Chapter 640 What is God? (3)
Joe and Sherlock were having a long conversation.
Fierce battle has broken out in Heidra Fort.
On the ground, among several military camps in Fort Heidra City, and among several large military camps outside the city, many soldiers wearing iron-gray uniforms suddenly took out blood-colored strips of cloth from their pockets and wrapped them hard on their left arm.
Then, these soldiers holding new ordnances bravely launched an attack on the friendly forces around them.
Assault rifle.
High-speed machine gun.
Large caliber high-speed cannon.
New large caliber cannon.
Some small and medium-sized airships even swept through the air quickly, throwing high-pressure air tanks and bombs on the heads of friendly troops.
Fires were everywhere, gunfire sounds were heard, and the rumbling cannons were like thunder, which made people dizzy.
In Heidra Fort, countless diplomats from all over the world, as well as foreign nobles and businessmen who happened to live, travel and do business in Heidra Fort, stood on the roof of their buildings in amazement, using various means and tools to watch the rebellion of the Delun Empire.
The rebels' actions were extremely ruthless and fierce, leaving no time for the Imperial Army to react.
The new ordnance made by Qiao's drawings provided to the empire was really a killing weapon on the battlefield. In just half a quarter of an hour, the Imperial Army loyal to the royal family suffered heavy casualties...
No, there is something wrong with this description.
The rebels whose arms were wrapped with blood-colored cloth strips were also members of the imperial royal family.
This is indeed just a battle, Hydra’s internal murder!
The soldiers fought fiercely on the ground.
The officers were yelling and fighting one-on-one.
The powerful fifth-level generals jumped back and forth between the solid buildings, colliding fiercely, and the sound of wolf roars shocked the earth.
They are equally well-trained, they are equally experienced, they are equally cruel and decisive... They have the same national character, they are as cruel and ruthless as machines, sharp and efficient.
In the interlaced, warriors wearing general uniforms splattered blood all over their bodies, and the cold light flashed. Almost every minute, a powerful fifth-level general would fall on the spot...
The Deron Empire, whether it is fighting with the Lucia Empire or beating the vassal states of the Lucia Empire; whether it is fighting with the descendants of the wolf gods of the plateau tribes, or beating the countries in the mountains in the west; whether it is rubbing the Kingdom of Saint-Shia on land, or provoking the fleet of the United Kingdom of Nice on the ocean...
Since the founding of the Delun Empire, there has never been such a loss.
Those elite generals who consumed a lot of resources, consumed a lot of effort and worked hard to cultivate were like the most ordinary lower-level soldiers, who died one after another on the spot!
Even among the most powerful sharp sword force Hydra secret guards in the royal family, there are secret guards wearing black tight leather soft armor rebelling.
They tied the blood-colored cloth strips to their arms, drew their swords and stabbed them at their brothers who were working and going in and out on weekdays.
In just half a quarter of an hour of battle, the Delun Empire lost nearly 15th-level generals, and the sixth-level secret guards also lost more than 20 people... Such losses made Margaret III and Mata XIII floating in the air angry.
Behind Margaret III, the Hydra condensed from black mist was already twisting her body frantically, and the expressions of the nine heads were all transforming into a completely hysterical and crazy state.
Margaret III's body had more and more black scales under her skin, and her eyes were rapidly turning red, and blood almost drowning her eyes.
These fifth-level generals and these sixth-level secret guards are all the wealth of the empire...the foundation of the empire...the confidence of the empire to intimidate the countries in the Medlands!
But because of Hillman's rebellion...
"Hillman, and... Old Mai... you made one mistake." Margaret III's cold voice resounded throughout Fort Heidra: "No matter who you get help, they must not tell you that the lost Wall Chapter has fallen into the hands of the empire..."
In the direction of the claustrophobic temple of Fort Hydra, groups of ingenious young men wearing general uniforms and with strange light flashing in their eyes rose into the air.
All of these young men took the six-eyed corrosive demon wolf potion in the abyss.
They all have just entered the sixth level of extraordinary realm.
Even if they have just entered this realm and their power is still very weak, they are still at the sixth level!
Level 1 to 5, just extraordinary.
They are stronger than mortals, but they are only superior to mortals.
The sixth level and the seventh level are epics. In the dark age, they were enough to write their own history on the continent.
Level 6 is enough to crush Level 5.
Unless it is a freak like Qiao who has broken through the limit of the rank, the normal sixth level will definitely crush the normal fifth level.
A total of three hundred six-eyed corrosive demon wolf warriors of the abyss were put into the battlefield!
In just two or three minutes, the rebel generals with blood-colored cloth strips wrapped around their arms were almost killed, and a few more than twenty rebellious Hydra Secret Guards were surrounded and annihilated on the spot.
Subsequently, these sixth-level extraordinary people quickly entered the battlefield outside the city.
Assault rifle, uninjured.
High-speed machine gun, uninjured.
The large-caliber high-speed cannon was a slight threat, but it could not hit them.
Large-caliber field guns are enough to pose a huge threat to them, but several miles away, ordinary artillery soldiers cannot hit the sixth-level extraordinary with large-caliber field guns at high speed!
The rebel soldiers outside the city fell to the ground like wild grass, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Margaret III narrowed her eyes, her lips, which had become blood-red, curled up slightly, and showed an extremely dangerous smile: "Hilman, my dear grandson, let your grandmother tell you what the consequences of a disobedient child would be... It seems that just a confinement is not enough!"
Margaret III raised the artifact in his hand.
In the collapsed castle, the altar was surrounded by strong black air, and his eyes were spewed out with red bloodshot lights of thousands of feet long. Hillman, who was smiling hysterically, rose into the air.
"But, grandmother, dear grandma, do you still have the ability to have children?"
Sherman smiled extremely rampantly.
His words were even more ruthless.
Margaret III and Mata XIII's faces changed at the same time: "What did you do?"
Hillman twisted his neck vigorously, making a "rattle" sound of joint friction.
He smiled 'hissing', with the corner of his mouth almost cracking under his earlobe: "Oh, what did I do? I just killed everyone who might take over the throne... Well, it's probably not... it's not Sally?"
"But he should, he should die."
"So, if everything goes well, I will be the only one of the orthodox heirs of the Derren Empire!"
"How do you want to punish me? My grandmother?"
"You killed me?"
"Oh, unless you can live forever, do you want to hand over the Derren Empire to those distant relatives?"
Chapter completed!