Wang Zhao looked up at the huge fireball, his face turning blue.

At this time, the voice in his head screamed: "It's over, it's over, it's over, you are dead this time, but if I were you, I would jump into the pot at the back right now!"

“Jump into the pot??”

Wang Zhao was startled and looked back. It was the dumpling pot. It was so big and deep that it could easily hit anyone.

"Can you survive by jumping in??"

"No……

But after the fire comes over, you may die more peacefully."

"hiss!!!"

The sound in his head made Wang Zhao crazy for a while, but at this moment, Wang Zhao suddenly noticed that the old man who had just delivered the meal next to the iron pot silently and slowly pulled something out from under the pot.

"Buzz..."

The black blade and the shiny white edge were slowly pulled out from under the pot with a skinny palm.

The cold light shone on that kind and kind face, causing half of the old man's face to feel a chill.

Wang Zhao's eyes suddenly widened.

Before he could understand what happened.

Then I saw another old man.

He slowly removed the handle of the cart and found two black iron rods.

Twist it in his hand to form a spear and hold it in his hand.

The spear shook with the old man's broad palm, and the spear exploded into the air with a string of pear-shaped spear shadows.

The flour stained on it immediately swayed away.

Amidst the flour scattered all over the sky, the sharp and unstoppable cold light on the tip of the spear was exposed.

"this……"

Wang Zhao was completely confused.

When he saw the old man holding a rolling pin, he silently took out a black hammer that was larger than the washbasin from the cart and put it on the rolling pin.

Wang Zhao couldn't help but rub his eyes and opened them again.

In front of them, old men stood together in high spirits, holding various strange weapons in their hands.

Between each other, their white hair was flying, but it did not affect their high-spirited appearance at all.

After taking off the kitchen skirt, what was underneath was a suit of armor that was already outdated.

If Ding Xiaoyi were here, he would definitely recognize it. He also has a set of this armor. The style is almost the same as the one worn by Chen Lao.

In a daze, I saw these old people walking towards them, everyone's eyes fixed on the front.

Even Wang Chen himself was completely unaware of the new team that appeared behind him.

These old people didn't even notice the fireball shining like the sun in front of them. They all straightened their waists, as if they were quietly waiting for something.

"boom!!!"

Suddenly, the entire fortress shook violently, and everyone heard a huge roar.

Seeing this, Cajifur felt inexplicably relieved and said to himself: "It has already been detonated!"

Thinking of this, he looked at the huge ventilation pipes above his head.

Such a huge fortress naturally requires a ventilation system. Once the central hub of the ventilation system is detonated, the power of the explosion is enough to cover the entire fortress through these pipes in an instant.

Although this is not a good result, doing so is the best method that Cajifur can think of.

Both sides suffer losses.

But don't forget, their biggest advantage is that they can reproduce. The environment in the reserve is enough for the people to let go of their fertility. In less than ten years, most of the losses this time can be replenished.

But those alien races, they can't. If they lose so many warriors, it will take them decades or even hundreds of years to recover.

"Hey, in the long run, at least we win!"

Cajifur smiled in his heart and looked at the ventilation pipe above his head that was shaking violently.
Chapter completed!