Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 412

The battle in the central arena of Moros city-state is fierce.

The movement there attracted the attention of almost everyone in the city, and more and more people watched the excitement.

The Beihai Fleet has mobilized three pirates in reorganized squads this time, and together with the troops originally dispatched in the city, the total number exceeds 200,000.

These people are constantly gathering from all directions in the city, surrounding the huge arena tightly.

At the same time, in the Mengqi Tavern in Beicheng.

This is where Vikings like to get together in pirate taverns.

The decoration of the tavern is simple and rough, with deer heads hanging on the mottled walls, as well as axes and shields symbolizing force. The windows are filled with a wide variety of wines.

At this moment, there is a battle in the city, but the tavern is full of a group of burly bearded pirates. They have thick hair, hideous tattoos, wear mail and various animal skin armors, and have Vikings' favorite axe weapons beside them.

At the bar of the tavern, a Viking giant with a height of three meters was sitting there drinking.

He was full of brown beards, wearing a quaint patterned animal skin armor, a dark-gold horn iron helmet, and the Vikings' unique war totem thorns on his bare skin. A pair of tiger eyes are not angry, and the domineering aura of the top powerhouse suppresses the entire tavern.

This person is the most wanted person in the Lu Ying Bounty Hunters Guild, with a reward of 8.477 billion "King of the North Sea" Oleg J. Popov!

Even if he became a king, the big pirate's habits were the same as before, and he still liked to drink freely.

The wine glass in his hand is a special vessel inlaid with various gems. Upon closer inspection, it is a complete human skull.

The Vikings liked to use the skulls of powerful enemies as wine bowls.

And the wine bowl in Oleg's hand was the head of Osborn Wilder, one of the "Top Ten Legendary Bounty Hunters" fifteen years ago.

The Temple of Agapanon was destroyed by a meteorite, and the faces of the Vikings were not very good. They share almost the same beliefs as the Romans. Romans are like domestic children, while Vikings are like wild children.

Faith is destroyed, it is life and death.

But the battle started, and Oleg did not join the battle.

After all, at that level of fighting, there is no need for him to come forward.

But until the moment just now, the news that Ornis was killed came from the communicator. The King of Vikings seemed to sense something and got up.

Not because a son was killed, but because his intuition gave him a strong sense of crisis!

Mr. Mirror has been wandering around town.

She came to Moros city-state once a thousand years ago, but the city at that time was not so prosperous.

Seeing the meteorite appearing, she knew that she was almost done shopping, so she found an inconspicuous tavern next to the city's central square, sat by the window, and admired the scenery outside the window.

It happened that this road was waiting on the only way from Beicheng Mengya Tavern to Nancheng Arena.

The business of the tavern is very poor, there are not many outsiders, the owner of the tavern has long noticed this elegant and mysterious woman.

Several snoopers who did not know which side came to watch her carefully, but Mr. Jing also turned a blind eye.

She just sat quietly by the window, sipping a glass of the specialty spirits from the Central and Northern Kingdoms from time to time. Sometimes he frowned slightly. I don't know if the wine is too strong, or the taste of this wine is slightly different from that of a thousand years ago.

Whether it was the falling meteor or the battle in the arena, no one else saw any strangeness on her cold, arrogant and beautiful face.

The fighting in the arena became louder and louder, the sound of guns resounded throughout the city, and panic spread rapidly throughout the city.

She still sat there quietly, as if all the excitement had nothing to do with her.

But the peace did not last long, and was suddenly broken.

A group of Vikings rushed from the northern city. .

As soon as he arrived at the central square, Oleg, who was wearing a golden helmet with horns, seemed to sense something and stopped abruptly.

His gaze glanced like a falcon, and at a glance he locked on the arrogant woman who was drinking by the window.

Mr. Jing turned his eyes slightly and glanced at the group of Vikings, his expression still calm.

Ben has been waiting for a long time.

Really at the eighth level, the fighting instinct will make people not have any hesitation.

Oleg narrowed his eyes when he saw Mr. Jing, and immediately realized that this was a powerful enemy.

The pirate king of the North Sea didn't say a word of nonsense. He held a huge mace and smashed it down ahead of time.

The violent ice method quickly condensed in the air, the biting chill spread rapidly, and the air was visibly condensed with elegant ice flowers. The mace, blessed by that terrifying giant force, tore out cobweb-like black cracks directly in the void. Before the stick fell, the fountain in the central square of the city was visibly frozen into ice. In my ears, I could hear the sound of "Katcha" and "Katcha" intensive ice cracking.

Oleg, the King of the North Sea, who hadn't done it himself for a long time, used 100% of his combat power as soon as he met face to face.

This also stunned the Viking warriors behind him.

But before the stick that was so strong that everyone could see it changed, the light and shadow flashed, and there was no trace of Mr. Mirror by the window of the tavern. A figure flashed and stood in front of Oleg without fear in an instant. In that instant, she stood on one foot, her body weight was lowered, and she kicked her right foot into the sky.

The sound of "Peng" was like the crisp sound of iron rods touching each other.

This kick just hit the three-pointer of the mace.

Wherever it was touched, the space was like a broken mirror, cracking through a cobweb-like gap.

At this moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Under the jaw-dropping gaze of onlookers, the slender legs actually took the stick firmly.

How can it be!

An unbelievable thought popped up in everyone's heart: Someone actually took the full blow of the North Sea King Oleg head-on? !

After a stalemate for a moment, the energy of the collision of the two eighth-order powerhouses broke out.

Just like the violent shock wave that poured into the city when the meteor was drunk, it was staged again. At the moment when the two fought, a surging shock wave exploded in all directions. The shock wave, which was wrapped in the terrifying law of ice and the law of power, collided, forming a terrifying power like a broken embankment. Buildings with a radius of several hundred meters collapsed in a dense rumble, and a heavy snow of goose feathers instantly floated in the sky.

Oleg watched as his blow was blocked, and the tiger's eyes shot fiercely, and swept down again with another stick.

Mr. Mirror is tall and has a black long skirt with slits, which is elegant even in battle. Those slender long legs slid through a beautiful arc in the air, and then with another kick, they skillfully received Oleg's second blow. With the powerful force of that stick, her delicate body leaped into the sky lightly, and a layer of invisible qi was already lingering on her legs, and she draped herself down with one leg.

This gentle and peaceful leg strike was mixed with a turbulent thunder.

Oleg waved his arm and raised his head above his head to block, and there was another muffled "pop", and a wave of air visible to the naked eye spread out for hundreds of meters, flying sand and rocks.

The giant force poured down from the top, and the ground where the Viking giant stood was cracked inch by inch, and his body was smashed into the ground half a meter deep by this kick.

"Roar!"

Oleg raised his head to the sky like a beast and roared, his muscles visibly puffed up. The veins bulged, the muscles rolled under his skin like a giant python swimming, and the bones made a crackling sound.

Roaring for a moment, his body also lingered with a layer of blood red.

Looking at it again, Oleg's whole person has changed from a height of three meters to a maddening giant of five meters.

These are the two major bloodline talents of the Vikings, madness and giant.

That's why they are called,

Viking Berserker!

Viking Giants!

In just two face-to-face fights, Oleg has already determined that this is an opponent that makes him have to go all out.

After the madness, the strength skyrocketed by many times, and he squeezed his fist, and the same ice qi lingered around his arms. He waved his arms, the qi condensed on his fists, tore and twisted the air around him, and blasted out.

Mr. Mirror swiftly flipped back and forth again and again, avoiding the charged punch.

That fist blasted straight out for a hundred meters, forming a tornado of airflow visible to the naked eye in the air, and even smashed the statue of the God of War in the center of the square.

"Boom!"

The statue fell to the ground, shaking the earth.

Mr. Mirror's ability is "mirror imitation", and she is very excellent in both spells and melee physical skills.

From the beginning to the end, her face was the same as usual.

As soon as he stood firm, he stomped on the ground and rushed forward again. The black long skirt squeaked in the air, and she dangling one foot in the air, stabbed Oleg's lower abdomen, and touched the muffled sound of "Winter" ringing a bell.

This is not just two people fighting, but two majestic qi jets colliding with each other like a volcanic eruption.

With every touch, the two violent energies trigger a terrifying explosion of energy.

In just a few face-to-face efforts, the central plaza, which was lined with magnificent buildings in the past, was a mess, the buildings fell in pieces, and the movement was exaggerated to the extreme.

This wave of fluctuations also spread to the whole city in an instant!

There was a sudden thunderous noise in the city, and the fierce battle that broke out in the central square naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

Those intelligence officers and war correspondents who were paying attention to the battles in the arena looked at the half of the sky that had turned into a cold winter, and their expressions were all horrified.

"What's going on, who's doing it in the central square?!"

"That's Oleg's domain [Arctic Country], someone intercepted Oleg!"

"How is that possible! Oleg is an eighth-order powerhouse, who can stop him? This dawn group is just a rookie group, how can there be eighth-order professionals?"

"Your Excellency Editor-in-Chief, the intelligence officer near the central square has confirmed that the shot is an eighth-order powerhouse whose origin is unknown!"

"No wonder they dare to confront the Beihai Fleet head-on, it turns out that there are top powerhouses behind them!"

All are unbelievable.

After all, the eighth-order professionals are all big figures on the side of Megatron.

The entire eighth-order powerhouses of Lu Ying are numerous, and it is impossible to appear out of thin air.

At this moment, the intelligence departments of all parties realized that this "Dawn Regiment" is not a small group of newcomers, I am afraid it has a lot of background!

It was only then that everyone realized that things seemed to be about to change.

On the other hand, Ekaterina, who was watching the battle on the tower, also saw the movement of the battle on the central square, and the shock in her crystal eyes was equally serious. There is also the factual report of the intelligence personnel in the ear.

Her eyes flickered frequently, as if she had guessed something, and said to herself: "Body tyrant, this 'Mr. Mirror' turned out to be an eighth-order professional. In this way, her identity should be someone from a thousand years ago. ."

From the time she met Su Lun in the city before, Ekaterina had guessed that the leader of the Dawn Regiment was coming.

But she didn't expect that Mr. Jing's strength was so powerful!

Isn't intelligence power level seven?

You can see that law fluctuation from a distance, not only is it not weaker than Oleg, she even completely suppressed it because of some special abilities!

But the shock here has not been digested by everyone, and at this time, the battle in the arena is abnormal again.

The old housekeeper on the side screamed: "Look, miss, there is a big movement in the arena! Then... how could that guy display such an exaggerated technique!"

Ekaterina looked over and saw that the huge cross in the sky was spreading at an alarming speed.

Under the cover of the spell, Su Lun is controlling everything with a kingly attitude.

She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and murmured thoughtfully: "It's really amazing."

In the arena, Su Lun condensed the incomparably huge cross.

[The Weeping Witch's Hair] As long as there is enough spiritual power, it can be extended indefinitely. At this moment, invisible threads are also entangled in the sky, and they have been quietly covering the entire arena.

The pirates of the North Sea Fleet are still pouring in frantically, and they plan to kill the Dawn Regiment with human sea tactics.

But now that this technique comes out, it is impossible.

The place covered by the cross is his puppet theater.

This will be a place where the enemy will feel great terror!

The timing of the battle that broke out with Mr. Jing in the central square was just right, Oleg was stopped, and Su Lun no longer had any worries.

He raised his hand and tore apart a few space scrolls, and snorted softly: "Puppet Profound Truth: Thousand Machines Aspect!"

In an instant, all kinds of strange rune puppets burst out from the storage space and protected him.

Looking at the number, it is estimated that there are more than a thousand.

They either stand in a twisted position or hang in mid-air. The strange blush smiling faces looked at the surging pirates, the wooden jaws and joints rattled together into a penetrating noise.

Not only the rune puppets, but also dozens of mechanical armors.

The leader is the fiery red armor that has been repaired [major-general-level magic blade X1 mechanical armor]. There are also finished products captured by submarines before, and broken spoils captured by Void Secret Realm. They were pieced together to form the first legions of mechanical puppet warriors in Sullen's war factory.

This is almost all of Suron's inventory puppets, and it is also the limit that he can perfectly control at present.

At this moment, the [Great Horror Theater] gave him a stage to show the limits of his puppet technique.

As soon as the mechanical puppet army of Su Lun appeared, dozens of mechanical warriors quickly assembled into a phalanx with heavy shields.

At the same time, they also raised the muskets and artillery on the robotic arms.

The group of pirates looked at the black muzzle, and they were all confused: Where did these mechanical armors come from?

Tens of thousands of pirates have poured into the arena,

Without hesitation, Su Lun controlled the mechanical armor and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, flames of various colors spurted out from the muzzle.

"click", "click", "click"...

Alchemy bullets poured out from the barrels of various calibers, as dense as a violent storm, and there was no way to avoid it.

Because the puppet army is controlled by Su Lun alone, there is no communication problem, and the tactical arrangement can be implemented immediately. All puppets can launch precise attacks towards the target within the range at the moment when his thoughts arise.

As for the ammo consumption of hundreds of millions of lisos in that minute?

The former Su Lun may have enough power.

But after catching a large amount of treasure from the sea market, he also has the confidence to be extravagant.

And also because of a war workshop that makes ammunition sustainably!

The pirates are so dense that they can hit a few if they shoot anywhere in the passage.

"what..."

"Damn, shield! Shield!"

"Who the **** told me, what the **** is going on with this Mafa's mechanical armor?!"

After a round of fire, the pirates were killed in desperate screams.

The direction of the muskets of the mechanical puppet army must be a **** scene like purgatory.

The flesh and blood limbs were blasted by alchemy bombs into a cloud of blood mist.

And not only the mechanical armored army, Su Lun's puppet army also took advantage of the chaos to kill the past, the range of [wailing and screaming] echoed in this arena, and the low-level occupation was in a moment of mental confusion, and the puppet army began. harvest. A thousand rune puppets that are not afraid of life and death, their combat power is worth thousands of pirates.

As soon as you start, you will do your best!

Not only the rune puppets of the melee system, Su Lun also hid a number of [Siren Banshee Dolls] among the puppets and threw them into the pirate corpses.

No one has found that the infrasound waves are resonating with the organs of the pirates in a large area. As time goes by, the damage will become larger and larger, and it will even cause a large-scale sudden death at a certain moment.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the witch's hair has spread to all corners of the arena, and Su Lun has become more and more handy in controlling the puppet army.

His brain was running at high speed, calculating all kinds of battle details. With the power of one person, he has dragged tens of thousands of pirates, and he has just brought back the disadvantage before the dawn group!

The people of the Beihai Fleet were stunned.

There are obviously only less than ten enemies, how can this suddenly increase a hundred times!

Moreover, obviously only Marfa has a mechanical armor, why does the enemy also have it?

The super-powerful fire suppression of the mechanical warriors is vividly displayed at this moment, and the muzzle of the gun points to the stump of the limbs and the broken arms. Even if the fourth- and fifth-order professionals are set on fire, few can survive.

Not only were the enemies dumbfounded, the blood descendant of Mr. Mirror, "Blood Duke" Moore Wordsworth was also full of incredible eyes.

He didn't know Su Lun before, and his participation in the war was all because of the orders of the ancestors. Thinking that it was the first ancestor's junior brother, he only looked at it a little higher. But in his opinion, no matter how powerful he is, he is only a fifth-order professional, and he may have to take more care of himself during the battle.

But seeing the scene in front of him, he realized how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

The combat power of this young man named "Su Lun" is too exaggerated.

exaggerated to...

He, an eight-hundred-year-old vampire, finds it unbelievable!

In terms of individual strength, this Su Lun is inconspicuous in such a big melee.

It is probably the level of a sixth-order professional.

But as soon as his puppet army came out, he immediately shocked the audience!

No one present is more capable of killing than him,

Including these two quasi-eighth-order professionals and any seventh-order!

Su Lun alone is worth tens of thousands of people.

No matter in which era, a big puppet master who can control thousands of puppets at the same time is very rare, and they are all top masters.

But he's only level five.

Seeing the mechanical puppet with uniform actions again, this old antique also had a feeling that the times had changed.

As soon as the puppet army of Su Lun came out, the pressure on all of Barrett and the others suddenly lightened.

Similarly, the high-end combat power of these Dawn regiments can better hold back the enemy's mid-to-high battles, and also create a safer output environment for Su Lun.

The North Sea Fleet was caught off guard by Su Lun's puppet army, and thousands of people were killed or injured in just a few face-to-face encounters.

Everyone knows that as long as the puppet master is killed, all this will be reversed immediately.

Various spells and muskets also focused fire on Su Lun.

But with the gargoyle by his side, those long-range attacks, whether it is spells or bullets and arrows, can be blocked by the gargoyle with its burly body. Even if a sixth-order professional comes to sneak attack, it will definitely not get the slightest benefit.

What's more, Su Lun's own life-saving ability is also very strong, where is it so easy to be set on fire?

On weekdays, when he controlled so many puppets at the same time for high-intensity battles, his dark spiritual power would have been exhausted long ago.

But now, [Isaac Alchemy Heart] provided a steady stream of dark spiritual power, and he was like a tireless fighting machine, strangling mercilessly.

The mechanical warriors continued to output, and the people from the North Sea Fleet took out various heavy shields and assembled a hundred-man army to besiege Su Lun.

This kind of panacea tactical "turtle battle array" on large-scale battlefields is very easy to use. The heavy armor shield is outside, and the output professional protection is included, which can well block gun attacks.

Once the target is surrounded within a certain range, sooner or later, it will be able to be surrounded and killed.

Right now, whether it is a rune puppet or a mechanical puppet, it is very obviously restrained by the shield array.

It's a pity that Su Lun's [Horror Theater] doesn't just rely on puppets to kill people.

Shields can stop bullets, but not threads.

The cross in the sky is still hanging down the witch's hair, and those pirates have also discovered those transparent energy lines.

But found nothing.

This silk thread covers too much area. If they really want to avoid it, they can only completely withdraw from the arena and stop the siege.

Just as these cannon fodder corps approached, a transparent silk thread penetrated the gap in the shield and touched the pirates.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Su Lun's eyes narrowed.

Countless transparent silk threads instantly turned into entities, and the signal of the [mental tentacles] had been transmitted along the silk threads.

Some high-level pirates found something, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful of those threads!"

Unfortunately, the reminder is useless.

Silk threads have spread all over the place, and in the theater, Su Lun is the only one in control!

[Spiritual tentacles] Control a large number of targets, and professionals above Tier 3 may still be unable to do so.

But in the North Sea Fleet, low-level members accounted for 80%!

The high-level professionals found that it was very easy to tear and cut the thread, but the low-level professionals were instantly controlled.

Su Lun took control of their body nerves, sending out uniform nerve signals.

Those whose limbs were controlled hadn't reacted yet, and their heads watched as their bodies uncontrollably held the swords and guns in their hands, towards their temples or their necks.

In an instant, those hundred-person shield formations collapsed in an instant.

A wave of hundreds of people, a wave of hundreds of people...

With Su Lun's action, thousands of people died.

Moreover, as soon as those who held the shield died, the formation was in chaos, and the mechanical puppet covered it with a burst of fire, and instantly killed it again.

Now that the silk thread has killed another wave, Su Lun didn't hide it anymore.

With endless threads available, the real horror of his puppet theater comes out.

Silk threads will appear in any corner, binding, strangling, controlling, and some sharp cutting threads, which are all sharp weapons for harvesting human lives.

As long as it is within the scope of this theater, Su Lun is in control of everything.

Silk thread is his "tentacle", which can sense, kill, and control.

Until now, the talents of the North Sea Fleet suddenly realized that the biggest threat to death was not the quasi-eighth-order old vampire, nor the seventh-order Barrett, or the female swordsman with the talent of three solutions.

Instead, it is the fifth-order Su Lun.

The masters of the seventh order are all restrained from each other, and the puppet army controlled by Su Lun is almost unmatched.

They are not afraid of life and death, not afraid of pain, not afraid, unified command...

200,000 enemies does not mean that they must kill all 200,000. Often, after tens of thousands are killed, the military will be disintegrated.

The regular army may continue to charge indefinitely, but the rabble pirates of the North Sea Fleet, after a few rounds of killing fear, the offensive is not as good as before.

The eight-armed spider spear behind Su Lun controlled the silk thread. He had a black sickle in one hand, a black rune umbrella in the other, and a gargoyle next to him. Ordinary pirates simply couldn't think of any way to kill him.

Instead, Su Lun was still reaping the lives of the pirates of the North Sea Fleet.

Once the North Sea Fleet's heart is broken, they can find an opportunity to start breaking through.

The fighting in the arena is in full swing~www.mtlnovel.com~ The movement on the other side of the central square also collapsed.

The battle in the city-state of Moros has always been watched by all kinds of melon eaters.

I thought it was an ambush without any suspense, but I didn't expect so many accidents.

It's just that the powerhouses of the dawn group appeared one by one, and now there is a mysterious eighth-order powerhouse, who actually stopped Oleg!

However, when everyone thought that the Dawn regiment was going to break out of the encirclement, they didn't expect that they actually chose to stand up for output!

As soon as he turned his face, he saw a fifth-order puppet master in the arena killing all directions.

This was even more shocking than when they saw that mysterious eighth-order professional.

Because that puppet master's combat power has subverted people's perception of normal fifth-order professionals.

"God, what kind of puppet technique is this? One person controls thousands of puppets. Is this what a fifth-order professional can do?"

"Fairy Wood"

"I'm afraid this guy killed 10,000 or 20,000 people... It's terrifying."

"What kind of freaks are these Dawn regiments, one after another, why haven't they heard of it before?"

"As long as Oleg can't kill the mysterious eighth-order, the North Sea Fleet will suffer a big loss this time. Hehe, there are eighth-order powerhouses in the Dawn regiment, no matter where they go in the future, those who want to move them have to weigh them. Are you enough for yourself?"

"After today, this 'Dawn Regiment' will become famous."

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