The towering sentry towers stood at the edge of the dirty and dark wasteland. The massive base of the towers was like a man-made hill. The quaint tower, inlaid with crystals and elven runes, floated above the base. Faint light flowed around the surface of the towers, creating a constantly changing light angle between the runes and the crystals. With these towers as nodes, an ancient and magnificent energy barrier hung down from the clouds like a floating waterfall, clearly separating the wasteland from the civilized world.
Accompanied by a loud and high-pitched whistle, the armored train, General Winter, rumbled into the forward base. Another group of heavily armed imperial soldiers, combat monks, and armed nuns had arrived at the frontline fortress. The tall and valiant Imperial commander, Philip, walked quickly through the connecting passage next to the platform. An extremely tall and strong figure, wearing a set of heavy armor, with a heavy prayer book hanging on his waist, appeared at the exit next to the first carriage of the General Winter. This figure walked in the direction of the connecting passage, and behind him was a group of white Knight who were leaving the carriage in a line.
"Grand Patriarch Wright," Philip quickly walked up to the tall figure, bowed to him, and said quickly, "I didn't expect you to come to the front line. I heard that the Holy Setting Sun Legion was coming to support, but I didn't expect you to lead them."
"His Majesty is very worried about the situation here. We are receiving more and more disturbing information," Wright said in a mellow and powerful voice. "It is important to do some paperwork in the church, but the responsibility given to me by the Holy Light requires me to be where I am needed more. My brothers and sisters in the frontline need me, the Grand Patriarch."
"We have found some abnormalities here," Philip nodded. "The monsters in the wall have been wandering around inside the barrier, and they are restless as if someone is urging them from behind. The detection station in front has detected several abnormal energy fluctuations in the wasteland, and the direction of the fluctuations is different each time."
"Let's talk as we go," Wright said in a low voice, and then followed Philip into the base. "Has the plan been decided?"
"It has been decided. Now the vanguard and heavy firepower support are ready. Soon the Silver Empire will send a signal to the sentry towers. In front of the three main bases of Typhon, Cecil, and Silver-Gaoling, a narrow gap will be opened in the magnificent wall. We will use heavy firepower and burners to open the way, and build a forward fortress inside. Then we will erect the purification device, gradually expand the safe zone, and push toward the center of the wasteland."
"Very good." Wright nodded slowly, but then he frowned slightly. He turned his head to look at the shocking energy wall, at the tower floating in the sky not far away, and the light blooming on the tower... "But I have an ominous feeling …"
"An ominous feeling?" Philip's expression became serious. "Is the Holy Light giving a revelation?"
"… It is very likely. Maybe the Holy Light has sensed the excessive growth of the evil forces," Wright said with an unusually serious expression. "The Holy Light is guiding me, asking us to add 20 more heavy cannons and two more incendiary bombs in the direction of the advance."
Philip thought about it seriously, and his expression slowly became firm. "… I think the Holy Light is right."
…
The Stellaris Temple cruised slowly in the sky, casting a huge shadow on the vast forest at the northern border of the Kingdom of Kaoling. The green barrier formed by the living forest was slowly rising and falling at the end of the horizon. The powerful Guardian Ancient Tree, the Silver Army, and the elite rangers of the Kingdom of Kaoling were ready at the end of the forest. On the other side of the dividing line was the towering light curtain of the magnificent wall, and the sentry towers floating on the top of the nearby hills.
The barrier separated the two worlds. On one side was the lush living forest line of defense, and on the other side was the Gondor wasteland full of charred, dirty soil and wind-eroded boulders. The wall had stood here for seven centuries, and today … the mortals would open a gap for the first time.
Bersetia sat on the throne, her vision was integrated with the entire anti-gravity fortress. Through the external monitors set up all over the Stellaris Temple, she watched all the movements at the border of the barrier in the distance. She felt the airflow in the air blowing across the deck and the humming vibration of the engine. This huge ancient flying base was like another body of hers. The mechanical soul and the physical senses were mixed together, and the sensory dislocation was enough to make ordinary people faint in an instant. But it was something that she had long been accustomed to.
She temporarily broke away from the mechanical whispers and looked up at the hall. She saw the magisters and temple mentors working in front of the control terminals everywhere in the hall, and her chief magic advisor, Grand Astromancer Velania, stood quietly on the small platform in front of the throne.
"Our troops have been assembled, Your Majesty," Velania said with her head down. "Our allies have just sent a message that everything is ready."
Bersetia nodded gently, but did not respond immediately.
She knew that the Alliance was not ready yet. Whether it was Typhon, Cecil, or the Silver Knights, there were a few "aces" on the way to deal with this war. The risk of a hasty counterattack on the wasteland was very high. But she also knew that the "sentries" in the wasteland had begun to move, and there was not enough time left for the mortal kingdoms in the safe zone outside the wall. The only choice now was to attack ahead of time.
The Silver Queen focused her mind. She closed her eyes slightly and let her soul completely immerse into the main control system of the Stellaris Temple. She heard the mechanical soul whispering to her in the depths of the fortress, and heard the distant echo from the sentry towers connected to the Stellaris Temple. She activated the command keys that had been dormant for centuries, and then began to authenticate, unlock, and inject the commands one by one according to the process in the depths of her memory.
On the distant horizon, at the top of the sentry tower floating high in the sky, some tiny ripples suddenly appeared in the light blue light, and streams of light began to appear from the top to the bottom of the thick and solid Wall. Velania subconsciously tightened her grip on the astrologer's staff in her hand as she stared at the first-person perspective of the front line and the gradually appearing crack on the Wall. She even stopped breathing.
At the same time, in Typhon's Winterwolf Forward Base, and Cecil's Southern Advance Base, the heavily-armed Knight, the mage army, and the fully armed mechanized division were also staring at the gradually opening barrier before them. For hundreds of years, this was the first time the mortal kingdoms had taken the initiative to open a gap on the Wall, and this historic scene was enough to make everyone hold their breath.
No one noticed — or rather, in this day and age, no one could notice — that the energy waves and feedback signals released by the sentry towers were actually mixed with some clutter, and that the ancient barrier control system was not completely operating according to the command protocol.
A sharp and piercing sound suddenly rang in the control hall as a large number of control terminals shut down and restarted in an instant. Violent shaking came from the depths of the Stellaris Temple, and the violent shaking almost made Velania fall to the ground. She heard the piercing system alarm, and the attendants and controllers were all exclaiming. Her first reaction was to look at the throne in the center of the hall, and she saw that all the lights on the pale-gold throne had been extinguished, and the cables and pipes connecting the throne and the fortress were bursting with bright arcs of electricity!
The operator's report filled the hall. "The sentry tower system is offline! The Wall is out of control! "" The main antenna is shut down! "" The backup port of the Wall is not responding! Something is blocking our signal! "
"Your Majesty!" The master astromancer immediately rushed to the throne, but the Silver Queen on the throne suddenly opened her eyes before he could do so. Bersetia slapped a rune on the throne's armrest, cut the connection, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She quickly ordered, "Restart the main antenna. All terminals facing the sentry tower will be manually controlled. Move the temple toward the sixth node. Get as close to the sentry tower as possible! We need to reestablish the connection immediately! "
The Silver Queen's order quickly calmed the panic in the hall, and all the operators immediately began to carry out Bersetia's order. At this time, a clear order was crucial. Even if the response was limited, the order itself could play a role in restoring order.
"Your Majesty." Velania stepped forward to support the pale-faced Bersetia. While secretly supporting the queen's body, she lowered her voice and quickly asked, "What happened?"
"There is an infiltration of authority from an unknown source. Just after I completed the authentication of the Throne of Command, that thing overwrote and tampered with my orders," Bersetia said quickly. "I forced the sentry tower system to shut down. This was the only thing I could do. Otherwise, that fake authority would have taken over everything connected to the Stellaris Sanctum."
What the Silver Queen said almost made Vilania's heart skip a beat. She sucked in a breath of cold air, and then noticed the horrifying scene on the surveillance system not far away.
The slowly opening 'passage' of the Wall had already exceeded the predetermined width, beyond the frontline troops, but the barrier continued to open, and the passage to the wasteland continued to widen.
The sentry tower, which had lost control, continued to carry out the order received from the Throne of Command, and the Wall was about to be completely shut down under the influence of this wrong order!
At this moment, a nearby elf in charge of operating the terminal suddenly shouted, "The main antenna has been reactivated! Tower Number Six is responding! But … the 'open door' command cannot be overwritten! "
Velania's heart skipped a beat. The next second, the Silver Queen pushed her arm away and sat back on the Throne of Command. "I'll connect. Master Astromancer, you take care of it."
Velania glanced at the broken cables around the throne, and instinctively wanted to pull the Silver Queen up. "Your Majesty, this is not possible. The connection to the throne is —"
"It can still be used. I'm sure. Most of the connections here were cut off by me. I know what I'm doing." Bersetia interrupted the chief advisor. "There is no time to hesitate. The entire civilized world is quickly exposed to the Gondor wasteland!"
…
The Wall of Grandeur had opened a passage to the interior of the wasteland, but it did not open exactly as planned.
Cecil pushed forward to the front of the base. Hundreds of heavy tanks and even more multi-purpose combat vehicles gathered on the plains. The cannons on both sides of the high ground pointed directly at the wasteland. The soldiers and commanders stared at the magnificent energy barrier before them. They watched as a crack gradually opened in the middle, and the crack slowly turned into a wide passage. They watched as the passage continued to open to an unsettling extent. The entire Great Wall and even the sentry towers in the distance gradually let out an extremely unsettling whistling sound.
It sounded like the howl of a large barrier that was about to be shut down by force!
Something was not right. The experienced commanders and veterans had already made a quick judgment.
The next moment, the Dragoons carrying out reconnaissance missions in the air sent back information. A large number of mutants, which were wandering around the inner side of the barrier, suddenly gathered and began to swarm toward the widening gap on the Wall of Grandeur in an unbelievable manner!
"What's going on?" In a command vehicle of the vanguard, a frontline commander in a light blue armor stared wide-eyed at the image sent back by the external monitor. "Is there any news from the elves?"
"Our communication with the southern theater has just been cut off," a junior officer said quickly. "Sir, the mutants are quickly gathering and swarming toward the gap. The rear has ordered us to stay put and block the gap immediately!"
"Then block it!" The frontline commander gritted his teeth. The foul smoke rising from the distant horizon was chilling. It was the prelude of hundreds of thousands of mutants and large monsters swarming toward them like a tide. But the soldiers on the frontline had no room to retreat. The gap on the Wall of Grandeur was still expanding rapidly. After losing the energy barrier, the First Legion of Glory was the only barrier before the Gloom Mountains. "Tank units, adjust formation and build a line of defense. All 'Steel Ambassadors,' switch to shield mode. Notify the heavy artillery positions. We need backup!"
On the distant horizon, the surging Aberrations had already appeared like a tide. Their numbers far exceeded the theoretical normal value, far exceeding the results of previous investigations and calculations. And the "discipline" they displayed … was even beyond the intelligence reports.
But on the other hand, Cecil's people, driven by a serious fear of insufficient firepower, had been piling up cannons at the frontline day and night. In fact, the number of cannons had far exceeded the previous plan.
The target entered the firing range, the magic capacitors were activated, and the heavy artillery was activated.
Amidst a series of loud booms, streaks of pale green light soared into the sky from the human base, and after a beautiful but deadly arc, they fell into the wave of Aberrations in the distance.
The sea of fire in the sky exploded, and hundreds of bright, high-temperature explosive points appeared out of thin air in the mutant army like a black tide. The powerful shockwave that followed tore apart the tough bodies of the flesh giants and the energy shields they hastily put up. Broken limbs flew into the sky and fell like rain a moment later.
Behind the mutant army, the treant priests in charge of commanding were advancing step by step under the protection of the guards. The surging black tide in front of them filled the dark druid's chest with infinite confidence, and even brought a trace of heroism.
Although the operation was rushed and the preparations were insufficient, the weak mortal kingdoms outside the wall would only be more flustered and unprepared in the face of this army and the sudden collapse of the Great Wall.
After a wave of the tide, the mortals who were caught off guard would have nothing left.
At this moment, an ear-piercing scream broke the silence in the sky. The big explosion that filled the entire field of vision set off a "reverse wave" in the opposite direction in the tide formed by the mutants.
The Dark Druil in charge of commanding this army stopped. The twisted and withered canopy trembled in the airflow, and the sea of fire in the distant sky lit up his vision.
"What's going on?"
(End of Chapter)
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