1143: Chapter 397 chanical Evolution_3 1143: Chapter 397 chanical Evolution_3 The damage was general, but the insult was supre; the bizarre welco gift set Soskuna ablaze.
Click!
A continuous tallic friction sound echoed; the Air Marshal, still mid-air, transford into a gliding bomber, opening the bomb bay to release a continuous barrage of bombs.
The energy was plentiful, the payload was extraordinarily astonishing, and the bombs were considerably powerful.
But the speed was too slow; Soskuna easily dodged it, not a single hair touched…
Boom!!
A shell hit Soskuna square on, sending him flying backward, disappearing on the spot at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
In the distance, a massive explosion roared, with smoke billowing and debris strewn all over.
At the Army Marshal’s position, a heavy Tiger tank roared forward, weighing over fifty tons; tracks and road wheels were all powering up, its speed astoundingly fast.
The Navy Marshal could only stare in disbelief; the only body of water was in the crater, lacking an appropriate battlefield, his naval guns had no opportunity to engage.
Several kiloters away, in the bushes.
Wayne: (≖`‸´≖)
He didn’t know much about World War II, only familiar with various famous s, most of which were related to Frank, such as the 90% new rifles, buildings firr than French, and “Maginot” aning “warm welco” in German.
However, even though his understanding of real history was limited, as a pseudo-military otaku, he still knew a bit about the Tiger tank.
At this ti, not to ntion being in service, the prototype tanks weren’t even built yet!
“It’s the God-chosen Continent already, shipgirls exist, why am I still worrying about this; next, even if atomic bombs appeared…”
Well, atomic bombs aside.
“If jet fighters appeared, I wouldn’t be surprised either.”
Wayne muttered under his breath, then turned to Heya and said, “You talk too much, just watch the show properly, have so quality.”
“You’re right in your lesson.”
“…”
No way, sis, where’s your fiery temper?
Are you actually this compliant?
Wayne humd: “The Walking Lust, I command you in Heaven’s true na to revert to your previous unruly self.”
“Sure, but I’d like to confirm your Stigmata first,” Heya said earnestly.
She was ninety-nine percent sure Wayne was that person.
“Co to my room tonight, I’ll show you in the dark, rember to co alone.”
“Okay.”
“…”
Wayne turned away, disappointed.
Heya’s allure plumted, with nothing more than a licentious body and a stern character to speak of.
He already had such wings.
In the field, under Wayne’s relentless critical comntary, the Air Marshal transford into a jet fighter, performing impossibly agile maneuvers mid-air.
The Army Marshal upgraded, taking the Tiger tank as the base, the body transford, splitting into two side cannons on either side, with three cannon barrels firing simultaneously at the rate of a semi-automatic rifle.
The Navy Marshal was still looking around helplessly.
Under the fire suppression, Soskuna was blasted backwards repeatedly, initially he could dodge based on high speed, but later, no matter how he changed positions, he couldn’t escape the lock from the two Marshals.
The chanicals were evolving!
Whether normal soldiers had this ability was debatable, but the three Marshals were undoubtedly able to evolve rapidly in war; by reverse-engineering them as a template, Prussia could build space battleships within ten years.
Wayne: (￣□￣;)
Prussia was undergoing an Epic Level enhancent, capable of steamrolling through that defense line head-on; further naval and air battles would also leave Windsor powerless to resist.
Wayne consoled himself, Regina had provided vital intelligence, in the volcano lied the core of chanical evolution; just destroying that Philosopher’s Stone…
no, just devouring that Philosopher’s Stone would erase Prussia’s invincibility.
Moreover, chanized armant held infinite possibilities, for him, this was a cause for joy.
Rumble rumble!!
Below the volcano, rows of planes with propellers whirled into the high skies, under the Air Marshal’s command, carpet bombing the ground in saturation attacks.
Tanks arrayed in an orderly fashion, under the Army Marshal’s command, unleashed volleys of fire.
The network of chanized armant was truly a local network.
High above, the Air Marshal’s weaponry was updated, no longer limited to simple bombings, and to cause more efficient harm to intruders, his own body was constantly revamped, evolving air-to-ground missiles.
anwhile, the bodies of several flying squadrons were also slowly transforming…
Pressure turned to the Navy Marshal, still clueless and staring blankly.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Among the thunderous volleys of cannon fire, the mountain top where Soskuna was vanished into flat ground, with his Demigod Strength resisting the bombardnt to save his thoughts, he transford into a Black Python, diving headfirst into the earth.
He didn’t believe it, could the shells really burrow into the ground?
They actually could!
A burrowing munition exploded beside the Black Python, flipping a dirt-covered Soskuna into mid-air, and before he could land, a few jet fighters intercepted, tossing him high up into the sky.
Intense firepower descended on him; Soskuna sighed, transforming into a dark mist and reassembling on the ground.
“Not a bad strength, enough to dominate the world, but against the true strong, this performance is still insufficient…” Dark mist wound around Soskuna, his hand raised, a sky-covering black curtain blocked out all, devouring the endless barrage of shells.
No flas, no explosions, missiles assimilated into the Darkness and vanished without a trace.
To this shaless tactic, the two Marshals responded in a simple and crude manner—upping the firepower.
All Fear cos from a lack of firepower!
In an instant, the power of the bombardnt grew exponentially, and watching his Darkness ripple apart, then bursting into sparks, Soskuna’s face turned a shade of iron blue.
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