Chapter 1750 The Pilgrimage is lost
Yu Lian said this in his mind, but it didn't seem to arouse the other party's touch. He didn't know whether the other party had set up a block or if he simply regarded his words as tactical trash talk.
Yes, you can treat the news that "the body and the lightning strike ship were sunk" just now as rubbish, and the other party can of course do the same.
After all, this is a senior general and a high-level psychic who was born into a citizen family. If nothing else, there is no doubt about his firm will.
"...The Energy Control Immortal Shield can actually be shaped into a sword that can be cut with bare hands? Don't normal people create a row of activated shields? This is humiliating me." Yu Lian couldn't help but said.
Duke Garibian felt very wronged.
She really didn't feel that she still had room to humiliate the enemy. The reason why she did this was actually because she wanted to use her skills to make up for the shortcomings of frontal combat. If the shield wall can be clenched into a fist, wouldn't it mean that offense and defense can be integrated?
At this time, General Misaro also responded as if he had a tacit understanding. He dropped a light spear directly, and his iron fist passed through the transparent palm, as if passing through the air.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling arc of light danced and flashed on the edge of his fist, and the blood mist seemed to be burning again.
This time, the force field formed a deadly vortex and exploded on his fist. More condensed, more hidden, and more deadly.
Yu Lian had to admit that the enemy had a master-level assistant, which put too much pressure on him. Fortunately, as a psyker who has experienced hundreds of battles, whether it is the world line in his previous life or another virtual world line, he has experienced this kind of situation of being beaten too many times.
He also let go of Lin Guang's hands and faced the opponent's heavy punch.
Duke Garibian's sneak attack still had a certain impact on Yu Lian, and both of them received a punch at the same time. The helmet of the heraldry machine instantly resembled a child's mask made of plastic. It was shattered on the spot, exposing the head and face directly to the universe.
If it were an ordinary person, even a slightly weaker psyker, he would probably have died from the backflow of air and his lungs would be crushed. However, Yu Lian opened a crazy and sinister smile in the vacuum, and opened his mouth again: "Don't you want to ask? Your patrol number is destined to me!"
He knew that the other party must be able to read his mouth shape.
Brother Misaro's powerful hairstyle looks bright in the starlight, and even has a bit of stunning metallic luster. And of course his expression was still completely unmoved. However, his eyes finally changed.
This momentary stiffness is enough.
Yu Lian punched the opponent again, but it hit the blocking arm of the Light. However, his impact had already forced the admiral to stumble back a few steps. Yu Lian took the opportunity to jump onto the dragon's back, exerting force with both feet, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly become a 10,000-ton weight, directly pressing on the back of Qiongming Dragon, which was still breathing.
The giant ray, which had been beaten to the core, once again endured unbearable pain and let out a silent wail, but its body had already been smashed against the steel field-like ground.
The Marquis of Trono, who was trying to use his spiritual energy to rescue his mount, was also hit unexpectedly.
As a master of martial arts, he actually mastered a series of life-type techniques. In fact, he clearly had the style of an armed priest. Because of this, he probably thought that his dragon still had room to be saved.
However, perhaps because of such illusions, this behavior immediately constituted a fatal hesitation.
In this way, three healthy psykers, fighting with two dying dragons, were like burning meteors, hitting the deck of the already scarred Tirero Yongjin.
Naturally, they smashed through the outer armor plate of the giant ship and fell into the ship and disappeared.
"I've never tried this kind of Wolverine gladiator-like fighting style. I thought the battle between saints and demigods could be more elegant." Duke Garibian was sitting on his own dragon's back. , looking at the scene below him with lingering fear.
For a moment, she couldn't see the battle situation clearly, and could only feel the intense energy entangled together, turning into a fierce impact. As for which ones came from the psychic powers of the extraordinary beings and which ones came from the overwhelming explosions inside the battleship, even she herself could no longer see clearly.
However, as soon as she thought about the possible situation inside the Tyrero Yongjin, she began to feel dizzy.
The Duke gritted his teeth and said: "No, without my support, even if it is two against one, they will hardly be able to match that evil dragon."
At this moment, Miss Grand Leader felt that the courage of the Tirero people was blooming into a halo around her head.
"Your judgment is wise." The five-ringed knight who was watching the battle said. He is a flag guard, roughly equivalent to the squad leader of the Knights.
"Moreover, the battlefield cannot continue inside the ship. Otherwise, even if the battle is won, the ship cannot be taken back." The Duke added.
"Who dares to refuse His Majesty's ship?" The knights agreed one after another.
So, now the question is, how to rescue? Duke Garibian looked at the scarred giant ship and felt a headache. Just as this thought flashed through her mind, she felt some eyes that made her speechless.
Of course, it was from the Astral Knights who were watching the battle.
Their gazes are actually very easy to identify, and they are nothing more than "General Mi and General Coach Special are already on board, why aren't you on board yet?"
This is not to say that the knights did not dare to go up on their own, but they wanted to trick Captain Gai to die.
In fact, as senior astral knights who have received professional training, they still have the consciousness to die in battle, but of course they also know that fearlessly dying and making valuable sacrifices are clearly two different things.
The knights all felt that a charge led by a grand leader was the latter.
"Can't you see my miraculous control and gorgeous skills just now? Moreover, the mental backlash just now makes me want to vomit now." Ms. Grand Leader wants this very much He said, but he only felt trembling with anger and crying coldly.
She could see it now, her knights still didn't think she was a qualified leader. For these knights who have trained their brains into muscles, the so-called astral knights will always be a little bit less interesting if they don't carry a knife and cut something head-on.
Duke Garibian finally didn't ask any questions like "Why don't you rush?" He just let out a very heavy sigh that only he could hear. She bared her teeth and drove the four-phase dragon she was riding down, and then she clearly felt the other party's resistance.
It was obvious that the tragic situation of his two "kindred spirits" gave this giant dragon a very bad association.
...There is a saying that the four-phase dragon is indeed the smartest among the eight star dragon species, and is especially good at adding to the reality-interference effects of psychic techniques. It belongs to the legal system.
Smart wild animals are often cowardly. A smart legal character must also be the most cowardly one in the running group. This is determined by natural laws and human design.
However, the head of the group was still angry: The people below are just evil and weird, how dare you, a mere beast, dare to rebel? Do you really think that Your Highness is some childless cat-loving lady? Do you really think that my tolerance for small animals is unlimited?
"Desert! Runaway dragon! Destructive lizard! What use do you have!" The leader finally became angry and stamped on the head of the four-phase dragon. She was really angry with this move, and she was merciless as if she was suppressing a class enemy. I also have to swear to the spirit of the universe that her Highness, Garibian, really doesn't like dragons or small animals at all, and of course she hates her current job. If His Majesty the Emperor had not appointed her, she would rather go back to her hometown and become a wealthy and free lady and then find a man to marry.
In short, this poor phantom beast has become the target of His Excellency, Grand Leader Garibian's vent.
This adult starry sky dragon, whose strength is at least equivalent to a fifth-level "law system" psyker, and whose body is as strong and tough as a battleship, is a phantom beast worthy of the dragon species, and it just lost its head.
The four horns with gorgeous patterns and four gorgeous gem-like eyes. The fins around the dragon's neck were dotted with star-like markings. The oval-shaped dragon head that exuded mysterious beauty was trampled into pieces in the air.
The four knights and their dragons who were watching the battle shivered and subconsciously pushed away a few steps.
"I'm dealing with deserters, what's the problem?" The Duchess kicked away the headless body of the four-phase dragon and shouted viciously.
There is a saying that deserters can be punished on the spot, and mounts that do not obey orders can of course also be cleaned up on the spot. What the regiment leader did is completely reasonable and legal.
The flag-protecting knight with five rings was even moved and said: "Your Highness, to be disrespectful, you have been in office for a few months, but it is only today, today, now, that you look most like a real grand commander! ”
I understand now that a qualified knight leader must be a lunatic! Captain Gai thought of his predecessor, Duke Sadolan, and suddenly realized some of the true meaning of leadership.
"Charge! For the honor of the Knights!" she shouted, taking the lead in turning on the propulsion function of the heraldic machine and approaching the battleship. The colorful and holy glazed light shone from her body to every knight and dragon around her.
The astral knights also shouted in the communication channel, as if everyone had transformed into a divine general descending from the sky, charging from heaven to the burning hell. From humans to dragons, they all go through situations without hesitation.
Although Duke Garibian is a "Master", he is still the real grand leader of the Astral Knights. She also studied the halo technique assiduously, and it didn't even take her long to master the halo ability.
Enveloped in a glazed halo, her comrades were all given enhancements that could be described as dimensional enhancements, and it was time to give them away.
However, at this moment, she suddenly received an emergency report.
"Your Majesty, the patrol ship. The patrol ship is under attack!"
The charge of the grand leader lady suddenly came to an obvious brake.
"This is unscientific!" she shouted loudly: "Wasn't that battle patrol formation repelled?"
As one of the top commanders of the Imperial Army, it was of course impossible for her to hide the battle reports from everywhere. Even in the three-on-one situation just now, Duke Guy's headset was in a full-frequency signal state.
Of course, she also received a report that a group of array cruisers were charging towards her. It was very likely that they were heading for the Dragon Boat Parade, and of course, it was more likely that they were heading for the Tiruiluo Yongjin. As a result, all the Astral Knights who are waiting near the Titan ship are in danger of being bombarded by the Earthlings.
However, the battle has reached this point, and of course they cannot retreat just because of this danger.
It was enough to be scared by Yu Lian and not dare to engage in close combat. If Yu Lian's subordinates used cannons to scare him away, it would be better to commit suicide with an anti-matter bomb.
With the Duke's cultivation, she can of course listen to the latest military intelligence broadcasts while watching movies. In theory, it will not affect her judgment and practical operations during battle.
She then received the news that the other party's battle patrol had been intercepted by her own side, and she was completely relieved.
But, how long have you been relieved now? One minute? Why is the cruise ship in danger?
Just as she was about to ask, a new alarm came through: "An enemy psyker is boarding the Preview! The enemy arrived in that new fighter plane!"
The Duke was startled for a moment, and then he realized: Is this possible? Those Red Phantom fighters just now were not covering the battle patrol formation at all, but in fact it was the opposite?
"How many people logged in? One? Two?"
It would be possible if just one or two extraordinary people drove fighter planes across the line of fire and rushed onto the dragon ship, but it should not cause the entire battleship to lose control.
Duke Garibian took a deep breath and calmed down quickly. At this time, she finally showed the determination and courage that a commander of the Astral Knights should have.
"You guys, return immediately to reinforce the battleship." She ordered the subordinates around her.
These few astral knights, who had just been strengthened and looked like generals descending from heaven, after a brief hesitation, nodded slightly and drove the dragon to fly in the direction of the Pilgrimage.
As for the Grand Commander himself, he took a deep breath, opened his hand and then pulled out a huge lance more than five meters long as if from the void. The head of the spear seemed to be cut from a piece of natural topaz. Made of sharp points.
Therefore, it is difficult to tell whether this is a staff or a spear.
"Who says I can't kill people. Sister, when I was young, I was also the imperial spearmanship champion of the three realms!" She shouted loudly, and with a glazed glow, she rushed straight towards her warship. Her spiritual senses were fully unfolded, and she was searching for the layers of life that were still entangled in the chaotic energy storm inside the battleship.
Of course she captured it.
Her body became insubstantial for a moment, passing through the shield and armor of the Titan ship like a shadow, and returned to its solid form when she entered the interior.
At this time, she had entered the center of continuous explosions and extremely high temperatures. The burning turbid gas completely blurred her vision.
Of course, a person at the peak of the seventh ring who is only one step away from being a demigod would not be reduced to catching the enemy with his naked eyes.
In her spiritual sense, the surrounding environment was clear: the internal facilities of the surrounding battleships had been completely burned and deformed, as if a typhoon was blowing in and out of the room. She can no longer even tell which division of the battleship this place belongs to.
As for the various stumps and broken arms, they fill every corner of my senses. Duke Garibian didn't even bother to imagine how many soldiers were destroyed by the confrontation between the three saints.
She quickly caught sight of the three figures standing in front of each other in the open space. Their level of life is much higher than that of the frightened mortals around them.
However, just as the Duke was about to rush over, a radio sound suddenly sounded inside the ship.
"Alert! The Pilgrimage is lost! The Pilgrimage is lost! Attention all departments, recapture the Pilgrimage immediately! At any cost, recapture the Pilgrimage immediately!"