Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The shrill hissing sound was incessant, and the pure psychic shock blasted into the blood pool.

Bloody Mary let out a cry of pain, and the bursting blood wave turned into the resentment of the dead and devoured the main body. Numerous hands of the dead came out of the river of blood, tearing at the perpetrators who were struggling to resist.

The banshee who manipulates a huge amount of evil blood and is born from a terrifying legend is one of the most powerful fighting forces at the British Round Table. Her blood pool can build barriers, transport troops, protect soldiers, and drain the blood of the enemy, killing them. Drag into eternal darkness to increase your power.

Fighting stronger, tireless, and endless, this is the most terrifying nightmare.

-However, it is a pity that in the countless years she has been making waves, no enemy has ever attacked her with the psychic shock technique based on Heragus psychology.

So she didn't have any idea and measures to prevent it at all.

The turbulent blood pool kept exploding, and Bloody Mary's shrill screams ripped through the night, but no one came to relieve her pain, no one came to rescue her from her death, because the scale of victory had already tipped.

The explosion of heavy artillery and rockets shone in the sky, huge war machines danced heroically in the sky, and the vector engine nozzles behind the wings adjusted the angle, propelling Horus to turn left and right, strafing back and forth, and the shoulder cannons that sprayed light swept the deck. Like raindrops pouring down the hull, Horus sprayed with force, and the power axe of the enchanted holy severing evil was unstoppable, and slashed towards the dead boat that flew through the void!

The ghost crew members were killed, and Horus swung his axe, slashing from the bow to the middle, and the first mate was cut into nothingness with an axe, and the backhand deformed the hot melt cannon, and shot violently towards the main mast.

Amidst the loud noise, the hard and strangely textured mainmast could not resist the bombardment of enchanted energy. It snapped from it, and collapsed suddenly. The Horus battle axe swept across, pushing back the furious undead, and the engine spewed up into the sky, high above the sky. Reflexively charge down, with a strong impact, chop out the giant axe!

In a series of thunderous sounds that shook the sky, the steel giant broke through the deck of the death boat, cut off the keel, and rushed out from the bottom of the boat. Horus deformed and flew around, and the two-handed artillery fired one after another, tearing the main body of the death boat from its weak point. , planks, masts, keels—everything!

"I'm going to tear down your broken ship alive!"

Horus, who charged again, smashed through the stern watchtower, and his roar echoed with the steel-like killing intent and anger of the warriors: "Despicable thief! Hypocritical liar! Disrespectful bastard! Slutty slut!"

The ship of the dead that crossed the void kept losing its power source and fell powerlessly to the ground, and the extraordinary cavalry war also came to an end, the hunter Hearn panicked under the shooting of the bang gun and the hunting of the greenskins, and was finally cut upside down. The dump truck hit him head-on.

In the process of flying in the air, it was stabbed with a machete by the warlord who jumped up in the air, and then was shot in a short burst by the accessory of the machete, the Type 89 heavy machine gun. This was originally a very green-skin thing. In the hands of Green Leather, everything from the gun chamber to the charge has been altered by magic, how powerful is it.

The victorious warlord roared into the sky with the deer helmet.

The master died, the Wild Hunts scattered in a hurry, and as the absolute leader of the Greenskin Yang Gun Team, who was the first to follow the big tech tyrant, he stood on the high dump truck, facing him with strength and might. The younger brothers issued the pursuit order and the corresponding tactical process layout.

"Boys!"

Slash the sky-high machete, pointing in the direction where the enemies are fleeing.

"Catch up! Kill them all! Come back!"

The greenskins howled and twisted the accelerator, swooping in the direction the enemy was fleeing.

"The situation on the battlefield has become clear. Our side is in control of the situation and we are clearing the remaining enemies."

Querion keeps an eye on every theater of operations.

After defeating the enemy with superior forces and special offensive means, each combat team immediately threw in support for allied troops—in terms of numbers and even overall combat strength, their own side did not have an advantage, but the art of war was to constantly create local advantages. This is what he just did.

"A military exercise with a slightly higher intensity."

Querion secretly characterizes the area battle.

He looked at the collapsed giant in the distance, and the hunter team that killed the big guy turned to besiege the black dog demon. The huge black dog dragged by the two druids had no advantage.

First, it was resisted by the champion charge from two directions by four heavy shield guards. The hand of Vassaran raised from the ground clamped its mouth and tail, and the two guards activated the earth rune of the Wild Lion Warhammer. Charged for ten meters to store energy, jumped high, and smashed the giant hammer with both hands from the sky, hitting the black dog demon's waist heavily.

The two beastly druikas took the time to launch their ultimate move when the black dog demon was in the most pain and was powerless to resist.

The bear man bites, breaks his neck and splits his throat.

The werewolf digs its anus, and death grips it.

The primary factor that determines victory or defeat is not equipment and individual combat power, but rich experience, exquisite coordination, and well-honed combat art.

In terms of combat power on paper, the elf sergeants who hunted giants and dog demons together could not defeat the strange and powerful enemy, but in a flash, the strong enemy was destroyed and died.

"What a strange enemy...so powerful and yet so fragile."

Querion's eyes flickered.

They have been training for a long time in that mysterious and silent world, and today they finally carried out a combat mission. The enemy and the battlefield were unimaginable. The elf looked up at the sky. Tianxingchen, but Querion's intuition told himself...

—This is another planet, another world.

Your Highness Kant... You are not really from Aurora.

This huge discovery is of extraordinary significance.

But if you think about it, it doesn't seem to have any special significance.

- The destructive power of the forbidden spell falling from the sky, the towering fire column rising in the night sky, the aurora that has not dissipated for a long time in the sky, and the power armor on his body, all of which seem to be the words of His Royal Highness Kant.

He said, you want a hammer, there is a Dior.

After a moment of silence, the elf shook his head and laughed. This is not a topic he needs to pay attention to: "We have taken control of the situation and are preparing to launch a breakthrough attack on the enemy's main fortress - Your Highness, is winning for you."

In the huge castle, ghostly shadows are flying around.

The special operations forces that penetrated in advance are ready to create chaos and clear evil from the enemy's interior.

Kill and capture important enemy bosses.

And the Oaths fought to protect their masters and leaders.

The gorgeous dining room has been temporarily converted into a fortification, and the swearers hid behind tables, pillars and counters, preparing to fend off powerful enemies who desecrated the glory of the round table.

"To defend the glory of the round table, just today, we will go to the underworld together!"

The zealous oath-wielder held Uzi and shouted fearlessly.

As soon as the voice fell, a hunting arrow shot through the wooden door like electricity, hitting the right eye of the sworn person, the door burst open, the violent flash deprived the vision of the creature, and the strong and determined sworn sworn howl Close your eyes and shoot, the gunshots are continuous, shooting back and forth in the direction of the gate!

Amid this violent noise and chaos, the west wall of the restaurant collapsed. The persecutors who were incorporated into the action team threw away their power hammers, pulled out their pistols and shoveled in. Several elf rangers stretched bows and arrows, their eyes shining brightly. Detecting the ray of life, the bowstring slams, and the arrow breaks through the air.

"side!"

A well-trained fighter shouted: "Find cover! Find cover!"

After he rolled over to the bar on the side, a ranger sneered, grabbed more than ten arrows from the quiver, split them into two hands, opened the bow like lightning, shot, took arrows, shot in a series, and the arrows broke through the air. , The explosion sounded, and the wood counters were flying. After three arrows, it collapsed and shattered. The commander was shot to death by one arrow.

The sound of footsteps approached from the direction of the kitchen, the door was pushed open, and another swearer rushed in howling.

The battle mage belonging to the rebellious person grabbed the right arm of the enemy around him, the frost seal moved, and the right hand that was holding the gun was frozen. The unarmored area fired three shots in a row, then let go of his left hand, stretched it out, and the seal formed: "Repulse!"

The enemy three meters away slammed into the column and let out a roar. The mage continued to fill the gun and hit the head. He saw more enemies coming from the kitchen, and said sharply: "Dense fog!"

The staff pulled out from his waist and slammed to the ground.

The rolling black fog swept out, and the thick fog that deprived vision and even sound to some extent made the pledgers at a loss. In the darkness, only the persecutors from the other world flashed red in their eyes. , outlines the silhouette of the enemy, the cold arrows shoot silently from all directions, the assassins wandering in the shadows cut their throats and stab their hearts, killing these vulnerable humans like a broken bamboo.

"Let's just call those who surpass ordinary people in physical quality but fail to mobilize extraordinary power as followers. Their followers also have different levels and abilities. The difference is mainly in strength and weapons. Most of the low-level followers use Firearms, while high-level followers use some weapons and armors with extraordinary power, mainly cold weapons, such enemies are usually…”

The two-handed sword that exuded a **** smell came out of his hand and was inserted into the stone wall of the ceiling.

Finally, the elf ranger kicked the headless corpse aside and glanced up at the two-handed sword.

"—to be weaker."

He commented in a low voice that the first-hand combat data would be dictated by the soldiers on the front line to the smart devices built into the armor, and would eventually be integrated into Horus' terminals as intelligence research data.

Detailed and accurate and valuable evaluation, there are more military achievements.

The elf, who served in the Marine Corps of the Twilight Fleet, said with disgust: "He doesn't even know how to hold a sword. His fighting pace and offensive posture are messed up, even a forty-year-old elf is inferior."

"Recorded, move on."

Fierce battles are happening all the time, and the unimaginable defeat happened at the round table headquarters of the ancient glory. Arthur, who had followed the hand of glory to the ground, squinted, bloodshot, inexplicable attacks, inexplicable offensives, they are not now. Know who the enemy is and where they come from.

"Your Excellency! We are suffering a crushing defeat - I don't know! The enemy is well-trained, it is an army out of myth, and we are no opponent at all! The high-ranking oaths can't stop them!"

The monitoring system of the underground shelter clearly reflected the desperate fiasco everywhere.

Arthur looked at the knights around him, everyone's face was extremely bad, and unforgettable hatred flashed in his eyes, hissing: "-Kant, it must be Kant!"

"But how could he have such a..."

"What's the use of wondering now? These guys have already appeared! And it must be related to Kant, otherwise how did they appear silently - it must be Kant's spatial ability!"

Arthur growled: "This Chinese deceived the whole world! He...he..."

He closed his mouth, and his usual calm demeanor was gone. The old man trembled and took off his glasses, his mouth opened and closed several times, but he couldn't say those heavy words.

But someone said for him: "Want to... do you want peace talks?"

Arthur looked up suddenly, his eyes gloomy and crazy.

The gate of the castle was smashed by the scorching hammer of holy light. The center, left and right rush, clearing all the enemies.

Arrows pierced through the air like the wind, and in the long and narrow aisle, dexterous marksmen leaped over the walls and even the ceiling, opened bows and arrows, and shot in a row, approaching the fearless pledger.

The last arrow in his hand came out of the string and shot down the enemy who was reloading. The elf rolled and flew on the ground. The long whip stored in the wrist armor stretched out like a poisonous snake, and it caught the last enemy and tore him down. , The elf warrior flew up like a cheetah, grabbed a feather arrow from the quiver, and pierced the opponent's eye socket.

He didn't stop for a moment. Taking advantage of the situation, he knelt down on his knees, pulled out the **** arrow, straightened the arrow and controlled the string, and in the middle of the swearer rushed out from the corner and howled and fired. Shouts and back footsteps, but the life-detection horizon has revealed it all.

The enemies were in firing formation, waiting nervously around the corner.

The elf sneered silently, holding the war bow in his left hand, and a green glow appeared in his right hand, gently stroked, the short bow made of ancient vines grew like spirituality, and green leaves gradually grew.

The sharpshooter pulled the string without an arrow, pointed forward, and silently recited the name of the Moon God.

Let go, dozens of green leaves emerge from the bow, the edges are like sawtooth, whistling in the wind, sweeping around the corner, cutting like a metal storm, the screams are endless, the elf draws an arrow from the quiver, the magic power is poured, and the flames flow. , the arrow pierced the air, like an invisible hand guiding the direction, the fire roared.

Amid the sound of explosions, burning flesh and screams, there was a faint sound of lightning flying, the elf's expression changed, Zhang Gong leaned forward, and killed the enemies who still had a breath. He saw the opposite approach. The figure of - the same armor, but different markings, the elves recognized him.

Notorious Flayer Alsett, cruel prison officer, chief torture expert.

Humans and elves faced each other across a corridor. The corridor in the middle of the corridor led to the main hall of the castle. The life detection spell saw more than a dozen enemies waiting at the end of the corridor, and the two persecutors walked in unison.

They walked to the center, turned around, and looked at the enemies at the end of the aisle.

More than a dozen high-level swearers guarded their leader, an elegant man with a gloomy look and growing gray hair, who was playing with a pocket knife in his hand.

"I am not questioning the courage and combat skills of the elves."

After a moment of silence, Alsett said: "But have you recognized him? The important target, Todd, the codenamed Barber, is the enemy named by His Royal Highness to be captured alive - so, how about joining forces?"

He said, throwing the shotgun aside.

The elf nodded silently, put the bow in place, and stood side by side with Alsett, posing the offensive posture of Tiger Twelve, with five sharp claws sticking out from the armor of both hands.

At the same time, the barber opposite shouted: "Although I don't know who you are, but I know that we are a kind of people, we are all noble beings, far above the mortals, there is no need to fight and bleed, and our identities are unknown. Who are you, what do you want?"

"What is he saying?"

"Don't know, maybe their language - that doesn't matter."

Alsett's voice was low, and he pulled out the spell-breaking dagger from his waist in his left hand, and held out his new wand in his right hand - a T-shaped multifunctional composite wand specially used by war mages for close combat.

The lasher held the handle of the T-shaped staff and turned it half a circle, so that the long end covered his forearm, and the magic shield rune was illuminated on the outside. The robe unleashes magical energy, light as the wind, swift as a leopard, and powerful as a bear.

Despite the language barrier, this gesture already informed the answer.

"Then—charge!"

The barber roared, and the swearers in cursed armor roared forward.

The caster slammed into the ground, the floor rolled over in turbulence, the elf warriors flew up, stepped on the wall and galloped and jumped.

Alsett rushed from the rear, and the dagger that broke the law was like cutting tofu, and it slashed the throat of an oath.

The wind was fierce, the long sword on the side slashed, the mage raised his hand, the Aegis rune on the outside of the T-shaped staff activated the magical energy, and the atmospheric aegis roared and slid away the powerful blow.

The lasher stabbed back with his hand, and the chain lightning that had been accumulating for a long time passed through the bodies of the five or six people, temporarily paralyzing their strong bodies. Out, the inner rune was activated, and the frost bluntly hit one person's chest, and the heart cracked.

He hit the back with the stick, hit the head again, and the dagger in his left hand slashed the flower diagonally, tearing open the flesh and blood on the shoulder of the other person, and knocking back with the stick, shattering both knees. In an instant, the frost rune was branded on several people, and he bowed his head and leaned over. , to avoid the counterattack after the paralysis, press the left hand to the ground suddenly, and the frost nova spreads instantly!

Among the sparkling ice flowers, the elf waved his claws, kicked his knees sideways, and slammed the two pledgers into the wall. The claws quickly pierced back and forth, tearing the blood dripping open, and tearing apart the roadblocks with Frost Nova. Alsett has stepped on the ice sculpture leap and sprint, and the target is Todd the hairdresser!

"-very good!"

When the powerful enemy approached, Todd was not surprised but happy, with a cruel smile on his face: "I have longed for this day for a long time, the body of mortals is dirty and filthy, fragile and boring, tearing the body of the strong is worth endless aftertaste, Since you are determined to be my enemy, then I can only - let you die!"

His hands clasped together suddenly, and the sword-cutting machete that fell to the ground floated into the air and strangled towards Alsett. One after another, the shining folding knives were drawn out from the hem of the tuxedo, flying like swallows, bloodthirsty attacks!

Todd strode forward, laughing and roaring.

The lasher looked cold and stern, and the magic-breaking dagger drew an invisible symbol in the void. At this moment, the elf warrior picked up two broken enemies and threw them suddenly towards Alsett!

The corpse fluttered and slammed into Todd from Alsett's side. The lasher's casting was coming to an end. A huge amount of blood infiltrated from the broken corpse, turning into a blood-stained enchantment to block Todd and him, the flying sword razor. Contaminated with blood, rust patterns appeared immediately, and it was powerless to fall to the ground.

Alsett sprinted brazenly, his figure turned into a streamer, Todd took a few steps back, and once again used the razor to protect his body, ready to fight at close range. Bitten Todd's thigh!

The barber roared in pain, and cut it with a razor.

Todd was horrified to find that the opponent's hands melted into green glue, and stuck his right hand firmly to the wall. The elf in the distance spread out his hands, shining green.

- And at this time, the person on the opposite side has already rushed!

In a panic, he struggled hard and shouted, "Wait a minute!"

He only saw a pair of indifferent eyes under the helmet.

The dagger pierced the glue and pierced into the palm of his hand. Alsett's eyes were gloomy, and he held the dagger and slid up along Todd's arm, cutting the flesh and skin along the way, and blood gushed wildly.

Todd screamed loudly, and he desperately activated his ability to manipulate the razor, but the T-shaped staff cut out a short handle, and the whipper clenched the staff like a fist, and aimed a hard blow at Todd's head.

The imprisoned core of the short-end staff surged with magical energy, interfering with spiritual consciousness. Todd's head shook like an electric shock. The whipper pulled out his dagger and poked it at the collarbone. The staff bombarded the side ribs, then the shoulders, neck, hands Elbow, thigh, back waist, in an instant, blood sputtered, bones cracked, and under the eyes of True Sight, the energy intersections on Todd's body were all sealed and imprisoned!

The barber, who looked like a cripple, struggled in pain, slipped weakly to the ground, and roared in pain.

"The target has been imprisoned and is being injected with paradox elements, ready to be teleported."

Alsett crouched down and stabbed the purple awn crystal into the back of Todd's neck.

"It's impossible, it's impossible...why is this, I...I'm obviously better than you..."

The spellbreaker swung out the dagger, swiping the opponent's right hand that was struggling to the side, and Alsett kicked the opponent unconscious, ending the opponent's endless chattering and inexplicable babble.

From start to finish, the lashers had no idea what the other party was yelling about.

He turned around indifferently, merged with the elf, and headed forward.

"Crappy apprentice."

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PS1: Phew... cool, flashy.