The casters of the Portlanders and Dragon Hunters are the culprits who killed the golden dragon Su, and all the casters in the Horizon became Lin Mo's targets of revenge.

The warlocks' decision to escape was extremely correct, but they didn't even have the door to compete with the electromagnetic track machine gun bullets with Mach 4 speed.

Even if a group of heavy armored infantry wearing heavy armor and slow movements followed behind "will willingly" and used their flesh and blood bodies and steel heavy armor as human walls, it was still impossible to block the fierce and fierce dense barrage shooting.

A strange tearing sound like a nightmare sounded again, without deliberately aiming. Even if you wear the heavy armor, the human body is still like a fragile light bulb. The warlocks who have not escaped far and have suffered the same fate as the armorers who protected them. The ballistic strafing immediately flew everywhere.

The irrecognizable human tissues, organs, broken bones, rags and residual armor were laid out in small bloody carpets that overlapped each other, and were so shocking and terrifying that represented the living people who had once existed in this world.

The killing efficiency of modern weapons is simply crazy for the human race in this world. If it were replaced with the M61 Vulcan machine cannon with a higher firing rate, the 20mm-caliber armor-piercing blasting bomb was fired wildly at a speed of 6,000 rounds per minute. The degree of cruelty was unimaginable. That kind of weapon was specially used to attack small and medium-sized war weapons. If it was placed in this Portland camp, the entire camp would probably be flattened within minutes.

Although it swallowed Su's body and the "Phantom Square" has obtained the longest evolution and maintenance time so far, this is not enough to allow Lin Mo to squander it. Launching metal projectiles is also a great burden for the "Phantom Square".

If it is in a continuous shooting state, evolutionary resources will be deducted accordingly, and the continuous firepower output can only be maintained for up to 6 minutes.

After "breaking the Portlanders' warlock team into pieces", Lin Mo turned his gun and pointed it at the magicians. After the other party released the magic shield, he continued to chant obscure spells and spells, preparing to launch his strongest spell to destroy the enemy with one blow.

However, the six-track electromagnetic track machine gun would not give them a chance, and the dense barrage hit the spell shield fiercely.

This is not the spell shield of the enemy's fourth-level magician in the border town of Cedar Town, where Gemini sister Li Mubing uses a Type 95 automatic rifle to shoot the spell shield of the enemy's fourth-level magician.

One side is a team of magicians led by eighth-level magicians, with at least six layers of magic shields stacked in front of them.

The other side is extremely violent modern technological weapons, a real battlefield weapon.

The 12.7mm caliber bullet carried huge kinetic energy and hit the magic shield and shocked continuously. In an instant, the two magic shields could not withstand such intense blows and scattered in the air one after another.

The magicians who were still chanting behind the multiple superimposed magic shields all turned pale. The leading eighth-level magician decisively gave a wink at a magician behind the team. During this period, another magic shield was broken.

The magician hesitated for a moment and immediately returned with a firm look. He stopped singing decisively, his whole body was shocked, and his whole body was hard to stand firm. Perhaps he was prepared for this unexpected situation. He endured the pain of the spell backlash and took out several potions and gritted his teeth and poured them continuously. After these potions entered the mouth, they played a role as soon as possible. His face quickly looked better, and the sound of the chant sounded again.

When the six magic shields collapsed in succession, only two were left, another pale yellow earth-so magic shield emerged in time, stopping the precarious momentum. However, this tough magic shield collapsed again in a blink of an eye. In the face of the continuous impact of dense large-caliber bullets, it was still far from enough to see.

The magician blushed, holding a staff in one hand and a precious magic crystal in the other. While constantly absorbing elemental energy, he tried his best to release a new magic shield. At this time, another magician gave up the attack spell and joined the sequence of releasing the magic shield with a pale face.

Layers of translucent magic shields are constantly generated and destroyed, and they are constantly changing. No one can imagine that this standard defensive spell will become a consumable one day, and it is a fast consumable. Fortunately, the casters are at least level 4 to 6 intermediate magicians, with the support of constantly consuming precious magic resources, and they can still grit their teeth and hold their teeth hard. If they are replaced by a low-level magician below level 3, they may be forced to declare their mental exhaustion without persisting for a while, and even if the potion is hard, they will not be able to keep up with the consumption speed.

A black earth wall suddenly rose from the front of the magic shield and met the barrage.

The eighth-level magician of the Portlander gritted his teeth and activated the protective alchemy weapon "Siege" in his palm like a small round mirror, releasing its own fourth-level earth-type defense spell. Due to his own fire-type affinity physique, he could only barely exert the power of this magic weapon by 80%, and even unable to continue to output elemental energy of the same attribute.

Since materials are difficult to find and refining are difficult, not every magician can have precious alchemy magic weapons. Even alchemy magic weapons that are only at first level of human status are often priceless. This alchemy magic weapon called "Siege" was obtained by an eighth-level magician at a huge price in an extremely accidental opportunity. Usually, I can't even let others see it, and I always regard it as my secret trump card.

This earth wall, about a foot thick, still could not withstand the storm impact of the 12.7 mm caliber warhead. Large holes were blown up on the wall and then penetrated by the warhead. The earth-type magic crystal embedded in the magic weapon exploded into powder in the blink of an eye because the elemental energy quickly bottomed out and overdrawn.

After only two seconds of existence, the earthen wall collapsed into a slightly higher ridge on the spot.

In less than fifteen seconds, the magic of another world and modern firearms fell into a strange stalemate.

But in fact, the magicians were at a disadvantage. The limited ten seconds were not enough to make them chant a spell of attack spell, not to mention that the other party's extremely strange and fierce attack made them in danger with a shadow.

"Hmph! Want to fight a war of attrition? It's no easy thing!"

Lin Mo provoked the tactical helmet of the "Dragon General" thrown on the ground, hung it on the special fixed hanger behind the back with one hand, and carried the six-rail electromagnetic track machine gun in the other hand, and began to move his footsteps, shouting in a low voice: "Change the caliber, 20 mm." The biggest advantage of the "Fantasy Square" plug-in module is that it inherits the evolutionary capabilities of the Gold Dragon Clan. Switching the caliber is simply easy. The inner diameter of the electromagnetic acceleration launch track cavity was immediately expanded by 158.

Passively being beaten is not his style, and it doesn't matter when it starts moving, which immediately makes the Portland magicians immediately nervous and have to move with them, keeping the magic shield between them and the other party.

The consumption of evolutionary resources by the 20mm caliber warhead has increased sharply, and its power is incomparable to the 12.7mm caliber. It is no longer a gun, but a cannon. The only regrettable thing is that the electromagnetic rail machine gun fires conventional steel core standard bullets, rather than armor-piercing blasting bombs standard with the M61 Vulcan gun of the same caliber. Otherwise, the magicians' magic shields would not even be able to support one round.

Even so, the spell shield with a sharp increase in pressure was unsustainable in an instant. No matter how two magicians or even the third magicians participated in the queue to maintain the spell shield, they still could not maintain the sharp deterioration.

The last two magic shields that had reached the cordon were shattered on the spot. The fierce barrage directly crashed into the magician crowd. There was no need for any aim. No one could escape such a dense bounce point. A blood mist churned, and the middle and high-level magician team of the "Thunder Cloud Tiger" Legion lost nearly half on the spot.

In two seconds, the moment of breaking the shield stopped shooting, only two seconds, more than a hundred 20mm caliber bullets were ruthlessly crushed, and the six Portland magicians disappeared completely. There was only a bloody and bloody left on the ground, and even the eighth-level magician was not spared.

In the end, they still failed to release an aggressive spell that threatened the Dragon Knight. They lost a slight mistake and filled it with their lives.

The Portlanders' response strategies have always been correct, but they have far underestimated the power of modern technological weapons, so that although they responded correctly, the ending was no different from doing nothing. The Portlanders' souls floating in the void could only be forced to sing "Conquest" to the Dragon Knight.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Second Division, who did not believe in evil in Portland's "Thunder Cloud Tiger" Legion roared and killed. They firmly believed that even if the other party was a giant dragon, they would be overwhelmed by such a huge attack lineup.

“Calibration changed, 12.7 mm.”

Lin Mo sneered and looked at the Portlanders who were ignorant of life and death. Kneeling was their only fate.

Earth civilization, in 1893, 50 infantry soldiers and just four Maxim machine guns from Rhodesia (now the Republic of Zimbabwe) easily repelled up to 5,000 Zulu attacks, leaving 3,000 corpses on the battlefield.

Now, on the eastern border of the Slan Empire in another world, the history of massacre of another civilization is repeating. The firing rate of the six-track electromagnetic track machine gun is seven times that of Maxim. The fate of the Portland Second Division, as the Dragon Knight expected, has been decided by this peerless weapon in the Life and Death Book.

The battle between flesh and blood and technological weapons is no suspense. Even the high-level warrior with fighting spirit rising all over his body is not an enemy of one.

Rows of Portland warriors were torn to pieces on the spot, unable to avoid or get close to them, and the number of people was no longer there.

Lin Mo walked towards the central army tent step by step like a wandering in the garden. From time to time, he turned around and saw the Portlanders suddenly hit the harvest of the God of Death's sickle, disappearing on the earth as lowly as an ant.

The Dragon Knight seemed to have become a death zone, expanding, and a rain of bullets swept across the invaders' camp with revenge rage.

A man's slaughter camp!

Tens of thousands of Portlanders could not even have decent resistance.
Chapter completed!