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Chapter 72 Abaddon

boom……

Under the red sky, two fighter planes roared past, flying towards the flames and thick smoke in the distance.

Under the unified deployment of the military, "Falcon" and his wingman "Pelican" will jointly carry out this unprecedented combat mission.

Their target is of course the Purgatory Demon Dragon, and the name given to it by the command center is Abaddon.

Had Graves been here, he would probably have read that passage naturally.

"He opened the abyss, and out of the pit rose upward, like the smoke of a great furnace, with which the sun and the sky were darkened."

"And over them was the angel of the abyss, whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon."

What a coincidence, it's the Apocalypse again.

What's more, the doomsday-like scene in the distance descended into the world like a picture scroll depicted in the Apocalypse.

If this scene is watched by the wicked, they will definitely preach that the apocalypse is coming.

But even if it is really the vanguard of Judgment Day, there will always be some unbelievers among human beings who are brave enough to venture into that demon's territory.

The peregrine falcon is one of them.

Even in the face of dangerous creatures that came out of the magical world, this experienced and confident ace pilot did not feel afraid at all, and even had the mood to encourage his wingman.

"Pelican, tell me, is this your first mission?"

"Fifth time, sir."

"Very well, I believe you can be as perfect as before this time."

"I will, sir."

After a slight smile, Peregrine concentrated on driving the fighter and galloped towards Abaddon's location.

The command center had notified the area where the target was. The red dragon was probably full and hadn't been active for a long time.

That place was not too far from the Edwards Air Force Base, and after a while, it had already entered their strike range.

"I can't see it, sir."

The wingman responsible for surveying the enemy's situation was the first to report the situation.

Peregrine falcon ordered decisively: "Then blow it out."

The two fighter planes launched six missiles in a short period of time, blowing up the already burning mountain forest into a mess.

Finally, after passing over the target area for the third time, they were countered by Abaddon.

A fire breath matching the information.

But the attack was easily avoided by the peregrine falcon, who even danced a "dance" in front of the red dragon mockingly, and ordered the pelican to continue attacking.

After another missile passed, it seemed to be calm for a few seconds.

With a bang, when the thick smoke billowed, Abaddon's true face after spreading his wings was revealed.

The predicted intelligence was correct. After takeoff, the Purgatory Demon Dragon had a wingspan of 160 meters.

With a simple fanning, the gust of wind could disperse a large area of ​​the surrounding smoke. Abaddon let out a high-spirited dragon roar, accompanied by the sound of the air explosion, and rushed straight towards the two fighters.

It's not slow, but it doesn't seem to be able to keep up with them.

Following the instructions of their superiors, the fighter jets flexibly evaded attacks and circled with Abaddon, while advancing towards the prepared battle location.

Thurs Valley.

In fact, it's only 10 minutes away.

The two, one in front of the other, attracted Abaddon's attention alternately.

"Just hang it like this, and then replace me..."

Peregrine Falcon was ordering calmly, when he suddenly felt something was wrong, he just wanted to remind him, but it was too late.

After the flames exploded, the Pelican was wrecked by it.

The flying speed of this large lizard is not unexpected. It is already a miracle that it can fly with its huge size. Its flexibility is far behind their supersonic aircraft, but... the breath is not like this.

The previous low-speed attack was actually confusing them.

While being teased by them, Abaddon gradually grasped the rhythm, and at the moment when they were about to exchange positions, he seized the opportunity.

The breath hit the pelican like a missile.

The pilot reacted quickly and left the fighter plane ahead of time, but both the peregrine falcon and the commanders who were always watching the battlefield knew very well that it was impossible for the pilot to survive.

Peregrine almost watched with his own eyes that Abaddon sped up and ate his subordinates into his mouth. The parachute emerged from its unclosed giant mouth, and was then ignited by the swallowing flames, carbonized, and finally turned into fly ash.

In fact, he couldn't hear the desperate wailing of his subordinates, but the voice rang through his mind.

Although for the next few minutes, he can only rely on himself.

But the ace pilot wasn't afraid, instead, he was outraged. Facing Abaddon's vicious vertical pupils, he had only one thought in his mind.

"Bastard, come on!"

……

Thurs Valley.Kratos, Tony Stark, and Victoria are checking equipment.

The three of them obviously don't have the same style of painting.

Tony, who had put on his battle suit, only needed to order Jarvis, relaxed and at ease.

Victoria looked more traditional, like a boxer ready to go on stage.

Kratos is... relatively primitive.

After all, his weapon is just a spear and a round shield.

His state of mind is also the most relaxed, and he is even in the mood to observe the surrounding scenery.

He has actually been to this place before. When he was looking for ancient resources before, he jumped off the mountain peak on the right, directly crossed this valley, and fell far to the left.

That refreshing feeling is still fresh in my memory.

Now revisiting the old place, this place is about to become a battlefield.

This is carefully selected.

It was barren and there was almost no vegetation, so there was no need to worry about something being ignited by the flames, which gave Abaddon the advantage of the site.

And as long as the deep valley Abaddon is shot down to the deep valley under his feet, he can use the height difference to suppress it in various ways and prevent it from flying again.

An eagle on the ground is not as good as a chicken, and a dragon that cannot fly, the difficulty of dealing with it is greatly reduced.

"Here we go," Tony said.

Dressed in high technology, he was the first to notice the target, and after a while, Victoria also heard the roar of fighter jets and the roar of a giant dragon.

The behemoth finally appeared in the field of vision.

Victoria couldn't help sighing: "Tsk, it looks really big!"

"Are you shaking, are you afraid?" Kratos asked.

"I can't tell the difference, I feel excited and scared." She was quite calm, and asked Tony Stark: "What about you? Iron Man..."

"I'm neither excited nor frightened, and boredom just interferes with my judgment."

"Tch, it sounds like the truth."

Tony: "..."

Without in-depth discussion on this issue, Tony looked at the fighter plane making various flying movements, which seemed to be shaky but still steadfast, and said softly:
"Talent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fighter plane evaded Abaddon's attack as much as possible, and then sped away under its gnashing of teeth gaze.

Abaddon let out a furious roar, and suddenly stopped his movements, as if he sensed something was wrong, but it was too late to leave.

Cannon fire roars!

Victoria covered her face halfway with her hands, avoiding the bright light of many bomb explosions, and asked Tony loudly:
"These are the weapons you designed?"

"Yes!" Mark III's golden visor covered Tony's expression, and his voice was also incomprehensible, saying, "It's all in the past."

Kratos looked at the giant dragon that had to fall into the deep valley in order to avoid the bombing, the spear slammed on the round shield in his left hand, and the sound of gold and iron clashing attracted the attention of the other two.

Although they didn't speak, both of them understood what he meant.

"It's coming!"

(End of this chapter)