socalfunplaces Chapter 483
Chapter 483
"The Hex Cannon is invincible, right?" Hoskal looked at the tiny [Fire Dragon] in the distance, and a trace of fear surged in his heart.
He couldn't help but pick up the telescope again, wanting to see the specific situation over there.
Tiny... Although it looks very small, it is already a far suburb of Piltover. Being able to see such a distant object with the naked eye proves that the opponent is huge, which is a shocking thing in itself.
Everyone knows that this [Fire Dragon] is definitely not an ordinary monster, but an existence with abnormal strength.
"Yes, the Hex Cannon is invincible! It is absolutely impossible to be defeated. This guy, it's finished!"
Beside Hoskal, a fat man dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes was nervously saying.
He kept swallowing his saliva, trying to calm himself down.
However, this sentence sounded more like comforting himself, rather than real confidence.
"Can we win?"
Mel Midalda was full of disbelief.
She inexplicably regretted why she had listened to the instigation of others and came here to act as a middleman.
Now it seems that they may not be able to defeat the terrifying [Fire Dragon].
"We will win!" Hoskar's voice seemed a little lacking in confidence, and he didn't know if he really believed this sentence.
"We will definitely win... as long as the Hex Cannon is fully charged!" Another person echoed, but his tone was also lacking in confidence.
Just after the cannon on the city wall gathered countless blue lights.
After a few seconds, a special artillery soldier in gray work clothes ran down from the iron wall of Piltover with a nervous look.
His steps were a little flustered, and his face was full of anxiety.
"No... No, the Hex Cannon is misfiring!" His voice trembled, full of fear and anxiety.
"Ah?" This news was like a bomb, instantly shocking everyone present.
These dignitaries widened their eyes, unable to believe what they heard.
The air around them seemed to freeze into ice at this moment, and there was a dead silence.
"What? How is it possible!" Hoskal's face suddenly changed when he heard this, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He immediately rushed forward, grabbed the artilleryman's collar tightly, and questioned with an angry face.
"Sir Hoskal, the Hextech cannon seems to have a technical problem, but we can't find out the specific reason!"
The artilleryman stuttered to explain to everyone, his body trembling involuntarily, obviously frightened.
Hearing this, the dignitaries around him exploded, and began to roar and judge.
"This is impossible! What are you all doing?" Roaring incessantly
"How could this happen!" The indecisive person is already seeking help
"I've said it before, isn't Piltover still nominating the Gray Lady as the mayor?
We have a good relationship with Giraman and Philos, and the Gray Lady is trustworthy. I told you not to be impulsive, but you guys did it."
Cassandra Giraman looked at the chaotic scene in front of her and shook her head helplessly, but she didn't look worried.
Giraman didn't send anyone to kill Jincheng, she came as a bystander.
"What's the point of saying this now!" The person next to him shouted anxiously.
"Is the dragon also accumulating an attack?" Another person asked in horror.
"How is it possible? It's so far away, no attack can hurt Piltover." There was a sneer immediately.
The distance is too far, and the ability will be greatly depleted.
"Maybe GG!"
In addition, there are also people who remain calm. Heimerdinger has walked to the iron wall without knowing when, staring at the dragon in the distance.
His eyes reveal a deep wisdom and insight, holding a telescope to look at the dragon with a set of dragon armor attached.
Only he noticed the uneasy elements in the air, and the fluctuations of the elements were in line with his uneasy heart.
"Don't be afraid, the combat troops are ready to fight! Piltover will never be a slave!"
Just then, a loud shout rang out, and a tall, resolute-looking man stood in the crowd, wearing gorgeous clothes.
Ironically, it was the Piltover noble who had been oppressing Zaun.
"Wait, something's wrong, something's wrong, the Hextech cannon has been silenced, so what's the situation with the surging magic elements! Everyone be careful, run!"
Heimerdinger turned the telescope, as if he had discovered something, and immediately shouted to the crowd.
At this time, no one paid attention to this panicked Yodel.
...
"What's going on? Where's the attack?"
[Titan's Resoluteness] has been stacked to the maximum, with four limbs firmly grasping the ground. The nearly 50-meter-long dragon stands like a giant cannon. At this moment, a set of black and gray, sonorous and ferocious thick dragon armor appears on his body.
[I'm the C position] is constantly being triggered. Although each increase is minimal, Jincheng is amplified again and again, and the increase is like a tide.
Camille in the distance looked at the ferocity of the dragon. She, who had undergone Hextech transformation, felt her legs weak.
Jincheng was waiting for the Hextech cannon to come. Before opening the ferocious dragon kiss, the red energy compression ball was even burning and distorting the surrounding air.
He was ready to wait for the moment of the cannon bombardment-
"Stop, Jincheng, I have stopped their resistance! Isn't it better for Piltover and Zaun?"
"Calm down, your favorite Viole, and your beloved apprentice, Quinn and the others are all in there."
"Come, vent your anger to the sky and the wind."
The breeze brought Janna's cry, like the touch of a lover's soft fingers, making Jincheng's slightly violent dragon eyes slightly clearer.
The dragon head shook his head slightly, revealing that Jincheng was powerless at the moment.
Janna also knew that Jincheng was very angry now, and controlling this level of power was overloaded.
"Your power is too strong, you need to find a suitable way to vent, otherwise it will hurt you."
Janna said softly, she understood Jincheng's heart at the moment.
Jincheng struggled to carry all his power, like a volcano about to erupt.
His body trembled, and the dragon scales flashed a faint light.
Every breath seemed to burn the surrounding air.
He made his choice only after he was sure that the cannon had misfired.
However, the condensed power must find an outlet.
Jin Cheng didn't know what his move should be called, it was nothing more than his limit of power.
Then release the power to the sky?
Long Tong looked up at the night sky, the boundlessness of the sky could contain all violent power.