Chapter 360: Burn with Me

In a short period of time, a flock of black 'colored' birds swept across the border of Yastant, and everyone heard that the bird's 'color' changed. The whole country was suddenly plunged into despair and fear, and there was no time for the rest of the country to react. Astant appears to be a giant paralyzed by neurotoxins.

However, there is one ray of hope in the darkness that is infinitely magnified, and that is Scotter? Marshal Sanmas. Taking advantage of the geographical advantage, he personally led a legion to deploy in front of the flock of birds in the middle lane, turning this temporary fortress into a porcupine that knew how to spray 'shoot' and 'shoot' thorns'. He didn't hide it from anyone, so the news quickly spread through various channels to restore the composure of the "rioty" and "chaotic" people.

Why is the marshal arming so fast? Only the well-informed know the inside story. As early as June, when Sunshine announced his departure, the "Knights of the Iron Hoof" secretly informed Scott, so Scott left the capital under the pretext of leaving the capital (the king has always turned a blind eye to it) and secretly mobilized his troops in order to capture Junesunshine. By the time the Imperial convoy encountered an "accident" on the border of Astant at dusk, the marshal and his cronies had already formed a temporary command in the local barracks. The soldiers are very fast, and Marshal Scott's reaction tonight is really a model in military textbooks.

Now the whole city is brightly lit, this is to provide the best environment for archers to 'shoot' and attack, and they don't care if the lights 'reve' the city at night, anyway, necromantic creatures can detect human habitation from anger, with or without lights. The archers sent to the head of the city were all intermediate and above, and each arrow tower was also equipped with a mage and a well-known 'archer' in the army, ensuring that they could deal the most violent blows to the enemy. The residents are not allowed to retreat, the middle-aged male 'sex' is responsible for transporting arrows, the middle-aged 'female' and 'sex' are ready to bandage the wounded, only the elderly and children can sleep, but who can sleep peacefully in this life-and-death situation?

When the defensive line was completely arranged, the whole city was silent.

The soldiers closed their eyes and did not want to shout, lest they consume unnecessary 'spirit' energy and physical strength; the trumpeters adjusted their breathing so that the 'chest' cavity could burst out with the greatest air flow in the coming battle; the lookouts kept their eyes wide open and did not dare to blink for a moment, and could not care to gossip with their comrades beside them; in this tense atmosphere, the people were silent, for fear of disturbing the soldiers. As a result, the huge city suddenly became quiet, but it was as bright as a city that never sleeps, and the contrast was too strange.

In such a quiet environment, the slightest wind and grass will be infinitely amplified. The arrival of the flock of birds broke the silence mercilessly. They obscured the moonlight and swept towards the city like a plague. Phoenix, the abomination phoenix at the head of the flock, looked down and noticed the man standing at the top - Scott? Sanmas.

Rational 'sexual' horizon.

The marshal squinted his wicked eyes, and calculated the distance between the birds and his own. Suddenly, with the data on his retina, he suddenly shouted: "The first 'wave', release!" The second 'wave', put! 'Symphony' rain of arrows? Glory Ceremony! ”

The trumpeter next to him immediately blew the trumpet. The sound of the trumpet was transmitted, and there were subordinate trumpeters responding, and for a while, the distant sound hit everyone's ears, making their blood boil! The whistle shooters also subconsciously raised their bows, and more than a dozen arrows with whistles screamed and 'shot', and their sounds were also penetrating in the sea of horns, enough for the soldiers to hear and distinguish their positions.

Then, all the archers were slightly stunned.

Because judging from the trajectory of the arrow, the arrow seems to be a little far away from the target point that can kill the flock of birds (about five meters), as if it is 'shooting' into the air. However, they had infinite trust in the marshal's eyesight, so they were stunned for only a moment, and then 'fired' the second wave of arrows. The arrows followed the arrows in a cluster, and each 'symphony' arrow rain was connected to each other, and finally formed Field Marshal Scott's unique 'door' army skill - 'symphony' arrow rain? Glory Ceremony! Every time this technique is used, it achieves the glory of Marshal Scott!

Just before the rain of arrows poured out, the Abomination Phoenix emitted a soul 'wave', informing all the birds to accelerate suddenly, so the flock swooped forward a full five meters! This kind of sudden acceleration is the most likely to make the enemy misjudge, if he changes to an ordinary archer, he is equivalent to giving up a distance of five meters for nothing, or 'shooting' a full five meters! It's a pity that it is the "evil eye" who guards this place, and his judgment ability is extremely hot, just to grasp the fleeting opportunity.

As a result, the flock of birds was like crashing into a rain of arrows, and it was swallowed up by the vanguard at once. A large expanse of the sky was clear, and even a few abomination bipedal wyverns were 'plugged' with arrows, tumbling and falling! Terrible damage! And if the 'symphony' of arrows? The glory festival is attacking head-on, and I'm afraid that even the heroes with the law will have to die on the spot!

However, Phoenix the Abomination flew out of the rain of arrows! It chirped sharply and circled farther up, seemingly not daring to take a rain of arrows. And the rest of the necromantic creatures continued to attack the city without fear of death. Now there was no need for the marshal to give orders, and the commanders began to issue orders for the warriors to keep firing their bows.

"Why isn't that phoenix dead, and not even weakened? It's not a super-rank demonic beast. A senior commander behind the marshal asked. He is not an ordinary soldier, he has the right to ask questions.

The marshal said: "It has a black flame shield, the outer layer of the body has a strong corrosive 'nature', which can burn some arrows, and it has rebirth, which can constantly promote the healing of wounds, and even death can be nirvana from the flames." ”

"Then ......" the other party hesitated.

"It's not invincible." The marshal does not have to look back, but can also 'see' the minds of others: "No one is invincible. ”

Anyway, Scott? Thornmas picked up the longbow. He took a slight aim, and then 'shot' an arrow. With a bang, an abomination bipedal wyvern fell in flames, rolling and falling with an earth-shattering scream.

Many generals applauded in low voices! If you want to 'shoot' and kill the abomination of bipedal dragons, you have to have excellent arm strength and eyesight, and if you look at the whole country, who else can do it better than Marshal Scott except the elegant Lancelot!

After his first win, Scott didn't let up. He kept drawing arrows and firing his bow, and in two seconds, two seconds, he 'shot' down one after another abomination bipedal wyvern, and the clothes on his right arm were naturally burned, and the golden red lines on his arm lit up, emitting high temperature and heat, so the arrow was lit with gold Yan, dazzling like a dragon's pupils. He is like a god, every arrow 'shoots' down the stars, and this majestic posture is deeply imprinted in everyone's minds.

Seeing that the Abomination Wyvern had lost half of the Tai, Phoenix had to drop slightly again and regroup. Birds have spread over the city, fighting the archers to the death. Many 'shooters' continue to 'shoot' even if their hands are 'cramped', because this is the final place, and they can't retreat a step!

Scott? Thornmas's breathing came to a halt. As soon as he stopped, the surrounding guards and subordinates were all suffocated, and they were so oppressed that they couldn't breathe! Unconsciously, they have been shrouded in the "coercion" of the marshal, and they are not even allowed to move freely! And this pause is extremely long, and every moment that is undetectable doubles the discomfort accumulated in everyone's lungs! There are less powerful guys who are starting to have gold stars in their eyes!

In the midst of the painful pause, the marshal 'draws' an arrow from his quiver as usual, and opened his bow as usual, aiming at the phoenix that was engulfed in the dark flames of the sky as usual. He exhaled quietly, like a sigh, and the arrow was gone. The arrow burst into the air in a circle of white 'colored' air, which was a sign of breaking the sound barrier. At this time, the crowd, who was able to breathe freely, inhaled sharply and stared at the arrow with infinite fascination.

Absolutely loud.

Imbued with the law "Explosion" and the "Proof of the Trial" of the Holy Stigmata, the fire 'sex' dragon breath formed an arrow that pursues the ultimate destructive power, and can completely defeat the enemy with just one blow, this is Scotter? Sanmas's famous skills, for many years, only the soul of the 'Yin' Heavenly Singer counterattacked? The aftermath can be blocked. Fifty years ago, he demonstrated this archery technique in front of his teacher, who praised him as "the most ferocious arrow of extermination".

The arrow flew through the flying objects and hit Phoenix. The moment the arrow touched Phoenix's body, an incandescent dot lit up at the arrowhead, and a vortex of flames erupted, a dragon-scented flame neutralized Phoenix's black flames and sprayed endless sparks. The sky is full of 'flower' rain, and each 'flower' petal is a twisted and trembling spark. Then, a huge explosion like a dragon's roar resounded through the sky, as if a dragon was asserting the sovereignty of the sky.

The abomination phoenix screams and falls. It struggled and rolled, and Black Flame was pulled out of a six-hundred-meter-long ribbon by the air current. It's like a gift thrown from the clouds by death. With a few efforts, it shifted its direction closer to Scott's position. It fell so fast that the officers, including the marshal, did not escape much in time. With a thud, it crashed into the crowd, its bones shattered, flesh and blood separated, and burning corpses scattered across the city in parabolas. Nearby buildings were destroyed by the shock 'wave', while soldiers and residents alike were struggling to gain their footing due to the severe earthquake in the land. Fierce black flames penetrated windows and sewer outlets, filling all spaces within a 500-meter radius. All the creatures that were 'waved' by the black flames of hell were charred, and their posture was frozen in the last action before their deaths, which at first glance seemed a bit of a post-modern 'pumping' like sculpture art.

Phoenix's ultimate, with me, was designed for this moment.

Without the air tanker, the offensive of the flock of birds was suddenly weak, after all, their soul energy and carrying explosives were limited. They can't afford to fly to the next city, and neither can the other two. In a sense, this operation has come to an end, and it is still 'quite 'good' in terms of lethality alone. The Yastantes also realized this, mobilized their forces from the last wall, sent rescue teams and began to clean up the battlefield. It is no wonder that they dare to take risks, because to be honest, the gains and losses of one city and one pool are far less than the safety of Marshal Scott alone.

When the rescue team arrived at the scene of the phoenix's fall, the team members were all surprised. In the charcoal of a humanoid figure lying on the ground, a man staggered towards them, his whole body charred and black, except for the red 'color' of his right arm. "Proof of the trial", this man must be a marshal.

"Get the piece...... Clothes...... Give me. Lighting torches. "The marshal had some difficulty speaking, and his vocal cords were probably burned more than a dozen times. The pupils of his eyes were burned into glass.