Although Calassius and the Pope didn't know what the concept of space firepower was, seeing those hideous and terrifying mechanical equipment on a huge scale, and seeing the astonished expression on the face of Gordon, the King of Mountains and Rivers, they were sure and certain of these things. It can cause tons of damage to Lochmarton - that's definitely more powerful than a group of big magisters with three fixed fireballs.
"Such a scale..." Ge Dun, the king of mountains and rivers, was stunned for a full minute before speaking again. His eyes were glowing like thunder, and his tone was trembling, "When did you..."
"After I came to this world and learned about the threat of Lockmarton, they have already started to set up outside," Hao Ren said, slightly adjusting the real timetable between words—in fact, the data terminal and Nolan He and Lily started setting up the cannons outside right after they landed on Kolo, but pushing that off until after Lochmarton's threat was confirmed would make the whole process seem more palatable, "You should already know, I'm not from Kolo, I'm from the 'outside' world, and I've seen a lot of things like Loch Marton in my adventures in many worlds, so we're very familiar with dealing with similar situations."
"Looking at the planning of these things, you are really familiar with it..." Gordon grumbled, but the giant's grunt sounded like thunder, "These things are disturbing, and I will tell you the truth, they can be used for more than Lochmarton. "
Hao Ren spread his hands with a smile: "I'm telling the truth, if I want to deal with Ke Luo, I can get this set up at any time."
Gordon seemed to show a smile: "Compared to Lockmarton, other things can be put back. Well, after seeing these things, I think your plan is indeed feasible. Ah, even I began to expect Lockmarton to be replaced by these things." It's time for things to shroud, but before that, I have to confirm... Are they really as powerful as they look? And I can only recognize some of them as weapons... They are not the same as the space-based firepower we deployed It's too similar, so I need you to demonstrate it."
"Of course no problem," Hao Ren reached out and poked at the data terminal, "Please put down the product description."
The data terminal flew up before Hao Ren's finger poked himself: "Don't poke, don't poke!"
Then it turned on the holographic projection to demonstrate the scene of a part of the artillery being tested in space.
After the video demonstration, Hao Ren opened his hands: "Look, they are stable and reliable, and all of them have super high precision and power. Most of the small artillery can achieve thousands of hours of continuous rapid fire until their There will be no decline in performance until the core is melted. In addition to its amazing power, the heavy artillery also has fast tracking and fast strike capabilities beyond its appearance. It can track any moving target below the speed of light in real time, and non-encrypted super Space-time escape target..."
Nangong Wuyue poked Lily with the tip of her tail: "When did the landlord change his career to become an arms dealer?"
"The landlord is just crazy, don't worry about it."
"Eh? I didn't pay attention to it before, what's wrong with your tail?"
"Shut up!! Can I serve the people?"
Hao Ren really entered the arms dealer mode for no reason, and he suddenly woke up after two minutes of high, and quickly stopped: "Ahem, all in all, these things are quite reliable, at least in terms of power, they are definitely better than what you can organize here. The fighting power must be strong, and they are not afraid of Lokmarton's spiritual attack."
"I now feel that your plan is unprecedentedly mature and has unprecedented maneuverability," Gordon said with a serious face, "then there is only one problem - Lockmarton will definitely not honestly get into your trap , even if someone suddenly opened the prison door, its first reaction would definitely not be to go out happily, but to be more vigilant. How do you make it believe that the passage that suddenly appeared in front of you is not a trap, but really a trap? What about the chance?"
Hao Ren smiled: "Of course it won't take the initiative to jump in, so I have a supporting plan for this, but first I need some help from you..."
In the eternal twilight of the nightmare world, the melodious bells of the city of gods rang.
First, the tallest and oldest bell tower "Morning Star Tower" in the city rang the first bell, and then the bells in the church area rang in response, followed by the civilian area, commercial area, square area... the bell towers of the whole city began to ring When it sounded, the ancient mechanical structure creaked and rotated, driving the heavy hammer, and sprinkled bursts of roar to the entire city, and to the entire wilderness outside the city.
The bell-ringing ceremony of the city of the gods, this ceremony will only be held at the beginning of the war of chaos in each century-under the leadership of the Pope and the witness of the Twelve Cardinals, the holy city will be announced by the sound of bells and drums. With the beginning of the chaotic years, when all the bells are ringing, the most elite knights and battle priests of the Order will board the magic warship and the transcontinental portal, and go to the front lines of various secular countries to assist the kingdoms Fight against the tide of chaos until the end of the war. The surviving warriors return to the city of gods with the roster of victims. The monks will blow their horns on the top of the bell towers everywhere to announce the end of the war of chaos and the beginning of the year of order.
This should be the first time in history that before the end of the Chaos War, the bell of the City of Gods rang again.
This is the bell announcing that the decisive battle is about to begin.
Compared with the bell-ringing ceremony at the beginning of the War of Chaos, this time the bell-ringing ceremony seemed thin and simple, because six bishops of the Twelve Cardinals had sacrificed their lives in order to transfer the city of the gods to the abyss of oblivion. And all the remaining bishops, even the Pope himself, will personally participate in the next big decisive battle. The only people who preside over the ceremony on the bell tower, the city wall, and the high platform are the young monks who have not been selected into the death squad, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.
But in contrast, it was an unprecedented army that left the city amidst the bells tolling and rushed to the battlefield.
Hao Ren, Vivian, Lily and the others stood on a section of the city wall that was still in good condition, watching the huge team below set foot on the plain like a moving forest. All the knights are fully armed, all the soldiers are high-spirited, and all the monks are determined. They wear neat weapons and protective gear, and the rays of sacred magic float on the spears and staffs. Hunting and dancing on each node, the jumping sparks of order cast a gleam on the faces of the warriors.
But other than that, the team doesn't have any extra buzz.
There is no accompanying military band, and there are no inspiring slogans and preaching. This is a team that has engraved the battlefield of death in their bones and has no intention of surviving. They have a goal, and that goal is at the end of the plain. They silently Embarking on the journey, I am ready to fall anywhere on this journey. In the silence, I can only hear the sound of continuous footsteps, as if thunder rolls across the earth.
Several huge figures also passed through the city wall and appeared in the field of vision.
Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, Gulash, the king of fire, Jino, the king of thunder, Aftina, the king of wind...
Ten ancient prison officials walked in the queue. Today, after a thousand years, they finally returned to this battlefield and once again fought side by side with their mortal brothers.
And after the main formation broke away from the city wall, the last very special unit finally appeared.
It was a group of shaking armor, empty robes, and shimmering phantoms. They followed behind the first echelon, moving forward silently like a group of weird undead army.
In fact, it was indeed an army of the undead—they were the power of the dead gathered by the ancestors buried in the city of gods mentioned by the pope.
For 10,000 years, countless devout and tenacious saints have been buried deep in the underground palace of the City of Gods. These great souls fought for the order of the world while they were alive. Even after death, their souls did not choose to rest in peace. About one-third of these heroic souls were led to the eternal battlefield of the Forgotten Abyss, fighting side by side with the warden army, and the other two-thirds stayed in the city of the gods, continuing to protect that land in the world of the dead. And in this "Holy City Teleportation" plan, almost 60% of the dead who stayed in the city of gods sacrificed themselves, and only then did they gather enough energy to complete this large-scale deception under the eyes of Lochmarton. Teleportation, and what appeared before Hao Ren's eyes were the remaining heroic souls.
In this nightmare world where there is no distinction between reality and reality, they can exert the same power as they did in life and complete the last battle.
When the teams crossed the gate and gradually drifted away on the plain, Hao Ren raised his shoulders lightly, and said to the data terminal during the mental connection: "Have you finished all the arrangements?"
"Sure~~" The data terminal responded briskly. Although it was so close to Hao Ren, the two still chose to talk through a spiritual connection. "This machine will not delay such an exciting matter."
"Well," Hao Ren's expression remained unchanged, as he was still standing on the wall to review the troops, "From now on, I will give you access to my portable space, and at the same time inform Nolan that you can go to the 'planning point' and connect The main reactor."
"This machine understands."
"Is it necessary to engage in such a big battle?" Vivian's voice suddenly broke through the spiritual connection, "If you make a mistake in your estimation, it will be a big trouble to deal with the aftermath."
"No mistake, I once touched the 'Slate of Mantra' left by the Goddess of Creation. Although I didn't fully understand the information recorded in it, I probably learned something about Lokmarton. It is not an ordinary demigod. The background is far more profound than that of ordinary eldest sons and guardian giants..." Hao Ren replied, "And even if something goes wrong, it's a good thing, the whole plan is much less dangerous, and the aftermath can be discussed at a later time, and the worst case is to write a review..."
"Well, it makes sense."
Quiet in the spiritual connection, Hao Ren raised his head and looked towards the end of the scorched earth plain.
In the distance, the vanguard of the Legion has arrived near the horizon.
Behind the clouds at dusk, a storm is brewing.
Lochmardon had no doubt noticed the legion, the ubiquitous forces of Chaos were gathering.
The minions of the nightmare will not sit back and watch such an army challenge the throne of the Spiral Hill. Judging from the vision in the sky, the first confrontation is about to begin.
What follows will be a journey full of thorns and flames of war. (to be continued~^~)