SFS Chapter 460 Killing Weapon
Chapter 460 Killing Weapon
At this moment, Lizard Beng was already entangled with Tiger Hill Bear Fly. Tiger Hill tightly wrapped his front paws around Lizard Beng's front paws, and Zhongxing took the opportunity to bite off Lizard Beng's tail.
Intense pain shot through his back, and a flash of anger and ferocity crossed the monitor lizard's dark eyes.
Since they began serving that lord, no orc has ever dared to do this to him in all these years!
The lizard sensed a challenge from its inferior, even though its tail could regenerate.
He was completely enraged by the two male orcs.
The monitor lizard growled angrily at the tiger in front of it, "Who exactly are you people?"
Tiger Hill swung his claws and gouged out the monitor lizard's eyes, leaving them bleeding profusely. What was it babbling about? He couldn't understand it!
However, this old orc was quite strong in combat, and even with Xiong Fei fighting him two against one, they could only barely hold him off.
Not far away, Lang Luo had already transformed into the form of a giant wolf, its sharp fangs biting open the hind leg of the sand boar, seemingly gaining the upper hand.
The most troublesome ones were not them, but the male orcs of the Golden Scorpion Guard. The Golden Scorpions had hard shells, and their pincers and stingers were coated with venom. Their beast-like forms were both offensive and defensive, making them extremely difficult to deal with.
Xiong Zhan and Xi Zhao circled around Xie Yong, being extra careful not to get stung by his venom.
Seeing this scene, Lin Baiyan's heart sank slightly. Ordinary orcs were easy to deal with, but these leading figures were truly beyond his expectations.
He tilted his head slightly, looking at Yang Ye with a serious expression, "Is it assembled?"
Yang Ye nodded slightly. "Alright."
As he spoke, a colossal creature slowly appeared behind the crowd from the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, gradually stopping beside them, its dark holes pointing towards the battlefield.
This is a throwing vehicle built by the weapons department for Lin Baiyan's killing machine.
At this moment, Yang Ye took out his whistle, and a strange melody suddenly appeared on the battlefield. The warriors of the Beast City who were entangled with the enemy suddenly turned serious, looked at each other, and scattered to the edge of the tents.
The three orc races were somewhat bewildered by their appearance. What was going on? Weren't they planning a sneak attack? Why did they suddenly turn and run away?
So, are they going to fight or not?
The beastmen of Beast City wouldn't explain any of this to them and simply made their escape.
Xiong Fei and Hu Qiu were the fastest runners. Almost the instant they heard the whistle, they immediately stopped fighting and took off running.
Xiong Zhan and Xi Zhao were not to be outdone, but Lang Luo looked at them with a blank expression. It was Xi Zhao who helped him up, and together with Xiong Zhan, they carried the giant wolf on either side and ran outside.
There's no way around it, this thing is just too aggressive. If you're too slow, you might end up meeting the Beast God along with your enemies.
In just a few seconds, only the figures of the three orc races remained in the camp.
By this time, the projectile vehicles had been reloaded. Lin Baiyan looked indifferently at the male beastmen in the arena, as if they were lambs to the slaughter. He waved his hand cleanly and decisively, "Fire!"
Almost the instant he finished speaking, the launcher released its valve, and a streak of light was slowly launched towards the battlefield.
"Three, two, one..." Lin Baiyan slowly counted three in his mind.
"Bang, bang bang—"
A massive plume of smoke, like an invisible behemoth, erupted from the sky and slowly descended. Crimson flames ripped through the air, swirling and falling to the ground like a graceful hunter, bringing endless disaster to the beastmen below.
A golden scorpion watched helplessly as an unknown object slowly landed beside him. Before he could react, a violent explosion rang in his ears, and the surging heat wave distorted the air around him.
In the blink of an eye, the golden scorpion's limbs surged in all directions like fireworks, and the eyes on its lonely head were filled with overwhelming fear and confusion.
That's right, this is a new throwing vehicle that the weapons department spent nearly half a year developing. It is loaded with gunpowder, which doubles its power.
The gunpowder they brought out now was more stable in composition and had a greater power than the experimental sample No. 1 that Lin Baiyan had packed for Lang Cang when he went south.
Lin Baiyan hadn't initially expected them to reach such a high level of mastery in gunpowder production, but unexpectedly, six months later, the people in the weapons department gave him a pleasant surprise.
It is said that the main part was researched by Fox Dream. Lin Baiyan recalled it in his mind at that time before he finally matched it with that somewhat stuttering and reserved sub-beastman.
Unexpectedly, this creature, which looks sweet and sticky like a small sticky cake, was able to research and develop such an explosive weapon without batting an eye.
You can't judge a book by its cover.
Thanks to Fox Dream, they brought two throwing vehicles with them on this trip, which came in very handy at this time. These long-range offensive weapons were perfect for dealing with those Golden Scorpion Beastmen whose shells were as hard as tortoise shells.
After the first catapult vehicle ran out of ammunition, the second one slowly moved forward, launching a continuous barrage of attacks.
Sure enough, just like the shells of those Venusian orcs, no matter how hard they are, they can't withstand a weapon with such great destructive power.
The orcs of the three races surrounding the battle circle had already sensed the threat from this behemoth and instinctively turned to run away.
Who knew that as soon as they reached the edge of the forest, they were caught red-handed by the warriors of the Beast City who were already waiting there, and their only fate was to go and accompany the Beast God.
On the battlefield, the sound of explosives detonating was constant. The warriors of the Beast City, who were watching the battle from the vicinity, kept a close eye on the orcs inside, as if they were human reaping machines.
The warriors of Beast City watched the battle unfold intently, their mouths taunting, "To hell with them! If we don't kill them this time, I'll call them grandpa!"
"The High Priest's move was terrifying! What if he scares all those orcs to death? What use are we then?" The warriors of Beast City rubbed their hands excitedly.
"Come on, hurry up and keep an eye on the survivors. Maybe we can still scrape together some meat broth." A male orc looked slightly dejected. "They'd better be able to withstand the bombs. I haven't even made my appearance today yet!"
Seeing the devastation on all sides of the battlefield, Lang Luo's gaze slowly glazed over. He turned his head inch by inch towards Xi Zhao beside him, swallowing hard. "What is this..."
Wolf Luo's fist trembled slightly at his side. He had never seen such a destructive weapon on the orc continent. If he hadn't left in time, he would probably have been blown to bits...
Xiong Fei turned his head and slowly revealed his gleaming white teeth. "This is the High Priest's weapon."
Wolf Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and then he looked at the sub-orc at the front with awe.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: never provoke this sub-beastman!
Standing in front, Lin Baiyan was completely unaware of Lang Luo's inner thoughts; his gaze was fixed on the scene before him.
Smoke rose slowly from the ground and gradually subsided after the explosions lasted for about three minutes.
As the smoke slowly dissipated, Lin Baiyan stood still, the giant flag in his hand slowly descending—a signal for attack.
Upon seeing the signal, the warriors of Beast City, who had been eagerly waiting near the forest, immediately surged forth, shouting, "Kill!"
The orcs rushed toward the abandoned battlefield, searching for their targets.