MTL - Forty Millenniums of Cultivation-~ The enemy of Tekken (seventy-five) asks God

Dozens of self-propelled steam cannons are like dozens of death harvesters harvesting life and soul. They plowed dozens of fleshy scarlet gullies on the battlefield. These filled the flesh and gullies. It is also like dozens of arrows that are going forward, and they are projecting hard towards the core of the Tekken army.

However, in Gus' view, the unstoppable and unstoppable steel arrows, even if they can continuously penetrate dozens of Tekken's defense lines, are close to the core, inexplicably slow or even stagnant. After a long time, they are never ejected from the inside. The normal flames and thick smoke collapsed like botched toys.

Immediately afterwards, from the remains of these steam cannons that turned into waste copper and rotten iron, a famous body full of golden magpies would often fly out, transforming into various fighting spirits and war flames, and the majestic, like the advent of heaven. Strong.

It seems that these powerful men did not know when they had penetrated into the interior of the steam cannon, and the indestructible steel fortresses were easily detonated from the inside.

And the source of these peerless powerhouses ...

Gus narrowed his eyes and saw the core of Tekken's battle formation, standing a towering and brilliant platform.

It looks like a boxy pyramid, a combination of an altar and a palace. At the top of the pyramid is a lifelike statue of the boxing god, but it is full of anger and thunder.

At the foot of the statue is a square platform, hundreds of high-level priests of the boxing shrine, all sitting cross-legged and praying prayerfully.

They were expressionless, their eyes calm, and there was no wave at all. It was as if they had not seen the bows and cannonballs like hurricanes and storms. They were also convinced that under the shroud of the **** of boxing, any enemy was a jumping clown. Can't set off real storms.

With the singing of hundreds of high-ranking priests, the waves around the pyramid really stirred up waves visible to the naked eye, surging like a pale golden wave, which not only boosted the morale of all the Tekken soldiers around them, but also brought them together. A pale golden beam of light straight up into the sky.

It is as if hundreds of high priests are using their lives and the most pious beliefs to call upon the supreme gods in their hearts to pray for the power of the gods.

This is a world where gods really exist.

The prayers of the high priests were quickly answered.

I saw that the black owl could not see the lightning and the stars above the sky. With the continuous shining of the light golden light column, a light golden vortex was slowly generating. Soon, a group of light more dazzling than the stars followed the light column. Teleported and entered one by one into the pious high priests.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Just expressionless, the high-ranking priests of the machinery screamed at the speed of horror that was visible to the naked eye. The skin showed a variety of metallic luster, and even mysterious and complicated runes appeared. .

When Huo Ran stood up, their momentum was more than ten times higher than before. They were no longer normal humans. They looked like towers or hills that moved each other. When facing a steam cannon up to tens of meters, they relied on the double blessed by the gods. Boxing, you can face up.

"These ... assholes, really gained the power of the boxing god!"

Andre, who watched the battle beside Gus, turned pale.

As a diehard believer in mechanical and steam theology, Andre has always sneered at many beliefs and legends in the Boxing Shrine.

According to legend, as a high-level priest in the Boxing Shrine, as long as the faith is firm, the body is arrogant, and the situation is critical—at this time, praying as best as possible and willing to pay the price of life, it is possible to guide the Boxing God. Part of the power poured into his own body, turning himself into a container of "the power of the boxing gods", the "projection" of the boxing gods walking and fighting in the world.

The mortal body, of course, cannot carry the power of the boxing **** for too long. After the fierce battle, even if it does not die, the meridians will be broken and become a waste.

But for the boxing priest who regards serving the boxing **** as the sole meaning of life, even if he can only let the power of the boxing **** stay in his body for one second, it is a supreme glory.

They don't care about any side effects.

Even if the result is flying flesh and blood and flying away, they are as happy as ever.

Now, hundreds of high-level priests in the fist temple are praying wholeheartedly to the gods, asking them to give them invincible strength.

Andrei never believed in the existence of the God of Boxing.

Well, even if the boxing **** really exists, in the face of the rising sun and the **** of machinery and steam, it is the end of a strong crossbow and the sun is thin.

In the face of cruel reality, such convictions have been bombarded with scars and crumbling.

Dozens of high-ranking priests who were blessed by the power of the Boxing God and transformed into "Boxing God's clone" rushed down from the altar.

Each of the boxing gods is a humanoid war machine that is not inferior to the steam cannon.

With their bare-handed punches and unrivaled fighting spirit, they can forcefully stop the roaring steam projectile.

Opening the mouth of the blood basin and making a thunderous roar, the burning oil can be turned back, but the steam army is screaming.

Even Gus was stunned to see that a boxing **** rushed to the front of a steam cannon dozens of meters high and screamed, his arms stuck on the tracks under the steam cannon, and then suddenly Force, vindictive vibrating like waves, bluntly overturned this self-propelled steam cannon.

The steam cannons, several floors high, rolled like rocks from a cliff.

Countless steam troops were unable to dodge and were crushed into meat sauce and blood foam.

Such an appalling scene is ten times more severe for the morale blow of the steam army than a direct blow to the steam cannon.

Of course, the high priests are brazen enough to exert their power beyond humanity at a price.

Many high-ranking priests blasted out hundreds of steam army in one go, and often burned by themselves, or directly turned into a thick mist of blood.

This is the result of the power exceeding the limit and the data crashing.

But on the Altar of Boxing God, there are still many high-level priests praying sincerely, and there are fewer and fewer artillery cannons that can be used to set the tone.

The morale of both sides is showing a trend of waning one another, and the scale of victory is gradually dumping towards the Tekken Army-more and more Tekken Army are called by the true God, as if there is no fear of pain, and they are injected like high priests After gaining a brand-new power, on the side of the Steam Army, the rushed and gathered Wuhe people all gave up their ridiculous faith after witnessing the supreme power of the God of Boxing, screaming and screaming, fleeing and fleeing.