This is an old man with a thin body and wrinkled skin.
Looking sallow, emaciated, and weak, a large priest robe was draped over his body, drooping like a shroud.
In terms of appearance, he is much inferior to the priest Lei Lie of Chijin Town, he is just a little old man that can be seen everywhere.
But his appearance made the entire Iron Fist army excited inexplicably, as if possessed by an evil spirit.
Even those Iron Fist soldiers who were battered and bloodied by the steam cannon shouted hoarsely, regardless of the wounds involved:
"High Priest Luo Tian!"
"High Priest Luo Tian!"
"High Priest Luo Tian!"
The little old man named "Luo Tian" slowly flew over the statue of the God of Fist. Standing in midair, condescending, he glanced expressionlessly at the steam cannon and the fanatics, then looked away and lowered his eyelids.
It seemed that the destruction they caused and the noise that shook the city were just children's play.
The corners of Luo Xinglong's eyes and mouth twitched together.
The Gus siblings were the closest to him, and they could see them clearly—the diehard core of the Mechanic and Steam Cults, trying to put on a dignified and dismissive expression.
But it didn't work, and there was still a trace of fear leaking from the trembling in the deepest part of his eyes.
And Gus and Gray can also understand his fear of being cruel and inward.
Because, even they who are far away in Chijin Town have heard the name "High Priest Luo Tian" more than once from Uncle Lei Lie and others.
It is said that he is the number one master of boxing skills in Qianyuan City and even within a thousand miles!
It is said that he practiced a peerless magical power known as the "nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to heaven", he can step on the void, step on non-existent steps, "walk" beyond the sky, directly absorb the power of heaven and earth, and communicate with the boxing god .
It is said that he made a great wish in front of the God of Fist, using secret techniques to sacrifice himself into a cauldron, in order to better attract the power of God of Fist to descend into his body!
The Gus siblings don't know how many of these "rumours" are true and how many are false.
But uncle won't lie to them. Uncle Lei Lie once said that in the hands of High Priest Luo Tian, he couldn't do three tricks at all. !
Legend has it that not only the Gus brothers and sisters know about it.
All fanatics have also heard about the strength of High Priest Luo Tian.
For a while, the originally noisy and chaotic battlefield was silent.
Even the roar of the steam whistle and the roar of the steam cannon seemed to be suppressed by the aura of the High Priest Luo Tian, and they froze into lumps of ice.
High Priest Luo Tian is like a mountain, crushing hard on the hearts of every fanatic.
Only by crossing, no, smashing this mountain, can their beliefs be turned into reality.
"Fire! Fire!"
Luo Xinglong roared murderously, "Aim at High Priest Luo Tian and fire!"
The gunner who manipulated the steam cannon was suppressed by the invisible aura of the high priest Luo Tian, and he was a little out of breath. He was at a loss and lost his mind.
Luo Xinglong gritted his teeth, pushed the gunner away, sat on the gun seat, frantically shook the crankshaft, and adjusted the shooting elements.
The High Priest Luo Tian was still standing in mid-air, seemingly motionless, without blinking his eyelids, patiently waiting for Luo Xinglong to turn the muzzle of the black cannon on him.
But after careful observation, it can be found that the figure of High Priest Luo Tian gradually became blurred, as if there were shadowless and invisible ripples rippling all over his body - this is a sign of the cohesion of earth-shattering mighty power.
Everyone realized that this cannon was the key to this battle.
A large number of Iron Fist soldiers rushed up bravely, trying to destroy the steam cannon before it was ready for the next firing, at least to interfere with the shooting height and angle.
Countless fanatics also rushed up like soldiers bees who looked at death as their own, using their flesh and blood flowing with scorching steam to block the narrow streets and build an impenetrable city wall.
The collision between the two sides splashed thick blood, no matter how the residual limbs and arms flew, the blood line could not move half an inch, even if there were anxious Iron Fist soldiers jumping high, trying to dive and bomb the steam giant from mid-air. Immediately, there will be machinery and steam teachings, the fearless dead fighters here will fight forward, hug each other tightly in mid-air, detonate the steam bombs wrapped around themselves, and blow each other into meat sauce.
finally-
On the instrument panel on the steam cannon, amidst the whistle of the whistle, the pointer rushed to the red area on the far right as if dying.
This means that the steam cannon has been pressurized to the limit.
The cannonballs full of destructive power and the feathers that seal the gaps are also filled.
"Long live the true God!"
Luo Xinglong's face was flushed with excitement, and he danced like he was drunk. He stared at the High Priest Luo Tian in mid-air, and yelled viciously, "The lackey of the false god, go to hell!"
boom!
Luo Xinglong yanked the rope violently, and the giant steam cannon let out its final roar like a ferocious beast, and the violent shock shook Gus and Gray from above.
From the gaps in the complex mechanical structure, the waves of air poured out, blowing the two siblings and the fanatics who were dragging the giant cannon away for at least ten meters.
Some people were even scalded by the scorching steam, and a series of shocking blisters appeared on their hands and faces quickly, but they ignored the screams and stared at the steam-shrouded sky with wide eyes.
In the sky, a huge projectile, like a meteorite, drew a ferocious and mournful arc, and blasted towards High Priest Luo Tian with incomparable precision.
Everyone, regardless of the iron fist army or the steam army, their hearts were lifted high, and they held their breath together, feeling that the moment became eternal.
High Priest Luo Tian still had no expression on his face, and calmly greeted the arrival of the steam cannonball.
In front of him, the distorted air has formed vortices visible to the naked eye, like the strongest shield.
Behind him, strands of flames of battle gradually formed a majestic, majestic and sacred face—exactly the same as the statue in front of the Fist Temple, the face of Fist God!
"what!"
Countless fanatics were frightened by this face that appeared in mid-air, and they screamed in horror.
Amidst the screams, High Priest Luo Tian made a move.
With a bland wave of his skinny fist, the air vortex in front of him condensed together, turning into a gigantic and unfathomable super vortex.
The steam cannonball rushed into this vortex, and its flight path was immediately disturbed, shaking like a spinning top that had exhausted its strength.
Afterwards, the huge face that looked like a boxing god behind High Priest Luo Tian put on a glaring expression, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a roar that resounded through the world!
In an instant, everyone felt that ten thousand thunders exploded beside their ears.
The roar turned out to be real, as if it came directly from beyond the sky, the will of the fist god!