Shadow of the Beautiful World

The first wave of reckless hedging between the demon-like legion and the mechanical legion suffered heavy losses.

The sharp teeth and fangs they are proud of can at most leave ugly claw marks on the outer armor of the omnic, and the powerful acid breath can only melt the outer armor.

Even if the omnics are cut in half, they still have the power to continue fighting.

In addition, this is an ambush battle, just a face-to-face of the battle, and the demon-like army that flew out of the sonic boom channel was bombarded by anti-aircraft fire by one-tenth.

The air army led by mechanical dinosaur darts is like a sharp knife. In the frantic bombardment of pulse rays and vector torpedoes, the not dense front of the demon-like army is easily torn apart.

These guys swaggered out of the sonic boom channel, and were stunned by the head-on blows from the omnics.

They were made to suffer from the covering fire of the legion below, passively being beaten in the sky was not the right choice, and the demon-like modification obviously lacked long-range firepower.

They buzzed and fell to the ground in clusters, apparently intending to fight the omnics in close combat.

But this is wrong on top of wrong.

Under Lord Raven's gaze, those demons that fell to the ground were like stones thrown into the sea, being pushed gently by the tide, they were submerged without any waves.

The soul of the machine is unhappy!

Familiar, well-worn battle cries sounded from the great melee on the plain.

The mechanical warrior Gustav grasped the crazily spinning chainsword, like a wild beast, and led his own commando back and forth in the demon-like army.

He waved the ferocious weapon in his hand, laughed wildly and cut off the head of a demon-like body, and then kicked on the body of a four-armed demon-like body. The sword slashed into the skull.

It's like a felling machine felling a tree.

Amidst the teeth-stinging sound of bone tearing, stinky flesh and blood splashed everywhere like rain.

Around Gustav, the demons rolling like a black tide also had no fear.

These fear-eating monsters stretched out their claws, trying to pull the mechanical butcher to the ground and tear him apart.

But the berserk warriors don't let them have their way.

Amidst the sound of mechanical collisions, the rusty-looking third arm covered with blood and flesh sprang out from Gustav's back.

The jet port shaped like a serpent opened, and scorching blue plasma flames gushed out, igniting the few black fiends rushing in front of them.

Amidst Gustav's frenzied roar, he clasped the handle of the chainsword with both hands and swung the heavy weapon.

Without any rules, relying only on the endless power bursting out of the mechanical body, he slashed a bloody 360° roundabout cleave.

The crowded battlefield was emptied at this moment. On the battlefield where flames sprayed and sharp blades danced wildly, Gustav, a mechanical warrior in red assault armor, stood on a hillside where a group of demon-like corpses were piled up, laughing wildly.

The more intense the battle, the more he could feel the trembling in his heart.

Just like a drug addict.

But what he pursued was the exhilaration of freely releasing himself on the battlefield, that touch of twisted fanaticism.

The honor of dedicating oneself to one's faith.

Like a lighted candle, it burns itself, releases light, releases heat!

The more intense the battle to the death, the closer it is to the glory of the God of Mech.

At the moment of life and death, the light seems to be right in front of your eyes.

So close that you can touch it just by lifting the mechanical finger covered in flesh and blood

click

The chainsaw sword in the hand of this terrifying warrior like God's Chosen made a stop sound. It cut off too many bodies, and the mechanical connection was filled with flesh and blood, blocking the operation of the chainsaw.

This sudden trouble made Gustav's assault move a little bit, and then he fell into the predicament of being surrounded again.

kuang

Without fear, he raised the stopped epee in his hand and used it as a war hammer.

During a few swings, he smashed the heads of several bastards, but the mechanical squad that followed him in the charge was wiped out.

Indulging in the frenzy of war, he rushed too fast and too fiercely.

but that's okay

As a warrior of the God of Myriad Opportunities, the concept of death has already left him.

Isn't it just a body?

Give it up, give it up, after the war, he will get a stronger and more perfect

I will melt into the light!

Gustav laughed and clasped the neck of a demon-like creature. With the force of his arms, the monster was torn in half.

The scattered blood splashed on his torn robes and dripped on his metal skull like a baptism of flesh and blood.

boom

Under the crazily biting of countless demons, the warrior's left leg was broken by the corrosive liquid, and he fell to the ground, but he quickly stood up in a frantic punch.

He continued to fight on the spot in a half-kneeling posture.

Those demons lay on top of him, biting wildly like blood-sucking leeches, and he was drowned.

His punches became slower and heavier.

The outer armor was torn, sparks and arcs of light scurrying across his battered mechanical body.

This body can't stand it anymore.

Let me kill another one!

He roared, pushing the engine one last time.

In the final burst of strength, he held a demon-like head in his hand, and when the mechanical fingers closed, the solid skull was crushed with a crackling sound.

Witness me! Kill another one!

Gustav was overwhelmed by howling fiends.

It was like sinking into a black, winding swamp.

The rushing demons covered the light, leaving only a tumbling darkness in front of his eyes.

But he saw it.

that glory

right in front of you.

The Mechanical Shrine is Calling

The robot's cold, blood-stained and indifferent face curved into a maniacal smile, and his last remaining fingers were clasped on the special module around his waist.

last bomb

Keep it to yourself!

boom

The tumbling flames shot up into the sky.

At the moment when all the modules that could explode in the body were detonated together, hundreds of demons were engulfed by the dancing flames.

The flames were brilliant.

With the meaning of destruction and perish together.

And such flames will light up on the melee battlefield in the plain almost every minute and every second.

Like a lighthouse that lights up the night.

Like a fire that has started a prairie fire.

Called by the Mechanic Shrine, his soul returned to the temple behind the battlefield.

There are mechanical bodies stored there, and the mechanical priests who did not join the battlefield opened the shrine with special rituals, and sent the fanatical soul that was still eager to fight into another Horcrux.

I!

Back to the battlefield!

Ten minutes later, amidst the roaring roar and the cheers of the omnic warriors, Gustav, holding a saw chain sword, once again led his team intact.

Roaring, he rushed into the sea of ​​demons, and cut off the head of another demon.

As he said.

All he lost was his body

In the glory of the God of Myriad Opportunities, he will continue to fight until the soul of this data dies completely!

And for the entire Mechanicus, these demon-like legions that are arrogant enough to drown the world are just an appetizer before the Hell War begins.

The result of the first battle of the Armored Legion was satisfactory.

But that's just the beginning.

Whether they can persist until the end of the war under the constant attacks of demon-like armies far exceeding their own is the real challenge for the omnic legion commanded by the Scourge.

There are also battle damage ratios, as well as the combat effects of various weapons, the improvement of tactics, and so on.

These are all factors that need to be considered in this battle.

Before Merlin threw these robots from hell into the flames of hell war, he had to ensure that these robots could adapt to hell's war mode.

If they are lured into hell, lack command, only know how to overwhelm everything with numbers, and have no strategy at all, they can't do it

Then their existence would be meaningless.

I don't even feel sorry for the thought Merlin put into them.

Icarus and the two mechanical sages have gone down to the plains, and they will also join the battle as commanders, and at the same time collect war data to better improve the combat effectiveness of the omnic legion.

The battle loss ratio is acceptable.

Lord Raven hovered on the edge of the mechanical palace, looking at the ongoing war between the sky and the earth.

The backup body is consumed a bit fast.

He narrowed his eyes and said as if complaining:

Isn't this just playing games with krypton gold? As long as you charge enough money, you can always grind your opponent to death. It really is the most expensive game.

Mr. Merlin, a big guy is coming out!

Behind the maharaja, on the altar of the ultimate mother box, Steel Bone, who was still in touch with the mother box, shouted loudly:

It's very angry! It's very powerful. It's usurping the control of the mother box. I can't stand it anymore!

Then let it come.

Lord Raven turned around, still maintaining the posture with his hands behind his back, he said to Steel Bone with a little surprise in a leisurely posture:

I didn't let you trap it either

Let me just say, it's been so long, why hasn't the commander of the demon class appeared yet?

A slightly embarrassing smile appeared on the steel bone's flesh and machine fusion face.

As a hero who has just debuted without much experience, he just wants to do some trivial work, so he can help a little.

Under Merlin's instruction, Cyborg took a step back, and he pulled his consciousness away from the altar that was already burning like an erupting volcano.

At the moment when the blocked energy was freed, in the suppressed sonic boom channel, an inhuman roar sounded, and immediately after that, a huge figure strode out from the light curtain.

This is a human being.

The height is about 4-5 meters, and he wears a set of ferocious and savage battle armor, just like a beast in thick scale armor. The most peculiar thing is his battle helmet.

Shaped like a scaled beast with horns.

Just looking at the shape of the helmet decoration, it is easy to think of the dragon in the mythology.

And under the helmet, there is a pair of cruel and merciless eyes, and the cruel light that is as cold as the abyss is jumping.

Super pressure, this guy

He holds a long-handled battle ax in his hand, just as Queen Hippolyta described, it is an ax that splashes lava when it is swung, and there is no special aesthetic feeling.

It's like a mix of metal, stone and magma.

The moment he appeared in the wasteland, all the demons screamed in unison, as if they were blessed by some kind of berserk buff.

At the moment when Commander-in-Chief Heavenly Father appeared, the demons who had been pushed to the edge of the battlefield by the omnic legion unexpectedly erupted with stronger power and began to fight back.

Stupid guy!

The man didn't notice Merlin standing in front of him at all.

He didn't care about the environment of this hell, he just strode to the edge of the opened mechanical palace, he looked at the battlefield that fell into a disadvantage, his face was full of dissatisfaction.

He raised his battle ax high, and the low sound of metal clashing resounded through the wasteland, and he shouted:

Either win! Or die!

In the name of Darkseid, I order you

cough cough

A sudden cough interrupted the lord's impassioned battle declaration.

The heavenly father holding the big ax suddenly turned his head and looked behind him vigilantly, only then did he notice Raven Lord, the King of Vanity, who was in the state of Super Akalin.

A trace of coolness rose in the heart of this heavenly father.

This guy

when is it

I've always been here, you just didn't feel it.

Lord Raven heard his question, and he explained patiently and politely:

Well, my ability is a little special. I named this ability 'Battlefield Spectator', what do you think?

not so good!

After all, the comer is a irascible old man who is going all over the place. Since the failure 5000 years ago was sealed up to now, his heart is already full of unreasonable anger.

Although he was facing an unknown opponent, but he was born in the new protoss, but he was not afraid.

The guy grabbed the lava-splashing axe and slashed at Merlin.

The force brought by the sharp blade pressed against Merlin's body, causing his long black hair to swing around.

Snapped

The crisp finger snap sounded at this moment.

The world turned upside down and the world lost its voice.

The dimensional mirrored light burst out from Raven Lord's fingertips, enveloping him and the war lord in front of him in an instant.

This is a simulation of the entire wasteland area, just turned up and down, the original land becomes the sky, and the sky is located under the two people's feet like a bottomless abyss.

The lord was not caught off guard.

In fact, after the world was turned upside down, he was still standing firmly on the rolling ground.

Small tricks!

He picked up the battle ax disdainfully, and said to Merlin:

Is that all you have? Are you so afraid that your subordinates will see your failure?

No no no.

Merlin shook his head and raised his finger, the orange fire was burning in front of him.

He reached into it, grabbed something cold, and then slowly pulled it out.

Amidst the hissing of sharp blades, a one-handed long sword appeared in Lord Raven's hand.

He flipped his wrist, and danced the buzzing blade in the air a few sword flowers, then stretched out his hand and flicked the silver sharp blade, he said:

I just don't want this guy to be known too early

He raised the sharp blade, held it before his eyes, looked at his own face reflected on the blade, and said:

It's not very good, but weapons, it's all like this, thirsty for blood to calm the violence I need some blood for the sword, my friend, your blood looks very suitable.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself, I called it

Judas!

The war lord bared his teeth at Merlin, and he gripped his battle ax tightly, ready for a big battle.

But Merlin was not in a hurry to start the battle. On the contrary, under the gaze of the war lord, he raised his wrist and said to a purple mechanical bracelet on his wrist:

exist?

After this endless sentence, Merlin looked at the lord in front of him maliciously.

He said:

dinner time!