Mechanical God Emperor

eek death like those blockheads tupilaqs!”

“…”

When the abyssal fiends hiding several kilometers away saw this scene, they rejoiced.

After Yang Feng used the six-barrel railgun to kill 400 tupilaqs in a row, the red barrels detached automatically and dropped on the floor.

When she saw the six barrels fall to the ground, Esramia relaxed a little: “If this alchemical weapon had no limitations, it would be too frightening!”

The rate of fire of the six-barrel railgun was terrific, and was equivalent to more than 30 Legend Wizards casting single target offensive spells continuously.
If the six-barrel railgun could be fired indefinitely, then an expert using it could kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops by himself.

Esramia imagined that if this fearsome weapon was grasped, then even the Elven Woods would find it hard to stop experts using it.

The six-barrel railgun feared the most powerhouses that could use Blink.
A great fiend proficient in casting Blink could appear beside the user in an instant.
If the user wasn’t strong enough, they would be killed by the powerhouse in a direct confrontation.

The eyes of a tupilaq shimmered with a fierce glint, and it roared wildly: “The human’s alchemical weapon has reached its limit and can no longer be used! Everyone, let’s rush over and kill him!! Let’s destroy that weapon!!”

No longer dodging, tupilaqs rushed towards the city wall.
The numerous rattans of the vampiric rattans were sliced apart one after another by the bone spurs ejected by the tupilaqs.

When the human experts atop the city wall saw this, their eyes flashed with fear.

Once the remaining 1,600 tupilaqs approached the city wall, they could wipe out all the people atop it.

Yang Feng sneered and reached out, and six new barrels appeared in his hand, which he inserted into the railgun.

Numerous electric arcs flickered, and railgun beams barreled towards the tupilaq crowd like shooting stars once more.

Shot with the railgun beams, the tupilaqs sustained heavy casualties.
As if they ran into an invisible wall, they could no longer advance.

The several official Wizards as well as Apprentice Wizards atop the city wall cast Grease, Web, Slow, and other spells, slowing down the tupilaqs advancement.

“How terrible!! This alchemical weapon can still be used!! He’s really an incomprehensible individual! How did he even make this fearsome alchemical weapon?” Esramia’s eyes shimmered with astonishment.
As she shot the tupilaqs that slipped through the cracks, she watched as the six barrels shot railgun beams, and her heart was battered with waves of shock.

With just 10 six-barrel railguns, you could completely alter the state of a large scale war.

Unless demigod rank or even god rank powerhouses acted, virtually no one could suppress an army equipped with 6-barrel railguns on the battlefield.

More than 400 tupilaqs were shot by the six-barrel railgun before the remaining tupilaqs could no longer hold on, and they scattered and fled in different directions.

“How dreadful!”

“That human is too terrifying!”

“…”

When the thousands of abyssal fiends staying far away saw this scene, they scattered and fled in different directions and hid in the darkness.

On the wall, the human experts heaved a sigh of relief.

If the thousands of abyssal fiends united as one and came over, they may not be able to resist them.
Even if they managed to resist them, who knows how many people would have died in the final count.

Yang Feng replaced the barrels of the six-barrel railgun and said solemnly: “I’m leaving you in charge! I’m going to reinforce the west gate!”

Esramia’s eyes flickered with complex emotions, and she glanced at Yang Feng’s six-barrel railgun and said: “Alright!”

Yang Feng blurred into motion, turned into a stream of black light, and rushed towards the west gate.

As soon as Yang Feng approached the west gate, his eyes shimmered with dignity.
By relying on his extraordinary perception, he detected that there were no life fluctuations of kindred experts in the vicinity of the west gate and that Glicedar was confronting another Legend rank powerhouse.

Yang Feng frowned and quickened his pace.
After several breaths of time, he appeared on the west gate.

“Chrissy!” When he reached the top of the west gate, Yang Feng saw a heroic and gorgeous woman with a head full of long blue hair and an extraordinary temperament dressed in a silver magic armor standing atop the west gate.
That woman was the Iman Principality’s Princess Chrissy.

Behind Princess Chrissy stood five people, each very young as well as exuding the self-confidence unique to experts.

Wearing a sexy black leather armor, Glicedar chatted with Chrissy’s party standing opposite to her.