Chapter 3508: The Enemy of Iron Fist (75) Please God (2/2)

Of course, the body of a mortal cannot bear the power of the **** of fist for too long. After the fierce battle, even if it does not die, it will cut off the meridian and become a useless person.

But for the priest of the Fist Temple who regards serving the Fist God as the only meaning of life, even if the power of the Fist God can only stay in his body for a second, it is a supreme glory.

They don't care about any side effects.

Even if it turns out that flesh and blood are flying in the air, they are all happy.

Now, hundreds of high-ranking priests of the Fist Temple are praying wholeheartedly to the gods, asking the gods to give them invincible strength.

Andre had never believed in the existence of Fist God.

Well, even if the **** of fist really exists, in front of the rising sun like the **** of machinery and steam, it will be the end of the battle, and the day will be thin.

Such a belief, in the face of the cruel reality, was shattered and faltered.

Dozens of high-ranking priests, who were blessed by the power of the **** of fist and turned into ”fight **** clone”, rushed down from the altar.

Each boxing **** clone is a humanoid war machine that is by no means inferior to the steam cannon.

With their bare hands and unparalleled fighting spirit, they can forcefully stop the steaming projectiles.

Opening the mouth of the blood basin, with a thunderous roar, the flaming kerosene can be turned back, instead, the steam army can be burned.

Gus was even dumbfounded to see that a boxer avatar swooped in front of a giant steam cannon that was several tens of meters high. He even screamed, his arms stuck tightly on the track under the giant steam cannon, and then, suddenly Power, vindictiveness surging like waves, abruptly overturned this self-propelled giant steam cannon.

The giant steam cannons several stories high rolled like rocks falling off a cliff.

Countless steam troops were unable to dodge and were crushed into meat sauce and blood foam.

Such a horrifying scene, compared to directly blasting the giant steam cannon with a punch, it will hit the morale of the steam army ten times more.

Of course, the high-ranking priests unscrupulously displayed power that surpassed humans, and there was a price to pay.

Many high-ranking priests blasted out the magic of the thunderbolt and killed hundreds of steam troops in one breath, often burning themselves, or directly turning into a cloud of blood.

This is the result of the power exceeding the limit and the data collapsing.

But above the Fist God Altar, there are still many high-ranking priests who pray sincerely, while the steam army has fewer and fewer cannons that are enough to make a final decision.

The morale of the two sides is showing a trend of ebb and flow, and the victorious scales are gradually dumping on the side of the iron fist army-more and more iron fist army are called by the true god, as if they are not afraid of pain, and are injected like high priests. With a brand new power, on the side of the Steam Army, the mobs gathered in a hurry, after witnessing the supreme power of Fist God, all gave up their ridiculous beliefs, screamed and ran away with their heads in their arms, and fled in all directions.