Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3476: Iron Fist (44) was defeated

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For a moment, the entire street was shrouded in flames, steam, and overwhelming cannon fragments.

The worshipers of the Mechanical Demon and the Steam Demon were first scalded by the scorching steam, and then their bones were broken by the shrieking and flying fragments. They were riddled with holes and their internal organs were boiled.

Several strong men who were originally in charge of towing the steam cannon were closest to the exploding steam ball and the high-pressure chamber, and they were simply blown to pieces. Not even half a complete bone could be found. The scene was horrible.

Although Gus and Gray were reminded by Lu Qingchen, they took half a step to find a place to hide.

He was still blown away by the scorching air waves, as if someone had hit him hard on the back, vomiting blood while rolling over.

Fortunately, there were people all around and on the ground, which acted as soft pads, so that the two siblings did not fall and break their bones.

Picking out their buzzing ears, they heard shrill screams from all around them, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

— Not just the physical pain, but also the idea of "the god of steam has abandoned us" or "the god of steam is no match for the god of boxing", which caused the fanatics to completely break down and shout hysterically.

Immediately afterwards, a scalding rain of blood "crackled" in the sky.

It was countless fanatics who were blown into the air and fell to pieces.

Gus felt like throwing up.

It's like falling into a nightmare.

Looking around, in the steam-rolling world, the fanatics who were originally imposing were all crying, crawling all over the ground, kneeling towards the steam cannon twisted into wreckage, and even turned their heads and ran away.

Just like a seemingly menacing huge wave, after hitting the breakwater hard, the breakwater remained motionless, but the huge wave fell apart and rolled back.

Three cannonballs, only three bombardments, and a few breaths of effort, this "vigorous" uprising was on the verge of collapse under the suppression of the power of the boxing god.

"Slap!"

At this time, half of Luo Xinglong's body fell from the sky, and fell in front of Gus's two siblings in a bloody mess.

He looked like a cooked prawn, his red skin was steaming, his body was covered with metal fragments, and one eyeball was shot out, revealing a black hole.

The body below the waist was gone, the internal organs were in a mess, and the injury was so serious that he was not dead yet. Surprised and confused light bloomed in his one eye, as if he was still immersed in the moment of the firing and collapse just now. It took a long time to refocus on Gus and Grey, the "Holy Son" and "Holy Maiden".

"run."

He stared fixedly at Gus, smiled a little embarrassedly, and said softly, "Run, go to the south, find the steam army, we... We will definitely win, one day, we will!"

After saying this, exhaling the last mouthful of steam, Luo Xinglong's one eye gradually solidified and turned into a dull gray.

Gus and Gray had mixed feelings, and before they could react, they were pulled up by countless hands, surrounded by the few surviving core believers of Mechanics and Steam Cult, and staggered back.

At this time, a large number of troops from both sides are crowded in the narrow streets, and several streets are crowded. Even if the morale of the steam army collapses due to the explosion of the steam cannon, it is impossible to "collapse thousands of miles" in a short time, even if the Iron Fist The army wanted to pursue, but they couldn't cross the chaotic wall of people.

In addition, the granary was still burning, and the raging flames tended to intensify, and the steam army was still blowing its whistle all over the city, launching small-scale attacks, causing panic and chaos.

After guarding the Temple of Fist, the first task of the Iron Fist Army is to put out the fire in the granary and maintain order—otherwise, even if this group of evildoers are suppressed, life in Qianyuan City will not be easy in the future.

Therefore, surrounded by a group of core believers, Gus and his brother escaped in a daze, and fled all the way towards the river.

Only the High Priest Luo Tian looked down on them and stared at their whereabouts coldly.

But he was not in a hurry to catch it, but waved his hand, released the carrier pigeon, and flew towards the middle and lower reaches of the river.

Gus and Gray felt like they were falling into a kaleidoscope of blood.

There are bloody and defeated soldiers in front of them, hysterical crying and shouting in their ears, and many people who are pretending to be calm, but their foreheads are wet with sweat. They hold their arms tightly and ask them: "Why? What to do? Holy Son, Holy Maiden, what should we do now?"

It hurts to grab them.

Facing the situation where the army was defeated like a mountain, what solution could the two siblings come up with? Although the fire is still burning, everyone can see that it is only a matter of time before it is extinguished. Gus and Gray can only follow Luo Xinglong's advice and tell everyone to run to the river.

Fortunately, at this time, the wharf and the big river are under the control of the Mechanics and Steam Cults.

"Andre", who was in charge of seizing the docks and ships, was a very shrewd person.

As soon as he heard the earth-shattering explosion from the direction of the Fist Temple, and the statue of the Fist God standing in front of the Fist Temple had not fallen down for a long time, he realized that something was wrong, and ordered his subordinates to immediately gather supplies and personnel, and all climbed onto the ground. The snatched ships are ready to evacuate at any time.

When Gus and Gray, surrounded by the core believers, boarded the fleet, most of the sails were raised, and the strong sailors were all ready to row and sail.

Many defeated soldiers clamored to explain the situation to Andre—Luo Xinglong was dead, and the unique steam cannon was also blown up. Now the city is in a mess, and most of the believers are like pigs and sheep that have been knocked unconscious, waiting Captured and slaughtered by Iron Fists.

Using both hands and feet, Andre dexterously climbed onto the tallest mast, took out a telescoping telescopic telescope from his arms, squinted his eyes to observe the situation in the city for a long time, and made a decisive decision and ordered the sail to sail.

The cables were untied, the springboard was pulled up, the sailors tensed their muscles, and the oars spun like fans. A fleet of dozens of large ships, carrying disgraced machinery and steam believers, evacuated them like bereaved dogs. city of.

The city that was at your fingertips is gradually receding, and it is like a dream in a trance in the steam.

Unavoidably, some people wept bitterly, feeling sorry for Luo Xinglong’s heroic sacrifice; some people knelt down on the deck and kowtowed, praying for the forgiveness of their cowardice from the gods of machinery and steam; Some people glared at Gus and Gray, secretly questioning why these two "Holy Sons" and "Holy Maidens" failed to show their "divine power", but seemed like two ordinary Boy, it's of no use at all.