The two veterans of the Tactical Support Team, holding double-tube fusion hot melt, left the team and walked towards the two tactical teams step by step under the fire cover of the heavy explosive machine gun behind them to provide them with fire support. They aimed the muzzle at the fuzzy hound creatures that rushed over, and the stellar shining high-temperature hot current rushed towards these monsters who were not afraid of the standard 0.75 caliber bombs.

Even in a messy environment, the wailing of creatures in the outer dimension is still creepy. The veterans let go of the trigger, and the figures of monsters on the melting red hot stone slabs are missing, leaving only malice whine filled with malicious vocabulary, and the vicious words composed of curses and curses dripped from their tongues, cursing the humans who killed them.

The imperial guards wearing crimson battle robe also walked into the wizards wearing black robes at this time, like a lion walking into the flock of sheep.

The Imperial Guard seemed to wield a long halberd casually, and the sharp blade flashing with current easily broke the shield and killed the wizards around him who were intending to launch an attack. The garrison spear spear spears spears spears accurately hit some wizards who were taking key measures. The Imperial Guard opened a fire channel full of body and blood in the witchcraft and the crowd. The emperor walked down the platform and waved the holy sword to break one witchcraft that was constantly forming in the air. The brief prediction could not avoid the emperor's sword edge, and the illusory light would be shattered in the blink of an eye.

The light he emitted made those spirits feel unspeakable pain. The wizard who made a contract with the spirit was in agony because of the wailing and screaming of his partners. The spirit screamed and sneaked into a deeper dimension, trying to hide under the water to escape death.

For some wizards, the messenger who lost communication with the external dimensions also lost the most powerful casting method. They tried to use other weak spells to attack the emperor. Some of them even took out guns from different eras and spit out bullets or energy from the muzzle. However, a barrier blocked their attack. Wanda Maximov swung the snake bone staff, and the scarlet tide appeared out of thin air and then flooded the human body, leaving only pale remains in place. Bullets flew through the crowd, exploded, and the high-speed splashing fragments and molten metal jets destroyed the unprotected fragile human body. The sword blades and chain saws wanted to cut the limbs after losing the witchcraft, black blood, bone slag, minced internal organs, and a bullet.

Captain Knight quickly stepped forward, raised the plasma pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger. The high temperature and flash, the turbocharged plasma evaporated all the organisms and finally exploded into an orange-red flame. The guards waved their long halberds, and the cut human body drew an arc and fell into the crowd. The gun flames of the explosive weapon and the orange-red spark shield kept flashing in the hall swept by the chill.

More and more people chose to surrender. They hugged their heads and lay on the floor covered with pus, blood and limbs. Even though the emperor's combat boots walked past them, most of them still dared not move. The temple gradually became quiet, and the air was filled with rocket propellant, witchcraft and the stench of death. The Knights of the Fire Hell and the Guards followed the emperor's footsteps, using the weapons in their hands to clean up the wizards who had not yet died.

The army created by the emperor himself killed more than 150 wizards who intended to resist in less than five minutes, and lost more than 5 people. The smell of excrement during human death filled the entire temple, and the thick blood-red liquid flowed along the gaps of the granite floor and slowly slid into the ditch of the temple. This was a severe injury that the Earth's magic school had never encountered before. All wizards who came here understood for the first time how precious the tolerance of the Supreme Mage in the past was. Many survivors also realized that the pattern of the entire magic world would usher in earth-shaking changes.

"He is paying the bill," Monak said, "we are his offerings."

"Shut up, old guy!" Count Kooz lay on the ground and cursed Monac. He had already taken off the black cloak that had hidden his identity. The originally smooth black bear-skin cloak was burned by the fire of witchcraft, and the blood of the unlucky guy around him became sticky and smelly, which would attract flies soon. He lay beside a bloody rib, which might have belonged to one of his friends thirty seconds ago, but Count Kooz was sure that the intestine was something of another person.

"Shut up, I beg you, Monac!"

The old British man curled his lips and continued to keep his kneeling position with his stiff back, but the stickiness under his palms and the bloody smell in his nose made him feel disgusted.

"These Kama Taj's Secret Masters will serve as my representatives. They will carry a formal order to follow you to the school's stronghold. They will serve as my representatives to count all secret books, magic tools and register them to help you sort out all the experiments that have been conducted and are ongoing and conducting safety assessments, and thoroughly find out all possible hidden dangers." The emperor stood in front of the pile of corpses and announced the dogma of the future to all the survivors of the Vatum Conference. "There is an arbitrary life in the past, and Kama Taj will not approve any dangerous experiments and knowledge that are not allowed. From then on, the world will enter a new era. You can surrender, but my army will always find you, no matter which planet you are on."

All the survivors stood in front of hundreds of steps of the Watum Temple, dozens of soldiers in power armor stood together with the Kama Taj secret mage in short robes and hand-held magicians, staring at them. The survivors watched the emperor's army enter the temple with flamethrowers, and stood in the heavy rain, allowing the rain to plunder the body temperature without taking any spells to protect themselves - sometimes the rain turned into hail, sometimes as hot as boiling water, and sometimes even smelled of metal. Unless they were allowed, they were not allowed to protect themselves - within a while, greasy and thick black smoke emerged from the cracks of the stone, and continuous explosions began to smash the rocks, flames flowed like liquid through all the granite, and the ancient temple was covered by fierce fire in an instant.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! A giant aircraft landed from the surging dark clouds, and the thunder flashed between the clouds flowed on its golden armor. The aircraft slowly landed on the temporary platform, and the initiator of the massacre of the Watum Temple again put on his cloak and stood steadily in the whistling wind. A new era is coming, but on the eve of the arrival of this new era, countless blood will continue to flow and be completely forgotten.

Anuratu looked at the prefabricated baffle erected outside the rebel hall with expansion bolts passing through the holes under the baffle and nailed them firmly to the ground. A large number of explosion-proof sandbags were piled up behind the baffle, trying to prevent outside objects from entering here. These solid bunkers that could protect explosive bombs were not to block the attack of one side, but to block the ever-increasing storm and stones and branches rolled up by the strong wind. The violently burning brazier swayed in the storm that kept infiltration into the hall and could no longer provide more warmth. The generator buzzed and provided more lighting for the rebel camp, and hope.

The hall has never been so lively. There are not only Paidits who follow her. The giants in power armor, the thin Yasok people and Paidits who have experienced a counter-offensive war all gathered together. Even ordinary residents in the town of San Juan were brought here to avoid disasters. According to experts' assessment, the cave can withstand a considerable degree of earthquake, but they still retained an outward escape passage to avoid floods and collapses.

It's six o'clock in the afternoon and the sky light is slowly fading from the clouds.

As the time for the attack was getting closer and closer, the Knights of the Fire Hell became more and more silent. Aparichae was silently polishing the execution axe and stuffing bullets into the heavy explosive pistol. A few hours ago, the Imperial Guards and their masters suddenly disappeared and told them that they would return here before the attack was launched. Aparichae knew that regardless of whether the Imperial Guards and the Emperor could arrive on time, the attack would start as planned. However, the current situation was very different from before. Heavy rains and storms became more and more violent, and mountain collapses occurred frequently. All aircraft entered the low orbit in advance for potential risks to avoid the storm. Some assault tanks and armor were buried under the soil.
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