The blazing flas scorched the earth, and the rugged sound of the organ was still blowing across the wilderness.
Even the Great Sage couldn't continuously cast "Forbidden Spell Magic," but the Hell Dwarf artilleryn employed by the Great Graveyard could sustain nearly ten thousand rounds in a day!
The cost of a rocket shell is about five gold coins, and fifty thousand gold coins can buy a historically luxurious hotel on Queen Street in Thunder City, but for the Demon King, it's nothing more than a drop in the bucket.
Moreover, this money was paid with joss paper.
The only limitation on the Great Graveyard's firepower was the production capacity of the Beifeng City factory.
Looking at the boiling fire burning in the distance, the Gold dal Cannon Car Soldier was stunned for a long ti before managing to utter a single sentence.
"Damn, this thing is even better than the Dwarf Hand Cannon..."
The dense gray-green fog was completely replaced by scorching smoke, and the chaos beasts lurking by the river died in agony, either instantly exploding or roasted into charcoal.
Even the winding river water was nearly evaporated in that scorching heat!
It proved that mortals could indeed defeat extraordinary power.
In the face of absolute firepower, even the corruption of chaos could only turn into dust and disperse.
Along with the chaos eggs scattered by the river, countless twisted corpses of Green Forest Army soldiers and local villagers were cremated...
Gou Jianqiang stretched his neck to look, gazing at the boiling sea of fire in front, unable to help but exclaim.
"Wow, these veteran players are pretty amazing, when did they co up with such an aweso creation?"
Gou Jianqiang was rustic and taciturn: "Didn't they co up with it a long ti ago? They used it back when we were on the Gana Continent."
Gou Jianqiang: "??? How co I don't know?"
Gou Jianqiang was rustic and taciturn: "Who knows why you don't know."
The expansion of the Catastrophe OL closed beta was after the Great Graveyard set foot on the Gana Continent, and at that ti many players had already co up with lots of "special punishnt" equipnt.
But obviously, the dozen organ rocket launchers in front of the newbies were far stronger than the ones used by the Great Graveyard on the Gana Continent.
Led by One Mouthful of Chemical Pool, a group of life profession high-level players not only improved the rocket propellant, significantly enhancing the warhead's charge but also converted the basic explosive charge into a thickened incendiary agent and added white phosphorus!
In terms of pure power, the explosive might of this rocket shell might well be equivalent to a gold-level fire elent magic!
Faced with the overwhelming firestorm, not only were a group of rookies taken aback, but even the well-inford Rock Sword Saint Gunter showed a shocked expression on his face.
Is this really... Dwarf equipnt?
He ca from Brass Pass in the High Mountain Kingdom and hadn't seen dwarves with such terrifying firearms!
In his impression, not even a collective fire elent magic chanted by the Imperial Mage Corps from the three Empires could achieve such amazing destructive power and coverage area!
As Gunter was pondering, a silhouette behind the thick smoke suddenly caught his attention.
It was a twisted dark green silhouette, its shape reminiscent of a drooping vine from a tree or a worm out of a pond.
If not for the boiling flas turning the nearby vegetation to ash, forcing it to rapidly change position, he might have overlooked it.
However, now that its tracks have been exposed, it obviously couldn't escape...
His sharp gaze locked onto the fleeing silhouette, Gunter's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand gripped the great sword's hilt.
Noticing Gunter's movent, Rayden spoke.
"What are you going to do?"
Gunter said expressionlessly, "I saw sothing, maybe not even human. Anyway, my intuition tells it might know sothing about what's happening here."
Rayden did not stop him, just asked.
"Do you need to let those artilleryn stop?"
Gunter heard this and chuckled lightly.
"There's no need."
Although he acknowledged the raging flas were fierce, they were still not potent enough to harm him.
After all, he was a Sword Saint!
As soon as the words were spoken, the rock-solid figure moved.
He charged into the blazing sea of fire at an incredible speed, under many astonished gazes, pursuing the twisted green shadow like a flying shell.
So fast!
Brennan was once again stunned by his prowess, completely realizing what it ant to be a demigod!
The first under the gods, also the limit achievable by a transcendent body!
In the mortal world, his sword was invincible!
Feeling the danger approaching, the twisted green shadow ran faster, diving into the more distant forest like a wild rabbit darting into bushes.
"Trying to run?"
Gunter curved his mouth into a cold smirk, intensified his leg power, and instantly shattered a kiloter's distance!
Seeing the Sword Saint closing in on him, Alchemist Jean displayed a ghost-like expression of shock and anger, throwing three potions behind him.
"Die! Just die!"
The potion bottles filled with ominous liquid spun in the air before suddenly exploding into a dense dark green fog!
Yet compared to the earlier fog that covered the entire wilderness, this fog was weak, after all, the forr was from the sacrifice of hundreds of thousands' flesh and blood.
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