Chapter 3372: Han Te Chuan (34) Death Squad (2/2)

Not to mention the inherent ”dragon breath” of the dragon clan. It seems as if an invisible flame lingers around. Just a moment ago, the impolite exterminator would be involuntarily frightened, and his legs would tremble. Clenching the weapon, Natasha and others cut his head away.

In this way, this small team inserted from the weakest part of the Prison Slayer's army, and instantly killed the Prison Slayer.

The Allied Forces of the Six Nations also discovered their existence. Although they did not know their origin, they also saw that they were standing on their side with a clear-cut stand. Suddenly, their military spirit was greatly boosted and the offensive was in full swing.

The commander of the Prison Demon was not a mediocre person, and soon discovered the reason for the wavering of the army.

Countless blue-faced fangs, weirdly-shaped prison-slayers, dressed in weird armors that ”whoop” steaming, yelled at the girls, desperately plugging the loopholes.

The artillery has accelerated the speed of cleaning and filling, and is about to open fire for the second time.

Natasha, the head of the female mercenary, Hera, the dragon girl, and others are in a bitter battle.

The bravest Natasha had already hit several arrows, and her thick leather armor was densely covered with black arrow feathers, which made her look like a weird hedgehog, but she couldn't laugh at it.

Vera, a young girl from the elven tribe, constantly releases healing and blessing techniques, spreading a circle of milky white halo outwards, helping Natasha and others maintain combat effectiveness, but her face is pale and crumbling from exhaustion.

Princess Axia was hot-headed and anxious, and she wanted to desperately rush to help Elf Vera and release the healing technique together, but Teresa grabbed her.

”Danger, don't go up!”

Teresa didn't want the best friend she had finally gotten to die like this, or she should just stay at the end, it's safer.

”But, Natasha, Hera, and Vera, they need us!”

Princess Axia increased her tone and said anxiously, ”Master Black Jack, we need us even more!”

”Yes, he does need us to distract the enemy from him. We have already accomplished this task well.”

Teresa snorted upward, ”Next, we should take good care of ourselves for the sake of Master Black Jack, right?”

”Hey?”

Princess Axia looked in the direction of Teresanu's mouth and found that Black Jack had somehow crawled along the pipe to the highest point of the dome.

On the dome around Qianmen Mountain, like the aerial roots of a giant banyan tree, there are many things like vines or intestines hanging down, fluttering and swaying in the wind.

I don't know whether it is a broken rubber pipe or a proliferation and variant of humus.

Black Jack clung to these hanging ”vines” and slowly smashed towards the prison-killing giant cannon.

In fact, many demons are fighting in mid-air.

Some demons have double wings, some demons ride griffins, and some demons even carry high-pressure jet devices or propellers on their backs.

But Black Jack is on top of their heads, temporarily in a visual blind spot!