1402: Chapter 66: Storm Chieftain 1402: Chapter 66: Storm Chieftain These statues were all in the style of South Arican Aboriginals, standing at two and a half ters tall, wrapped in grass skirts, with long hair adorned with brightly colored feathers.
Due to years of neglect and exposure to the elents, their surfaces were crumbling and covered with moss, making them look frighteningly green, yet their combat power remained undiminished.
Dada dada, the Trojan Squad opened fire, and the gunshots suddenly sounded like a violent storm, but unfortunately, when fired upon, the statues rely shattered the bullets, leaving only small bomb craters behind.
Roar, roar, the statues emitted furious roars, madly sprinting, the sound waves so powerful they caused visible ripples in the air, the nearby plant leaves rustling loudly, and so bugs fell like rain.
“Explode!” Li Kelun snapped his fingers three tis urgently at the statue in front of him; its knee joint detonated, blasting apart partially, and its entire head was engulfed in the blast wave, ruining half of its skull, yet its combat strength was unhard.
“What is this thing?” Blood actually flowed from the wound on the statue, which greatly alard Pan Hui.
“It doesn’t matter what it is, just kill it!” Tang Zheng sprayed bullets, enhanced with Phoenix Power, the bullets’ piercing effect was significant, and they completely penetrated the statue’s head, turning it into a sieve.
The blood shot out like a fountain, landing on the ground and corroding it into white smoke.
This wave of statues was not yet entirely defeated, and those lying in the square continually awakened, attacking the invaders.
They were the guardians of the Inca Holy City, each one a chieftain or warrior from various tribes, summoned by the Holy City to voluntarily beco statues, standing here eternally guarding the Holy City.
“I hate these non-living creatures the most; plagues hardly work on them.” Mirene pouted with thin red lips, complaining yet not afraid; her parasol gun’s kill rate was even higher than Liu Hang’s.
Butler Charlie did not engage, staying close to his master.
“We can’t hold them off, what do we do?” Pan Hui exclaid in alarm.
The statues were nurous and had strong defenses.
Tang Zheng and Li Kelun’s lines were fine, but others were collapsing; the statues finally resisted the gunfire and closed in successfully.
The newbies panicked, running disorderly, causing the formation to scatter, and the statues imdiately proceeded with the slaughter, each punch capable of shattering the newbies’ bones, twisting the corpses grotesquely.
“Don’t run aimlessly,” Xiang Ning shouted, but it was to no avail, as the Conquerors did not care about them.
The rookies felt that staying here was a dead end and preferred to take their chances running from the Golden City while the Conquerors were busy with the statues, thinking their chances of survival might be higher.
Carlos seized the chance and sprinted, Javier also wanted to run but was caught by Tang Zheng by the hair, kicked in the calf, and fell to the ground.
“Be careful,” Pan Hui, always by Tang Zheng’s side, saw a statue closing in and shouted loudly.
Click, click, Tang Zheng’s AK47 jamd, failing to fire.
“Get out of the way!” Tang Zheng swung the AK47, the gun body smashing into the statue’s head, breaking into pieces on the ground, but the weapon was so bad, it caused no damage.
“It’s useless,” Pan Hui had just shouted when she saw Tang Zheng swing a hundred-pound backpack, knocking the statue to the ground, then stomping on its head to crush it.
The headless statue reached out its large hand toward Tang Zheng’s ankle, but before it got close, Tang Zheng kicked it in the chest, sending it flying.
Bang, Tang Zheng drew his handgun and fired at Carlos’s head, the bullet entering from the back of the skull, directly blowing it apart, the corpse collapsing.
O’Reilly was about to run, but witnessing this scene, she was too frightened to move.
“What are you doing?
You’re not short of that little reward, are you?” Zhao Haixing was furious, since killing other squad’s players scored points, and he was about to do so when Tang Zheng preempted him by raising his gun first.
“Do you even get it, you aid at him before Tang Zheng did, your poor shooting skills are to bla, why complain about others?” Mirene glanced at Zhao Haixing.
“If I hadn’t fired, he would have run away,” Tang Zheng shrugged nonchalantly as Carlos knew too much and had to die here, “Next ti you fire, be quicker.”
The attack of the statues was fierce, pressing Liu Hang and others to the brink of collapse; Gu Xueqi lanted that this demonstrated the advantage of having a more nurous team like the Warhamr Group, which fought in staggered lines and had greater endurance.
At this mont in the Holy City, there were three Trojan Squads, with two more rushing over rapidly.
Had they not spread out the statues’ numbers, Li Kelun’s team would have faced even greater trouble, but their luck was running out.
Two Aboriginal chieftains descended like the wind with a trendous presence, landing on the city walls; they were the strongest in all the tribes, the last barrier of the Holy City.
“You go kill the others, I’ll handle these,” the chieftain spoke decisively, and as his voice fell, he shook his spear, his body charging like lightning toward the squad.
Boom, dust flew and stones scattered as the Conquerors dodged, their formation completely disrupted.
“Blizzard descends!” Following the chieftain’s battle cry, the surrounding air cooled rapidly, the ground froze, and snowflakes fell.
The newbies were completely stunned; half the Holy City seed to have been instantly transported to the Arctic, each breath painfully cold.
Tang Zheng grabbed Mirene and Javier, retreating with them.
“I don’t need your protection!” Mirene twisted her body, her tone haughty, but in reality, her animosity towards Tang Zheng was decreasing.
As Liu Hang was walking on the ice, he almost fell.
Just as he steadied himself, a chief with a long face sared with paint appeared in front of him and thrust a spear towards his heart.
Liu Hang was shocked.
Having killed too few Aboriginals, he still hadn’t lifted the restriction on the Light Defense Shield and could only use the golden python as a at shield to defend himself.
Pff, the chief’s spear pierced the python, and with a twist of his wrist, the spear spun like a spinning top, tearing it to shreds.
“Save !” Liu Hang hadn’t expected his summoned creature to be killed with one hit, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.
“Sumr Dreamland.” Xiang Ning deployed an illusion, creating a phantom of Liu Hang to bewilder the chief, but faced with a chief of at least an English third-grade level, it was too late.
“Burst!” Li Kelun snapped his fingers, trying to blast the chief’s spear off course, but he was unsuccessful.
The spear, carrying flas from the explosion, pierced through Liu Hang’s chest.
Boom, the chief’s power activated, ice spears grew and spread from within the body, skewering him and freezing him into an ice sculpture before exploding and shattering into ice fragnts.
Another chief departed to annihilate other teams.
Li Kelun erupted in firepower, his face solemn, a red light circle erged beneath him, radiating shock waves.
“My na is Storm Chieftain, guardian of the Holy City, you all, face death!” The Chieftain wore a necklace made of wild beast fangs and his body was also painted, not looking primitive but filled with power and mystery, awe-inspiring.
The chief swung his spear, creating a tornado mixed with blizzards, sweeping everyone off their feet and quickly covering the battlefield.
Tang Zheng stood tall, his massive body shielding others like a grand mountain range, covering Gu Xueqi and Mirene and others.
Pan Hui hid behind, her heart pounding but filled with imnse gratitude, knowing Li Kelun would never have done such a thing during combat.
“He’s a brave man.” Mirene eyed Tang Zheng’s silhouette, feeling a sense of security he provided, very similar to her sister.
Tang Zheng was protecting Gu Xueqi, and incidentally, also shielded Mirene and Pan Hui.
As for building rapport, he didn’t think much of it and was now observing the Storm Chieftain, seeking vulnerabilities.
“Group Leader, kill him,” Zhao Haixing, handso yet the weakest, was driven by fear from Liu Hang’s death, yelling in panic and started backing out of the battle circle.
“The Holy City will not be desecrated,” the chief allowed no one to escape, so Zhao Haixing’s actions provoked him, making him the primary target.
“Hey, look here.” Li Kelun appeared next to the chief, his powerful punch releasing, and before it even made contact, a series of explosions erupted, overwhelming him with flas and black smoke.
The Storm Chieftain generated tornadoes around him, dispersing the flas.
His left foot stomped hard on the ground, causing it to shake like an earthquake.
Ice crept rapidly, blocking Li Kelun, and the blizzard also ford ice spears raining down.
Xiang Ning released an illusory attack, but it was weak, making her feel helpless, as psychic types usually excel in team battles, making solo attacks sowhat ineffective.
The Storm Chieftain caught up with Zhao Haixing, stabbing with his spear.
This guy, who had only activated his power and had not even initiated first-stage explosion, was really just surviving by selling himself; now facing a real crisis, he had no resistance.
“Don’t kill .” Zhao Haixing’s poor character showed, not resisting and buying ti for Li Kelun to rescue him, but foolishly begging for rcy.
The Storm Chieftain, without even blinking, thrust his spear into Zhao Haixing’s head, then swung it, smashing him towards the approaching Li Kelun.
Zhao Haixing’s body, still in mid-air, froze into an ice lump, which, flying just before Li Kelun, exploded into fragnts.
“Let’s go!” Tang Zheng gave Gu Xueqi a gesture, grabbed Javier by the collar, and led the escape.
He had no intention of facing life and death with these people, but rather, finding the treasures of the Holy City and then returning to pick up the pieces was his priority.
“That bastard.” The teleporting man was about to explode with anger, wishing to intercept Tang Zheng, but not daring, he could only watch him flee.
“Big brother, wait for .” Mirene, naturally not helping in the combat, jogged behind Tang Zheng.
Pan Hui, scared by the Storm Chieftain, who had effortlessly killed two people, also followed Tang Zheng in retreat.
The Storm Chieftain repelled Li Kelun and noticing the escapees, imdiately pursued.
“Heh, serves you right for your misfortune,” the teleporting man laughed out loud, and Li Kelun also halted, waiting for them to confront the chief.
“We’re so unlucky?” Tang Zheng wasn’t panicked; war generalsappeared out of nowhere, intercepting the Storm Chieftain.
He wasn’t aiming to kill the enemy, escaping the battlefield was his first priority.
“Bearer, Charlie, go!” Mirene also sent out her summoned creatures, buying ti.
“Die!” The Storm Chieftain spat a swirling tornado, rapidly expanding, mixing with the blizzard, slicing everything like sharp blades.(To be continued.
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