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Chapter 171 Release
The roar of steam roared, and the camouflaged steam tank really showed its hideousness at this moment. The camouflage cloth was dragged away, revealing the metal components inside.

At night, the front of the steam tank seemed to emit hot red light from all the gaps, and huge white air rose into the sky. At this moment, the whole tank seemed to be expanding and moving forward in the red light and steam.

The temperature inside the car started to rise in an instant, climbing from severe winter to midsummer visibly with the naked eye. Redhead and his companions carried the shells into the barrel together.

"One or two up—"

"Reloading complete."

"Turret turned fifteen degrees."

"Turn fifteen degrees!"

The atmosphere in the entire crew was extremely tense. When the others turned the turret, the driver had already taken off his shirt and went into battle shirtless.

"Chew, blah, blah, blah"

The tank squeezes the soil, pushes away the vegetation, crushes dead branches and leaves and small trees, and emerges from the forest, bringing a powerful sense of oppression.

The cathedral train was approaching from afar, and the driver had already seen the accident train in the flames and thick smoke ahead, and began to pull the whistle frantically.

"Beep-beep-"

The Bishop of the Holy Church at the back also sensed the aftermath of the magic power ahead. Someone immediately poked his head out and looked forward. When he saw the accident train clearly, he also noticed the appearance of the steam tank.

"Hiss—oh, Holy Light, what's that?"

Some clerics living in Dirga had never seen this steam monster at all, and a bishop had already widened his eyes, and the moment the tank's muzzle turned, his heart palpitations rose rapidly.

Even with power beyond mortals, powerful weapons of war can still bring great oppression.

"That's Basman's steam tank, quickly activate the magic array—quick"

The redhead was also roaring at this moment.

"Aiming finished, fire—"

In an instant, the terrifying muzzle of the tank's main gun lit up with a scorching light.

"boom--"

The cannonball dragged a several-meter-long flame out of the chamber, and the distance of several hundred meters was reached in an instant. The driver in the train cockpit had only time to raise his hand to cover it, and the cannonball had already hit the front of the car.

"Boom—"

With a violent impact and explosion, the steam oven of the train was torn apart, and the rising flames once again illuminated the night.

The carriages were squeezed together one by one, began to fall off and roll over, and were even ignited.

Everyone in the rear compartment was affected by the huge inertia, some were directly thrown out of the car body, some directly hit the front of the car, and some were crushed to death.

"Hahahahaha, well done—"

When he saw the steam tank hit the train, the employer let out a burst of laughter, but his smile soon subsided, because two strong holy lights rose from the rear train, which indicated that there were at least two bishops or above people.

"Be careful, he is Sylvan, he stole the black gold magic flute—"

The surviving bishop shouted frantically in front, but he had already hid in the forest.

The two bishops over there were separated, one left and one right.

"Fix the steam tank first, don't let it hit the guard's compartment—"

Bundy and a few priests were thrown to pieces in the guard compartment. The meeting had not yet fully recovered. He looked up at the cage. Gormos was also thrown badly, but he seemed to be fine. .

"We are under attack, quickly activate the magic array!"

"Are we ambushed by Basman troops?"

"impossible!"

There was some panic at the scene, but Golmos had already sat up. Although he couldn't see the outside, he could hear the mechanical roar of the steam tank.

Steam tanks, the main force of the northern front in the last war in Dirga faced this kind of monster, right?Compared with the power of the tank, the psychological pressure is the greatest.

"Da da da da da."

The machine gun on the steam tank began to fire, and the bishop reached forward. The holy power seemed to be a curved shield to block the bullets, but he couldn't keep up the firepower. He would move quickly, and it was difficult for the machine gun to hit him.

Even though he has never really faced a steam tank, as a transcendent, the bishop of the Holy Church has the confidence to know that the operators inside the tank are just ordinary people. To ordinary people, the tank is a turtle shell, but to the transcendent, the tank has a high attack strength.

"Da da da da da da." "Bang, bang, bang"

Suddenly there was a gunshot in the woods on one side, forcing the bishop to change his position and jump onto a tree in the forest, speaking the truth.

"In the name of the Holy Light, deprive—"

"breathe!"

Deprivation of breathing, at this moment, all the malicious existences within a kilometer of the bishop's body were deprived of the ability to breathe.

The power of this type of mantra may be difficult to have a great influence on extraordinary people, but it is a terrifying power for ordinary people, with a wide range and difficult to prevent. It depends entirely on the strength of the caster's holy power and the target's own will.

But at least a dozen guns were aimed at the top of the forest and fired everywhere, but it was very annoying that the bishop could not be hurt, and it also surprised the bishop. These people should not be able to breathe now, but the marksmanship is still very stable, without any fluctuations.

Absolutely elite soldiers, the tanks are still far away, and all the people in the nearby forest can't breathe, but it's like holding their breath, everyone can hold on for a while, and they will continue to fight until the pain becomes unbearable.

The battle between the extraordinary on the other side has also begun. Two bishops faced Sylvan. The latter stretched out his hand and rushed towards the forest with a transparent silk thread. A bishop followed closely, surrounded by several A water flow circle, this is an astonishing amount of holy water, which can greatly increase the holy power.

The prayer in the other bishop's mouth was also over, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the forest, and he was always locked on Sylvan, who was moving at high speed.

"Judgment of the Holy Light."

Sylvan, a radiance appeared above his head, and a strong light appeared instantly, like a sharp sword piercing from top to bottom.

"Confinement!"

The bishop in the rear cast the holy power at this moment, and the holy water instantly turned into chains of milky white light, which shot out to all sides in an instant, stirring and blocking Sylvan's body in an instant, and at least seven or eight big trees fell under the stirring of the chains.

Sylvan kept waving one hand, countless pre-arranged transparent silk threads around the body to resist the chains, turned the magic flute in his hand, and directly aimed the top of the flute at the light of judgment above.

"Boom~"

A dazzling light lit up in the forest.

In the steam tank, the flushed red hair and his companions finished reloading again, but he knew that the main gun might be able to threaten that kind of inhuman guy, but it was difficult to shoot him, so he only fine-tuned the muzzle , and immediately fired.

"boom--"

The steam tank roared again, and the shells shot directly at the section of the car that was already lighted up with light. This target was very conspicuous in the dark night.

At the closed compartment, the magic array had just been opened, and Bondi and the others had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then they seemed to be directly hit by thunder.

"Boom—"

The shells couldn't penetrate this carriage, and the powerful kinetic energy couldn't be released. The terrifying energy actually lifted the entire carriage off the ground and rolled over.

Ping ping pong pong rumbling, the car was spinning, and then it rolled out of the cliff on this side of the lake. With a "thump", the car rolled into the Blue Moon Lake.

"Gollon, Gollon, Gollon."

Blue Moon Lake is a deep-water lake, and although the water surface on this side is only a small cliff mouth with a height of seven or eight meters, the water depth is more than [-] meters.

Obviously, the magic array is not really all-pervasive, it can block shells and even magic attacks, but it can't stop the all-pervasive water flow. First, there are small streams constantly invading, and then the water seems to break through the weakness of the magic array and start to tear it. It's getting fiercer.

Several priests were still in a daze, but they were immediately hit by a huge amount of water on the car body.

Gormos was still sealed in the cage. Although the carriage was breached, there was not a drop of water in the cage. He watched several priests struggling constantly.

"Even if you surpass ordinary people, you are still so vulnerable in front of the real mighty power!"

The bishop on the other side had already dealt with the gunmen in the forest and stood on top of the steam tank, but the situation in the carriage affected his mind.

"Not good, compartment!"

Looking left and right, there was no one to rescue him, so he could only shoot a streak of holy power into the tank and rush to the lake in the distance.

At this moment, the sound of the flute sounded in the forest. The sound fluctuated up and down, as if it affected people's minds, and it also made the bishop very uneasy.

In the compartment that was continuously poured with water, Gormos had already stood up, clinging to the metal railing of the cage.

"Priest, unseal the cage, and I will take you away, or we will all die!"

When Gormos spoke, the carriage was completely filled, but the impact of the water flow made it impossible for the priests to breathe any air.

Several priests couldn't answer at this moment. The water pressure had squeezed the door until it deformed. Although the magic array couldn't stop the water, there was still some power remaining. Their bodies that were getting more and more suffocated It is becoming weaker and weaker, and it is impossible to open the compartment at all.

"Alas."

A large amount of air bubbles came out of a priest's mouth, and then he rushed to the edge of the cage, and the other two priests, including Bundy, also swam over at this moment.

The sound of the magic flute in the forest became louder and louder, disturbing the minds of the two bishops. They lost their target, as if Sylvan had merged into the sound of the flute and turned into a ghost in the forest.

"Is that flute a sacred object?"

"No, but it surpasses the general fifth category and is about to be sent to the Holy Mountain for research."

"I don't know what's going on outside." "Let's take care of ourselves first!"

Of course, Sylvan did not disappear. He seemed to be wandering along with the sound of the flute at the moment, feeling like he was walking through the water. He looked at the two bishops vaguely, and could even see the holy power flowing on them.

It's just that at a certain moment, the two bishops and Sylvan seemed to feel some kind of change.

At this moment, the strange moon Moslib has blocked the glorious moon, and the starlight at night begins to dim, and a kind of darkness is condensing in the sky.

The bishop rushed to the lake, and he looked in the direction where the car fell. Apart from countless bubbles, he could see a thick dark shadow spreading underwater.

(End of this chapter)