With a series of loud bangs, the Abyss Bridge was blown to pieces, revealing a rift valley that was seventy or eighty meters wide, and there was an invisible abyss below.

While wiping the cold sweat, Jogri watched the tide-like skeleton stop on the other side and murmured: "Ansel also said that skeletons have infinite human power and can fill the strait with force. The deep abyss, it depends on how you fill it."

There is a reason why Jogli is confident. This abyss leads directly to the void. It has no end and cannot be filled at all. No matter how many skeletons of the King of Steel Bone are useless.

Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, a team of special skeletons squeezed away their companions and lined up opposite the Rift Valley. They held a long stick in their hands, held the slightly curved end, and pointed the other end at the camp.

Although I don’t know what the stick is, my rich experience still gave Jogri an unknown premonition and shouted: “Pay attention to defense!”

A few seconds later, at the same moment, the sticks in the hands of the skeletons flipped violently, and a wave of bullets spewed out of the front end and shot them into the camp.

At a distance of seventy or eighty meters, the range of the magic crystal rifle was fully available. The rifle skeletons lined up in a row shot out neat barrage, and immediately overturned the soldiers exposed outside the fence. The dense bullets made the fence pound and the broken wood splash.

Jogri's eyes were about to fall out. What shocked him was not the power of the bullets, but the personnel who used the rifle were not golden skeletons, or even silver skeletons, but black-painted white or gray skeletons.

Oh my God, Jogri thought of a possibility that made him sweat: such a weapon can be used by fools.

Skeletons below gold are definitely more stupid than fools. Even weapons they can use must be very simple to operate. Jogli instantly imagined the scene of millions of skeletons carrying such weapons and spraying at them.

After a wave of volleys, the skeletons neatly pulled the bolts, pushed the new bullets into the chamber and locked them.

This simple move can be learned by the stupidest dry bone skeleton.

Lift the gun head again and aim at it, waiting for the firing order.

The first wave of scattered shots killed more than a dozen unlucky guys who didn't hide well, thanks to Jogli's reminder early, otherwise more people would die. Now seeing the skeletons lifted their rifles again, the people in the camp hid more tightly.

"No, your morale will be destroyed." Jogli said anxiously, and at the same time, he stretched out his palm and gently pressed the other side of the Rift. A huge voice resounded across the Rift: "God said that the void is silent."

In an instant, all the sounds disappeared, the whole world became quiet, and the sound of wind, gunshots, and the noise of skeletons disappeared.

But all the activities did not stop. The second wave of skeletons also came. The bullets were sprayed out of the muzzle, but they were shot into water. The speed was greatly delayed and reduced. The bullets that could have shot three or four hundred meters were exhausted after firing one hundred meters. They crossed the rift valley of seventy or eighty meters and shot to the target. They could gently push them away with their hands.

"Huh? Can the Holy Word still be used like this?" Luo Qing, who was observing quietly in the distance, was surprised.

The Holy Word did not directly act on the skeletons, nor did it directly act on the air, but simply acted on the sound, but what did the sound spread? So the air was also sluggished.

Luo Xu quickly reached out and opened a space crack and asked anxiously: "Camacho, please answer when you receive it."

Camacho, who was touching the maid's thigh in a tavern, was almost scared by the sudden sound. He looked left and right and saw the small hole-like space crack, and then he woke up.

"It's Your Majesty the Bone King, you're scared me to death. Your Majesty the Bone King, is there anything you need to ask me?" Kamacho approached the little cave and asked quietly, completely unaware of the maid's eyes that were flashing with the little star.

Oh my God, this man can actually talk directly with His Majesty the King of Cyborgs or through the space rift. It turns out that the previous words were not bragging.

"Camacho, do you understand the Holy Word? The stronger the Holy Word acts on the target, the worse the effect will be, right?" Luo Qing asked.

Camacho immediately smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, you respect me too highly. I want to understand the Holy Word. As for the fact that you will be given up? But you are right. The stronger the goal, the worse the effect of the Holy Word will be. The same Holy Word will be used on insects and cattle, and the effect will be completely different."

"Does that the greater the change, the worse the effect will be? For example, the power consumed by these two holy words is different, right?" Luo Qing asked again.

"Yes, your majesty." Camacho responded.

"Then I understand." Luo Qin closed the space crack and threw Camacho there in a daze: What do you understand? I don't understand what you understand...

A tender little hand covered his rough big hand, and the maid asked delicately: "This guest, was the one who was His Majesty the King of Steel Bone just now?"

"yes."

"You are so amazing that you can talk to His Majesty the King of Cylinders. Then you just said that you have a manor and these are not bragging."

"Of course, His Majesty the Bone King is very familiar with me and drained the lake in my backyard. Of course, he was not trying to catch fish."

"Wow, there is still a lake in your manor? How big is the yard to have a lake?"

"Well, there are tens of thousands of that big."

"Oh, don't touch it randomly, it makes people soft, tell me about your manor."

"My manor is very big, and it's just a long time to speak. Why don't we find a quiet place and tell you slowly."

"You are so bad, the boss refuses, and the performance today has not been completed."

"Not afraid, he refuses. I will ask His Majesty the Bone King to send someone to demolish his tavern."

...

Luo Xun probably never expected that he would be used to show off and pick up girls one day, but he confirmed one thing: the awesome divine power and holy words must also abide by the balance of energy, how much strength he has, and how much effort he has.

However, the priest on the opposite side did his work more cleverly and effortlessly. With a very small force, he could limit the damage of the magic crystal rifle. At this time, an equally clever method was needed to break this holy word.

Unfortunately, the Titans and Banshee band have not yet arrived, otherwise, the right thing would be to go through rock and roll.

However, Luo Chuan has hundreds of ways to go over it and sprinkle water.

Millions of skeletons spread along the Great Rift Valley. There were camps and altars of the Jihad Army opposite the Abyss Bridge, but there were no other places. Some weird equipment was pushed out where the Jihad Army could not see them.

The most familiar one is the crossbow cart. The self-propelled flesh-and-blooded chassis is supported by a bracket, with a crossbow bed mounted on it, and is wound through a mechanical winch.

However, the arrows on the crossbow are a bit special. There is a moving structure on the arrows in front, and a long rope is connected to the rear end.
Chapter completed!