Chapter 2172： Miss Xi, do you need help?

"The old man still has such a big killer that hasn't been released? Why didn't I see her use it last time?"

McGonagall sat on the back of the Griffin and looked at the huge mushroom cloud rising in the distance. The vibration transmitted from the ground caused the ice layer hundreds of miles away to be shaken.

An explosion of this scale, McGonagall felt that it matched the mushroom cloud quite well.

The second battleship that suddenly appeared today has been identified by him as the strong support of the ancients he invited.

Moreover, this strong aid also carried the ancient killer, ready to go straight to Huanglong and kill Cthulhu.

Speaking of it, the ancients may have been handed down from ancient times, and did not stick to the improvement of individual strength, and developed the technology tree vigorously, possessing high-end weapons such as warships.

Encountering Cthulhu, who had been sealed since ancient times, would look forward to whether they could kill it completely.

McGonagall is self-aware that if he is in the center of the explosion, he will be vaporized on the spot.

"Azi, go in that direction and speed up!"

McGonagall patted the old man.

He wants to see the result of the explosion in person. Whether Cthulhu was killed or seriously injured, it is very important information.

For the ancients, he still maintains an attitude of awe and distance.

If it is not true interest-related, it is not enough to be fully trusted.

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"Play with birds!"

Vicky's heart had sunk to the bottom, raising her hand three shots and hitting Cthulhu, but the one or two meters of wound could not even penetrate, so it was repaired in a flash.

This huge guy has no weakness at all.

The deep sense of powerlessness made Vicky feel desperate.

She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have come here recklessly.

"It's been a long time since I have tasted the taste of the ancients. When I miss it, it is indeed the most flavorful." A low and harsh voice sounded, and Cthulhu leaned over at Vicky.

"Start the self-detonation procedure."

Vicky clasped the joystick in both hands, staring at the swooping Cthulhu.

She was a little sorry, for the members.

It had just brought light to them, but she couldn't go back.

There was a bright red countdown on the screen, and the alarm sound became harsh.

Vicky put away the big gun, took off the red scimitar, and held it in both hands.

Standing to live, standing to die, this is the family motto.

Cthulhu's huge body cast the shadow of death, and the cold enveloped her body. She seemed to have seen the blew light shining through the ice field in her eyes.

It is a pity that no one else appreciates such beautiful scenery.

call out! call out!

At this moment, two artillery shells flew over, fell on Cthulhu's body, and exploded.

Cthulhu's body that had just repaired half of it was blown to pieces again, and the huge shock wave made its huge body back hundreds of meters.

"this is?!"

Vicky's eyes lit up and she subconsciously stopped the blew procedure.

The familiar Thunderbolt armor-piercing projectile.

This is the standard artillery shell of the ancient warship.

Vicky fell to the ground, protecting her chest, and resisting the aftermath of the explosion.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the gray battleship slowly appearing in the air.

"I will cover you and evacuate quickly!"

The mech successfully connected with the battleship, and a cold voice came from the headset.

"Beware of that frost dragon!"

Vicky looked at the frost dragon in the sky swooping toward the gray battleship, nervously.

Earlier, she had followed the path of the Frost Dragon sneak attack, causing damage to the battleship.

Although I don't know who came to rescue her, if the warship is damaged again, they will all die here.

The gray battleship also accelerated down and dived, and then quickly pulled up from the front left.

The claws of the frost dragon swept across the side of the battleship, and the frost quickly condensed on the battleship's surface, passing dangerously and dangerously.

"Pretty!"

Vicky sighed in her heart. If she had such an operation, she would not have been photographed from the sky before.

But she couldn't tolerate her watching the show at this time. The mechanical arm pressed **** the ground, and the mech ejected and ran toward the battleship. The propeller behind him spewed blue flames, and the speed was increased to the extreme.

On the other side, Cthulhu, who was repelled, let out a roar, and while recovering from his injuries, he chased the mecha again.

This time the gray battleship dived and lifted up. Although it avoided the Frost Dragon's attack, it also missed the opportunity to recover the mecha.

The frost dragon turned and rushed towards Vicky's direction again. With a flap of wings, countless cones of ice condensed out of thin air, turning into a cone of ice rain and heading towards the battleship.

The gray battleship turned on near the gun, bullets poured out, the cone of ice broke, and an area in front of it was cleared instantly.

The battleship does not retreat but advances, locks onto the frost dragon, and uses near-defense guns to output wildly.

The bullet connected into a red line of fire in the air. Although the Frost Dragon exquisitely dodges and has the Frost Domain to assist its defense, obvious injuries quickly appeared on its body.

However, the Frost Dragon was deceived several times by the firepower of the near-anti-cannon, but was avoided by the grey battleship's ingenious flying skills.

But the ice hockey that exploded at close range still left large and small potholes on the battleship.

When McGonagall arrived, he saw such a wonderful scene.

The gray battleship clashed frantically with the frost dragon at high altitude, all in danger.

On the ground, a black mecha was running wildly with its legs, and the sprayed flame allowed it to step one hundred meters, leaving a conspicuous trace on the ice.

After the mecha, Cthulhu, who had been bombed out of the bottom half, flashed huge bat wings, and followed unhurriedly.

Farther away, a huge crater with a radius of several kilometers appeared on the ice sheet, and various broken battleship fragments scattered around the huge pit.

"Which one is this?" McGonagall's eyelids jumped wildly, which seemed different from what he had imagined.

Judging from the huge pit, the previous explosion was more terrifying than he had imagined.

After all, before, outside the city of chaos, hundreds of tenth-level experts joined forces to attack, and they couldn't make Cthulhu's head so miserable.

Can you use a battleship to explode Klasu in a consecrated manner. Is this ancient way of doing it so simple and rude?

Unfortunately, even with such a powerful explosion, Cthulhu still failed to kill.

And judging from the body that it is constantly repairing, this kind of injury is still within his repairable range.

This is probably the reason why the ancestors of the year could only seal it after paying countless prices.

This was true tens of thousands of years ago, and it is the same now.

"Miss Xi, do you need help?" McGonagall took out the intercom and dialed Xi's dialogue channel.

The mecha rushing on the ground has been shrouded in shadow by Cthulhu.

With a height of five meters, it is no different from an ant in the face of a behemoth thousands of meters high.