Big guy is always cool

Chapter 689
The sound of the guns was rumbling, and the pouring shells washed the ground like a rainstorm, plowing the night town over and over again.

The buildings in the town were turned into fly ash in the artillery fire, the kind that was really wiped out, and there was almost no residue left after being bombed, leaving only bomb craters everywhere.

One by one, one on top of another, there is no place for people to stay.

In fact, not to mention people, even tanks can't drive in.

However, this was already planned, so the tank groups were not in a panic.

They were heading towards Yese Town, and they were divided into two parts less than 300 meters away from Yese Town. They continued along the edge of Yese Town, and soon surrounded Yese Town.

After the tank group, there were armored combat vehicles, which formed the second encirclement line surrounding Yese Town, and after that came the infantry units.

With such a tight siege, even if there are demons who want to break through, they can only end up with hatred.

What's more, the player's firepower was so fierce that they bombed Yese Town over and over again, ten times before stopping.

After suffering such a severe beating, not to mention that few demons are still alive, even if they survive, how much strength do they have to fight?
The number of those demons who survived the shelling by chance was very small. When they staggered and staggered out of Night Town, trying to break through, they were immediately hit head-on by the armored group.

After a fight, none of these demons could rush to the player's position, and they all died on the way to the charge.

The demons that fell one by one and the night town that was blown into ruins behind them all showed the failure of the demons.

The Burning Legion, which once discolored Azeroth, was so vulnerable when they encountered the fourth natural disaster called players.

Although there are too many other reasons for this, it is an indisputable fact that the player won the Night Town with almost no injuries.

The results were brilliant, the battle plan was almost fully realized, but the players did not relax because of this.

Although according to the results displayed on the life scanner, there is no sign of life in Night Town, but the opponents are demons after all, and no one can guarantee that they have no means of evading the detection of the instrument.

Therefore, the players carefully searched in the ruins, guarding against possible fish that slipped through the net.

Facts have proved that this kind of caution is indeed necessary, because the players were attacked in several incidents within a short period of time in the ruins of Night Town.

However, this is not the most troublesome thing they encountered.

When the battle broke out in Nightshade Town, in the fortress in front of the Dark Gate at the southernmost end of the Dark Swamp, Malonos showed a smug grin.

The saboteur had a stern look on his face, making the demons below flustered, even the doomsday lord Kazak.

The failure of Draenor, the grievance of entering Azeroth with trepidation, these are the tastes that Malonos has never tasted for thousands of years.

As one of the Big Three of the Burning Legion, Malonos, who has been twisting and twisting the void for so many years, the kind who can stop a child crying at night with just a name, has never lived such a miserable life.

I've always been the only one who made others panic all the time. When will it be the other people's turn to make me like this?
Aggrieved and depressed, Malonos' mind was distorted, and his anxiety and restlessness overwhelmed his reason. The already tyrannical king of the abyss lord became even more tyrannical.

His moodiness made all the demons in the dark swamp terrified, and he was afraid to speak loudly at ordinary times, for fear of attracting Mannoroth's attention and being used as a punching bag by him.

Fortunately, such a day has entered the countdown as those mortals who call themselves players attack Nightshade Town.

In his heart, Kazak even rejoiced at the player's attack, because only this would divert Mannoroth's attention.

It's better to let the saboteur do harm to others than to take it out on us.

Thinking this way in his heart, Kazak also expressed it in action.When he saw Mannoroth smiling, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency, Destroyer, mortals have fallen into our trap, do you want to do it?"

Mannoroth snorted angrily, and reprimanded: "Do I need to order this kind of thing myself, idiot!"

Kazak, who was scolded, was furious in his heart, but he could only hold it in his heart, not daring to show any displeasure on his face, but he had to nod and bow, and replied respectfully: "I'll do it right away. "

Kazak, who had scolded Mannoroth a thousand times and ten thousand times in his heart, hoped to restore contact with the Legion so that he could ask Kil'jaeden for help.With the support of this fraudster, he dared to resist Mannoroth, because he would not have to worry about being beaten to death by the opponent.

As for the injury, Kazak didn't take it to heart at all.

He, the doomsday lord, has experienced thousands of battles, and has suffered more injuries than those who have cut people. Injuries are commonplace for him, and Kazak will not care as long as he is not dead.

In fact, if he died, he didn't have to care about it or not.

Wait, Mannoroth, while I settle accounts with you.

Kazak, who had already recorded Mannoroth in the small book, quickly let the vandals see what he wanted to see.

After searching in Night Town and finding that there are no living demons, players began to settle in a large number of them.

Don't look at Yese Town being bombed into ruins, players will not give up here, who made the geographical location here too important.

As long as you want to enter the dark swamp, if you don't want to play mountain climbing games for excitement, Night Town is the only way to go.

As long as it is blocked here, it will be difficult for the demons to come out of the dark swamp.

The layers of high mountains, the mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, will be the best barrier.

It was a blast to demolish the house before, but now it is exhausting to rebuild.

Under the protection of tanks, armored vehicles, and various technological weapons, tens of thousands of players began to rebuild Night City.

Just when they were working in full swing and turned Yese Town into a large construction site, pillars of fire suddenly erupted from the ground of Yese Town.

Each of those fire pillars has a diameter of five or six meters, and the height of the leap can reach 20 meters, and the high temperature it carries is enough to melt tempered iron.

Just imagine, what will happen when you are wrapped in such a pillar of fire ejected from your feet?
The result is just one word - gray.

The ashes that flew into ashes, the ashes that were burned to ashes.

When thousands of such pillars of fire suddenly erupted from the ground in Yese Town, thousands of players didn't even have time to scream, so they went back and counted down the seconds to be revived.

Many people don't even know how they died.

The pillars of fire did not end after they were sprayed out. They turned into fountains of flames after they reached their peaks, and clusters of flames scattered around, burning to death the players who had escaped.

In just three to two minutes, tens of thousands of players in Yese Town were killed and injured, and only 2 people on the edge of the town survived.

"Hahahaha!"

Mannoroth let out a smug laugh.

　There has been a lot of trouble recently, book friends, pay more attention, whether it is a boy or a girl, you must protect your children.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)