There is a strange smell in the air, not an ordinary burnt smell or a sulfur smell near a volcano. Perhaps only by burning the blood to dry out will this smell be emitted.

Several buildings were lit around the central square, and the burning flames instantly swallowed the houses dominated by wooden structures and spread to the surrounding areas. In the light and shadow of the flames, Curt caught a glimpse of several thin figures that turned into torches and rolled on the ground.

They are undoubtedly monsters created by Seindemocra. They have been lurking in the shadows in the corners of the house, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack the guards in the streets. Until the flames burn, these shadows are always on their posts and are burned by the fire. Their bodies can be integrated into the surrounding environment, just like dry fire, but they are slightly touched by the flames and burn quickly.

The strange smell I smelled before was probably also emitted from these monsters. Using blood as a catalyst, it naturally emitted a strong smell of blood. Almost in an instant, the monster, whose body was mostly made of black blood, struggled and fell down like that man.

The scene flashed in front of him in an instant, but it remained deeply in Curt's mind as if it was imprinted, making him constantly recall the scene. The sound of the wind passed by his ears, and the sharp tinnitus entangled in the wind, and the sound of someone shouting for help was faintly echoed.

These are those thin bodies swallowed by flames [Didn't the dying whine from the shadow? Curt didn't know whether they had such ability to be swallowed by darkness and not even their bodies were still in place. But they sounded like a cursed soul howled in the abyss.

Curt didn't remember that he had the ability to hear the words of the dead. Although Liqi could hear it, she naturally filtered the noise mixed on the back because of her habits. In any case, they became smaller and smaller as Curt went away, and eventually almost completely dissipated in the air.

"Wow, what's this all called? If possible, I want to apply for a leave after the incident, and take a good rest for a month or two to take a rest." He could hardly tell which of his tasks were his tasks in the recent troubles. He just felt that more and more things were involved.

At this time, he was crouching behind the upper half of the guardrail of the guardrail armored vehicle of the guardrail. The support frame of the small-caliber cannon was only one layer of metal plate away from him. He could even feel the dangerous aura emitted by the magic core sealed in the machine. With just a light blow, he could shoot and kill the powerful monster.

However, no one is going to control it now, because all the guards are staying in the back compartment directly below, and only Curt is responsible for observing the nearby environment on the second floor. This is also a last resort. After all, he is the only one among the people who can observe the trajectory of the flow of magic and find enemies who are mixed into the surrounding environment.

Curt then shook his head gently, turned his thoughts away from the burned red and black figures, and concentrated some of the magic power around his eyes to strengthen his vision. The magic power in the air became obviously irritable. The red flame-colored light couldn't help but fog with the floating flames.

"At least seventy million - no, I'm afraid it's going to be more than one hundred million. Just the fire burned." Grosted was driving an armored vehicle on Central Avenue while calculating the economic losses caused by the chaos. "Damn how do you explain this to the above!"

Despite complaining, he was still operating the armored vehicle seriously, avoiding the roadblocks caused by damage along the way - and at the same time knocking away some unseen figures. The armor in front of the armored vehicle had long become bumpy, and there were a lot of weird red and black mucus dyed on it.

The monster made by Seindemocra with humans is like a native chicken and a tiled dog in front of this monster wrapped in metal, and is mercilessly crushed. Even if a terrifying little monster wants to block its way forward, it will be washed away in the blink of an eye.

The armored vehicles running on the Central Avenue of Katris and the crushed mantis chariots - if this scene is usually not daily, it may cause panic among citizens. However, now, Curt has to admire Grosted's action.

A few minutes ago, everyone was riding in an armored vehicle and knocking away the alien blocking the road. They walked around the main intersection blocked by roadblocks and headed towards the central square surrounded by light walls. Since then, something like eyes seems to be monitoring them, to be more precise, chasing the blood crystal on Curt's body.

Curt was surprised by the importance of that thing. Especially Seindemocra actually sent a large number of monsters to take it away, which was beyond Curt's expectations. However, in just a few minutes after driving out of the siege, the guards had already repelled several groups of sudden attacks ambushing the corner. The fire was also a "accidental" disaster in the face of the attack, but it solved more enemies than simply facing it.

But this does not mean that they are safe - on the contrary. They are rushing to the center of this chaos, which is the more densely populated area of ​​the enemy. Curt is unwilling to calculate how many places the armored vehicles burst out with murderous aura at the moment when they pass by. He almost wants to regard them all as air. The enemies in the distance have the responsibility of guards in other directions. All they do is to break through the encirclement and reach the surrounding wall.

But this is only in most cases. In fact, Seindemocra has arranged the monster's action mode for their action routes. In an instant, several thin human-shaped black shadows flashed on the side of the road, stretching their sharp limbs to stop the charge of the armored vehicles.

His eyes swept across the roadblocks in front of him where the damaged roadblocks were piled up, and Curt shouted loudly: "Thirty meters ahead, there is a problem with the magic power at the corner of the street! The number is seven, and the nature is similar to those thin ghosts. It is speculated that he is ready to attack - ninety percent may be coming to intercept us."

It should not be said to be "90%". Even if that one in ten thousand chance occurs, the sudden flash of figure will definitely not be kind-hearted. At this time, the one who appears in this blocked blocked block is either friendly or enemy, but the one who is blocked silently is definitely the enemy's lackey.

"Understand that 'master behind the scenes' is really ridiculous. Does he think that such an obstacle can block the impact of the armored vehicle?"

Grosted a sneer, then operated the console and adjusted the route of the armored vehicle to the point where Curt pointed out. At the same time, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the "wild beast" covered with solid steel armor to run at the fastest speed.

Bang!

It was time to say that, when Grosted increased his speed to the fastest of no more than three seconds, the armor in front of the vehicle seemed to hit a few slightly hard things, and a low roar came. Several vague figures flew out in response, drew an arc in the air and fell to the ground. After that, Curt obviously felt the body of the armored vehicle shaking, as if crushing something.

"Is this guy still alive two or three hundred years ago? Anyone with a little common sense knows that if our armored vehicles continue to move forward at this speed, how could this group of gangsters who are mantis armed in a car be stopped? Even if he can really make a few monsters to stop them, it may not be effective!"

Amid Grosted's indifferent mockery, the armored vehicle left a black-red liquid and continued to drive towards the central square. Looking at his crunchy teeth, Curt wanted to remind the guards around him not to let Grosted operate such machinery in the future. However, considering that it was a special period, he had to smile indifferently and put the matter aside.

The distance around the central square was already visible, but the camp where the spells were originally stationed was engulfed by flames. The spells who were supposed to control and maintain the light wall machinery were surrounded by strange monsters and could only set up a wall to protect themselves.

The situation is very bad. Many magicians have been injured. They have insufficient staff and even have to divide some of their hands to treat their injured companions. They are not on the same order of magnitude as the monsters surrounding Cott and others. There is only a sea of ​​people left in the surrounding streets.

Perhaps "people" should not be used to describe them. After all, these guys are all affected by the "chaotic bloodline" and have more or less alien characteristics. These foreign objects that cannot be measured by the same noun accumulate on the street, blocking the entire avenue.

"Hmph, you all caught a group of thugs, right?" Seeing the street ahead, Grosted snorted disdainfully, and then adjusted the action of the armored vehicle again. "There may be a little swaying next, be careful not to bite off your tongue!"

The moment this sentence was said, the armored vehicle, which had already slowed down slightly, increased its speed again. The wheels rubbed against the ground and made a roar like a beast. Seeing the scene passing by quickly, Curt subconsciously lay on the roof of the car, ready to face the upcoming impact.

He could not even imagine what words should be used to describe what happened next. Under Grosted, the armored vehicle roared and crashed into the alien group piled up. The instantaneous tragedy can only be described as "disaster". The flesh and blood flying in the air made him even feel like a blood rain.

If this scene was in the Middle Ages, Grosted would definitely be the kind of knight who would raise a spear and rush towards the enemy without hesitation. Under this momentum of moving forward, all enemies would run away with their heads in their arms. As for the damage caused by the knight now, I am afraid the monster he sat down is not as good as that of the monster he sat down.

"How should I evaluate this crazy man?" Looking at the "Alien" who were hit by an armored vehicle in the air, even Liqi, who was far away, was speechless. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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