The gunboat crashed toward the fort, burning. This is a ground gunboat with reinforced armor in neutral ground, but it can't stop the main gun of the fortress at all. Even if it just brushes the edge, half of the boat disappears.
Fortunately, after one blow, the main gun of the fortress spun on its own, and never fired another shot. The fleet spread out, and the main guns of the battle cruiser began to roll the names of the fortress turrets one by one. The gunboats also fired desperately, pressing down on the ground to counter fire.
The werewolf probably never thought that one day he would face a fierce air assault. The anti-air firepower was far inferior to that of the ground. Many turrets had limited elevation angles. Chasing the gunboats and bombarding them was a bit threatening, but they couldn't touch the edge of the battle patrol at all. They were beaten into flames everywhere, and they were in a panic.
Inside the main gun turret, Qianye has already circled its huge gun body for a circle, cleaning up the werewolf fighters on the surface. However, most of the body of this giant cannon is buried in the base. The so-called base is actually a huge fortress.
Qianye found the entrance to the inside of the base, the iron door had already been closed and locked from the inside. Of course, this didn't bother him, Qianye grabbed the handle and pulled it hard, the iron door slammed loudly, it was already deformed, and the door handle was ripped off completely.
Qianye stretched out his hand to grab the deformed gap again, exerted force again, and with a yell, a huge force surged out, and instantly tore down the entire iron gate of several tons from the wall, revealing the deep passage behind.
A faint light curtain lit up around Qianye's body, and he stepped into the passage.
As soon as they passed a corner, several werewolves in ambush suddenly stood up, firing their force guns desperately, focusing on Qianye.
At such a short distance, the power of so many atomic bullets fired together is no less than that of a single force cannon. However, the light curtain was flickered by dozens of atomic bullets, and Qianye's original force was not blasted away. force shield.
These knights who were all werewolves were stunned, and Qianye passed through them, walking deeper into the passage. Several werewolf lords clutched their throats and fell down slowly, without even seeing clearly how Qianye shot.
Qianye walked all the way along the passage, and entered the search when he encountered a room. In the blink of an eye, his footprints covered the power room, mechanical room, ammunition depot, and gunner barracks. When he could no longer find an enemy, there was already silence in the base.
At the bottom of the pedestal, Qianye walked into a hall. The rolling door on one side was opened, leading to the square inside the fortress. Through the open gate, you can see that the fortress is full of flames, and there are dark warriors running around in a panic. From time to time, a cannonball falls from the sky and lifts several dark warriors into the sky.
Qianye walked with his hands behind his back, walking casually in the fortress, just like walking in his own courtyard. He has no interest in intervening in this kind of battle between ordinary soldiers. He only saves his own mercenaries when they are in danger.
The current battle situation is overwhelming. Although there are a large number of dark warriors, their equipment is two generations behind the mercenaries in full imperial elite troop suits. And many dark fighters died from the artillery strikes from the air. They obviously did not receive special training for air strikes. Most of their evasion actions were ineffective and even accelerated their death.
Qianye is not wandering aimlessly, wherever he feels the aura of a strong man, he will go in that direction. In a blink of an eye, a viscount and three barons had already died under his hands.
But there are quite a few dark fighters, there are stray bullets everywhere, and even Qianye's force shield fluctuates from time to time, let alone ordinary fighters.
Another knight-ranked darkness powerhouse fell in front of Qianye. When he made the final blow, he was unarmed and did not release the domain, but he felt that the opponent's momentum plummeted for a moment, and the decline was not normal. With a move in Qianye's heart, he released the coercion without reservation, and the terrifying aura belonging to the Marquis of Glory instantly covered half of the fortress.
Countless dark warriors, regardless of race or class, clearly felt the trembling that came from the depths of their blood. It was the fear that originated from the source of darkness, and it was the innate instinct of every dark race.
In a blink of an eye, the resistance of half of the fortress completely disappeared, and the fighting spirit of almost all the dark warriors disintegrated instantly. They dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.
This feeling is really good, Qianye slowly stood still, savoring the taste of destruction, when suddenly there was a needle-like feeling in the back of his head.
He turned around like lightning, and saw an entity of the original force flying towards him without a sound, aiming at the center of his eyebrows!
At this moment, Qianye could clearly see the extremely complex and precise structure of the warhead, as well as the dark gray color with some black spots. This is an original force bomb mixed with a lot of black titanium, and it is the perfect weapon against the strong human race.
The original force bomb first hit Qianye's original force shield fiercely, instantly making the entire shield glow! However, it is like shooting into a viscous liquid, continuously compressing the force shield, but it cannot penetrate it.
At this moment, the warhead split open suddenly, and three shells as thin as cicada's wings popped out. The bullet casing was like a knife, piercing through the force shield in an instant, and at the same time spit out the slender bullet core that was originally buried in the center to penetrate the shield and continue shooting towards Qianye's eyebrows.
This is an armor-piercing projectile, specially designed to deal with force shields and similar defenses. It is amazing in design and workmanship. It is expensive, and only a really good sniper can control it.
The projectile was reflected in Qianye's pupils, and the trajectory of the armor-piercing projectile was deflected immediately, brushing against his cheek in a dangerous place. Qianye poked around casually, and had already grabbed the bullet in his hand.
The bullet was extremely sharp and heavy, Qianye grabbed it with bare hands, but his palm was pierced a little, and a drop of blood leaked out. Due to the toxicity of black titanium, if a wound is scratched, this hand will be useless. However, Qianye possesses dark gold blood energy, and is still above black titanium in terms of rank, so how could he be afraid of this? As soon as the blood turned, a drop of gray blood oozes from the wound, and it's all right.
Qianye casually dropped the bullet and shook his head. The coercion he released just now was the breath of the ancient blood race. The sniper actually used the black titanium bullet to deal with him. There are simply no other types of sniper rounds of the same level. But thinking about it, the werewolf can at most take out the magic-breaking mithril bullet, and there will be no human race's blazing sun bullet.
Qianye was somewhat interested in this sniper, since he had entered the fortress, this was the first opponent he had looked like.
He looked up at the direction where the sniper bullets were coming from. In his real vision, the faint trail of dark origin force had not completely dissipated, and the figure had disappeared in place in a flash.
With a flicker, Qianye appeared hundreds of meters away, looking down from a high position, overlooking the block below. The sniper bullets just came out from this area. Unless the sniper fired a single shot and immediately shifted his position without even looking, the man should still be around here and not go far.
Snipers who have reached this level are often extremely confident in themselves, and many people want to witness the results with their own eyes. As long as this person has the same weakness, seeing Qianye's terrifying strength in catching bullets with his bare hands, he might be taken aback. With just such a dazed effort, no matter how fast the man was, he couldn't escape Qianye's current range.
The block below was in chaos, and dark race fighters were crowded and running everywhere. Not far away, two mercenary squads covered each other and were sweeping forward from building to building. Every tactical action shows a very high team combat quality. On the big battlefield, such a team can often achieve leapfrog records even if their individual combat strength is average.
Mercenaries began to join the ground battle, adding to the chaos. In addition, Qianye showed a strong aura, but no one on the dark side stood up to fight. Almost all the dark fighters lost their fighting spirit and only wanted to run for their lives. Not many seriously resisted.
Qianye's pupils were completely blue, taking in the entire block, and the figures of every dark warrior were constantly changing, distorting, and then disappearing. The weak distorting force exerted by the pupil of control is like a spider web falling on the body, ordinary people can't feel it at all, but the truly strong will resist instinctively.
Qianye's eyes suddenly fell on a dark warrior. He looked the same in appearance and demeanor, and he and the ordinary fighters pushed each other and fled to another block.
Qianye descended from the sky, landed behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The disguise is very clever, just doing this, isn't it a loss of dignity?"
The dark warrior turned his head, panic appeared on his face, and even his eyes were full of horror. He pulled out the short knife and stabbed at Qianye's abdomen. This knife is weak and weak, almost like a third-level fighter.
However, in Qianye's eyes, there was a very faint dark force floating on the left side of the soldier, with an unpredictable trajectory. If Qianye had the slightest doubt about his own judgment, and if he was a little negligent, the drifting force would become his chance to escape.
"It's useless." Qianye suddenly strengthened his hand, and pressed down with an irresistible force, which immediately made the soldier's knees go limp, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
At the moment when he was under heavy pressure, he finally revealed his true identity, bursting out with great strength to resist. However, this person was only Earl Garter after all, so he was smashed to the ground no matter how he could resist Qianye's slap.
He struggled, then smiled wryly, and said, "Since you found out, let's do it. Even if I can die at the hands of the Marquis of Glory, a famous blood family, I didn't tarnish the honor of the tribe."
"It's good that you can think like this." Qianye nodded, raised his right hand, and was about to slap him down to end his life.
This Earl Garter-level sniper is too dangerous. If a marquis of ordinary strength is not careful, he may be sniped secretly, so he cannot be kept.
"Wait!" The sniper finally showed real fear in his eyes.
Qianye's hand hovered over his head, and said indifferently: "What do you have to say? Why, are you still planning to surrender?"
The sniper smiled wryly, and said, "My lord, we are both nobles of the Eternal Night, why did you lead the human army to fight? Even so, in Yonglu, we waged a war for the sake of dark honor. If we are defeated and captured, basically Let the other party choose to surrender or pay the ransom. Even in the upper continent, as long as it is not revenge by blood relatives, this is almost the rule. I have never been like you, without even a statement, and directly killed."
Qianye smiled, "I am not your Yongye nobleman. See clearly!"
As he said that, a blazing light shone from Qianye's fingers, and the morning light shone on the face of the werewolf earl, which had a burning effect.
"Dawn Force!" The sniper was shocked.