Stratholme God

   Chapter 1193 It is reasonable to bring something for self-defense

The sudden appearance of the unfamiliar army easily affected the entire sky wall, and even Alakir, who was sitting on the throne of the Aeolus, could not help but raise his huge head, crossed the void, and watched these uninvited guests who suddenly broke into the sky, and then entrenched in every part of the sky wall. The wind elements near the floating palace and the sky island also turned their heads and stared at these strange-looking mortal war weapons.

  The warning lights scattered around the airship and fortress to prevent friendly collisions flashed in the gray storm turbulence, like a swarm of approaching fireflies.

   Every time the red light flashes, you can see more red dots appearing, that is, a large number of planes start to rush out of the runway of the fortress and enter the sky completely.

  Fortresses, battleships, and smaller aircraft, as well as Black Dragon troops, began to spread out completely on the wider sky.

After the    red light, whether it was a huge air fortress or an airship that was slowly turning to reveal the broadside, the fiery red light unique to the fire element lit up in the mouths of their raised dark gun barrels.

   Just as the cannons were firing in unison, there was a moment of silence on the battlefield...

  Without warning or even communication, the Alliance Army simply and violently prepared to slam the wind element cluster as soon as it came up.

   Ironically, Alakir and his subordinates, who have been sealed for more than ten thousand years, have never seen anything like this.

   However, it was at this moment that Alakir keenly felt the great danger looming over him and his men.

   The voice of the Alliance's orders could be heard faintly in the wind.

   "Elemental artillery in place!"

   "Open the gun doors!"

   "Full Fleet—Volley—"

   The next moment, the Ebon Front Fortress, which was the size of dozens of football fields on one side alone, shook violently at the same time, together with hundreds of ships of various sizes, and they suddenly spewed violent flames toward the side of the sky wall.

  Thousands of streamers flashed, killing them at a speed far beyond the wind element's ability to react, and slammed into the sky island and floating palace on this side.

   "Rumble--"

   "Ah!" Before all the wind element creatures reacted, I don't know how many wind element creatures let out a dying scream that shook the world.

   Countless bright explosive fireworks exploded in the drowsy air at the same time, the splendid series of brilliance, unknowing people would even think that this was a fireworks display.

  Traditional explosives don't work well on air creatures, this is a magic cannonball specially built to meet Ottoman and his doglegs.

The    charge department is filled with elemental flames produced by Molten Core.

   "The power of Molten Core? Ragnar waste—" Alakir's thunderball-like pupils suddenly widened, and it was obvious that the Lord of Wind was in a state of rage.

  Cough! It's no wonder, to round up, that Ragnaros' product warmly welcomed Alakir's arrival.

The alliance used the range of the artillery to directly shoot a covering shot spanning ten kilometers, pouring all the firepower on the little brother and the old nest building of Ao Jun, although this level of power is far from enough to destroy the [Aeolus Throne] , but it's definitely more than enough to beat up ordinary air creatures and destroy those sky palaces that are equivalent to outposts.

   Less than thirty seconds later, the next salvo came again.

   is another series of explosions and destruction.

   Alakir sensed that at least one-tenth of his subordinates lost contact.

  The wind element brother can be reborn after death, but it takes time to revive!

   This mortal army has posed a substantial threat to Al'Akir's rule.

   "Attack! Destroy these mortal toys!" Alakir raised his head subconsciously, and waved the huge warblade in his right hand to the east.

   At that moment, hundreds of thousands of wind elemental creatures abandoned their settlements and killed the alliance army.

   In the face of the flying cannonballs, these wind element creatures made extremely flexible dodges.

   What snake-like maneuvers are the instincts imprinted in their elemental souls.

   Arthas suddenly found that the main gun basically couldn't fight these wind elements that looked like an inverted triangle fat man.

   "Fire in Phalanx!" The commander ordered, and there was naturally a staff member to allocate the airspace to be blocked by each ship.

   "Cleveland is in charge of D3, Columbia D1, Montpellier D2..."

  The modified Cleveland-class light cruiser has 56 40mm Bofors guns and 20 20mm Oerrey guns on a single ship.

  The Cleveland-class at sea only has anti-aircraft guns installed above the deck, while the flying version has all corners of the entire hull, and the anti-aircraft firepower is even more outrageous.

   The barrage drawn by such an exaggerated anti-aircraft gun is not something that the stunned wind element can dodge.

  In the eyes of the wind element, those big thick pipes 'raised their guns' at the same time and stabbed them with light guns at the same time.

  The most miserable element, the unfortunate ghost wind, was two kilometers away from the Cleveland, and saw with his own eyes a full 16 golden rays of light extending from the 40mm caliber gun barrel, and it was completely smashed into a sieve in an instant.

The overwhelming firepower of    fortresses and battleships can easily deliver a fatal blow to the incoming wind element.

   These wind elements finally felt scared.

   In their eyes, a fire elemental attack of this level, even if they were desperate in the Dominion War, they would not dare to take it hard, let alone die in vain.

   There was a shriek from the Council of Winds far away, and the silly and straight-forward wind elements spread out immediately, their density dropped rapidly, and they began to form formations, trying to outflank the past with a wide-area formation.

   As we all know, by concentrating firepower in one area and dispersing firepower like a hedgehog, the density of the barrage cannot be compared at all.

  When climbing to a higher altitude, the pressure received by the wind element was greatly reduced.

   Finally, some elite wind elemental creatures can rush to a closer distance.

   At this time, the small plane came into play.

   "Woooooo--" [Egg Wushufa] drove a [Pirate] fighter jet to quickly approach a wind element elite. Aiming at the goods is a shuttle machine gun swept up.

   That is a flame element machine gun with added material. In terms of power, it is no less than a 40mm howitzer. As soon as the shot hit, a fireball the size of a water tank was released in the body of the wind element.

The wind elemental creature suddenly let out a mournful wailing, and the lightning in the body became amazingly bright, as if it would collapse at any time; but the elite is the elite, and the blood bar is longer than the ordinary monster, even if the whole chest is hollowed out, Still did not die immediately, but was provoked fierceness.

   As the pirate fighter flew past it 30 meters away, he struck back with a huge slap and swept it into the air.

   This [Splitting Palm] was an electrified attack, like a chain lightning attack, almost covering an airspace the size of a basketball court.

  The fighter jet exploded into a ball of fire on the spot.

  I thought that the pilot was also finished, but who knew that this guy jumped out of the cabin at the last moment and pulled out a big pipe with his backhand.

   "Cough! It's reasonable for the pilot to carry a tube for self-defense, right?"

   In the next second, this guy blew away the last HP of the wind element.

   (end of this chapter)