The fierce artillery fire swept in in an instant, like the stars shining in the sky, and the beams representing high-energy plasma pulled out beautiful arcs in the air, weaving into a large net of shimmering and bright.

"Be careful!"

With a hissing roar of exhaustion from the communicator, Yi Huan and Winnie immediately subconsciously lowered their bodies.

Even if the two of them are protected by spells, human beings will still make the most instinctive reaction in the face of the carpet intensive bombardment, and it is also the most useless self-preservation.

Under the attack of large-scale weapons, the fragile body of human beings has no possibility of resisting at all.

The knights below are the best example of this, the trajectory cannon is not aimed at them, but some misfired shots and the loss of power flowing from the air still take a heavy toll on them.

Clusters of scorching plasma, like lava from hell, with a deadly breath of death, fell from the sky like acid rain, and wherever they fell, the ground would be melted into a deep pit, like the surface of the craters of the earth after being hit by a meteorite.

"Run! Come on! ”

"Get out of there!"

And in the same way, the end of the knights on the ground could not be good, they completely surrendered their fate to the unknown, and could only pray that the lava of death from the sky would not fall on their heads.

Because they can't resist at all, they are usually proud, and the knight's armor, which is wiped and maintained and even regarded as an heirloom, has no resistance in the face of the plasma solution.

As soon as it falls on their heads, the scorching heat will melt them into gas in an instant, leaving not even a bit of scum left. It becomes vapor and volatilizes in the air. It's not that painful.

"Ahh No! ”

An unlucky knight couldn't dodge, and drove his horse directly into the range of a plasma solution that fell from the sky, and when he saw the liquid that exuded a dazzling luster, like flowing gold, he let out a panic scream, but his end was already doomed.

The plasma solution fell on his head and crushed him instantly, and the knight didn't even have time to scream. It was swallowed up by the plasma and wrapped up.

It wasn't even devoured at all, the moment the plasma stuck to him, the sticky parts were evaporated and vaporized by high temperatures, whether it was hard bones or soft muscles, they were all volatilized in an instant, and not even ashes were left.

His screams were like the death knell of death, and the hearts of the other knights were pounding as if they were about to jump out of their chests, and they desperately whipped the horses under their seats, trying to escape this terrible place before death came.

"My ...... Oh my God......" Stark's dumbfounded voice came from the communications device. Brought to safety by Barry, he was not threatened by the trajectory cannon, and he witnessed the full burst of starship-class weapons all the way.

Almost everything was destroyed by it. The sky was torn apart, the clouds dissipated from the scorching air, and the distorted currents made everything as seen by the naked eye equally distorted.

The heat washed everything and burned the air, so that the knights below would suffocate after running for a while, even if they were not directly attacked by the plasma, because they could not breathe oxygen.

They clutched their throats in vain, constantly tearing, even tearing off flesh and skin, making their hands bloody, and still unable to obtain oxygen for survival, so they could only die in struggle.

The ghouls were unaffected, because they didn't need air, or even breath, and they still ran very indifferently, catching up with the knights who had rolled to the ground because their horses had suffocated earlier than humans, and then killed them meticulously.

Soon, mixed with the original ghouls, the knights who had just died, with blood still flowing from their necks and gaping mouths, also stood up and became the new ghouls, and then joined the mighty army of ghouls.

Rolling in, more and more.

Seeing the tragic situation below, Stark's sleepwalking murmur came from the communicator, "I know the horror of plasma weapons...... But I didn't expect it to be so ......"

"Perhaps when this weapon becomes widespread, the ban on weapons should be changed......"

Yi Huan's throat was also a little tight, not because of the painful scene, but because the air was evaporated and affected him as well, and he and Winnie also needed oxygen to survive.

"Converge." Yi Huan turned his wand, trying to transfer the breathing energy free of the air to the protection of his spell, but the fierce fire of the trajectory cannon was not over, and the range was very huge, and the oxygen was very thin within a radius of a hundred miles.

After a few spells, the oxygen did not become abundant, and Yi Huan's head became more and more sleepy.

Using the sting to sober himself up, Yi Huan knew that he had made a mistake, and now it was no longer possible to try to borrow the energy of the outside world, and he could only use his own magic to make up for it.

Even if there is a price to pay, it is better than suffocation.

Magic that doesn't cost a price, such as Ha magic, which costs little and is almost negligible, and rituals that witches often use with witches and witches are fine, but there are no spells that specifically create oxygen.

There is a transformation spell of the Bubble Head Charm recorded in the Magical Creature Dealing Handbook, but the two are very similar, except that there is an upside-down fish tank in the shape, which has become an upside-down bucket, and it is also ugly.

The Witch's Codex mentions a magic box, which can release a flood to flood a city, and can also create space for the wielder to breathe, but Yi Huan doesn't have this thing, the existence of witches is too mysterious, and at present, Yi Huan's understanding of them is limited to Madison's world.

So Yi Huan did not hesitate, gathered his magic power, and began to transform into oxygen that could be breathed.

This most basic energy conversion does not require a lot of cost, and Yi Huan is not very worried.

The wand turned an arc again, and a fresh breath instantly appeared around the two of them, and Winnie, who was a little drowsy and leaning on Yi Huan's body, immediately woke up and sniffed against Yi Huan's body like a puppy.

A steady stream of oxygen was being released from the transformation of Yi Huan's magic, spilling out of his body, maintaining the oxygen that could be breathed in the space protected by the spell.

It's like turning into a humanoid oxygen concentrator. It constantly volatilizes oxygen transformed by magical power.

Both Stark and Caoneng have their own oxygen generation facilities in their combat suits. After all, Kaineng is an interstellar soldier. If there is no oxygen concentrator on the combat suit, it would be too much of a joke.

Maizi and Aya also have a way to deal with the past, and although the oxygen equipment in Stark's Mark suit is auxiliary equipment, it should be no problem to support it for a few hours.

The only thing that has no way to do it may be Barry Allen, and it is not easy for his combat uniform to adapt to the special energy of the speed force, and it has no functions other than private communication and information collection.

However, Yi Huan can't sense Barry's thoughts, or even the existence of his heart. But he was with Stark, and he didn't hear any bad news, so he must be fine.

"Don't stay where you are, find a way to get out of there." Gu Mo's panting voice came from the communicator, which was much better than Kai Neng's deep voice.

But at this time, the situation was critical, and even Stark's flamboyant guy didn't bother to tease, "Of course we have to get out of here, we all have to get out of here, I said man, I know if you don't say it." ”

It turns out that Barry didn't take Stark too far. He and Stark lurked on a low, raised hill nearby, far enough away for the ghouls' battlefield. But for the trajectory gun, it is still under its shroud.

Although there was no firework-like carpet attack on Yi Huan's head, Stark's head was still overwhelmed by the constant splashing of stray bullets.

"But the question now is, how can we get out of here safely!" Stark finally yelled angrily at the communication device.

"This is the Raider III model of the electromagnetic trajectory gun, which was retired from the previous frigate and patrol ship, and the current one is the fifth model, which has a longer endurance than the third model, and the energy accumulated at one time is more abundant...... And very stable. ”

"But don't expect that the energy of the three models will be less, the biggest feature of the frigate-level weapon is the long endurance in the preparation, almost every trajectory gun can release more than three hours of energy impact in a row, and a few frigates are enough to plow the surface of a small planet before overloading."

"So it's impossible to wait for it to release all the energy it has stored, and at that point there won't be any residue left in its attack range, and we need to get out of there early."

Gu Mo obviously knows more about these weapons than Kai Neng, and it seems that her hobby lies in this, but even for a woman, even an interstellar soldier seems to be a little too fierce, and it does not match her rather beautiful appearance.

Although Stark and her had teamed up to make a portable plasma gun for a long time, listening to her coherent explanation, she couldn't help but whistle, "This makes you more attractive, Mo." ”

Yi Huan shook his head, looked at the splashing plasma flow in the sky, and gave up the plan to use magic to take the two of them away, in this case, he didn't dare to guarantee that the magic was 100% safe, as long as the slightest mistake was fatal.

There is no need to risk it.

No matter what Gu Mo's mood was at this time, Stark still continued, "Let's not talk about your hobbies, I want to know where the fourth model of electromagnetic weapons went, is it a difficult birth?" And do you have any good news to say, not these data that hit our momentum. ”

"Yes." Gu Mo thought for a moment, then nodded, "The accuracy of the third-model electromagnetic weapon is very poor, is this counting." ”

"At this level of coverage that has already reached the density of one stray bullet per ten square meters? I don't think so. ”

Just as Yi Huan was about to block these people's unnutritious conversations, Stark's curse suddenly came out of the communicator, "Oh shit! He screamed, startling everyone.

"It almost burned through my armor! Mark, you're going to have to figure out how to stop them! ”

Yi Huan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Mark in Stark's mouth was referring to himself, and he didn't even remember the name he used, mainly because Stark was too rude and didn't often call his name.

Stark shifted the subject to Yi Huan, and then said to himself, "I think the magic you just blocked the first trajectory cannon is good, your magic can't be accidental, right?" ”

Yi Huan didn't pay attention to him, the magic of attack neutralization was a spell found on a strange piece of record paper in the mezzanine of the Oz National Library, it was not complete, Yi Huan had tried to complete it, but it couldn't resonate, just succeeded by chance, he really hadn't tested the law yet.

But this variant of energy magic is very powerful, almost the top level of the higher spells, it can cancel out all attacks from the energy level, this is from the level of meaning, that is, no matter whether the attack is strong or weak, it will be completely neutralized by the magic.

However, instead of worrying about Stark and the others, Yi Huan is more worried about Daenerys.

It is the primary target of the trajectory cannon, flying in the sky, and the target is huge, and it is almost impossible to avoid it under the dense fire of this wave of trajectory cannons.

Sure enough, when Yi Huan looked up, Daenerys's situation was already in danger.

At the first volley of trajectory cannons, Daenerys instantly let her figure fall, trying to avoid the glare of light that was coming straight at her.

But apparently this time it wasn't as lucky as before, the trajectory cannon that had been corrected didn't deviate in the slightest, and hit Daenerys with precision, even if it had dodged a little, but the explosion still enveloped it.

"Roar!"

The scorching heat instantly extended to its body, wings, back, and even the dragon's tail, and the scorching heat caused Daenerys to let out an earth-shattering roar of pain, but soon the sound stopped, because the air nearby was burned by the heat, making Daenerys unable to breathe, or even make the sound out.

Three of the nine monstrous dragon heads had their mouths closed, because they needed oxygen to breathe, but there were still six heads that were breathing, and the gas they inhaled was not oxygen, some survived by poisonous gas, some didn't need to breathe, and some even absorbed heat themselves.

The problem of breathing was solved, but the deadliest and most dangerous trajectory cannon direct fire could not be dodged.

In the rain of light, Daenerys flashed left and right, like a headless fly, but even if its speed was the best among the wyverns, how could it be faster than the trajectory cannon's close to the speed of light.

Among them, I am afraid that Barry Allen is the only one who can completely avoid the attack of the trajectory cannon.

Soon, Daenerys was scarred by the constant explosions, but it was indeed thick and thick-skinned, and even if it resisted a dozen splash attacks from the trajectory cannon, it was not knocked out of the sky.

But the flesh on its body had been torn and drenched in blood, and the wounds were turned outward, making it look extremely hideous and terrifying.

Finally, after a mass of plasma hit directly into its abdomen, Daenerys let out a scream and tumbled and fell from the sky, its form shrinking as it fell, and when it approached the ground, it had completely reduced to a human form. (To be continued.) )