ALL NOVEL Chapter 648 Dragon Breath Of Despair
Cui Zhenjun suppressed his fear and ordered:
"If the observation results are correct, the apostle in front of you is still in a weak state."
"Get as much battle data as possible so that we can have a better chance of winning! Act as planned!"
Everyone: "Yes!"
The saint-level masters spread out and stepped into the spiritual realm filled with putrid smell.
Everyone wears special combat uniforms, which are engraved with magic circles to deal with any environment, which can resist the effects of the corrosive field to the greatest extent.
Combat Laboratory——
Ren Luofei adjusted the final parameters of the Dragon Slayer cannon.
In order for the Dragon Slayer to exert its maximum effect, the target's genetic data and combat data must be obtained.
She stared at the masters in their fields and couldn't help but start to worry.
The battle was about to break out, and Nidhogg's control area instantly entangled several saint-level finishers, turning them into pus and blood in an instant.
The difference in strength is too big, spanning two classes, and even the Saint level will find it difficult to fight against them.
Nidhogg stood up, standing on the mountain like a skeleton, and said in a deep voice:
"After thousands of years of fighting, I have never tasted defeat. Except for the Dragon King, nothing can hurt me at all."
"But you actually have the guts to step into my territory!"
The Chinese masters couldn't understand Dragon Language at all, and all they heard was a roar mixed with the sound of wind.
Cui Zhenjun quickly said to the others:
"Eat all the golden melon seeds I gave you before! Don't think about saving money to sell or collect them! Those finishers who were instantly killed just now are examples!"
When everyone heard this, they quickly took out the props from their arms and stuffed the melon seeds into their mouths.
After eating it, a 50% damage-free buff will be activated, and an invisible shield will block all hostile attacks.
Cui Zhenjun smacked his lips and thought to himself: ‘Wouldn’t it be okay if you eat it earlier? You won't use it until something goes wrong. ’
This group of people is not only members of the military, but also civilian experts organized by the Terminator. Although they have strength, they have no discipline at all.
When they get something good, their first reaction is not to use it, but to keep it and save it for emergencies.
With the existence of system props, the black dragon's miasma was no longer a threat, and everyone quickly used spiritual skills to attack.
In an instant, everyone unleashed what they thought was the strongest blow.
To reach the saint level, they have experienced more rigorous training than ordinary people, and they also have luck that is higher than ordinary people.
Even if you can't defeat the apostle in front of you, it is always possible to slightly injure it.
All the spiritual skills gathered at one point and went straight to Nidhogg's ribs.
"Dong——"
Not a single scar was left on the black dragon's dead wood-like bones.
Nidhogg's eyes suddenly emitted a black aura of death, and he suddenly opened his mouth and roared:
"Dragon Breath of Despair!"
As a commander who has been fighting for many years, Cui Zhenjun is very good at on-the-spot judgment. The moment the black dragon opened his mouth, his intuition told him that he must not stay here.
"Don't look back! Run!" Cui Zhenjun shouted loudly, while quickly activating the teleportation circle on his body.
Some civilians had never seen this formation before. After only one second, the black dragon's breath killed all the creatures in front of Nidhogg.
The dragon's breath lasted for a full minute. When the black dragon closed its mouth, everything in front of it was blasted away by the terrifying power of the dragon's breath until it disappeared.
Two minutes later, the combat laboratory——
A group of strong men who dealt with the black dragon returned to the base camp through the teleportation circle.
Cui Zhenjun looked at the remaining number of people, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself:
"Thanks to Ye Xiaoshu for being able to defeat the apostles again and again, how many life-and-death moments has he experienced?"
Ren Luofei ran over quickly and shouted to the stunned medical staff next to her:
"What are you still doing? Get treatment immediately!"
"Severely injured people will be moved directly to my laboratory, and minor injuries will be debrided by you."
Ren Luofei is a user with medical powers. She can see at a glance that the injuries caused by the black dragon cannot be treated at all.
The ability to directly cause damage to the source will erode all over the body, and there is no other way except excision.
Fortunately, medical technology is rapidly improving now, and there are many ways to reconstruct limbs. As long as the brain is not damaged, it can be cured.
Concubine Ren Luo walked up to the commander-in-chief and asked:
"How is the battle going? The signal was cut off after you entered the battlefield."
Cui Zhenjun frowned and said:
"It was just the first tentative fight. In less than five minutes, 30% of the people died."
Of the more than 30 saint-level masters, only 20 were left, and they all suffered varying degrees of injuries.
"How is the progress of the Dragon Slayer?" Cui Zhenjun asked.
"We still need specific data. I will analyze the dragon breath data on your body. Once the DNA is extracted, the dragon slayer can join the battlefield." Ren Luofei replied.
"As soon as possible." After Cui Zhenjun finished speaking, he left the laboratory.
Dragon Blood Palace——
The dragons appear in front of humans in their weakest form, but they are still so powerful that humans cannot understand them.
The Dragon King's goal is never to lose or win. No matter which side wins, it can achieve its goal.
"Aren't you going to take action?" Yakaz said with a smile.
the next day--
The artillery regiment of the fifth theater had not yet greeted the dawn, but they saw Ye Xiaoshu first.
Ye Xiaoshu smiled and took out the document and handed it to the guard.
"This is a document signed by several brigade commanders. From now on, your regiment will just follow my command."
The guard was confused for a moment, then quickly said:
"Wait a moment, I need to hand over the documents to the head of the group."
Not long after the guards left, a young man was brought in.
"Hello, sir, I am Wu Bin, commander of the 54th Artillery Regiment of the headquarters."
"Hello, just call me Ye Xiaoshu."
"Commander Ye, when will we take action?"
"Now."
Such vigorous and resolute action made Wu Bin a little stunned.
In the past two years when he served as the commander of the artillery regiment, every time he went on a mission or exercise, he had a clear combat plan and the artillery regiment itself arranged the positions.
But the young man in front of him obviously wanted to lead the artillery to fight.
‘What, let us artillery charge? ’ Wu Bin thought to himself.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up and gather together."
Ye Xiaoshu's words made Wu Bin wake up and quickly sounded the assembly call.
Within two minutes, the soldiers of the artillery regiment gathered together.
"Everyone get in the car, let's go to the front line!"
"yes!"
The soldiers got into the car, and Ye Xiaoshu sat in the front car, leading everyone towards the front line.
In the car, Zhang Kuang asked doubtfully:
"Brother, what are we going to do this time? I can actually do fire support. Why do we need to bring so many artillery?"
Ye Xiaoshu said with a smile:
"You'll know then."