Fantasia of the Sky
Chapter 1690 The method of defeating 1
Chapter 1690 The method of defeating 1
"Huanmeng... Huanmeng!" Phil flew towards Huanmeng in a hurry, "What's the matter, how are you? Did she hurt you? I saw the magic circle unfold from behind you...she is treating you What have you done?"
"Huanmeng... is fine." Huanmeng's eyes were a little dull, "I just feel... is she really an existence that can be defeated?"
"...I believe in Huanmeng, so it can be done." Phil nodded vigorously, "I'm so stupid that I can't think of any solution, but... as long as Huanmeng asks, I will do it no matter what!"
"Didn't Huan Meng ask you not to do it rashly..." Huan Meng turned his head aside, "What if I hurt you again..."
"...I'm sorry." Phil straightened Huanmeng's body, "I'm afraid she will be bad for you."
"Speaking of which, she didn't do anything to you, did she?" Huanmeng looked at Phil again, "She blew you away so far..."
"It seems that... I didn't do anything to my body." Phil patted his chest, abdomen, thighs, and arms lightly: "There is nothing abnormal, and Yanfeng's work is still normal; but just now As soon as I want to fly towards you, there will be a strong wind blowing me back... The more I use the flame wind, the stronger the wind will be, it's really frightening! When Disteril disappeared, That wind just stopped!"
"...Is that so." Huanmeng tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, "It's okay... just fine."
"Okay, Huanmeng, let's go back to the basement to see how Hanjiang and Night Breeze are doing." Phil said, "Should we discuss the next move?"
"Well, it's true." Huameng knew that no matter how much she grieved here, she couldn't defeat Disteril.She took one last look in the direction of the enemy—the molten steel had apparently cooled down, no longer glowing blood-red; White in places, black in places where there was paint, the whole looked like a pile of bones scattered around the city that had begun to decay.
Just as Disterrell said, she left those people with a certain amount of troops to defend the country - about one-sixth or seventy-seventh; the remaining chariots and artillery are in a little confusion Withdrew back—even if such a thing happened, even a fool would know that he couldn't continue fighting.
What's more, for them, the mission of this battle was almost accomplished: the five airships in Cliff City were completely destroyed.
For Falcon Country, this is like cutting off a person's left arm, a loss serious enough to shake the country.
Does Cliff City still have defensive value?
...What will happen to General Forrell?
... How many residents of Cliff City are still alive?
Even if Disteril came sooner!It can also save the residents of Cliff City...!
... No, this seems to be within the scope of her calculations.
Why, did she have to kill so many people?
Amidst a series of questions, Huameng and Phil returned to the basement together.
The projection on the wall is still showing the situation outside to the three people in the basement.
Although the enemy had been repulsed, General Forrell's face was still pale.He was like a poor statue—kneeling in front of the wall in an almost twisted posture, motionless.
Yeah, after all...
(End of this chapter)
"Huanmeng... Huanmeng!" Phil flew towards Huanmeng in a hurry, "What's the matter, how are you? Did she hurt you? I saw the magic circle unfold from behind you...she is treating you What have you done?"
"Huanmeng... is fine." Huanmeng's eyes were a little dull, "I just feel... is she really an existence that can be defeated?"
"...I believe in Huanmeng, so it can be done." Phil nodded vigorously, "I'm so stupid that I can't think of any solution, but... as long as Huanmeng asks, I will do it no matter what!"
"Didn't Huan Meng ask you not to do it rashly..." Huan Meng turned his head aside, "What if I hurt you again..."
"...I'm sorry." Phil straightened Huanmeng's body, "I'm afraid she will be bad for you."
"Speaking of which, she didn't do anything to you, did she?" Huanmeng looked at Phil again, "She blew you away so far..."
"It seems that... I didn't do anything to my body." Phil patted his chest, abdomen, thighs, and arms lightly: "There is nothing abnormal, and Yanfeng's work is still normal; but just now As soon as I want to fly towards you, there will be a strong wind blowing me back... The more I use the flame wind, the stronger the wind will be, it's really frightening! When Disteril disappeared, That wind just stopped!"
"...Is that so." Huanmeng tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, "It's okay... just fine."
"Okay, Huanmeng, let's go back to the basement to see how Hanjiang and Night Breeze are doing." Phil said, "Should we discuss the next move?"
"Well, it's true." Huameng knew that no matter how much she grieved here, she couldn't defeat Disteril.She took one last look in the direction of the enemy—the molten steel had apparently cooled down, no longer glowing blood-red; White in places, black in places where there was paint, the whole looked like a pile of bones scattered around the city that had begun to decay.
Just as Disterrell said, she left those people with a certain amount of troops to defend the country - about one-sixth or seventy-seventh; the remaining chariots and artillery are in a little confusion Withdrew back—even if such a thing happened, even a fool would know that he couldn't continue fighting.
What's more, for them, the mission of this battle was almost accomplished: the five airships in Cliff City were completely destroyed.
For Falcon Country, this is like cutting off a person's left arm, a loss serious enough to shake the country.
Does Cliff City still have defensive value?
...What will happen to General Forrell?
... How many residents of Cliff City are still alive?
Even if Disteril came sooner!It can also save the residents of Cliff City...!
... No, this seems to be within the scope of her calculations.
Why, did she have to kill so many people?
Amidst a series of questions, Huameng and Phil returned to the basement together.
The projection on the wall is still showing the situation outside to the three people in the basement.
Although the enemy had been repulsed, General Forrell's face was still pale.He was like a poor statue—kneeling in front of the wall in an almost twisted posture, motionless.
Yeah, after all...
(End of this chapter)
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