After taking control of the parliament of the Red Leaf Forest Islands, Colin quickly let these people start to re-mobilize the fallen race warriors on the front lines.

He also ordered all the islands to transport all the survivors who were secretly captured to the high-end festival grounds on the first ring of islands.

At the same time, all fronts are no longer grouped together, but are spread out as much as possible, going to other areas and making arrangements.

The reason is that the enemy's firepower is too strong, and dispersing harassment and attacks can delay more time than facing forward resistance.

Instead of fighting against each other like now.

Although most of the fallen races did not understand why, they did not have much doubt and fulfilled the orders issued by the top.

"The orders of the Council made me feel something was wrong..."

In the port, a leader of a fallen race couldn't help but express his thoughts.

The current strategy is completely opposite to the previous customized strategy, and his years of combat experience also told him that something was wrong.

But, I can't say that something is wrong...

They could not have imagined that the elders of the council in the rear had actually become enemies...

"There is nothing to worry about at all. You are too suspicious. I heard that the total number of enemies is only more than 10,000, and our number is dozens of times theirs, with more than 300,000..."

Another fellow fallen race said, “Except for those transport ships, we also have at least 300,000 totals.

"Three hundred thousand to ten thousand, the advantage lies in us."

"I hope so."

The degenerate race couldn't help but shake his head. Not long ago, the news that the army was wiped out on the Third Ring Road Island rose in his mind. That day...

Even the "Divine Choice" fell. Although the "Parliament" said that it was caused by the enemy's sneak attack, he always felt that things might not be that simple.

Now some news says that dark smoke has been rising in that area for a long time, and terrible explosions have erupted.

According to some "gifts" he received, those outsiders once closed the entire island that day for a long time...

Half a day later, a "small" survivor finally escaped...

Hundreds of thousands of residents escaped, and less than 100,000 people. The escaped part.

It also seems a little... something is not right.

Something wrong is unreasonable.

But at this moment, the shouts of some people interrupted his thoughts...

"Enem! It's the enemy!"

Some whistles roared loudly, hearing the sound and seeing the direction he was pointing...

The fallen race looked over and saw from a distance that a group of ships with metal shells exclusively belonging to outsiders appeared on the dim sea.

"That fleet under Lin Yilan?"

This fallen race immediately recognized the identity of the fleet from some "wood" decorations on the ship.

The warship from the "Puppet Queen"...

However, compared to before, the scale seems to have expanded a lot, with a huge number of first-class warships...

"Don't let them get close! Let those sea clans prepare and create atmosphere spells..."

The leader of the fallen race immediately issued an order, and at the earliest, they had fought several times with each other.

I know that once they get close to me, countless "puppets" will be born out of thin air. These puppets are very difficult and they have suffered a lot of losses.

However, they did not have any way to deal with it. They made the power of the gods come through sacrifices...

Those "puppets" will completely lose control and turn into a pile of useless rotten wood...

Of course, the best way is not to let the other party get close to here, otherwise a large number of puppets will appear, and no matter how easy it is to solve it, it will be a problem.

But what they didn't expect was...

This time, the opponent did not seem to intend to attack like this.

In his vision, a series of light flashed suddenly appeared on the sea ahead...

The moment the light flashed, the fallen race felt like falling into an ice cellar, and its spirituality was warning!

Crazy warning!

A suffocating sense of oppression came down from the top of my head!

If you continue standing here, you will definitely die!

He had almost no hesitation and did not dare to think too much. He believed in his inspiration and rushed directly into an important defensive bunker at a port.

The next second, a large number of rumbling sounds of breaking through the air came from the sky...

The dense "black spots" fell from the sky...

The first round of volley fire covered the entire port at one time, with a large number of houses and ships flying in pieces, and exploded everywhere.

It was just a meeting, a large area was instantly covered by gunpowder...

The fire is burning, and the pungent smoke is rolling up...

“Huhhhhhhh…”

The leader of the degenerate race who escaped from the bombing looked shocked and looked at the scene in front of him. The port in front of him, no, this cannot be said to be a port, but also a ruin.

In just a few seconds, this place became a complete ruin, and a large number of relics were bombarded with violent explosions and bloody fragments...

There are painful wails everywhere in the port. Some people are alive, but they are almost dead...

Although most of these are the middle-level survivors and do not have much power, he knew that if he did not avoid it in time...

The consequences are probably not very good...

Because the leader of the degenerate race whom he just talked to was not much weaker than the others...

However, his combat experience may not be rich enough and his inspiration warning is not strong enough, so he was unable to avoid the bombing as soon as possible.

Then, perhaps unfortunately, the bombing here seemed to be a little more intense, and the fallen race blocked the first explosion.

But in less than the next second, more bombs fell, and even with the leader-level combat power, there was no way to react.

In other words, when the person who did not hide at the first time was already in an unavoidable situation when he reacted again.

In the terrifying outbreak, it was torn into pieces by ferocious fragments, and even the body could not be found in a complete piece...

In this case, if you want to live, you may only have to master special mysterious items.

But unfortunately, this type of mysterious objects are very precious, almost equivalent to a second life, and are usually not on them, but on the elders of the council.

Fortunately, this terrifying attack lasted only one round.

He survived...

It was also at this moment that the leader of the degenerate race realized that this area was over...

They can't defeat these enemies at all.

But after coming back from the deafening explosion, he suddenly became confused as to why the enemy...

Will it come so coincidental when they change?

Why...

Will the artillery fire be more dense here than elsewhere?

This degenerate race thinks very quickly, faster than ever...
Chapter completed!