After precision calculations of onboard computers, the twelve vector thrusters at the bottom of the shuttle gradually reduced the output power, cast steel and thermal insulation materials, and the spacecraft that condensed the wisdom and research results of tens of thousands of people on the Immortal City and Mars landed smoothly on the rolling white sand of the moon. The Mars technicians wearing orange one-piece space suits followed the rows of servile servants with mechanical prosthetics and biochemical muscles installed in rows, as well as several transport vehicles, resisting the white sandstorm that was coming, and staggering in the dark side of the moon that covered everything. Only a few high-power searchlights provided enough light sources.

The cargo hold ramp plate fell on the rock at a speed that exceeded the lunar gravity acceleration. The Mars technician immediately sent an order, asking the servant to mount the cargo in the shuttle cargo hold onto the transport vehicle, and then pull it to a designated area to store, where another group of logistics support personnel will transport all the cargo to the required department. This is a temporary airport and material transfer station 300 kilometers away from Atilan Star Fort. Several anti-aircraft artillery and missile vehicles stand nearby, and use firepower and light to divide the range of the airport.

"255mm artillery ammunition, two standard containers, D. DAC-2 cruise missiles, three standard containers, D...." The leading Mars technician waved the warning light staff in his hand. In this place where a large amount of communication infrastructure has not yet been established, the flags mastered by the ocean sailors on Earth have played a role in another way. "...Where is the fuel?" As the material manager of the airport ground staff, the Mars technician keenly discovered that the cargo was somewhat different from the previous few times, and it was completely inconsistent with the materials on the cargo list, which made him wonder whether it was a logistical error. "Why are all ammunition? This is not what we need, what I need is fuel and repair parts that can allow self-propelled artillery to operate."

"This is what the command center requires, don't ask." The pilot obviously had no intention of answering. He said very irritably, "Temporary modifications will be notified. If you don't believe it, then look at the timestamp on the form!" Everyone was working overloaded. He had been 78 times in a row in 24 hours, and each time he was delivering the supplies that were urgently short of on the front line to the army in need. High-intensity work made him very tired. Dozens of shuttles were set off with him, and each shuttle would send supplies to different airports. This time, the artillery troops needed ammunition. According to the front line's orders, the density of artillery bombing needs to be increased again. The 20,000 shells consumed seemed not enough to cause a fatal blow to the Mutant Star Fort.

The abundant ammunition gave the artillery troops more sufficient firepower, and the dense fire strikes quickly played a role.

Derick felt the deck under his feet tremble, as if the power of the material universe was unstoppable back to the wizard tower. Amon and Hannibal followed closely behind him, and the three guards formed an unbreakable triangle formation. When any one was attacked, the other two guards could help - this was the basic group battle formation of the guards. Even though Amon and Hannibal had not had any cooperation with Derick, they showed a very tacit understanding as soon as they joined - Derick looked around vigilantly. "The beast is gradually evolving." He had already transmitted some combat records to the other two companions through the communication system, "I don't know what it will become this time."

Hannibal held a giant shield and a giant sword, smiling.

"I already know my job, Derrick first."

Amon nodded as well. Since he needed to serve as the emperor's bodyguard on the battlefield this time, the weapons he carried were no different from Hannibal. "Since He agreed to let you lead this mission, it means that He believes your judgment is correct, Derrick first." Amon said, "Even if I don't know your progress in research on spiritual entities in the outer dimension, I will not object to you using a hot melt bomb to blow up the floor under our feet. I believe that after this war, Constantine will definitely approve you to enter the study group. Your talent for hunting out the beasts in the outer dimension is undoubtedly His talent designed for you."

The flames and metal jets that were so hot that they fell from the sky. In the hot smoke, three demigods in golden armor smashed into the center of a three-dimensional ritual magic circle composed of the body bonded by several mutants. As Derrick first guessed, it was not enough to drag the entire wizard tower into an illusory dimension, and the blood sacrifice pits in the hall alone were not directed rituals. In order to gather all the spiritual powers on the creatures that the wizards need to summon, there must be many small-scale ritual altars in the wizard tower—

—This conclusion was affirmed by the emperor. Just like a computer distributed server, this method can preserve the spiritual power absorbed by the ritual to the greatest extent. Including the ritual altar that was previously destroyed by the genetically modified warrior team, the altar under the feet of Derikxian, Amon and Hannibal is already the twenty-fourth. For spiritual entities such as external dimension creatures that rely on superstition to survive, numbers are symbolic, and the position of the ritual altar is also symbolic. Otherwise, the wizards will not be able to summon specific targets at all.

Derick first deduces a number. Every time he destroys an altar, he will record the feedback of psychic energy, and use it as a sample for research. This is the twenty-fourth ritual altar. Since Derick first encountered an attack when destroying the sixteenth ritual altar, he targeted the numbers four and eight for testing. As expected, when Amon swung his sword to cut off the growing and blended limbs of the mutant people, a giant axe appeared out of thin air and slashed at Derick first. The latter turned slightly, and the long halberd in his hand slashed the lava giant axe cast from pure malicious intention and contaminated steel like thunder. The moment the sharp blade created by the emperor's personal craftsman collided with the demon metal, a dazzling light suddenly flashed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Hannibal quickly stepped forward and crashed the giant golden square shield carved with a sky eagle into the monster's calves. The devastating power given by genetic alchemy and power armor knocked the huge monster back a few steps - the creature's body became larger and more disgusting. Hundreds of growing eyes on its body began to fester, and the horns on its head that looked like goat horns were bent backwards even more exaggerated, that is,

There was a breathing filter system, and the guards also faintly smelled the stench of rotten flesh. Derik first stepped on his feet and embedded the axe handle burning with dark red light deeply into the floor. Amon broke away the remaining mutant corpses on the altar of the ceremony, and the tortured mutant slaves embedded the giant sword in his hand deeply into the monster's knees. Then he raised his shield and swung horizontally, hitting the monster's recurring knee bend, while dodging out of the shadow, trying to grab his sharp claws.

Needless to say, Hannibal swung his sword hard and cut off the joint composed of external dimension energy. The monster was forced to give up his weapons and instead attacked the guards with his claws with natural weapons. Derrick immediately took a few steps back and poured all the firepower of the bomb gun on the face of the spiritual entity in the outer dimension. Amon also took a step behind the monster. When the claws brushed the shield, an electric spark burst out, which pushed the claws out, and at the same time compressed Amon's movement space to the corner. At this moment, Hannibal had swung his two swords to cut off the last bone. I wonder if the monster was in pain or humiliation. The angry flames and the foul-stealed poisonous smoke instantly spread in the narrow room.

The emperor looked up at the ceiling.

"My Lord." Hammurabi asked. He saw the physical loss of the other three guards in the command system of the Imperial Guards. He also knew that the emperor's attention was on the battlefield where Deriksian, Amon and Hannibal were. "Can they really solve that enemy?"

"No, that monster is immortal. When the universe is silenced, it will be on the scene. Fate has declared its end, but not now." The emperor said calmly, "they only need to severely damage the monster. Although it is not in the original plan, and the thing behind the curtain of the outer dimension should send another spiritual entity, its appearance is in our favor."
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