goddess of revolution

Chapter 625 This isn't art, it's brutal, shameless and unreasonable violence!
"No, despicableness is art. My belief is still not firm enough, and my soul is still soaked in by mediocrity."

The red light in the eye slits of the steel inverted triangle head became even brighter, and Atlas quickly woke up.

"Those chariots hit farther than the golem, run faster, the target is small and have considerable armor", he quickly turned his mind: "My golem has indeed exposed a lot of problems, if you give me some more time Let the little baron transform the kobold armor to be stronger and faster, entangle those chariots, and the golem will be able to play freely, unfortunately..."

"It's not impossible now, as long as they disturb their sight, disperse their targets, and close the distance to within one kilometer, they will be finished!"

He got up and ordered to the apprentice: "Notify the golem, don't care about the accuracy, throw stones!"

The apprentices sent orders to the golem captain through the communication magic device, and the golem no longer passively threw fireballs to fight back.The golems squatted down, inserted their steel palms into the ground, used the mud-to-stone technique to transform stones, and then threw stones weighing at least several hundred kilograms far away.

The stone flew two or three kilometers away, although it was too far away to be accurate, but a large cloud of smoke and dust was scattered, and soon the curtain of smoke and dust was drawn, making the battlefield chaotic and unclear.

"Yes, that's it, spread out and spread to the two wings." Atlas nodded his head, feeling that the battle situation had returned to the normal track.

I also have to thank the Baron Kobold for his inspiration. Not only did he install a magic booster on the golem, but he also solved the ammunition problem of the golem.

The golem originally had only one occupant, and it was used as an insurance instead of directly manipulating the golem.Now add three, one to give specific and clear instructions to the golem, one to use various magic devices to solve further or secondary threats, and the remaining one to ensure the self-healing of the outer obsidian armor, and at the same time use the slime Provides ammo to golems for stonework.

Throwing stones is the real skill to strengthen the war golem, and it is also the most powerful move.

Throwing stones is the innate ability of the Cyclops. It sounds primitive, but when the weight of the stones and the throwing distance are greatly increased, it becomes extremely terrifying.The Cyclops after golemization has brought this ability to the extreme.

Consider the formidable force of throwing tons of rock at the exact spot for a kilometer.

"The response is quite fast..."

On Kongzhi No. [-], Li Qi muttered, "Throwing stones is immoral."

Tina murmured, "Even if you don't hit the little pot friend, it's not good to hit the flowers and plants."

Fei Ni snorted unwillingly, why is this sharp ear so proficient! ?
"Although the spider car can be invisible, it's too dangerous once it's discovered. Let's use an airplane." Li Qi asked the combat staff: "Just send the golem's location information to each tank, can the transfer function do it?"

The staff officer replied: "Real-time refresh can't be done, but three-second refresh can be guaranteed!"

"Enough", Li Qi ordered: "Let the transfer plane descend to 5000 meters, and forward the Golem information of Air Finger No. 1 to each tank. Don't worry, the enemy has no air power that can threaten us now."

The communication transfer plane on standby rushed out of the clouds and descended to the sky above the battlefield. Red dots appeared on the screens of all the new tanks, showing their positions at three-second intervals.

"Can it only be refreshed in three seconds?"

On the ground, Yuskar commanded the crew to smash the head of another golem with one shot, and when he received the forwarded golem's location information, he complained dissatisfiedly: "It's still not as good as it was in Tegjaer Fortress." It would be convenient, when we were almost staring directly at the screen and shooting.”

The ground trembled, and another stone fell tens of meters ahead, kicking up grass clippings and dust all over the sky, blurring the vision.

"The smoke and dust just want to block our sight," Yuskar snorted, "It's so childish!"

He set his sights on another target: "Continue to the north, northeast, keep a distance from the outermost golem, and get rid of it first!"

The driver said: "The golem accelerated, the turtle leg didn't go that fast!"

"Then shoot on the spot! Mihir, come down with me to install the wheels!"

Yuskal decided to fix the track, after all, it was much faster to run on the track.It takes two people to change the wheels, even for large load wheels, it takes only a few minutes, and it takes even less time for small wheels.

The golem created a dust barrier between itself and the chariot, and the flying stone attack was not completely ineffective.A chariot was directly hit on the turret, the armor offset most of the force, the gun was smashed, but fortunately there were no casualties.Another chariot was smashed on the side of the car body. It flew into the air and did a sideways somersault three and a half times before falling to the ground and damaging people.

But at this time, more than a dozen golems were already paralyzed in the field, and the pitch-black slime corroded the vegetation and soil, and there were also several bloody and incomplete corpses soaked in it, which looked extremely hideous.

The golem stretched out towards the two wings under the cover of smoke and dust, trying to meet the chariot hand-to-hand.The impatient golem driver directly lifted tons of stones and threw them around, demonstrating the danger of being approached by the golem.

Relying on the eyes in the air and the "router" that relays information, each tank knows the movements of each golem. They rely on the information displayed on the screen to keep a sufficient distance from the golem and seize every opportunity to shoot.

When Yuskal's chariot put on its tracks and sped across the field, another golem fell under the muzzle of the nine-fold frostfire magic cannon, and he also rushed to the front right of the battlefield.

Brigadier Finn suddenly issued an order directly: "Uskal, you are only four kilometers away from the enemy's cavalry, and the flanking troops have insufficient firepower to stop them. You should block them there!"

The turtle-footed driver who was transferred to loader said leisurely: "The brigade commander must be afraid that our record will still overwhelm other people and prevent the newcomers from getting ahead, so he transferred us."

Yuscal frowned: "I haven't said that yet, why did you take the lead?"

Then he sighed: "To be honest, bullying this kind of blind monster is not very successful, but that guy is so rough and thick that he can't be put down until he hits the vital point. Let's stop at the same place and shoot the second and third shots. This is war. Is it? This is a shooting game! So..."

He pointed to the front: "Let's go get some enemies who can see us."

On one side of the field, the barrel of the gun roared, and there were constant clanging sounds of the magic steel core penetrating the shield or armor. Occasionally, high dust columns rose, some of which were stones thrown by golems, and some were smashed on the ground by golems.

Yuskal's chariot stopped in a shallow pit where two hills intersected. The torrent of cavalry composed of various monsters and chariots was only more than three kilometers away from him.

"many……"

Looking at these magical beasts and chariots similar to horse-drawn carriages, Yuskar smacked his lips: "We don't have enough shells."

The gunner asked naively, "Which one to shoot?"

Yuskal said angrily: "Which one should we fight? Hit the place with the most people!"

The magic cannon of the new tank pays more attention to the armor-piercing ability, and its surface damage ability is much worse than that of the quadruple-rate fireball cannon. However, if it is used properly, it is not impossible for the fireball cannon to do its job.

The magic cannons of the legion that retreated to the flanks kept bombarding, blasting pieces of fireworks mixed with mud and blood in this torrent of cavalry.I don't know what method Atlas used, but the cavalry still rushed forward fearlessly.If they rushed into the chariot group, the golem who was being beaten by the chariot would be released, and it is not known how the battle will develop.

Of course, Yuskar didn't think that the higher-ups would let him have a car crew to stop the enemy, but... how would you know it won't work if you don't try?
Although there is only one chariot and one cannon, it does not mean that there is no dream of having a chariot as a passerby.

The shell came out, wrapped in red and blue flames, and shot into the torrent of cavalry three kilometers away.It brushed past a person's shoulder first, the magic flame instantly scorched the upper half of the shoulder, and the magic cold froze the injured part.

The man subconsciously shook his arm, and with a movement of his body, his scorched and brittle shoulder cracked, and he flew away with his entire arm.

At this time, the cannonball penetrated the neck of a terrain dragon again, and the knight sitting on his back felt a hot and cold chest, and then the whistling wind passed from his chest to his back, and then there was nothing else.

The cannonball instantly penetrated more than a dozen people and mounts. The copper fragments attached to the core of the magic steel projectile finally failed to maintain the projectile body. When it penetrated another knight's thin mithril armor, it exploded several times. On the ten-meter-wide fan, blood splashed instantly like a musical fountain.

When the magic steel core was finally powerlessly inserted into the half of another knight's body, looking down from above, the scarlet traces thrown by the cannon in the crowd were like clenched fists and raised middle fingers.

The survivors near the blood-stained middle finger lingered, and some even turned their heads, which finally made the torrent of cavalry stagnate a bit.

The officers of the Supervising Team were restraining the troops, and another shell shot into the crowd. This time, the middle finger of flesh and blood was even more tragic. The magic steel core almost pierced through the side section of the entire team.

"whispering sound……"

Lying on the turret, looking at the several chariots that appeared on the left and right, Yuskar smacked his lips resentfully, his dream was shattered too quickly.

In the hall of the Holy Light Castle, Atlas also smacked his lips, but it was unbelievable.

It is reasonable for the cavalry on the left and the miscellaneous soldiers on the right to be blocked. When the golem on the central front stretches to the two wings, even if the figure is shrouded in chaotic smoke, every chariot of the opponent seems to be able to penetrate. The mysterious eyes of the mist saw clearly the position of each golem.

The chariot kept maneuvering, keeping a distance of two or three kilometers from the golem, and the golem was wounded and even knocked down with a single shot.

Up to now, the golem has fallen by almost one-third...

"The number of those chariots is about the same as that of golems. With the help of the Eye of Arcane, I can see the location of those chariots clearly, but I can't tell each golem how far those chariots are from him. Where are you going?"

"Now the situation is obvious. Those tanks know the positions of themselves, the enemy and the friendly forces very well. How do they do it?"

Atlas tapped his steel jaw with steel fingers, and the red light in the eye slits flickered faster.

The red light suddenly paused, and he strode out of the hall with big strides, looking at the sky in the distance.

The miscellaneous soldiers sent by Mirhos had already been driven away by the opponent's aircraft with propellers on their buttocks. Those aircraft were still circling in the sky, as if they were waiting for an opportunity, but also seemed to be guarding something.

Atlas extends his perception. As a legend, this is the minimum ability, but the sensing strength and distance are different.

Then he raised his gaze even higher. In the extreme distance, above ten thousand meters, there were one or two powerful beings.

"So that's how it is..."

Atlas suddenly realized that their legend was not used as a trump card to sit in the rear, but to serve as eyes and ears for the troops on the front line!

Although he didn't understand how the information was transmitted, Atlas still admired him very much. The Crimson Church... Oh, these people called Fei Gong are still remarkable in the art of war.

Otherwise, how can he be worthy of being his own opponent, worthy of the art of war he displayed?
He didn't return to the hall, and the sonorous voice still sounded in the hall: "Let the golems assemble and then fortify!"

Information communication and firepower range are not as good as the enemy, so if you disperse, you will be crushed by the enemy. It is better to gather together to build a strong front-line fortress, attracting the enemy like a chopping board, and then...

"What a show!"

Deducing the follow-up of the battle situation, Atlas couldn't help feeling that this is the art that is enough to make the gods happy.When the decisive force is on the table and the enemy's will collapses, the god's favor for him will surely reach its peak.

The golems retreated one by one, gathering at a speed no less than that of advancing, attracting the chariots to charge forward, causing them to fall seven or eight more during the assembly process.

Less than sixty golems gathered in a depression in the center of the wilderness. They raised their shields and stood shoulder to shoulder.This made the chasing chariot crews rejoice, isn't this a living target?

The next change made them dumbfounded. The magic circuit on the golem began to flicker, flowing as if connected as one. At the same time, the soil under the golem's feet began to churn and stir, spreading and climbing up the golem's legs as if alive.

Blue light flickered in the dirt, and thick obsidian walls rose up. In a moment, a small obsidian fortress fifteen to six meters high and nearly a hundred meters in diameter appeared in the wilderness.

The fort not only has thick obsidian walls, but also several adamantine shields to cover it. The arm of the golem resting on the wall has become a fixed magic cannon, still throwing fireballs around.There were more than a dozen golems throwing stones in the fortress, and a chariot rushed within two kilometers, and was greeted by several boulders at the same time, smashing the barrel and the turret into the air.

The chariot stopped two or three kilometers away and fired non-stop, but apart from occasionally damaging an arm, the other shells could only create spiderweb-like cracks on the obsidian wall, and the cracks gradually disappeared in the flickering blue light.

On Airfinger [-], Li Qi nodded: "Not a bad target..."

In the clouds in the distance, Catherine saw this small obsidian fortress through the gap in the clouds, and muttered: "Scum..."

"I can't wait to see his final cards," Li Qi said, "So, strike."

The words were also sent to Catherine, and the silver pupils lit up with excitement. The Witch of Destruction knocked on her helmet and ordered loudly: "Scumbag! Attack!"

The witch Sisi in the back seat said in astonishment: "Your Highness, don't omit it like this, it will be misunderstood!"

Catherine was expressionless: "My, scumbag, I understand everything, scumbag."

There is already a roar in the squadron channel...

"Did you hear that? Your Highness asked us to blow up the enemy to pieces!"

"Do a good job! Then our rank with His Highness can be promoted from scumbag to scumbag!"

"All teams pay attention to their targets! Also, pay attention to the new bomb delivery method, whoever wastes bombs will go to the slime farm to raise the wasted slime back!"

Twenty salmon fighter jets rushed out of the clouds, divided into several directions, and rushed towards their own battlefield.At least half of the fighters have heavy bombs hanging under their stomachs, making the fighters' maneuvers quite sluggish.As for the fighter plane escorted by Catherine's plane, the thing under the stomach is thicker and longer.

"Report preparation progress..."

Fortress of Holy Light, Atlas asked his apprentice, then nodded in satisfaction.

"That is……"

In the light curtain, he was a little surprised to see several aircrafts swooping down towards the obsidian fortress.

That kind of aircraft only has some magical machine guns, which can't even rub off the skin of the golem. What is it for?
Something was dropped, like a stubby metal pillar.

Wait a minute, it seems that this thing was mentioned in the Book of Trade Winds last night, and it was a discussion triggered by the mirage sent by Mirhos.At that time, he was busy overhauling his golem and didn't take a closer look, and Mirhoth must have made excuses for his failure, and everything he said was unbelievable.

The light curtain was suddenly engulfed by the white light, and the red light in the slits of his eyes became dim at that moment.

The white light shrank, but before the obsidian fortress could be revealed in its entirety, another piece of that thing was thrown down, and the white light once again engulfed the field of vision.

Another...

The fourth...

Atlas had to turn his face away, and did not look back at the light curtain until he confirmed that he would not continue. At this time, the ground under his feet was also shaking slightly.

At this moment, the red light in the slits of Atlas' eyes became as thick as real objects, as if it was about to burst out of the helmet.

"Fried...fried..."

A dry voice squeezed out of the helmet, and Atlas was so shocked that he couldn't speak a complete sentence for a while.

The obsidian fortress has been blown out of several huge deep pits. The fortress walls that were originally piled up with golems all fell on the edge of the deep pit, and most of them were buried in the soil.

Some of the golems were completely motionless. Looking at the dim magic power circuits on the surface, we could tell that the precision devices inside had been damaged. Some golems were still swinging their legs and arms, but their twisted or broken bodies, as well as the gushing black liquid, Sentenced death to these golems.

Not all the golems were finished. More than a dozen golems broke free from the mud and crawled with their knees and arms, but except for a few that stood up wobbly, the others could only perform circuses such as bear rolling, The occupants jumped out of the golem one after another, and were crushed into the soil by the out-of-control golem.

"bomb……"

Atlas finally remembered what was the word that appeared the most in the Book of Trade Winds last night.

The fifth and sixth tremors came. It was the movement of the left and right wings. Atlas knew it without looking. The cavalry on the left and the infantry on the right must have collapsed.

In fact, he felt that he was standing in front of the abyss called collapse, and the great panic and despair strangled his throat at this moment, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"No...it's not like that..."

Atlas shivered for a while, and finally called out: "This is not... art!"

It wasn't an attack from a legend, let alone a forbidden curse, how could such a small iron lump have such great power! ?

He heard himself shouting in a distorted voice: "This is... shameless, barbaric, unreasonable violence!"

He also heard some other sounds, and raised his head subconsciously.

Several aircraft of that kind were swooping down towards the Fort of Holy Light. The leading one swayed, and a small iron lump fell from its stomach, piercing through the protective barrier, and falling towards the top of its head with a howl.

(End of this chapter)