The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1890 Gotha
Relying on the power of science and technology, the human race took the lead in this unprecedented decisive battle and seized a huge advantage!
It's not just a firepower net on the ground.

above the sky.

Pieces of unmanned aerial vehicles whizzed past, forming contiguous black clouds. Using the precise guidance system, they also caused terrible damage to Old Demon!
"No, if this continues, these ghosts will kill our warriors!"

"Let Davari City go! Find the commanding heights and knock those things down!"

Well known.

Among the ten cities in the Lost Realm, the crossbowmen in Davari City are the most powerful. Their crossbows are larger than the average human race, and they cannot be controlled by those who are not strong enough.

This also contributed to the fact that Davari's crossbowmen are all elite soldiers selected from thousands of miles.

And there is a black bamboo forest next to Davari, the toughness and elasticity of the black bamboo produced there can be said to be the most in the lost world!

That's why Davari's bow and crossbow troop is the best in the Lost Realm!

Braving the dense rain of shells, as many as 2000 crossbowmen in Davari acted vigorously, found buildings and high points that had not been destroyed by the war, and began to climb!
Stretch your arms and pull the strings.

Sharp eyes.

Aim at the iron lump in the sky.

Bow like a full moon!

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Sharp arrows as thick as javelins whizzed through the air, rubbed out flames, and scrambled to see the drones shooting towards the sky!

"Bang bang bang..."

It is worthy of being the famous crossbow troop in the entire Lost Realm.

Under the impact, clusters of sparks shot out one after another, once again bringing gorgeous fireworks to the battlefield.

"continue!"

"shoot!"

Seeing the aerial weapons of the human race falling out of control in round after round of shooting by his own side, General Davari Gotha couldn't help showing a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

The drones falling with black smoke, the rain of arrows shooting continuously, and the powerful old demons laughing unscrupulously, if there is a war reporter who can capture this scene, it will definitely win a Pulitzer Prize for journalism!
suddenly.

Gotha laughed stagnantly, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes flickered.

A coolness inexplicably grew, and then spread rapidly, and a cold wave began to spread on his back.

The sharp intuition of the strong reminded him that someone was staring at him.

His whole body tensed up subconsciously. Apart from Liang's accident, Gotha felt even more threatened.

crunch...

He quietly clenched the big killer that deters the Lost Realm, a frighteningly shaped saber!

of course.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an elephant chopping knife.

Because it is so big and generous!

It doesn't matter if such a weapon is sharp or not, because with its weight, not many people should be able to bear it when it falls.

Then, Gotha turned around sharply and looked under a wall about 30 meters behind him.

as predicted!

A human race wearing a hood was standing there quietly staring at him.

Starting from the neck, it is covered with complex lines.

With a figure of more than eight feet, he is absolutely strong and tall in the human world!

"who are you?"

The strong voice was wrapped in a strong evil intention, Gotha's eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was ferocious, which made people shudder.

"The Holy Alliance of Human Race."

"The head of the Fifth Legion."

"Sacco!"

It really is a human race!
Moreover, he is still a legion commander? !
According to the power system of the human race, this position is considered to be higher than their city lord!
Gotha subconsciously tightened his mind, and then grinned grimly.

"Good come!"

"Hold your head, I'm just going to claim merit!"

Before he finished speaking, he jumped forward suddenly, like a cheetah pounced.

Move like a bow, send like a thunderbolt!
Holding the terrifying saber tightly, the muscles all over his body bulged like a hill, and he raised the saber high above his head, as if he was going to split the pharaoh in two with a single blow!
Roar!
As the saying goes, one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous.

However, when wielding such a huge weapon, it is inevitable that it is not so flexible. Even if this defect has been weakened to the greatest extent by Gotha's powerful strength, in the duel of masters, although the oncoming momentum of Zhan Saber is turbulent and oppressive, it is too slow. Some.

Sac took a step sideways, dodging the terrifying knife in a frightening manner. In an instant, like an earthquake, under the huge impact, the ground was overwhelmed and immediately collapsed.

Gotha's eyes were bloodthirsty, he immediately raised his head, seeing that the attack was in vain, he immediately wanted to raise his knife and slash again, but at this moment, Sak had already jumped up, his right leg was thrown horizontally, and his castration was like a whip, and he was stabbed firmly on the side of Gotha's head. superior!

"Snapped!"

Gotha's head was forced to tilt, and his whole body also flew sideways, but fortunately, the terrifying weight of the Saber slowed down his momentum, and scratched a deep mark on the ground.

After 30 meters, Gotha stabilized his balance, shook his head, and then spit out bloody saliva on the ground with a "pooh", then stared at Sak, his eyes gradually congested.

Such an injury was nothing to him with thick skin and flesh, but it was an unbearable shame.

"Look more at the world, because right away, you won't be able to see."

Accompanied by a roar, he raised his knife and charged furiously, absorbing the previous experience, and changed from chopping to sweeping, as if he wanted to cut off the opponent in the middle!

Sac was still taciturn, but his reaction was thunderous. Although his body was burly and majestic, his speed was not slow at all. His sharp eyes understood Gotha's thoughts. He stomped the knife face like a dragonfly.

"boom!"

The surging force hit his wrist, Gotha's face changed slightly, and he could only watch helplessly as the saber fell to the ground.

at the same time.

Sak, who didn't say a word, turned from defense to offense, stepped forward close to the body, and used the joints of his whole body as weapons to start a close hand-to-hand fight with Gotha!

As a pharaoh, Sak has incorporated yoga into martial arts. In terms of body flexibility, there are few people in the world today.

Open and close, but also tricky and sharp.

Gotha had no chance to lift the knife again, and in an instant, his body was hit in many places.

The sound was as rapid as a drumbeat.

Blood began to overflow from the corner of his mouth, and he retreated steadily.

This level of duel, once the opportunity is lost, it is very difficult to get it back.

With a body as strong as iron, there were many skins and bruises, but Gotha had nothing to do except roar wildly.

"Weaker than expected."

Sac finally said a word, and then used his palm as a knife, from top to bottom, with the momentum of thunder, he slammed on Gotha's sky cap.

"Snapped!"

Gotha seemed to be struck by lightning, his face froze, his mind was blank for a moment, and then the turbulent force spread down, and he knelt down on the ground uncontrollably.

The expressionless Sac then raised his right leg and kicked forward mercilessly, without any fancy tricks, and hit Gotha on the forehead neatly and simply.

"boom!"

Gotha's head fell back first, and then spread all over his body, and his whole body flew backwards in a slump.

(End of this chapter)