Chapter 1981 Flying
The combat power of the multiverse world is actually very outrageous.
For example, on Earth, tanks are the king of land warfare, but in the eyes of people in the multiverse world, this big iron can is also worthy of being called the king of land warfare?
How can machinery compare to the trained body?
High explosion bomb?
Your magic is quite interesting, but it is not very powerful.
Of course, this is the statement about the high-end bureau, otherwise Jiuke's prison would not be full of people.
Alisha's situation is actually very similar to that of the earth, and her personal force value is not high.
There will be people rushing forward against the firepower net, purely because there are too few people in them.
There are probably forty or fifty cultists, almost twice as many as Alyssa and the others. This picture is actually like what Alder and the others saw when they went to find the Demon King Ring.
The Glow Ion Yin Cultivation Society clearly has very high-end magic skills, but it fights back and forth with a group of wild bear mercenaries who are playing with swords.
But the problem is not big. The power of the gun lies in its reproducibility and ease of operation.
How long have you been trained by cultists?
But as long as a gun is opened, you need as much as you want.
Besides, energy weapons are not completely useless.
Alyssa raised her hand and shot two times at the cultist who was blown away on the ground. Then she quickly retreated with everyone, raised her gun and pointed it at the cultist on the stairs and shot another set of strafing.
And don't forget that in addition to carrying guns, Alyssa and the others also have a strong support.
Sista was still lying on the stairs.
It followed Li Chengqi's order and followed Alyssa. Because she was too big, she didn't look up at all when she was observing her secretly.
The cultists didn't know that there was a two-headed sea snake hidden behind Alyssa and the others. When they saw them jumping down the stairs and rushed over, they were greeted by a pair of amber eyes.
The two cultists were petrified on the spot. Before the other cultists could react, Sista waved his tail and took several more photos.
Sista then looked at Alyssa who was jumping down the stairs with one of her heads, and thought it would be better to obey the orders, so she climbed down the stairs.
At this moment, Alyssa and the others set up their fronts again and continued to shoot at the other cultists on the stairs.
Seeing Sista climbed down, there was no need to worry about accidental injury. The magic flamethrower sprayed a dozen meters of flame tongue at the stairs.
Screams echoed in the open auditorium. It is true that the cultists could hit a few energy beams, but they could not hold back by being attacked by laser guns and plasma guns in succession, let alone there is a Things like magic flamethrowers and grenades began to be swept down in pieces.
Of course, the cultists also began to fight back.
They stood on the stairs, conquering the people, holding up the evil emblem.
Sticky things began to appear on the ground, like blood stains, and even twisted worms could be seen. Alyssa and the others immediately discovered that their movement was severely restricted, as if they were being treated with something Things entangled your feet.
A series of glowing spheres, strong sour arrows with pungent smell, hit the head and face.
Most cultists have not reached the level of ‘priest’. In addition to demanding piety, they also need enough magic to become priests.
The vast majority of people are actually unqualified, and now they can only be called a monk.
However, the acolyte can also use one or two magical techniques, and this counterattack has caused some trouble to Alyssa and the others.
It is quite unwise to stand in an open place and ejaculate with these guys. Thanks to everyone wearing heavy protective clothing, otherwise the loss of staff has begun.
But there is no cover in the auditorium at all. In addition, the movement force is hindered, so it is difficult to move, so I have to shoot at the right time.
Sista, who had just climbed down, seemed to have received a new order. It climbed up along the stairs, with two big snakes spreading their bloody mouths.
Sista’s petrochemical gaze ability is not something you can use at will. It requires waiting for CDs, but it also has breathing ability. Extremely cold air spurted out from the two snake heads, and the cultist who was praising the Centipede was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, and was then shattered by various energy beams.
"Waste!"
Immediately afterwards, Alyssa and the others saw the disheveled cult appeared on the heads of other cultists, and their whole body seemed to be It can float there like a flying and stretch out its dry fingers.
A purple-red lightning beam hit Dui's chest, and while hitting, the light began to turn around, jumping on several people until it hit the point where it stood. Sannafia, the turning light disappeared.
The people who were hit were as if they were knocked over by a truck, flew backwards one after another, and several people were missing at once.
But Sannafia is fine, she didn't even shake it.
In addition to the sharp reduction in power due to several consecutive twists, Sannafia's own physical strength is actually ridiculously strong.
With a few people missing, the firepower net will certainly weaken. Alyssa and the others quickly moved their steps desperately to block the people who were knocked away to avoid them being attacked, but the sticky blood stains under their feet seriously hindered them. Movement, this formation adjustment is very difficult.
The guy with disheveled hair is not of high rank, but he is a real priest and still has a lot of magic tricks to use in his hands.
Alyssa and the others had never seen such things before. No one had learned spells from them.
Seeing that the grandson was about to raise the holy emblem again, Alyssa raised her hand and fired two shots with her powerful revolver, and saw the bullet bounced away with her own eyes.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
She shouted: "Big Ben! Go and fry it!"
Because Benben was too big, he kept standing below and didn't move at all.
Hearing Alyssa's voice, the two rotor structures behind Benben rolled, and two four-piece rocket launchers were resisted on their shoulders.
The cultist with disheveled hair also whispered when he saw this. He noticed that there was a golem below, but he knew that there was a rocket launcher behind the golem.
As the rocket engine was ignited, Benben really didn't know what to save money, so he directly launched a full bomb, and eight personnel killing grenades flew over.
The cultist with disheveled hair had never seen this thing before, but he thought about it and knew that it must be some kind of powerful weapon.
He did dodge, but he did not use flying skills to show off in the sky, but to float skills.
The difference between the two is that the speed of the flight is very fast, while the speed of the float is...
So, the speed is equal to the speed of the caster's walking.
This is not too late to avoid it.
The powerful rocket hit almost at the same time, and the terrifying explosion and shock wave even reversed the flames of the magic flamethrower in an instant.
The cultists on the stairs were swept down in pieces like bowling bottles, and Alyssa and the others had to lie down to avoid the explosion of shrapnel.
After all, it is launching personnel killer grenades, rather than tandem charge armor-breaking bombs, and the threat of shrapnel is still very great.
It's a good thing that Alyssa didn't let Benben use a shrapnel, otherwise the steel balls would be fired out at the same time as they exploded, and it would be too uncomfortable to accidentally hurt her own people.
The shock wave and flames always pass. Alyssa heard the jingle sound falling near her. Eighty times it was the explosion that damaged some of the walls of the room and the gravel was shaken down.
As soon as she looked up, she saw the evil emblem used by the cultists landing not far in front of her, and the evil emblem was holding a broken hand tightly.
The black ragged robe belonging to the cultist only fell from the sky at this time. The cultist who was hit by eight rockets was already blown to pieces on the spot.
Pretentious, right? I'll let you fly!
(This chapter ends)