The rumbling artillery fire set off layers of air waves in the zombies on the side of the Bull Head.
Before the broken zombies could be reassembled in the gray fog, they were bitten and swallowed by the zombies that rushed over from the opposite side, and there was no chance for them to reassemble.
The sudden appearance of the Flying Circus Man who disturbed the situation was like an east wind, blowing the zombies on the side of Aquarius quickly over.
The Flying Circus Man was still bombarding wildly, and the layers of artillery fire had even approached the space gate.
A claw covered with scales stretched out of the space gate first, and the Bull Head began to release it.
At the same time, the Flying Circus Man arrived above the capital, and the sailors who had gathered on the deck long ago jumped into the zombies of the Bull Head like dumplings, and began to kill them.
"Heretics, die!"
"Give your heart to the president!"
"Slaughter that cow and make braised beef for the president!"
"The president is the best in the world!"
"..."
The sailors were like loyal and fanatical believers.
While they chopped the zombies with their knives, they shouted all kinds of loyalty to the president.
This made Aquarius behind them unable to see.
She recognized the ship that had gone and returned.
But she didn't know what these people were up to.
At this moment, the performance of the captain and others was no less than that of the fanatics cultivated by Aquarius before.
Could it be that they really worshipped the president's divine power and were willing to become believers?
For a moment, Aquarius felt that either she was crazy or the world was crazy.
Qianmian, who was near the space gate, was anxious when he saw this scene.
"The minions of that bastard god are here again!"
"I'll kill them right now to buy time for your arrival!"
After that, Qianmian rushed towards the sailors alone without hesitation.
"Heretical minions, die!"
Qianmian fell from the sky, and the dark red energy pulse exploded in the crowd.
Several sailors were caught off guard and were blown away dozens of meters.
"Damn! Are you a heretic who doesn't know what to do?"
"An elite monster exploded, brothers, deal with him!"
"For the president, I'll be brave again!"
"T is here, go!"
"..."
The sailors were extremely excited and took turns showing the various results of their careful training on Qianmian.
Treating the King's clone as a BOSS, everyone has waited too long for this day.
Qianmian was blown up by the self-destruction group and fell to the ground.
The old guys who practiced fire magic even worked together to create a huge fire dragon, and from time to time they would give Qianmian a hard blow.
Qianmian was a little uncomfortable, and cursed in the local area network: "Are you serious about coming here?"
Qin Ze smiled and said: "Don't you want to improve? This is your own choice."
"Niuniu is watching now, how can you make him believe it if it's not true?"
With Qin Ze's words, the sailor clones "acted" more vigorously.
Even the captain participated in it.
He angrily attacked Qianmian's spiritual sea of consciousness with a mental shock.
The other sailors took advantage of the stiff state and quickly called out all the skills in their hands.
Qianmian suspected that the captain, a petty guy, was taking revenge.
He failed to help him get rid of Aquarius, and this guy "bears a grudge".
Aquarius in the distance looked a little skeptical of life.
They are defending the honor of the president with their lives.
Such loyalty, even some of the twelve constellations cannot do it.
They can be said to be hypocritical, but what if they are hypocritical for a lifetime?
Aquarius really can't figure out what else is worth risking their lives for such a fearless self-explosion.
Looking at the embarrassed Qianmian, she couldn't help but mutter: "Could it be that there is a discord among them?"
Qianmian is a real high-level warrior after all. Although the sailors' attacks are fancy and earth-shattering, they are just tickling him.
Qin Ze felt that it was not enough, so he decided to add fuel to the fire.
"You stab him with the flying sword."
"Avoid the vital points, don't stab him to death."
Miss Jianxie said excitedly: "Okay!"
Although she didn't know what game these puppets were playing, she wanted to participate in it because it was so lively.
Miss Jianxie immediately sacrificed the water-attributed flying sword.
Qianmian was killing people, and he didn't notice the flying sword that made a big circle and passed through from behind.
"Puff——"
A stream of blue light rushed over and accurately pierced into Qianmian's lower back.
"Damn it!"
Qianmian Bull Head glanced at the flying sword and couldn't help but twitched his mouth.
Qin Ze nodded with satisfaction: "It looks like a lot now."
Miss Jianxie then stabbed Qianmian twice more, and then she put away the sword with a sense of unsatisfaction.
Qianmian was covered in blood, as if he had been beaten into a bloody rage.
Wherever he passed, the clones all turned into blood mist.
In order to show the strength of Qianmian, there areThe clone exploded before he could get close.
The captain saw that the bull head was almost deployed and thought it was time to withdraw.
"Damn heretics!"
"The president will definitely judge you!"
The captain flew backwards for no apparent reason.
As luck would have it, he fell on the deck of the flying circus man.
"Slip away!"
The captain hurriedly ordered people to raise the sail and stay away from here.
The goal has been achieved, anyway, he just came to make a familiar face.
After solving the last "heretic", Qianmian knelt on one knee with exhaustion, looking at the flying circus man unwillingly.
At this moment, a huge breath descended on this world and enveloped the entire capital.
The queen outside the palace was stunned: "What... what is this?!"
She had never seen such a terrifying breath.
This feeling is like drifting alone on the glass sea on a stormy night.
Lonely and helpless.
There was nothing he could do except praying silently in his heart.
"Can those outsiders really win?"
The queen whispered softly.
The time has come to decide the fate of the Glazed Sea.
...
This time, the space gate did not stop halfway like last time.
The huge body of the Bullhead slowly stepped out of the gate.
"It's really a vibrant world."
The Bullhead was very satisfied. Such a world is very suitable for preaching.
He then looked at Qianmian who was guarding the gate in front of him and felt that he had really picked up a treasure this time.
The Bullhead saw the whole process of the battle just now. Such loyal and powerful subordinates are hard to find even with a lantern.
Before, he still had some doubts when he heard the old man's report.
Now that he saw it with his own eyes, the last trace of doubt in his heart was completely dispelled.
It's really a waste of talent for such a talent to be a preacher. It is indeed more suitable to be trained as a warrior.
Qianmian quickly turned to Niutou and saluted, saying, "I failed to keep the heretic. Please punish me."
Niutou waved his hand, "You did a good job."
"From now on, you don't have to be a preacher anymore."
"I will improve your strength and make you a general."
Qianmian was delighted.
Good news came from the delivery room, and he was promoted again.
Everyone said that being a preacher was difficult, but Qianmian didn't think it was difficult.
He had never succeeded in preaching once, but he was directly transferred to become Niutou's right-hand man.