I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 632

Dong An and the others waited patiently. After a while, there was a muffled sound from a distance, and at the same time, a flame rose into the sky.Dong An and the others stared at the blaze until the blaze disappeared. Smiles finally appeared on their faces.

"Amazing, amazing, Han Dong!" Dong An said excitedly, patted Han Dong's shoulder hard, and said, "I never thought that such a little thing would be so powerful."

As a soldier, Dong An was naturally able to judge the power of the bomb from the sound and light of the fire. Although it was impossible to be precise about how strong it was, it was not a problem to estimate a rough value.

Judging from experience, the power of the puppet bomb explosion is not much different from what Han Dong said was about 110 strong.

The other team members were also excited. With such a terrifying weapon, the more than 100 low-light demon warriors on the opposite side were no longer to be feared.

Soon, two ashen-faced warriors returned from a distance, spitting the dirt out of their mouths as they walked.

Because it was the first time for the two to control the puppet bomb, the distance between them was not well controlled. The puppet bomb exploded more than ten meters away. As a result, the two were affected by the explosion and were almost buried in the soil.

"Captain, it's really powerful. At least a big pit with a diameter of seven or eight meters was blown out. If it is in the center of the explosion, even the peak of the low-light environment may not be able to withstand it!" A soldier wiped the dust from his face , quickly report.

"Okay, okay, everyone, take a break first, and get ready to fight in 10 minutes!" Dong An said excitedly.

bang~
There was another sound from the opposite stone gate, as if someone was attacking the portal with a weapon.

"We must hurry up, otherwise, once the seal on the portal is breached, stronger demons will appear on the opposite side at any time!" Dong An thought to himself.

Soon, after everyone checked their firearms and got ready for battle, Dong An signaled for Han Dong to start.

Han Dong took out palm-sized puppet bombs from his arms. Under the control of mental power, these puppet bombs ran towards the demon camp more than 100 meters away silently and quickly.

A demon warrior who was cutting down trees seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly stopped, stood up, and looked towards the direction where the puppet bomb was coming.

"Kamur, what's wrong with you?" Another demon warrior who cut down trees with him asked strangely.

"I sense that the danger is approaching quickly, we must be ready to fight!" Kemul shook his long hair with a serious face, took off a horn hanging from his waist, and blew vigorously.

Although no enemy was observed, this intuition of danger had saved Keimul dozens of times, and Keimul believed in it.

The low horn sounded throughout the camp, and all the demon warriors who were working stood up at the same time, looking around warily.

Some people even directly summoned spiritual weapons and held them tightly in their hands.

Seeing that this group of demons who looked like laborers turned into qualified fighters in an instant, the hearts of Dong An and the others suddenly felt a lot heavier.

With the same strength and cultivation level, a demon warrior can kill five to eight human warriors. Seeing with his own eyes that the fighting quality of these demon warriors on the opposite side is extremely high, Dong An estimates that these people are probably the elite of the demon warriors , it is not a problem at all to be one against ten.

"Human~"

Shouts came from the mouths of these demon warriors. There were more than 100 people, and they actually exuded the breath of a thousand-man brigade.

Dong An and the others are also the elite of the Human Race Legion. Seeing the scene in front of them, they all showed a cautious look on their faces.

The Human Race Legion has not dealt with the Demon Race for thousands of years, and the legend of the Demon Race is only obtained from ancient historical documents, and the existence of the Demon Race is known.

However, most people's concept of the demon race is still a kind of alien race. Although they have never seen it, they only regard the demon race as a relatively powerful race among the alien races.

"The Demon Race is really a powerful race, a race born for fighting!" Dong An whispered.

A few seconds later, the puppet bombs finally rushed into the demon camp. The camp that had not been fully built was full of loopholes. Under the control of Han Dong's mental power, these puppet bombs easily slipped into the camp.

"Look, what are those things?" A demon warrior spotted the puppet bomb facing him, waved his spiritual axe, and shouted loudly, pointing at the puppet bomb.

woo~
There was a muffled sound of piercing through the air, and a spiritual hand ax shining with black light flew over from nowhere, and the target was the puppet bomb that was rushing towards the demon warrior.

This hand ax looks very rough. The blade of the ax looks like it was ground from a piece of stone. The handle of the ax is just a log more than a foot long. If it weren't for the black spiritual light emitting from the surface, such a With an ax, even if you chop wood, you will be disgusted by others.

The puppet bomb is powerful, but its own resistance is not strong. Once it is hit by such a hand axe, it will either be destroyed or detonated in advance, causing limited damage.

However, just as the spiritual hand ax was about to hit the puppet bomb, the puppet bomb suddenly reversed its direction, drawing a strange arc on the ground, avoiding the blow.

Soon, almost all the demon warriors reacted, and continued to use spiritual spells and long-range weapons to bombard these puppet bombs. However, these seven puppet bombs are like swimming fish, extremely flexible, always Can dodge attacks at the end when they are about to be destroyed.

If these puppet bombs were controlled by other fighters, they would have been destroyed before they got close to the demon fighters.

At this time, Han Dong had to control seven puppet bombs at the same time, and at the same time, he had to be careful not to be attacked. The mental pressure was also extremely high, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Dong An was even more nervous and tightly gripped the butt of the automatic rifle, his fingers were about to sink into the wood of the butt, and his knuckles were gradually turning white.

"The difference in strength between the enemy and us is too great. The puppet bomb must cause as many casualties as possible. Otherwise, once three or five fish slip through the net, the consequences will be unimaginable..." Dong An felt a little regretful in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt A little reckless.

But at this time the arrow had left the string, and things were beyond his control. Dong An could only secretly pray in his heart that Han Dong could control it more carefully, and that the puppet bomb could kill more demon warriors.

"Stay away from those gadgets!" Kemul yelled in the crowd, staring at the puppet bomb with a look of horror on his face.

It can feel great danger from these gadgets, like a death scythe, exuding a terrifying aura, making people want to stay away from them subconsciously.

However, the next moment, these puppet bombs had rushed into the crowd, and under Han Dong's control, a violent explosion suddenly occurred!
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(End of this chapter)