Chapter 655： trap (2/2)
Although the style is somewhat problematic and does not look very reliable, Tyre is actually a relatively conservative group in the Kraken. She loves the oldest and most orthodox songs of the Kraken and is good at weaving the magic in these ancient times. In the songs, instead of other new generations of Krakens, I always delve into some weird magical songs.
The magic field stirred up and jumped between the towers of the crystal tower and the tower of the sentinel. The invisible magic multiplied by the deep shackles of time and space, and sent the songs containing information into the field of elements. Tyre sang softly, feeling the magic and The orderly rhythm of the elements, satisfying and sighing in the heart:
The gang of death heavy metal screamers... is always evil.
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The Plain of the Holy Spirit, the "Brave" commando, Hunter rides in his chariot, looking at the indescribable monster in the distance through the periscope, the faint blue light of the mental protection system shines on the gunner's cheek, quietly Enron .
He was a civilian from the old Cecil, one of the more than 800 refugees at the beginning of the reconstruction of Cecil.
He was a hunter before putting on a military uniform.
He still remembers that the piece next to the old Cecil allowed him to feed an old forest. He also remembered the fires and neighbors crying in the town when the distortions entered the territory. He remembered to cover the soldiers who had retreated. How did it fall, and remember that when the new camp was established, he cheered the survivors as he entered the mountain with the hunting team and brought back the first batch of meat.
As a civilian born in the country, he feels that he has experienced many things that people will never experience in his life. If these things can be written down, they may even have a book as thick.
The teacher at the evening school said a word - most of the civilians’ experiences in this era were filled with a blank sheet of paper, and the civilians of Cecil were lucky, they could write much more than the civilians elsewhere. .
Hinter didn't know if he had such a lot of experience, but he still remembers that when the new camp resisted the distorted attack for the first time, when the Duke of Cecil gave him a medal of honor, he felt I have never been happy in my life.
This kind of happiness inspires him, let him sign up when the Legion expands for the third time, let him learn new technology, let him come to this piece of scorched plain and become a member of the "Brave".
The glimmer of the mental protection system calms the hunter's heart, and in a wonderfully relaxing atmosphere, he again puts his eyes close to the periscope and looks at the distant target.
In fact, life has not changed. He has to do the same thing as before.
The hunter is here, the prey is over there, and the two are filled with patience and caution.
Although the prey is a little bigger, the hunter is no longer a bow or arrow.
Hant's hand was placed on the excitation device of the railgun. He had to fire the gun very carefully, be sure to be accurate, because there was only one shell on the car.
There was only one shell on the other cars around.
In fact, not only did they carry only one shell, but even the car members were reduced to only two people, a gunner and observer, and a driver and captain. This is the limit for the "Warhammer-i" tank to work. People - all in order to reduce weight as much as possible, improve the speed and handling of the chariot to improve the chances of survival after firing.
After all, for the monster, the ordinary tank gun does not have much effect except for the irritating effect.
At this moment, the car communication station made a striking flash, and the order from the superior was issued.
"start to act!"
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In the depths of the far endless sea, on the land named "Eurasia" by the Krakens, the huge elemental leap tower has been activated, and the energy of the dragon drives this advanced and sophisticated machine, allowing it to be layered. The stacked shell-like structure emits a glimmer of light, which makes the spherical device at the top of the tower rise into a dreamy ripple. In the sky above the tower, the amazing energy has converge into a vague vortex, stirring the clouds and rotating.
Thousands of sea monsters gather together in the square below the tower, neat and solemn, ready.
Even a lively and active sea monster will have a serious time.
On the high platform next to the square, the Queen of the Kraken, Petia, held the trident's scepter in front, and a deep-sea maid came to her side and bowed her head respectfully: "Your Majesty, Tyre has already sent coordinates, identifying the password: the tide ,feast."
The Siren Queen gently nodded: "Open the crack generator."
Under the control of the deepwater technician, the yaw tower made a wave of wonderful sounds. The illusory vortex over the tower instantly expanded and solidified. With the horrible energy fluctuations, the vortex unfolded into an inverted funnel, the entire square. It was also instantly enveloped by a layer of light curtain and completely isolated from the outside world.
In the middle of the Kraken in the square, General Vanessa raised the trident in his hand and gave an order:
"All attention - evaporation!!"
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