"J. Robert King - Invasion Cycle 02 - Planeshift" - читать интересную книгу автора (King Robert J)

turned it plasmatic. Crimson energy spattered across the
beasts that still hung there. It ripped them loose and
dissolved them on their way to ground.
On the starboard side, Tahngarth's cannon blasted. The
fireball plunged to impact Phyrexians. Where it rolled, the
sphere of energy obliterated monsters. The blaze spent itself
eating through the invading troops.
"They're everywhere," Tahngarth snorted. "How do we
defend Koilos against this?"
Gerrard hissed, "Kill Phyrexians."
A charge shrieked from his cannon. It arced down
toward the moiling army. The energy column twisted like a
cyclone. It touched ground and hurled blackened bodies in
its wake.
"There's got to be more to it than that," Tahngarth
replied even as his cannon spoke again.
"Not for me there isn't," Gerrard said, firing. "Not after
what they did to Hanna."
Beyond Weatherlight, Urza's titan engine strode
patiently across the crowded battlefield. Each footfall
crushed hundreds of Phyrexians. Fireball spells from the
pilot bulb paved his way. Rockets sprang from the suit's
wrists and punched into monsters, exploding on impact.
Lightning blasts jagged from an energy fork above and
lanced Phyrexians. Monsters struggled to cling to the
metallic legs of the titan, but periodic surges of magical


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energy fried them where they climbed. Flocks of falcon
engines launched in silvery waves from the back of the
battle suit. Urza killed with grim dispatch.
"There isn't more to it for Urza either," Gerrard
muttered. "Not after what they did to Barrin."
New fire woke from the edges of the world. Phyrexian
cannons sent scarlet rays stabbing across the sky. The
beams sought Weatherlight.
"They're bringing up their mana bombards!" Gerrard
shouted into the speaking tube beside him. "Stay sharp,
Sisay."
Through the tube came the captain's reply. "I'm never
dull."
Sisay spun the ship aside, just in time. Raw power
ripped the air along her stem.
"How about some help back there, Squee?" Gerrard
called.
The tail gun came to life. Its goblin gunner shrieked
over the roar of the weapon. Plasma belched from the end.