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C3678 The Last Shot

Faang Fann looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers in front of him and couldn't help but smile.

What should come, will come...

Since they came, then don't think about leaving.

He might as well take his time...

Faang Fann licked his lips. His eyes flickered, and all sorts of thoughts burst forth from his mind!

It was a few words, but it was not very clear, but it revealed a different kind of thought!

"Package!"

"Ten consecutive rounds of cannon fire!"

Faang Fann waved his hand and ordered.

He really wanted to see this terrifying scene.

It was getting more and more interesting.

"Yes, Master!"

Belles stood up and waved the chess board in his hand.

Immediately after, ten God Crashers stood up. Each of them held a God Crasher in their hands. They rushed to the muzzle of the God Crasher and shot out, filling it with artillery shells.

Crack... Crack, crack, crack, crack...

At this moment, the God Crasher suddenly began to creak. Soon after, ammunition storage devices appeared around it. After a rough count, it was roughly nine ammunition storage devices.

In addition, there was the bomb inside the cannon barrel of the God Crasher. That meant that all ten bombs were in place.

"Master, we are ready!"

Belles asked again.

"Boom!"

Faang Fann did not hesitate and immediately nodded.

Boom!

Rumble......

When the first God Crasher was fired, the surrounding sky was dyed blood-red. Invisibly, it gave people a crazy sense of suppression. After feeling it for a bit, the fear and uneasiness in the depths of one's heart began to gather.

This feeling could not be described simply with a few words.

It was especially obvious that it was breaking out!

The moment the 1,000 mm God Crashers were fired, not a single blade of grass grew within a radius of several hundred meters!

Although these soldiers had tried their best to avoid being scattered by the cannon fire, no matter how scattered they were, there would still be thousands of soldiers within a few hundred meters.

One cannonball went down. Another thousand soldiers were killed...

They died before they even got out of the battle...

The ten thousand God Race soldiers that had just been sent over had already lost a tenth of their forces before they even arrived at the enemy camp...

This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to their morale!

At this moment, after feeling it a little, their morale instantly swelled to the extreme!

There was no need to say anything else. Their thoughts were instantly compressed.

This feeling was not something that could be clearly expressed with just a few words, but it seemed very numb...

Many of the Celestial soldiers slowed down their footsteps.

In one go, they would weaken again, and in three, they would exhaust themselves...

Morale, this thing, could not withstand the torment.

"Everyone, raise your spirits!" (In the language of the gods)

"What are you afraid of? What is there to be afraid of?"

"I have already estimated that this kind of cannon will need dozens of seconds to launch an artillery shell..."

"If we had this time, we would have been right in front of them..."

"When we are right in front of them, this cannon will be useless!"

"We can kill them and then seize the cannon. In the end, we can use the cannon to bombard these outsiders!"

"Opportunity! The opportunity is right in front of us!"

"Charge! Charge! Rush! "

"Don't hesitate! Direct dash!"

"Blood Battle! Blood Battle!"

"The opportunity for us to perform meritorious deeds has come!"

"Kill!"

A supreme saint of the god race roared, and then he stood up and led the army to continue the attack!

The scene of the battle was extremely miserable!

In this kind of hopeless battlefield, one could actually be crushed into powder by the cannon sooner, and fall to the ground! It was also not necessarily a blessing.

At least he did not have to continue living and suffering.

That kind of suffering wasn't something an ordinary person could bear.

Those Celestial soldiers once again mobilized their combat strength, gritted their teeth, and continued to charge forward.

It was already at this point. Retreating did not seem to be the case.

And most of the time, there was no way to retreat at all...

Just as they were full of confidence and continued to move forward...

Bang...

Rumble...

Another loud sound echoed in his ears...

This time, the display was in place, and his mental state completely collapsed.

This...

How to play?

It had become like this again!

Bastard! He was trash to the extreme!

"Didn't you say that the cannonballs would only happen after a few dozen seconds?"

"Again? Ah! Ah! Ah! Get lost!"

" F * ck! I believe in your ghost!"

"He has been using a huge cannon, how are we going to play?"

"Let's go... Let's run..."

"Hundreds and thousands of brothers are going to die without a burial ground, sigh... I really don't know what's the point of continuing this battle. Anyway, I'm in despair right now."

"It's boring. There's no meaning at all. Everything should be completely silent."

"I don't want to say anything anymore. It's nothing. How can I say something like a hammer?!"

"Get lost, everything is dead..."

……

He couldn't help but complain. He was filled with emotions, and then he fell silent. He seemed to be in a bad state of mind.

They could not say anything. The soldiers of the God Race were very upset. They felt that they had been deceived, and they could not help but feel angry.

However, the minimum quality of their individual soldiers did not allow them to completely erupt...

"Steady..."

"This is definitely the final cannonball..."

"There's really no danger now!"

"We've already taken 99 steps. Is there still one more step?"

"Brothers! You must believe me! Follow me and charge..."

Bang...

Rumble...

Before the third-level Divine General, who was at the peak of the Divine Tribe, could finish his sentence, another explosion struck.

And this God Crasher just happened to explode right beside him.

He was a Supreme Divine Venerable. Although he did not suffer any serious injuries, his robes were instantly burnt...1

His face, arms, and other parts of his body were all charred black...

"How is this possible..."

"This..."

" This doesn't make sense... "

Brewer, a level three Divine General of the Celestial Race, gritted his teeth and laughed bitterly.

He was stunned and didn't know how to react.

He looked at everything around him in a daze and seemed to be in a daze.

Should he say something and do something?

He did not have the confidence to let the soldiers of the God Race continue charging. He could not guarantee that there would be no cannonballs falling later...

Bang...

Just as Brewer was deep in thought, another God Crasher landed.

The land in front of him had already been blasted into deep pits...

There were fewer remains in the deep pits. But there were a lot of ashes...

The moment the explosion occurred, cultivator, who was below the Saint Venerable realm, instantly turned into powder.

This situation seemed very fast...

* Hong...... *

Boom...

Rumble...

Then, a few more explosions could be heard...

Brewer:... ""

He was numb...

He was instantly numb. He did not know what to say. He curled up his body, and for some reason, he felt like he was holding his head and crying...

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