Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 138 Automatic Targeting and Guidance Bomber He Songling
He Songling looked at Taber next to him.

But Taber showed no abnormality on his face. He closed his eyes and said calmly, "Yes, this Dark Lord is not that simple. His greatest weapon does not come from his magic, nor the death weapon in his hand, but his ability to bewitch people."

"To deceive people?" He Songling became interested: "How do you say that?"

"He can easily see through people's desires, stir up their emotions with ease, and 'solve' the confusion in the hearts of those who depend on him in his own way. This gives him supreme prestige and absolute control in their group."

Taber's face seemed to be filled with memories: "He was a man who could easily make people's blood boil and draw a blueprint for a great cause. Under extreme enthusiasm, you would ignore the evil and tyranny in his plan, as if he was doing a great cause. This is the most terrifying thing about him. In a short period of time, his followers have swept across Europe."

"Well, it's the European Wugensheng." He Songling thought of a familiar person after hearing Taber's description. The only difference is that Wugensheng doesn't think about gathering the whole people every day to make a big terrorist incident. But the rest, especially the self-righteous and sophistry virtue of "saving" people, is too similar to Wugensheng.

Zhang Zhiwei hadn't met Wu Gensheng yet, and because it was too early, he didn't know much about what Wu Gensheng had done. He just tilted his head and asked Taber, "Why did the Dark Lord choose this method this time? What other conspiracy does he have?"

"No, I don't know. It's hard to say." Taber seemed to recall some painful memories. He pointed his wand at his throat and made a loud voice that shook the whole area: "Everyone listen, we must control the scope of the battle to the minimum and not affect innocent people!"

"What a pity, Taber. I didn't expect that you would become so petty after that incident." At this moment, a handsome man with blond hair standing upright and a crazy look on his face appeared at the end of the team.

There was nothing under his feet. He just slowly walked to a position where he could see Taber's face on the airship, and then stopped. With a sneer on his face, he raised his head and sneered: "Have you forgotten that this is the price you should pay for the greater good!"

"No price is worth paying, especially for human life and order." Taber's face turned pale, and he looked at the man below and said coldly: "Dark Lord, you will never be able to define your interests as great. I was wrong before, and I have admitted my mistake. I hope you will not persist in your wrongdoing."

"Incorrigible? Take a good look, who is the one who is incorrigible?" The Dark Lord laughed and glanced around. In mid-air, He Songling and the other two followed his gaze and saw that the official white wizards were being beaten by the black wizards.

Countless special effects lights flashed across the sky, screams and blood spurted out continuously, and broken arms and limbs were everywhere. Although this was just a battlefield with just over a thousand people, the level of tragedy was terrifying.

The one-sided tragedy of the White Wizards.

"What did you do!" Taber asked angrily.

"Don't ask, they cooperated with ordinary people." The White Wizard didn't know him, but He Songling knew him well. Aren't the weapons in the hands of these people hot weapons? "On the one hand, he shouted that he wanted to eliminate ordinary people, but on the other hand, he cooperated with the ambitious people among ordinary people. This Dark Lord is hypocritical."

"Hmph, I told you, this is the price I have to pay for the greater good." The Dark Lord snorted disdainfully, "I will teach those mortals their own place afterwards. I am just borrowing them temporarily. Be thankful, Taber. Today is just a test of my military training. In the future, I will sweep across Europe with that mortal. Before that, I will not kill all of you."

"Hey, stop bragging. I guess the guy you're working with has a mustache? His external declaration is, 'Let every household have milk and bread on the table', right?" He Songling's voice interrupted the Dark Lord's arrogant laughter.

"Who are you?" The Dark Lord stared at He Songling, as if he had just appeared out of thin air beside Taber.

"Don't worry about who I am. Get ready to mourn for your accomplices." He Songling used the same gesture as Taber, with his finger on his throat, and his loud voice spread across the battlefield: "White Wizard, retreat back and let them come."

"Do as he says!" Taber added. Although the group of white wizards didn't understand what he meant, they had absolute trust in Taber.

The black wizards had guns, grenades, and magic, so they had the upper hand, but in this era, automatic weapons had not yet been fully developed, and they could not stop the white wizards from leaving. Soon, all the white wizards had retreated back to the academy.

"Devil, remember this: don't be too arrogant." He Songling looked at the Dark Lord and laughed. He flipped his hand and summoned twelve mortars, which were suspended in the air, with the muzzles aimed at the black wizard below.

No matter how powerful He Songling's escape technique and Qi seal were, it was impossible for him to transport guns and cannons from the United States and China across the Atlantic Ocean or the Eurasian continent. Fortunately, Ismay's ability in his own country was also quite great.

"Fire!" He Songling threw two more cannons to Zhang Zhiwei. The two of them had a total of fourteen cannons, and they started a "mortar Gatling" tactic in the sky above Britain.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The roar of artillery fire was incessant, and the shortcomings of the aliens were revealed at this time.

There are too few people.

These cannons are basically useless on a large-scale battlefield, but there are only a few hundred dark wizards below. With fourteen mortars and Gatling guns bombarding them, what can they withstand?
Before long, the tragic one turned into a dark wizard.

"Boom!"

He Songling cosplayed a bomber with aiming and automatic tracking on the airship. After bombing for a while, he threw down the last two cannons that exploded due to overheating. When the smoke and dust cleared, there were almost no survivors of the group of black wizards.

At this time, the Dark Lord, who was suppressed by the artillery fire, stood out from behind the earth slope created by magic, his face covered in dust. He was covered in wounds, and even black smoke was coming out of his head. After just a few dozen minutes, he was no longer as handsome as when he first appeared.

"Taber, you! You are shameless!"

The Dark Lord's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Taber in the sky with bloodshot eyes.

This is Europe, and the stronger wizards all know a method called "Apparition", which allows them to move away instantly. Guns and cannons are not as threatening to them as they are to the foreigners in China. But the reason why none of these dark wizards moved away is because He Songling, who had been reading magic books for a long time in the library, asked Taber to set up an "anti-Apparition spell" in advance.

If you can't dodge, it will be difficult for anyone with skin to withstand the bombardment.

"Like you said, this is a necessary sacrifice for the greater good." This time it was Taber's turn to laugh.

(End of this chapter)