"Angel of Power!"

Meng Chao reflexively spit out a name that seemed particularly terrifying even in the flames of doom.

The Dragon City Civilization in the previous life used the vocabulary of the Earth Age to classify the ultimate weapons of the Holy Light camp.

The magic puppets known as "Angels of Power" specifically refer to those heavyweight opponents who are large in size, slow to attack, clumsy in movement, but extremely lethal.

To use an inappropriate analogy, the Angel of Power is like the train cannon of the Holy Light camp.

Although it is not suitable for participating in hand-to-hand combat where the bayonet is red, it is most suitable for destroying a city and destroying it for dozens of miles.

Deep in Meng Chao's mind, there was still an image of the Angel of Power from his previous life firing on all cylinders, instantly burning dozens of Dragon City tanks and armored vehicles into scrap metal.

Come to think of it, this behemoth was transported in from the outside world by the Holy Light Army three thousand years ago, which spent countless resources in order to open the door of the Holy Mountain Temple.

I don’t know how much the magicians and Holy Light Priests paid at that time in order to allow this powerful angel to pass smoothly through the complex and changeable environment deep in the Holy Mountain.

However, what made Meng Chao's hair stand on end was not the regular attack methods of the Angel of Power.

Meng Chao knew very well that the Force Angel was like a train gun. In order to release the devastating destructive power, a large amount of ammunition and high-energy substances would be stored inside, which was equivalent to a mobile explosive depot.

After three thousand years of erosion, looking at the appearance of this Angel of Power being riddled with holes, who knows what the internal erosion has become, and how much ammunition and high-energy materials it has stored. The stability of these ammunition and high-energy materials

So what about sex.

The stability of high-energy matter in other worlds is a hundred times worse than on Earth.

In the early days of Dragon City's time travel, explosions occurred frequently in the arsenals of the Earth Age, and every explosion was an outright disaster.

It was also later that many people chose cold weapons and did not believe in the principles of guns and ammunition.

If you are not careful, these ammunition and high-energy materials from three thousand years ago will explode in front of you, and God knows what an exaggerated psychic craze it will set off.

And will the earth-shattering spiritual energy frenzy cause the already unstable surrounding space to undergo tearing and distortion that even Ice Storm and "Jackal" Canus have not anticipated?

Meng Chao even knew that these "killing angels", when encountering an enemy more powerful than himself and calculating that the winning rate is slim, would most likely take the initiative to detonate all the crystals inside and outside the body, using self-destruction to achieve the effect of burning both stones.

Let’s leave aside the remains of puppets that are no more than three to five meters in size.

Once this Power Angel, which is at least thirty to fifty meters tall, self-destructs, its power will never be much less than that of a train gun loaded with shells that explodes in succession.

Even if you stand a hundred meters away and have a totem armor to defend yourself, you will most likely be shattered into pieces and turned into powder!

Even a daring guy like Meng Chao was so frightened by the appearance of Angel Li that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Before this force angel could completely break free from the quagmire, it was already continuously releasing psychic ripples that simulated the brain waves of carbon-based intelligent life in all directions.

Waves of psychic energy rippled through Meng Chao's brain, immediately causing him to hallucinate.

It seemed as if what stood behind him was not a super-giant killing machine that was inlaid with crystals, engraved with magic runes, and spewing violent flames.

It is a messenger of the gods with six pairs of wings, golden flames all over his body, muscles carved from marble, eyebrows raised and eyes raised, soaring into the clouds and mist!

This illusion is clearer and more oppressive than the illusion of the "Great Horned Rat God" created by "Jackal" Canus through the Ancient Dream Saint.

Even Meng Chaoming knew the principle of psychic ripples simulating brain waves, invading the central nervous system and interfering with the visual system.

The moment I saw the "Angel Coming", I couldn't help but feel the urge to worship.

This has nothing to do with whether his willpower is strong or not.

It is purely the spiritual energy ripples released by the Angel of Power, which are trying to fully invade and take over his nervous system, and occupy the magpie's nest, falsely pass on the imperial edict, and release "worship" to his body along his central and spinal nerves.

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The Temple of Holy Light can rule the most fertile central area of ​​the alien world for tens of thousands of years, and can even withstand the torrent of steel from the earth in future alien wars. It has its own unfathomable strength.

If it were anyone other than Meng Chao, if such a realistic and powerful illusion appeared in front of him, even if he knew it was weird and refused to obediently worship, the muscles and joints would be in a stalemate for a moment, and the nerve signals from the inside and outside would have to compete with each other.

In that case, there is a high probability that he will be overtaken by those smaller but faster killing angels.

That is, Meng Chao was just slightly startled. The illusion in front of him was like the moon reflected on the lake, shattered by the stones thrown into the lake.

He suddenly woke up.

I kept saying lucky in my heart.

However, his steps were not slow at all, rolling and crawling to dodge the increasingly intensive blasts of holy light, gradually widening the distance between him and the Angel of Power.

Fortunately, although this force angel has amazing destructive power, due to its large size, it was severely damaged in the fierce battle three thousand years ago. After three thousand years of dormancy and repair, it still has not regained full mobility.

It is like a huge crab, waving huge pincers, looking majestic.

But several of the crab legs used for movement were torn off.

So much so that after crawling out of the depths of the mire, it has been circling around the mire, dragging deep circles of crawling traces. For the time being, it has not found a way to use its few remaining crab legs to move forward straight.

However, Meng Chao had already seen the remains of many smaller evil puppets, scrambling to get to the bottom of this powerful angel.

He actually used the strength of an ant to lift a salted fish, and worked together to lift Angel Li slightly.

This is not a good sign.

This shows that the Angels of Power have not only found a way to move, but they can also control the actions of the killing angels around them.

The Killing Angels, who have awakened from their three-thousand-year slumber, have quickly built a combat data network!

"At least, one thing is certain -"

Listening to the killing angels behind them, they are emitting more and more uniform and deafening roars; watching the beams of light representing destruction rubbing against the impurities in the air at super high speed, stirring up various colored flames of green, orange, red and blue.

Meng Chao could only run away with his head in his arms while laughing at himself in his heart, "The future of Dragon City, the future of Turanze, the future of other worlds, and the future of the future have finally been completely changed by me!"

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Deep in the dense forest, looking at the angry lion warriors who gradually stepped into the ambush circle, "Jackal" Kanus' eyes as deep as the sea revealed a sharpness that could kill tigers and dragons.

However, he soon realized that his edge was exposed, and hurriedly put away his eyes that were sure of victory, replaced them with just the right amount of hesitation and nervousness, and looked not far away, where he was also dormant in the soil, covered with a thin layer of impurities.

A glance at the tiger king of grass.

Everyone thought Tiger King was an arrogant and reckless guy.

The name "Blade of Fury" also tends to give people the impression of being brave and foolhardy.

Such a stereotype may even make people forget that even the most ferocious tiger is still a member of the cat family.

As long as there is a choice, cats always prefer and are better at sneak attacks rather than head-on fights.

The disguise of "Blade of Fury" is very worthy of the identity of the chief of the Tiger Clan.

Even with the eyesight of "Jackal" Kanus, he knew that the Tiger King and dozens of tiger warriors were ambushing within a radius of several hundred meters, but looking around, there were mottled green, yellow and black everywhere.

, except for the big trees, shrubs, weeds, vines, fungus blankets, and the snakes, insects, rats and ants that live on them, there is not even a shadow of a big cat.

Even so, the Wolf King could clearly feel that the Tiger King's eyes were falling viciously on him.

He was warning himself: "Don't be nervous, it's foolproof. If something goes wrong, I'll skin you!"

"Jackal" Canus nodded slightly, pretending to be frightened.

At the same time, I smiled silently in my heart.

Indeed, it is foolproof.

Ever since that... weird dream, he has been carefully planning for today and the future for so many years, betting everything on himself and the Turan civilization. How could he fail? How could he fail!

The Lion King was not suspicious.

This can be seen from the fact that in the Lion King's exploration team, only three or five people at the head and tail wear totem armor.

You must know that although the totem armor is the ultimate individual equipment of the high-level orcs, it possesses unpredictable and tyrannical power.

But colonizing the totem armor also consumes a lot of resources - including the secret medicine extracted from the body of the totem beast, the physical energy and totem power consumed by the colonizer, and even the mental stability of the colonizer, etc.

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The totem armor is like a bloodthirsty demon sword, it will draw blood when it is unsheathed.

It is also like a man-eating beast. If it cannot eat others, it will eat its own master.

Even the orc warchiefs such as "Destruction Horn" and "Blade of Fury", with their bodies made of copper and iron, can't afford to wear totem armor day and night - who calls their totem armor better than others?

The higher the level, the more ferocious and the more "hungry"?

The Lion King would never have imagined that there was a hunting team that had arrived first and was waiting for him to fall into his trap.

There are evil puppets everywhere in the depths of the Holy Mountain, and they are very sensitive to the power of totems. Under normal circumstances, whether they can equip totem armor or not, they will choose to move forward lightly.

Besides, the exploration team cannot carry too many resources, and the Lion King has to spend a lot of resources on exploring the Holy Mountain Temple.

You are fully armed so early and have not even touched the door of the Holy Mountain Temple. You are almost exhausted. How can you meet the challenge of the oldest ancestor of the Turan civilization?

The peak combat power of both sides is almost the same.

The number of ambushers was several times that of the ambushed ones.

The ambushers have all been equipped with totem armor, while the ambushers are still ignorant.

The "Horn of Destruction" is left to the "Blade of Fury" to deal with.
Chapter completed!