Chapter 592 Purficott's Cannon
On the battlefield, Sandrillon was cooperating with Aruru, constantly summoning various demons to attack the male and female combination in front of him.
Most of these demon dolls look like they were improvised at random. Many of them are simply piles of stones, with no specific shape at all.
But each of these demons possesses quite astonishing power.
Some are like magic forts, constantly firing all kinds of magic at the gods of the male and female team; some are more like a battering ram, although the movement is slow, every blow makes the opponent must Take it seriously; there are also some demon dolls that are simply trebuchets, constantly collecting broken building fragments from around the battlefield and throwing them at the male and female pair...
Although the lethality of these attacks is mediocre, with the support of Aluru, the divine golem, these golem attacks can always produce unexpected effects.
For example, when the opponent's attention is distracted by Aluru, a powerful and heavy punch will immediately come from the side. If the opponent does not pay attention to defense, he will easily be hit by this punch. Hit.
And if the opponent dodges this punch, the magic-laden stone will hit their head again.
Although it seems that the male of the two can almost ignore these injuries, the woman on top of the man obviously does not have this ability. Even if it is just a scratch from a stone, she has to use part of her strength to deal with it. Only with treatment can recovery be achieved.
"Weird, isn't this woman a god?" Sandrillon was a little confused at this time, but he had to admit that the other party did withstand her attack and seemed to be able to do so with ease, but when she was attacked Will still get hurt.
Seeing this scene, Sandrillon immediately wanted to take advantage of it, not to mention causing the other party to be hit, or even severely injuring the other party, at least to anger the other party.
After all, this woman who can get hurt seems to be easier to deal with than a man who doesn't seem to be hurt.
So Sandrillon changed the type of summoned object he summoned, from a trebuchet to a bed crossbow, and he continued to fire crossbow arrows at the women in the male and female groups.
Although there were many missed shots, the woman soon had to be tired of dealing with Sandrillon's improved ballistae.
After all, this woman will be injured, and Sandrillon's attack is focused on not causing much damage, but just hitting the opponent.
This undoubtedly forced the woman to focus more energy on resisting attacks.
Seeing that her strategy was effective, Sandriyon suddenly felt inspired. However, just when she kept trying and planned to expand the results, the Claw Wolf suddenly grabbed two people on the ground who had been beaten to death. The purple giant corpse was thrown towards a location on the periphery of the battlefield.
And the voice of Perficott came from the Claw Wolf: "Sandrillon, just hold them back, leave the rest to me!"
Hear it Purficott's voice saw the strange behavior of the Claw Wolf just now. Although Sandrillon didn't know what Purficott was planning to do, he didn't go against her will and immediately adjusted his combat method. Taking the initiative to attack turned into stalling for time.
In fact, Sandrillon herself also felt that if she really continued to attack the woman just now, something very dangerous would happen to her.
This feeling seems to have no reason, but Sandrillon is still willing to believe in his feelings instead of continuing to be stubborn.
Outside the battlefield, Purficott's alchemy has transformed the remaining airship into an extremely huge cannon, and pointed the muzzle at the center of the battlefield. A purple beam of light.
"The attack by the airship just now had no effect, let me try the power of a larger-caliber artillery strike!" Sitting on the console of this giant cannon, Purficott's eyes were bloodshot at the moment. There is quite a feeling of a mad scientist, but this is just the result of her squeezing her own spirit to launch alchemy. Although the Philosopher's Stone is not used to create something out of nothing, if you want to forcibly shape an airship into a giant cannon, the consumption involved is still a huge burden even with the assistance of the Philosopher's Stone.
But for the sake of victory and killing the gods, Perficott made the cannon without hesitation and made the shells from the remaining thermobaric bombs.
"All fear comes from insufficient firepower. Let me try what it feels like to fire thermobaric bombs with an electromagnetic gun!" Purficott said, and activated the cannon under him.
Because it was made temporarily, the cannon itself looks a bit rough, and it looks like something created by evil scientists in old movies.
A steam boiler removed from the airship is used as a power source and is running at full load to drive the flywheel and rotating shaft. A generator is connected to the other side of the rotating shaft, which is constantly converting kinetic energy. The resulting electrical energy is charged into several storage bottles on the giant cannon.
With the continuous influx of electric energy, arcs flashed continuously on the entire giant cannon, so much so that Purficott's long silver hair also exploded under the action of static electricity. , which completely destroyed her image.
But Purficott didn't care at all, he just rolled his hair into a ball randomly, then took aim with the multi-function eyepiece, locking the purple beam of light into the sight.
Immediately, the storage battery on the cannon was full of energy, and Purficott pressed the launch button without hesitation.
Just a buzzing sound was heard, and several coils on the storage battery barrel instantly turned red. Powerful current filled these coils. Just the moment Perfectcott pressed the launch button, A thermobaric bomb that had been changed into the shape of a cannonball was ejected by the huge electromagnetic repulsion.
"Bang!" A loud noise made Purficott feel dazed for a moment, and then he gradually recovered.
This is not the explosion sound caused by the combustion of propellant when a traditional artillery fire is fired, but the sound made by the cannonball breaking the sound barrier when it is accelerated to exceed the speed of sound.
Perfect didn't care that the cannon almost shattered her eardrums. She just nervously adjusted her eyepiece, trying to see whether the cannon hit accurately.
However, she only saw the sky-high flames and violent explosions.
When transforming the thermobaric bomb into a cannonball, Purficott slightly adjusted its structure so that it could explode and burn more quickly, and at the same time make it more powerful.
"Did you hit it?" Purficott's eyes were full of expectation, but because the bombardment point had turned into a sea of flames, she could not see anything.
But then, she saw the purple light pillar that had stood firm in the firelight begin to dissipate.
The shot just now accurately hit this artifact, but I don’t know whether it destroyed it or killed the person who controlled it.
But no matter what, in this battle between humans and gods, humans were the first to win a city.
(End of this chapter)