Devouring Evolution Begins with Hedgehogs

Gerson didn't realize what happened until he bumped his head against the wine jar beside him.

The wine jug didn't look as strong as Gerson's head, and it was instantly torn apart by his impact, and the cold wine poured over Gerson's head and face, which made him wake up.

The adjutant next to him was not so lucky.

When Gerson got up staggeringly, he just saw a part of the adjutant flying past him, and then sprinkled evenly on the ground with the other parts.

After staring at this thing for a long time, a thought slowly came to Gerson's alcohol-filled mind:
It's a hand!
A human hand, the kind not attached to the arm.

"Enemy attack!"

Gerson's miserable screams immediately resounded throughout the square, but in the next second it was overwhelmed by another magic crystal that happened to fall on his head.

After the explosion fireball flashed by, a foot flew out of the fireball, and happened to land next to the adjutant's severed hand.

"Phew! It's so spectacular!"

In the night sky, Hill was on Budley's back, and let out a somewhat exaggerated exclamation.

"Ha, it's all thanks to those 'beacons' ordered by Mrs. Pivot!" Budley also joked.

"I really didn't expect these people to still light such a bright bonfire in the middle of the night. It's almost like we're afraid that we won't see it blown up."

"But to be honest," Hill looked at the fireballs blooming one after another in awe.

"Although I have seen the power of this thing in the test field. But... Hey! Anyway, I will not dare to mess with that little girl again in the future!"

The "little girl" that Hill was talking about was naturally Damie who had been molested by him a lot before.

"That little girl, you mean Miss Damie?" Budley couldn't help turning his head to look at Hill on his back.

"Actually, don't look at the things she designed that are so... um... scary, she is quite cute in person."

"Hey! Why do you just turn your head around when you say it!" Hilton screamed in shock when Budley was frightened.

"It's scary to turn your head around in the middle of the night, you know that!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I forgot again. But it's time to get down to business."

Budley turned his head and looked at the ravaged tent below, and then ordered:

"Second group and third group, continue to drop bombs according to the original plan! Fourth group and fifth group, free bombing!"

Following Budley's order, the two teams of Olo fighters joined forces to grab two huge net bags and flew to the designated place, and then poured all the magic crystals in them down.

Another two teams of Olo fighters broke away from the main force, and after choosing a direction at random, they fell down along the way.

A new round of explosions immediately exploded in the canyon below, blowing up the canyon defenders again.

It wasn't until the end of the third round that a sparse shadow rose into the sky, heading straight for Budley and the others.

"Brother, I leave it to you!"

Budley shouted to the top of his head, and then led the soldiers of his team to swoop to the other side.

And above Budley's head, Brent, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, let out a roar, and led the soldiers of his team to dive down as well, bumping head-on into the group of griffins flying into the air!
These veteran soldiers who have been drinking and having fun for days have never seen such a scene!
Immediately, one by one screamed and howled, urging the disobedient griffins to dodge to the two sides, and the originally chaotic formation suddenly huddled together.

There were even a few griffin riders who collided directly and fell from midair.

Unexpectedly, Budley, who swooped down, let out another roar, and then he and the soldiers who followed him took out a strange tubular weapon.

"Tom", "Tom"

With a few muffled sounds, several large nets sprayed out from the pipe towards the griffins, and more than 30 griffin riders were wrapped into balls and fell down in one encounter!

Taking advantage of this gap, Budley and the soldiers swooped straight down from the group of griffins, and then took advantage of the updraft to make a sideways maneuver and swept back into the air, still above the griffins.

Next, these drunk Griffon riders began to wonder if they were dreaming.

What comes out of the tube is pretty darn varied.

There are javelins that can fly more than 100 meters and explode after being stabbed.

There are small balls that seem inconspicuous, but can explode into a mass of fragments in mid-air, and of course, there is also the kind of net bag that is difficult to break free once entangled.

The lances equipped by the Griffin Knights are like a joke in the face of such a battle, not to mention that most of the knights are not fully equipped.

All of a sudden, the griffin knights in the air were killed and fell down like autumn leaves. Among them, there were very few knights who could recover and fly before hitting the ground.

On the other hand, Budley and Hill, who raided various confidential departments as planned, encountered another situation that confused them very much.

Pivov's tents were also graded according to size and decoration, so Budley and Hill could easily find such important departments as the headquarters.

However, looking at the thick dust everywhere in the camp, if he could barely make out the scattered maps, Budley almost thought that he had gone the wrong way and came to the warehouse!

There are defenders in the watchtower and mage tower, but most of them are either sleeping with their heads covered, or have been frightened by the explosion that fell from the sky.

Budley and the others took down all the sentries without encountering any decent resistance, and captured a large number of remnants who were scared to death.

The battle in the air also quickly came to an end.

However, due to the height of the battle, most of the defeated knights became meatloaf on the ground, and only a few lucky ones survived.

The really fierce battle broke out in a place that no one expected: the logging camp.

The so-called logging camp is another camp organized by most of the "second-class fighters", that is, civilian fighters, under the order of Gerson.

These soldiers were not the first batch of 3000 troops sent to the Gods Weeping Canyon, but the second-line troops who came later to escort the luggage.

This group of second-line troops was supposed to take over from Gerson and others to guard the Gods Weeping Canyon, but Gerson sent these people to cut trees in the forest out of greed for merit.

Originally, in Gerson's plan, when the trees were almost cut down, these low-class people would be sent to use the wood to build themselves a decent house.

Now that the house has not been repaired, Gerson himself went into the ground first.

And this group of second-line troops did not spend their days and nights like Gerson's veteran soldiers. When they were attacked, they reacted immediately and formed a defensive line on the spot to resist.

Until Liu Ergou led the ground troops to wipe out the remnants of the camp, these second-line troops were still stubbornly resisting.