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Chapter 1180 1178. Lord Pluto, use your invincible flaming fist on them!
"call"

The sound of the standard Creator-specification airborne capsule streaking across the scorching night sky was very dull, very much like the sound of a grumpy otaku swinging his fist and hitting his quilt, but the sound of this thing smashing into the burning battlefield below from high altitude with huge kinetic energy was still shocking.

Especially when their landing targets were chosen as the battle lines occupied by the fallen druids, this rapid airborne behavior itself became the first round of powerful attacks launched by the Creator God against the fallen.

The civil strife in the Castilla Tree has been going on for ten days, and the Fallen have gained the upper hand.

The druids of the Giant Tree Faction only had the last tree heart stronghold left, so the commanders arranged by the Witch Cult here neglected to protect the rear and flanks before the victory was within their grasp. They only left some Flesh Tearers to hunt here, which was really a fatal mistake.

"boom"

The sharp drop pod above slammed into a burning ruin like a cannonball. The noise it made was earth-shaking, causing a group of witch cultists who were kneeling and praying to the Midnight Mistress in the images of destruction to panic.

As the four square covers of the airdrop capsule opened and the Grand Duke's guard Bonnie rushed out with a group of vampire warriors, the other side's reaction was also quite clumsy.

They tried to fight back under the cover of the roaring Flesh Tearers, but were chopped down by a row of elite vampires at the first encounter. The Flesh Tearers couldn't even really charge before they were swept by Bonnie's eye rays and easily killed by the Hell Divers who followed closely behind with their chain swords.

There were also elven vampires from the Death Fang Clan in the opposing camp who tried to take advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack. However, the selection of members of this small clan founded by Luna was obviously not as strict as the selection of the Blood Eagle Clan in the new era, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

Especially in the eyes of an ancient like Bonnie who is over 500 years old, the counterattack launched by the newbies of the Death Fang Clan is no different from the fangs and claws of a naughty child.

She flashed three times on the ground, dodging the attacks of two Dead Fang vampires, and then grabbed the last one out of the shadows where he was hiding, grabbing his neck and roaring at him:
"Look me in the eyes! Bastard!"

"what!!!"

The struggling vampire knew something was wrong and was about to transform into a bat and disappear.

But Bonnie's burning eyes had already spewed out deadly flames, and in the ignition of the eye ridges brought about by the biological enhancement promoted by the R-9 base, the miserable Dead Tooth idiot had his skull burned through in a second and his heart was dug out by Bonnie's bloody claws.

This horrific execution immediately scared away the other Death Fang servants hiding in the midnight, making them realize the exaggerated gap between themselves and the Blood Eagle "main family".

They were about to follow the patriarch's teachings and escape from this dangerous situation, but the next second, when Triss flapped her blood dragon wings and fell from the sky, those Dead Fang vampires who were about to escape and those witch cultists who were being slaughtered by the patriarch's guards were struck by lightning one by one.

In that indescribable weird frenzy, these guys seemed to lose all their sanity in an instant.

As Tris herself looked on in astonishment, the Dead Fang vampires jumped out from their hiding places and rushed towards her madly but did not launch an attack. Instead, they knelt in front of Tris like the most fanatical believers.

They screamed in trembling voices:
"Ah! Mother of Midnight! The witch who is destined to control midnight and kill the stars, you have finally arrived in the night of destruction and death.

I pray for you!
I pray that you will take the scarlet steps to God!"

More and more bastards fell to their knees, screaming and praying loudly. Even those who had already escaped ran back as if they were sending themselves to death at some strange call.

With drop pods constantly descending from behind to attack the earth and the giant tree of Castilla blazing in the background, the scene of those fanatics kneeling on the ground and calling out was indescribably twisted and weird, just like a real cult scene, causing even a mentally unstable vampire guard like Bonnie to stop his black blade of slaughter.

She looked at her eldest princess with a puzzled look.

Cui Si was numb at this moment.

Her original intention was to assist Little Murphy's Helldivers to break through the defenses of the Fallen Druids as quickly as possible and enter the burning Castilla tree to obtain the original shrine of the Mother of the Forest, but she did not expect to cause such a "hot" scene as soon as she landed.

When she had heard that Luna had set up a "witch cult", she had never thought that the other party could really tame the believers to such an outrageous degree of disregard for life and death. But now seeing with her own eyes the behavior of these lunatics, Tris realized that Luna's belief formation in the past hundred years has really reached an extremely profound and outrageous level, which cannot be achieved by ordinary belief constraints. So it is certain that Luna used some forbidden techniques such as mental guidance and large-scale brainwashing.

At this moment, Tris clearly realized that the reason why Salokdar was able to create the Midnight Mistress's evil was not as simple as sacrificing the entire Blood Eagle Clan.

There is a formal faith group behind this behavior. In order to help Tris ascend to godhood, Yuan created an entire clearly defined religious group for her without her knowing anything about it. If Tris didn't know clearly what disastrous consequences her fusion with the Midnight Mistress would bring, she would have been "touched" by her adopted daughter's behavior.

However, at this moment, Tris, who was brought back on track by Murphy with "love and justice", only felt a chill on her back.

Her eyes swept over the witch cultists who were kneeling on the ground praying, completely ignoring the threats around them. She seemed to be able to see the "threads of faith" extending from their bodies gathering upward to an invisible place in this uneasy night sky, like a puppeteer's hand directing these guys in another dimension.

The invisible eyes of chaos were looking at him and calling him through the eyes of these believers.

"Come on, witch!"

A dead-fanged vampire raised her seductively twisted face, knelt on the ground and opened her arms to Tris in a fanatical manner.

She screamed in a hoarse voice:

"Come, become one with us, witch! We form the scarlet staircase to help you ascend to the midnight throne! Come, witch, He is waiting
Respond!
Come back to your warmest home."

"But I refuse!"

Tris took a step back and waved the Star Staff in her hand, turning the burning Fire of Creation into a flying raven, which burned the vampire to ashes in the hissing collision. However, this cruel scene did not affect the calls of other witch followers. They seemed to have not seen Tris's killing at all and still called for the witch's return with fanaticism.

As the best theologian on the continent, Tris had ridiculed and despised those fools who gave up reality for their faith in various ways throughout her long life. But when she saw these lunatics treating her with the same attitude, she could feel disgust and resistance from the bottom of her heart.

She didn't know how many followers of the Witch Cult had been hiding in various parts of the world in the past hundred years, but she knew that she had a new goal in the second half of her long life. She had to eliminate the cancer of the Witch Cult!
After all, the source of the appearance of these guys in front of him was his indulgence and guidance of Luna in the past.

You also have to take some responsibility.

"Grand Duke, these people."

Bonnie stepped forward and asked in a low voice:
"I don't know much about faith, but I guess they will obey all your orders unconditionally, so."

"Purify them!"

Tris held the glowing Blood Heart Pendant on her chest. The Omega energy contained in this thing allowed her mind to remain calm at this moment and not be affected by external forces, and also prevented her from hearing the corrupted call of the Midnight Mistress.

She said with disgust:
"I can't give them any orders! That would be like me accepting my identity as a witch, and would symbolically bind me to the Midnight Mistress even further. Luna placed them here to get me on that path, but I won't step into the same quagmire twice."

"Ah."

Bonnie nodded, turned around and shot out her scorching eyes that swept across the kneeling lunatics behind her like a sickle, but those guys neither ran away nor resisted, they just stood there shouting the witch's name loudly.

They are like pieces of firewood that have been placed on the altar, and being ignited is their only fate.

On this same battlefield, it wasn't just the Witch Cult's cultists who were set on fire, but also the fallen druids and the fallen sons of God who were discovered and sent here by Dusk. But their treatment was obviously worse.

Because at this time, in addition to the angry Sea Elf Prince Ivirios and his warriors, leading the Hell Divers to charge forward, there was also a brigade of power armored knights commanded by Lord Murphy himself, wearing the Warmaster's weapons.

Even though the enemy had an astonishing number of Flesh-Tearers and Chaos Creatures as cannon fodder and vanguards, facing the collective offensive of the Hell Divers that Murphy had specially prepared for a war of annihilation, these little Karami were still no match for them on a battlefield of this scale!
The number of power armors carried by the Origin Vanguard is not large, and there are only ten including the Warmaster's weapons. However, the damage and killing of these individual soldiers at the extreme limit of their strength on the battlefield is not simply a matter of quantity. If the enemy cannot withstand the charging spearheads formed by the power armor knights, it means that no matter how many layers of positions there are, they will be penetrated in a very short time.

What's more, when Murphy went to the battlefield tonight, he also got the "specialized weapons" armed by the Warmaster that were specifically used to deal with these corrupted creatures.

"boom"

The slightly strange-looking Insect Spear Dragon Spear pierced forward and hit the body of a seven-meter-tall crazy ancient war tree. The extremely sharp Demigod Insect Spear easily pierced through this large anti-infantry unit with the blessing of 50 points of power armor, and the light and heat attached to it ignited the heart of the ancient war tree at the moment of piercing. The scorching sun that sprayed out along with the piercing of the Insect Spear also engulfed all the roaring flesh-tearing ghosts within 90° in front of Murphy.

When Murphy pulled out the Insect Spear Dragon Spear, the scorching shock formed by the collision of the corrupted aura of the Ancient War Tree and Palom's solar energy turned into an energy halo that exploded in all directions, turning several nearby Chaos Treemen into moving torches and igniting them.

"Ha! Use the Flame Fist on them!"

Murphy shouted in a very childish tone in his power armor, then swung his Insect Spear Dragon Spear and stabbed at a Fallen Son of God who was sneaking towards him from the side.

That idiot thought that he would not be sensed as he passed through the forest under the protection of the power of the Forest Mother, but what this guy who was eager to attack Murphy did not know was that the target he had chosen had a cheating treatment of 50 points of perception.

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The unlucky girl was easily locked onto by Murphy the moment she sneaked into the shadow of the tree. In Murphy's view, her careful movement in the shadow of the tree was just like a child carrying gold through a busy city.

The Fallen Son of God was startled by Murphy's reaction. She immediately turned herself into a piece of wood as a substitute to avoid the attack, but the burning insect spear detonated the scorching power of the sun's impact before the collision, causing her to scream and cross her arms to burst out her Son of God power on the spot, summoning a large number of vines and trees to form a wall-like shield, but was easily pierced through.

"boom"

Another burning golden human-shaped flame exploded in front of Murphy's eyes, representing the death of a fool who chose the wrong camp.

"My Flame Fist is truly invincible."

Murphy took back the still burning Insect Spear Dragon Spear with the posture of a master. He stroked the smooth golden surface of the dragon spear and was very satisfied with this new weapon.

Well, the name of this thing is "Murphy's Flame Fist".

Do not ask!

The question is what a certain vampire duke, who was influenced by the corrupt culture of another world, had a sudden idea after completing the enchantment.

Of course, it’s also possible that Cuisi drank too much when she was enchanting the insect spear, causing her mind to become uncontrollable and show signs of "being funny" again.

Murphy, wearing the Warmaster's armor, stood on the battlefield purified and ignited by the power of the scorching sun. He looked back and saw the Helldivers fighting in the storm raised by Ivelios.

Lao Zhao divided his subordinates into several battalions, each of which followed two power armor knights to carry out breakthrough and elimination operations. The various action modes of professionals on the battlefield had completely different expressiveness from those of the players.

Even without the assistance of power armor, these guys would instinctively use tactics when attacking small strongholds.

The three-three assault system, which Lao Qin had spent more than half a year trying to teach the funny player infantrymen, has now become the most basic tactical option in the hands of these soldiers, and they have also made great use of the Iron Fist missiles and mortars used to support the assault.

Apart from anything else, at least in terms of accuracy, all the Helldivers crush ordinary players.

Murphy even saw three soldiers using two mortars to fire three shots at an angle of nearly 90 degrees, all of which hit a group of degenerates hiding above the front line. Those guys were blown into the sky before they even had time to react.

This can be used directly as a teaching case for the hard-nosed players among you.

And their tactical allocation is very flexible.

As Murphy and the Power Armor Knights broke through the outer defenses of the Witch Cult and approached the Castilla Tree, the Helldivers were blocked by the army of tree people summoned by the fallen druids and the ancient war trees that had gone mad because of the corruption of the Mother of the Forest. These plant units had no health bars or fatal flaws, and bullets posed almost no threat to them.

Normally this type of special enemy would cause great trouble to the newbies, but at the command of Captain Zhao, soldiers equipped with flamethrowers immediately took turns to use the raging fire filled with fuel and the storm created by His Highness Ivirios in a special position to form a fire tornado, which quickly opened up the situation.

The problem is that the flamethrower is not a standard weapon for the Helldivers, but an optional special weapon.

In other words, before Lao Zhao charged into the ground, he had already anticipated that there might be enemies that could not be dealt with by bullets, so he equipped himself with a large number of flamethrowers in advance.

Tsk tsk, look at their tactical arrangements. Murphy doesn't need to worry about anything on the battlefield. Their unique command and combat system means that Murphy only needs to do one thing when commanding such an army.

Tell them exactly who the enemy is and where they are, and then wait for the news of victory to come back.

“It’s so worry-free.”

Murphy sighed in his heart:

“Although it may seem a bit unfair to those funny little players who risked their lives in my name, I still have to say that professionals are different. Since the assault situation is so good, let’s just go all out and charge into the core area of ​​the Castilla Giant Tree!”

As he thought so, he drove the Flame Fist Dragon Spear forward to break through, and soon encountered the obstruction of two Golden Fallen Archdruids. At this moment, Murphy suddenly received a communication from the Hades Worm:

"Lord Pluto! The Earth Mother Goddess, Lady Gaia, asked me to inform you that she sensed the abnormal rhythm of the Holy Light on her way to the battlefield. She thought you would definitely be interested in this news."

"what?"

Murphy was stunned for a moment and asked:

"What do you mean by abnormal rhythm? Isn't the Holy Light Seed still awake? Why is it abnormal at this time?"

"buzz"

Before Murphy could ask for an answer, he felt a hot and brilliant force erupting on the battlefield behind him, causing Murphy and the two fallen archdruids who were attacking him to look back.

The golden light was bursting out on the battlefield in the dark night, like a golden torch that could not be ignored in any area, as if it was going to completely illuminate this righteous land shrouded in corruption. Murphy's perception was super strong, so he could even clearly hear the Golden Peach Knight's equally puzzled scream coming from the burst of light:

"Oh my god! Why am I suddenly bright? Never mind, ah, holy light! This enemy in front of me is worth fighting!!!"

(End of this chapter)