Chapter 203 The small weather station was destroyed
When five intelligent mechanics appeared and received Zeng Shen’s order, they each ran to one of the circular weather houses to activate the small weather station.
Soon.
A puff of snow-white smoke rose from the top of the five round houses of the small weather station.
As soon as this white smoke appeared, it flew into the middle of the flower elves, and gathered into a huge white cloud above the flaming butterfly wood and pear tree.
As soon as the white clouds formed, an extremely cold chill seeped out from them, and then white snowflakes and bone-chilling raindrops flew down.
Under the freezing snow and rain, the flames that were about to burn into the tree crown suddenly began to weaken very quickly.
Zeng Shen visually inspected it and found that it only took about a minute to completely extinguish it.
In the sky of the field of flowers.
Kumu looked at the five intelligent mechanics that Zeng Shen took out. After being briefly shocked, a fierce light flashed in his eyes and he said to his followers below:
"Our believers, no matter what the cost, please destroy that weather station for me."
"Yes, my god."
Kumu followers, Deadwood tribe, Deadleaf The Elf Tribe, the Locust Female Tribe, and the Deadwood Cannon Tribe stationed in a circle around the Flower Elf Tribe, immediately responded to the call.
Next.
The Dead Wood Tribe, the Dead Leaf Elf Tribe, and the Locust Female Tribe rushed towards the gate of the Flower Elf Tribe.
The two hundred three-meter-high deadwood cannons of the human race adjusted the muzzles of their huge deadwood cannons and pointed them at the small weather station, and energy began to condense in the cannon light.
Zeng Shen looked at the Kumu believers who were coming over, and hurriedly shouted to the three figures in the crown of the butterfly wood and pear tree: "Nusi, Xueye, and Locust Bell, come down quickly and stop these dead branches and leaves from coming. Destroy the weather station.”
Whoosh!
As soon as Zeng Shen finished speaking, a huge wooden cannonball condensed from the muzzle of the deadwood cannon leader Gurung and flew towards the small weather station.
Suddenly.
A half-meter-long cone-wood cannonball quickly fell to the center of the small weather station.
In an instant, the conical wooden shell touched the iron wall of the weather station building and exploded instantly, emitting a dazzling withered yellow fire.
In the withered yellow firelight, extremely hard hardwood blocks as big as fingernails filled the sky, flying towards the surrounding weather station walls with sharp penetrating power, making a rapid dinging sound.
Zeng Shen stood in front of the weather station gate. The moment the wooden cannonball hit, he immediately fell to the ground with his head in his hands.
When the roar disappeared.
Among the wooden cannonballs, some hard wood pieces flew out like bullets, and they also flew toward him.
But it’s okay.
The air shield on Zeng Shen automatically consumes the power of faith every minute and has not been cancelled.
Therefore.
These hard wood blocks flew into the air shield and did not cause any substantial damage to him. They only made an extremely harsh clanking sound, which made him feel a lingering fear.
"Fortunately, I didn't turn off the air shield."
"Otherwise, I would have been beaten into a brush."
Zeng Shen rejoiced, turned his head, and bombarded Gu Long, the deadwood cannon man just now View of the location of the small weather station.
In the middle of a small weather station.
A dent appeared on the huge round house like a balloon. The center of the dent looked like broken glass, and there were scattered wall cracks everywhere.
"What the hell, if we fire a few more rounds at most, this small weather station will be destroyed."
As soon as Zeng Shen's angry voice rang out, several more wooden cone shells were fired from other dead wood cannons. From the muzzle of the dead wood cannon, it fired towards the small weather station.
Rumble...
Seven or eight roars sounded rapidly from different locations of the small weather station, shooting out countless hardwood blocks and making a sudden tinkling and harsh sound.
All at once.
On the small weather station and on several other large round balloon rooms, there are more or less dents and tiny cracks.
"What the hell, you are the only one who has a cannon, don't I have a cannon?"
Zeng Shen got angry when he saw the small weather station and was bombarded so violently again.
He quickly took out the divine rocket launcher card that he had never used before from the backpack space, and his consciousness condensed slightly. A half-meter-long, military-green, ten-pound rocket launcher with a butt at the bottom suddenly appeared in his hand.
Zeng Shen clamped the tail of the rocket launcher barrel on his shoulder, held the muzzle with his left hand, grabbed the butt of the gun with his right hand, and pressed his fingers on the launcher.
Then he looked at the deadwood cannon men around him.
Soon.
He aimed at a deadwood cannon man who had just turned the deadwood cannon's muzzle and was about to launch a bombardment with only level one strength and ordinary qualifications.
He pressed the transmitter quickly.
Suddenly.
In the originally empty divine energy rocket cannon barrel, a burst of divine energy was condensed into a divine energy shell with a diameter of ten centimeters, which was quickly ejected from the barrel.
Boom…
A loud boom sounded.
A miniature three-meter-high mushroom cloud instantly rose up from the position of the dead wood cannon man with ordinary qualifications and first-level strength, stirring up countless dust and broken wood leaves.
"Ah..."
The extremely tragic sound of dead wood cannons quickly sounded from the dust and broken wood.
All the intelligent races present heard the bombardment and the scream.
They all turned to look at the deadwood cannon man.
Suddenly everyone saw that in the dust, there was a dead wood cannon man covered in coke and smoking, the dead wood cannon barrel disappeared behind him, and he was lying on the ground screaming.
in the sky.
Kum frowned when he saw the miserable state of his followers who were hit by the rocket launcher that Zeng Shen took out.
Although this believer has first-level strength.
But what kind of rocket launcher is this rocket launcher? Its power is a bit too strong.
In front of the weather station gate.
Zeng Shen was very satisfied with the power of the divine rocket launcher and its almost non-existent thrust.
Just now, the moment this divine cannonball was sprayed out.
Zeng Shen was mentally prepared that his shoulders would be numb from the shock, but in the end there was no pushing force.
Immediately he was overjoyed and quickly aimed at a Deadwood Cannonman with second-level strength and ordinary qualifications, and blasted towards him.
There was a boom.
Another mushroom cloud exploded and dispersed, leaving behind countless dust.
In the dust.
Zeng Shen saw a withered yellow halo appearing on the second-order deadwood cannon man.
In the aperture.
This deadwood cannon man was unscathed.
"Damn, this aperture is the Deadwood Cannon's defensive skill, Deadwood Barrier."
Zeng Shen said angrily.
At this time, the other deadwood cannon men also completely adjusted their muzzles and fired out dense wooden bullets towards the small weather station.
Pause time.
The small weather station was like an earthquake. It was completely bombarded by wooden cannonballs, and all the large round houses collapsed.
As the small weather station collapsed, the freezing snow and rain above the Diemu pear tree suddenly disappeared.
The withered scarecrow, which was originally affected by the freezing snow and rain, had only about ten seconds to completely extinguish the flames. A raging fire that was even bigger than before erupted from its body, covering the entire butterflywood pear tree at a rapid speed. .
The moment the entire butterfly wood pear tree was completely enveloped by the raging flames.
In the minds of all the intelligent races present, they instantly heard the coquettish screams that suddenly sounded in the buds of the huge Butterfly Queen in the center of the tree canopy.
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