A majestic divine power soared into the sky and enveloped the entire ice fortress.
The monsters that had just climbed up the wall were shone on their skin by the holy power, and white smoke immediately rose from them. Like steaks on a barbecue rack, they howled in pain and retreated until they were out of the holy light.
Dracula didn't expect that the desperate situation they were in would be resolved so easily by a certain someone. He was about to express his gratitude to Luo Bu when Luo Bu spoke first.
The future Supreme Magus Your Honor stood in the sea of white light and shook his head. "It's not that simple. This technique of mine is based on the church's ninth-grade divine spell, the Sea of Divine Grace. The original version requires seven ninth-grade priests to attack together, and it only has a radius of half a mile, so it can't cover the entire ice castle. Therefore, I modified it slightly and expanded the range, but at the cost of diluting the density of the holy power.
"Dracula was stunned when he heard this.
Dracula was stunned to hear that. He did not have any faith, so he did not know much about divine spells. However, he still understood something from Robb's words. "Your Holiness, do you mean that … those monsters can still attack?"
"Yes, because I have to maintain this divine spell, I can't attack, so the rest of the battle is still up to you. But don't worry, the strength of those monsters within the range of the holy power will be greatly reduced. With your manpower, you should be able to hold on until dawn."
Dracula's spirit was lifted when he heard this. He did not doubt Rob's judgment. With his identity, every word he said must have been carefully thought out. In fact, from the moment Rob's figure appeared on the tundra, they had already been saved.
That was indeed the case. After a night of battle, the 2nd Infantry Division defended the ice castle at the cost of 5,000 lives.
When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, Dracula saw the metal behemoth that represented the pinnacle of human technology in the distant sky.
The hundreds of black cannons on the floating cannons rotated together, aiming at the remaining monster army on the ground.
As the magic cannons began to spit out tongues of fire, the vicious monsters on the ground turned from hunters to prey. In just a short fifteen minutes, at least half of the monsters were killed by the high-density magic bombardment. The remaining half no longer had the courage to resist and began to flee.
At this moment, the reinforcements appeared on the horizon.
The soldiers were celebrating this hard-won victory. In the past, when they encountered similar situations, the soldiers with faith would chant the names of the gods. But now, the great existences that had once protected the humans had become the enemies of the humans. Therefore, no one chanted the names of the gods. Therefore, at this moment, many people were at a loss. Until a voice called out a name softly. Then, more and more people chanted that name. Their voices gathered together, and in the end, Rob's name resounded throughout the tundra.
However, Rob himself did not show much excitement. When the reinforcements arrived, his figure had already vanished from the ice fortress. Dracula did not even have the time to thank him in person — the future Supreme Mage Your Honor had already boarded the Syndicate's floating fortress.
The control room inside the fort was currently in a state of bustle.
"No.2, No.9, and No.74 cannons have overheated. They won't be able to be reactivated in a short period of time! I repeat, No.2, No.9, and No.74 cannons are overheated. They can't be activated in a short time. "
"No.16 cannons are jammed. Maintenance Golems have been dispatched."
"No.99 cannons malfunction. Suspected to have exploded. Requesting replacement of spare cannons."
"Insufficient cannons. Estimated to be two more rounds of cannons …"
The one in charge of the coordination was the thirty-year-old Grade 5 Archmage Mickey. He was sweating profusely as he was busy. When he realized that there was someone beside him, he was startled. When he saw who it was, he quickly bowed. "Your Holiness."
"You're welcome. I'd like to know the situation in the other places." Although this battle could be said to be a complete victory so far, Luo Bu's expression was not relaxed.
Other than the Samoan Tundra and the Ferdoge Canyon, the other five Abyssal Cracks were also rioting at the same time. However, Luo Bu was alone. He could only choose the Samoan Tundra, which was in the most critical situation, to rescue the 40,000 people trapped there. The other places would be left to the Magic Association to send other masters.
Mickey nodded. "I've just received news that the monster armies in the Korody Plains and Ogia Lake have been defeated. Port Herbert is still in battle. There's still no news from Riga and Burke Island."
"Let's leave this to the ground troops. Let's go to Riga. Can we fly there?"
"There's no problem with the magic crystal reserves. It's just that the magic cannons are running out."
"Forget about the cannons for now. Let's go to Riga and see the situation."
…
Riga was not too far from the Samoan Tundra. It was less than 1,200 miles away. For the floating cannons, it would only take one day and one night to get there. Rob's worries were not without reason. As early as three years ago, when the Abyssal Rifts were discovered in Riga, the residents there were evacuated. The two trump cards of the Lionheart Empire — the Sixth Knight Regiment and the First Infantry Regiment — were stationed there.
However, the Sixth Knight Regiment was transferred away by Lionheart VII to fight the Sacred Alliance three months ago. Now, only the First Infantry Regiment was left. Fortunately, the First Infantry Regiment itself was also an elite force. All 60,000 of them were veterans. Their equipment was a notch better than the Second Infantry Regiment, and they had better fortifications and experienced commanders.
This was also the reason why Rob finally chose to come to the Mosar Tundra to rescue Dracula and the 40,000 people he led. However, the future Supreme Magus Your Honor was still worried about the city of Riga and the First Infantry Regiment that was stationed there.
Rob used the day to recover his magic. At noon the next day, the floating cannons arrived above the city of Riga. However, there was no one below.
Mickey controlled the floating fortress and circled around the city, making sure that there was no one left alive. The entire city had been reduced to ruins, and the 1st Infantry Regiment's encampment outside the city had been razed to the ground. Weapons and armor were scattered everywhere, hinting that a great battle had taken place here.
Mickey also alighted from the floating cannons after arranging for the people in charge of guarding the city. After walking around for a while, he found it hard to understand. "Why are there no corpses here?"
"Because they were facing hundreds of thousands of starving monsters." The future Supreme Magus Your Honor sighed with a rare solemn expression.
"Hundreds of thousands?" Mickey was shocked. "How could there be so many monsters?"
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