Chapter 555

"Oak has artillery on the ridge."

The pilot of Agkistrodon halys warned in the connection:

"If they fire, they'll tear us to pieces."

Veronica knows that the driver is right. She can see the flickering light of the artillery through the sand dust from the backup oak group. She stretches out her consciousness, tries to grasp the entangled future, and tries to capture some fleeting shadows.

Soon, in her consciousness, she saw the shell of Agkistrodon halys falling to the ground with a wisp of smoke.

She saw sparks, and the green tribe came down like a stench in its roar.

Her comrades in arms lay dead in the broken hull.

And she herself was dragged out of the ruins, dazed and bloody.

Then he was beaten to death by wild animals and opened the display.

But none of this will happen.

She can clearly see the crystal weaving road representing reality, breaking from the main line, disappearing into oblivion and not realizing.

The green cannon was silent, and it still is.

She doesn't have time to think about why. The important thing is now.

"-- trust me."

Her will reached the pilot, who immediately lowered the viper.

Not far below, the martial arts chief led the Banshee to maintain the left side of the spirit family front. Their glorious white armor was stained with blood and gravel. Their blades were dripping blood. They exchanged fire under the cover of Falcon gravity tank and fought with oak who was too close.

When Veronica came down from the flank of the viper, she noticed that the three sisters in her company were not there.

She touched other people's thoughts and learned that they fell - and their soul stone was lost and broken.

"Keep fighting, sisters."

She spoke loudly and raised her staff, which then changed its shape in a piercing halo into a singing Spear - a weapon that can be used either as a melee or thrown directly and returned to the user after hitting the enemy.

The Falcon above screamed and scattered laser and Star Darts to tear the nearby oak. The Gunners and soul stone on the tank combined their ability to create a death arc, and nothing can move forward.

However, they were exposed.

Orc surrounded them, and the surrounding tribes were furious towards the spirit army.

The first mover advantage disappeared, and they had enough time before they were crushed.

"For USVI!"

Veronica screams and uses a psionic power to blow nearby OKs away.

The green leader must have noticed her. She can feel its crazy existence approaching, even if she can't recognize it from the dust and corpse.

She glanced to the West. The rock pillars and the canyon formed by the gorge loomed in the storm. When the warlords attacked, they must act quickly, or they will be ravaged.

She extended her consciousness to look for the trace of the sniper.

He was there, like an alert Raptor perching on the rock outcrop, his mask blocking the wind and sand, and the wind blowing his camouflage cloak.

Just sit there, ready, destiny woven on his sniper gun.

The purpose of their active attack this time is also for a fate, just like the prophets of the eighth legion, in order to eliminate a green warlord.

This may be the most difficult beast of this era, at least as the great prophet said.

It has a strange name for the spirit family——

Bone breaker MAG Uruk salaka

If there is a trace of curiosity about human beings, Veronica has only hatred for green skin.

Their emotions are always one, violent, disordered and chaotic.

If you have to find some advantages, there is only nonsense and super optimism.

But they can neither create nor develop, just for the sake of destruction. The whole civilization is based on violence and plunder, which is simply a galaxy public hazard.

Veronica thinks they were born wrong.

However, the great prophet's attitude towards green skin is very strange. Veronica can often hear a kind of regret from his tone.

She also asked about it, but the great prophet did not answer her directly.

Just said one sentence:

"If that guy had won, the galaxy might not be like this now."

Veronica doesn't know who the prophet's guy is, but she guesses... It could be a green skin.

It sounds confusing, but Veronica is used to it.

Her spear rose and twinkled in the rotating dust like a lighthouse. She was challenging the warlord to deceive the other party.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH！！！！

Sure enough, soon with a roar, a strong big guy forced through the boys' team, with bright red eyes staring at sharp ears.

She saw it coming, gracefully turning the singing spear and shimmering robe to meet the charge of the green warlord.

The big guy crushed a fart essence with iron leather boots, and then burst out of its chest with a rage.

Then it launched a charge, holding a chain saw axe in one hand and a pistol in the other.

It wants to tear the skinny white guy in half, then cut off each other's head and hang it on its old flag.

He will achieve all this, as long as he is close.

His fingers were firmly on the trigger and kept shooting, but the bullets always went around the bean sprouts.

Veronica, who is tall and straight, holds a spear in her hand and stares coldly at the right. She doesn't move, allowing the bullet to pass by——

"Right now."

In the distance, the sniper's eyes passed through the pan spectrum window of his long rifle, half relieved, squeezed and released the other half of his breath.

The long sniper gun used by the spirit Ranger is similar in function to the laser gun of the human Empire, but the psionic cultivation crystal used can maintain the laser for a very long distance, and each one is customized. In addition, the user's shooting skills are superb, so it is relatively more lethal and effective.

At the same time, its extremely complex aiming system can enable the sniper to accurately locate the weakness of the enemy's armor and exert great destructive power.

After two breaths, the soul stone of the weapon gently extended and butted against the sniper's shoulder, forming a line with the oak warlord not far from Veronica.

The next moment, a blazing beam of light from the laser projection crystal of the weapon was drawn out and passed through the right eye charging the green skin and deep into the brain. Half a second later, it exploded the dull head of the big Oko.

The huge body fell to the ground, and its fierce momentum drove it through the dust.

Veronica stepped away, her robe fluttered violently, and shook her spear as the body of the orc warlord passed.

The spear point penetrated the back of the okwarlord, prevented him from moving forward and nailed him to the ground.

The green body was twitching, and the chain saw axe was still running.

With disgust, Veronica stretched out her jade white finger and gently pressed it on the green body.

A few seconds later, she frowned gently.

"This is not a bone Breaker -"