Chapter 151.Chapter 151 – The Twins of Washington!

Chapter 151 – The Twin Heroes of Huafu!

So far, Heine had only been exposed to one relatively large-scale battle.

That was the Battle of Cui Ye Ting.

But that one was sort of a technological crush, not much of a reference.

The elves of Cuirassetia were powerless against the floating city, and it was only when the Brotherhood stepped in that the situation changed.

This time, it was a truly evenly matched battle.

The airship’s shelling had a notable deterrent effect, and the enemy’s aerial units swarmed over as if they were on the verge of an attack.

The air force of the blighted creatures was fancy and everything.

Giant flying insects with armored backs, withered flying birds with skin and bones, and even winged snakes.

They moved swiftly, all spewed yellow-green corrosive liquid, and were invariably shrouded in yellow-green smoke.

Fortunately, in addition to the Cornu and Dwarf Archer who had the ability to attack from a distance, there were also several Totem Masters such as Tuba on board the Fire Copper Horn.

A layer of earthy yellow smoke boundary shrouded the deck, the yellow-green liquid was neutralized before it hit the ground, like a thick phlegm tipped into the dirt.

It was disgusting to look at, but at least it was defended.

The key still had to be Chief Sa.

He temporarily put down the artillery that was on his mind, and used the standard wooden bow and enchanted arrows of the Cuiye Court to hit with puzzling effects.

It was as if it wasn’t his arrows that were searching for the monsters’ weaknesses, but rather those monsters chasing after and searching for his arrows with their vitals was as outrageous.

Even the dwarves, who had always scoffed at elves and “elven archery”, were dumbfounded.

So archery can be like this?
They couldn’t help but begin to think that their ancestors said that the dwarves used to be very good at archery is not bragging ……

After all, the dwarves are notorious for being able to brag.

But the good times didn’t last long, and as the opposing air units folded in large numbers, the big ones came.

A giant flying insect clad in dark green armor suddenly appeared ten meters away from the airship.

Its body was covered in fluorescent spots, and it seemed to be stealthing before.

Its abdomen bulged and now began to contract violently.

Mr. Sa exclaimed a cry of surprise, and a line of words drifted out of his head:

“Disperse to the head and tail.”

At the same time, he reminded Mr. Xia, who was still manning the artillery:

“The dung truck is coming, run!”

“Crap?”

Scared to death by the name “dung truck”, Mr. Xia rolled towards the bow of the ship without lifting his head.

In the next instant, the giant worm suddenly ejected a beam of yellowish-green filth, like a high-pressure water gun that was tens of times thicker, and rushed horizontally towards the deck of the Fire Copper.

The torrent seemed extremely difficult and costly to control, and lasted only three or four short seconds before the giant worm spewed out even its flowery intestines.

It wailed and crashed to the ground.

At this point, the two cannons had been severely corroded.

The earth-colored glow on the deck was also gone, and several Totemists, including Tuba, were washed out and fainted.

Not only that, the originally polished deck became pitted and covered with a layer of slippery and disgusting humus, emitting a gust of unpleasant odor.

Bang!
A pair of thick and short legs landed steadily on the deck.

It was a pitch-black insect man with a hunched back.

The protrusion in front of its forehead was shaped like a Unicorn Fairy, and it was carrying a thick black armor, on which faintly visible patterns of radiant silence were oily and shiny.

Yellow-green filth was still dripping down, but not a trace of it stuck to the beautiful armor.

See the doe eyes, and the severely forward leaning upper body.

Heine was enlightened.

This was more than likely Hua Wu.

Sure enough–

Mr. Sa: “Crap, a shit truck airdropping Hua Wu, is this nifty intensity reasonable? At least the intensity within the copy, right?”

Mr. Xia: “This difficulty is only reasonable, after all, we’re all on airships and the other side is still attacking Greenleaf Town not a survivor stronghold.”

Mr. Sa: “Then how is this going to be fought? Hua Wu is a grinder, can you break its defense?”

Mr. Xia: “Don’t say it, buddy has already broken the defense, it this back I actually can’t break a bit ……”

…

Yes, this smooth, thick and reflective black armor, the dagger stabbed on it will probably be slipped off.

In that case, it can only test the growth of the past two months.

Heine was angry!
This ubiquitous thread of spirit embers angered him!
He gripped the vial and a small portion of pure blackness burrowed down his arm and condensed into a pitch-black shield. Seeing him thump forward, the surviving archers looked dumbfounded.

How did the seemingly weak Advisor-san go straight up recklessly!
Clang!
Blades and shields clashed, and Heine took half a step back, but his spirit was exuberant.

It’s not bad, it’s holding up.

The opponent’s power wasn’t too outrageous.

At least it wasn’t crushing compared to Heine, who was close to being a level 4 warrior nowadays.

Its strength was probably in defense or something else, after all, it was a “grinder”.

In the past two months, in addition to Runes and Literature, Heine had not missed watching the skeletons’ lessons.

In addition, he has also asked Arthur for advice, and has begun to learn to control the “anger”.

Barely able to do so with the limited amount of anger he has today.

Seeing that Heine had held off the boss, Mr. Sa was not idle either.

He commanded the survivors to continue their counterattack, clearing the surrounding area of flying units that had rushed to their aid.

The opponent seemed to have ushered in reinforcements, and even Tiny Sa was sent by him to meet the enemy.

Seeing that he couldn’t play a role, Mr. Xia was about to jump ship to go below when he suddenly saw Chief Sa raise his hand to himself.

“Next!”

He threw the flight ring over.

Teacher Xia was overjoyed, “Crap, you actually had a moment to be a person!”

Mr. Sa: “Get lost, my father asked for this! He even told you to give me the gun!”

Mr. Xia: “Fine, fine, play it like that right, brother get lost!!!”

He throws Goodnight over and turns around and jumps off.

…

Heine listened in awe.

He didn’t give that order?
Damn, why is this shit even starting rumors?
……

As the artillery stopped, the pressure below grew.

Mr. Xia sped along, the withering dagger waving like a magic wand.

Any low-level withered beast that he poked instantly deflated, as if the essence of its entire body had been sucked out by this dagger.

Then the fragile shells were trampled into pieces by the friendly troops that came before them.

After killing an unknown number of Blight Beasts, Mr. Xia finally approached the front row.

He saw Bedwell with a huge question mark on his head from afar.

In the darkness of the night, this black inflammation was originally unreadable.

But Bedwell’s “Sacred Strike” iteration had too many layers, and now he was like a Super Saiyan, his body was bathed in holy light, and even the black question mark was wrapped in it.

The strange thing is that the two actually did not react, but the well does not interfere with the river water.

And so it made him stand out.

“What are you giving him a mark for, Wei?” He asked.

Wei Diankui’s voice came from nearby.

“I asked this this dude for a blessing and he verbally blessed me and left.”

“What, despise verbal blessings? Are you so small-minded!?”

“I’m small-minded my ass! I was afraid he’d karma and give a mark to let people know where he is.”

“That’s very nice of you.”

Mr. Xia said while quietly touching behind Huawen who was fighting against Bei.

It was a Bugman with six arms.

Its upper body was tilted back and one face seemed to be looking upwards, but that was actually decoration.

As a bug with unusually developed senses, its organs were largely degraded.

There were only wrong names, no wrong nicknames.

Huawen, as his name suggests, was not good at melee combat, and dealt with Bei by relying on two elven soldiers maneuvered by six hands tugging on silk threads.

This time it was the real thing – a puppet on a string.

Suddenly, the black outline of Huawen, who was pushing Xiao Bei back, floated up for no reason, and then his huge figure melted into it, appearing more than ten meters away.

Almost in the next second, the tip of the withered dagger stabbed on the black curtain of water, rippling in a circle.

(End of chapter)