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Chapter five hundred and fifty second death(2/2)

All the guardians present looked at each other, and then turned to look at Qiongqi, a fellow cultivator in the foundation-building realm next to him.

Although this person looks like just an ordinary blood puppet, he is also wearing a device for growing a metal scorpion on his face. "The scorpion's eyes are flashing red lights, and its limbs are wrapped around the puppet's head and inserted into the back of the head. You can almost see the brains in the transparent tube."

It turned out that this was the military observer sent by the Legion, the actual commander of the Qingyang Assault Group.

The latter checked the map, communicated again, nodded,

"The coordinates are accurate and can be called."

If he said that, then there would be no problem.

So the Divine Cult Army quickly took action, taking drugs when it was time to take drugs, piercing armor when it was time to do so, releasing all the demons and monsters, putting on metal shackles and headbands, installing various machine gun barrels, and setting up artillery positions.

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Well, artillery, or Warcraft-style self-propelled artillery is more appropriate.

In essence, the Legion's tactical theory is about crushing technology and bullying the locals.

After all, even if you use a 'computer' to allow the members of the God's Foundation-Building Cult to control the movement of demons and monsters and bully ordinary soldiers, it will be difficult to control their bodies to fight head-on with the God of War, the God of War in the Immortal Palace.

Therefore, the legion also exploited its strengths and circumvented its weaknesses, transforming many big demons into turret tanks. Although railguns cannot be made with indigenous technology, there is no problem with basic explosive projectile cannons. Moreover, metallurgy and barrels can also be improved, and demon gods can be used.

It can be charged with energy to fire magically modified nonsense such as Warcraft light cannons and talisman fireball cannons.

In short, the legion's tactics are to organize the demons and ghosts of the divine religion to fly long distances to the war zone, then carry armored artillery and ammunition, transform into human shield tanks and walk to the war zone. Once they reach the range, they will cover the fire with explosives and crossbows.

Plant metals and explosives and throw them onto the Immortal Palace's position, breaking through the barrier and destroying the Immortal Army's position.

At the same time, the elite soldiers of the Qingyang Army charged under artillery fire, coordinated with infantry and artillery, penetrated to the rear of the Xian Army's line to destroy supplies, and attacked and destroyed the camps one by one, cutting off their return, and flanking the Anxi Xian Army in Juelong Ridge.

Fight a war of annihilation.

And as long as the legion uses their junk technology weapons on a large scale, it will naturally cause the deviation value to fluctuate violently, and the system can instantly hack into nearby sentry drones to trigger alarms and trick the agents from the three locations into killing them.

That's the plan, the rest is up to luck.

Li Fan controlled the ghost chariot to land on the blood flag of the divine religion, and watched as the believers who were preparing to go into battle set up the altar.

The religious skitarii wearing red legion armor were crowded together like a bunch of Coke cans. They knelt on one knee and worshiped in front of the shrine of the ghost-faced god. They rolled up their sleeves and showed off their left arm, holding a dagger in their right hand.

Sharp-edged dagger.

The twin saints from the Qingyang Altar also came. Kelsang Meiduo played the bone flute, and Dundup Dolma sang the divine song, and started singing and dancing again.

"Day and night, the stars and the moon appear,

The youth is gone, the voice is gone,

Life and death are extinct, the past cannot be changed,

Praying to God, why is my life so difficult?

Praying to God, why do I mourn my life?

Have mercy on our world, our flesh and blood suffer so much,

How joyful is life, how painful is death,

Donate my flesh and blood,

sacrifice to my lord,

The blazing divine fire burned my remains,

Shining holy flames burn my misery,

Life is bright, death is pure,

Let’s go to the next life together, the infinite pure land!”

"Go to death!" Ban Shu Ban Lian roared angrily.

"Rebirth!" The Skitarii drew their knives together, drew a bloody opening on their left arm, and then raised the bloody sharp knives to show the Lord.

"Go to death!" Ban Shu Ban Lian screamed.

"Rebirth!" The Skitarii shouted angrily in unison, drew their swords horizontally, raised their swords and raised their arms again, spreading hot blood all over their armors and blood-clothes.

"Go to death!" Banshu and Panlian danced wildly.

"Afterlife!"

This carnival was repeated like this, three horizontally and three vertically, everyone pulled out the Nine Palaces on their left arms and sacrificed blood to the God Lord.

It is the famous pre-war blood sacrifice and death song of the divine religion.

The singing is also very clear, which means that they are also ready to abandon this body of flesh and blood and burn it to the world for the sake of the god's religion and the god's master, in order to build a bright and pure world.

Go and die.
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