For the past seven centuries, the Sentry Tower had always been a place that all the monsters in the wasteland avoided. Even the mindless aberrations and wandering spirits that were born in the waste of magical energy would instinctively stay away from the dangerous facility that was filled with massive energy and could release purifying beams at any time. It was rare for a group of monsters to approach the Sentry Tower, and it was even rarer for a group of monsters to initiate an attack on their own accord.
But today, most of the Sentry Tower's defensive functions were offline, and the remaining ancient security devices around the tower were no longer able to resist the mutant army. The command from the higher command node had also dispelled the instinctive resistance in the muddled minds of the monsters. With that command, tens of thousands of mutants and magical spirits began to turn around in the wasteland and pointed their fearsome spears at the magnificent tower on the highlands of the wasteland.
At the same time, a large number of mutants were still pouring in from the depths of the wasteland and replenishing the war zone at the border of the barrier. They continued to put pressure on the human army on the defensive line, and the stubborn mortals were unable to stop the mutants.
Looking down from above, the entire border of the wasteland was filled with layers upon layers of turbid waves. The seemingly endless number of aberrations that had been trapped in the Great Wall for seven centuries were constantly being summoned by the 'command signal' and were constantly replenishing the 'legions' that were attacking the border. The high wall that once blocked them was extinguished section by section, and the shimmering energy barrier was constantly showing bigger and bigger gaps. The mortal army fought hard in front of those gaps, desperately trying to plug the gaps in the defensive line, but the size of the gaps was getting bigger and bigger, and it was gradually becoming a situation that could not be fixed.
A half-man, half-tree monster stood on what was once the northern border of Gondor, overlooking the scene in the distance from a high hill. The army was like a tide, crashing into the gap at the end of the barrier and the magnificent Sentry Tower that was still floating in the air in the distance. He saw that the vanguard of the mutant army had finally reached the base of the tower. The colossal mutants, which were almost the size of the city gate, stopped on the plain in front of the base. Surrounded by countless cannon fodder, the colossal 'beasts' covered in turbid flesh and blood bent down, using their deformed limbs to fix themselves to the ground. The parallel bone structures on their backs pointed at the floating tower from afar.
The bone spurs on the back of the 'behemoth' were filled with bright electric light, and the highly compressed magic energy caused a sharp whistling sound in the air. After a moment of charging, the attack like a beam cannon cut through the air and violently bombarded the spectacular tower.
Layers of ripples quickly appeared on the surface of the tower, and the tower's energy shield blocked the high-energy beam released by the colossal mutants. Then, some of the magical mechanisms installed on the base of the tower began to launch sparse counterattacks. Arcane missiles and electric arcs swept across the wasteland. The remaining automatic firepower killed some of the mutants that were too close, but more 'beasts' gathered on the plain and began to bombard the upper structure of the Sentry Tower with high-energy beams.
The roar of cannon fire from afar shook the earth, and the pungent smell in the air was getting thicker and thicker, stimulating the nerves of the warriors. The earth beneath their feet was trembling, and the clouds in the sky were burning. In the eyes of the young communications commander, the most important thing in the world was only one thing, and that was the signal relay hub that had stopped working in a half-buried bunker not far away.
Fendill Werde led the remaining four soldiers through the poisonous wasteland that was full of jagged rocks and pungent dust. The airflow caused by the collapse of the Magnificent Wall continued to roll in, blowing his short silver hair into a mess. His once neat military uniform was now full of mud and tears, and bleeding wounds could be seen in his torn sleeves. He crossed a low natural stone wall, and the communication relay bunker that had lost its response appeared a few hundred meters away. The half-buried concrete vault seemed to be intact.
"There are no signs of being attacked. Maybe the energy released during the loss of control of the Magnificent Wall destroyed some structure of the relay. It's a blessing in disguise."
Fendill quickly made a judgment in his mind. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took a step forward. But at this moment, a soldier who had been following him suddenly pointed to the sky not far away and shouted, "Sir! Look over there! "
"There's …" Fendill subconsciously shouted, but when he looked up in the direction the soldier was pointing, the latter half of the sentence in his throat was swallowed back into his stomach.
He saw that the surface of the sentry tower floating in the air was constantly emitting balls of bright electric arcs, and the red energy balls filled with filthy energy bombarded the center of the tower one after another. The remaining energy at the top of the sentry tower was already weakening, and under the continuous attacks, the light curtain that barely extended out from the two sides of the tower began to crumble faster. The increasingly thin energy barrier was like a candle in the wind, on the verge of collapse.
"Those monsters want to completely destroy the tower!" Another soldier shouted in horror. "Once the tower is completely destroyed, even if the elves reactivate the barrier, we will never be able to fill the gap here!"
Fendill's eyes widened. The screams of his soldiers echoed in his ears, and the flashes of the tower in the distance continued to flash in his eyes. But as a communications captain with only a few soldiers under his command, and as a low-level officer in the vast battlefield, he suddenly realized that he was powerless to stop all of this from happening.
But in the very next second, his gaze fell upon the communications relay point nearby. The cold winds howling over the wastelands sobered him, and he ignored the meaningless melancholy in his mind as he led his remaining warriors towards the bunker.
The exterior of the bunker was not destroyed, and Fendill quickly led the soldiers into the half-buried structure. At first glance, he saw the extinguished magic net terminal in the center of the man-made pit, and two Cecil soldiers lying dead near the terminal.
There were no signs of enemy attack around the dead soldiers, but there were ghastly burns and penetrating wounds near their chests. There were scorch marks on the ground beside the magic net terminal, and the energy amplification array and backup magic crystals that should have been set up nearby had all been reduced to charred debris.
When the Great Wall went out of control, it released energy pulses randomly, and one of the energy pulses had swept across the communication base, causing the critical equipment to overload and lose control. The soldiers stationed here might have tried to save the magic net terminal, and they lunged at the equipment in the center of the bunker, and then the energy device suddenly exploded and took their lives. That would explain why their fatal wounds were on their chests.
Fendill's gaze quickly swept across the bodies of the dead. He had a rough idea of what had happened here, but there was no time to bury his comrades. He ordered his soldiers to move the bodies to the side to make room for repairs. Then, he immediately went to the magic net terminal and began to replace the structure that had been overloaded and burned.
Just as he started to get busy, a soldier beside him suddenly frowned and whispered uneasily, "Sir, do you feel … there's a tremor under us?"
"The entire Belt Plain is shaking," Fendill said without looking up. "That's the artillery fire from afar, and the movement of the monsters attacking the sentry tower. Stop talking nonsense. If you waste too much time here, you will have to face more than just this little bit of shaking!"
"Yes, sir," the soldier quickly replied, but after a while, he could not help but whisper, "It seems like the tremor is getting stronger … like something is approaching …"
Fendill ignored the nagging of his subordinates. He quickly installed the new components into the empty slots of the communication device. He then used his mana to engrave rune boards that had been completely melted into certain structures in the terminal. As he busied himself with the operation, he quickly raised his head and looked worriedly at the narrow window that faced the wasteland of Gondor. Through the narrow window, he could see the shield on the surface of the sentry tower that was floating in the air. The entire tower had begun to vibrate violently, and an extremely unsettling, ear-piercing sound came from the direction of the plain, disturbing everyone's mind.
At that moment, a low buzzing sound suddenly came from the base of the magic net terminal in front of him. The extinguished and damaged device finally came back to life in his hands, and the communication device was connected to the distance.
The focusing crystal barely lit up and projected a blurry image. Fendill did not have time to continue debugging the system. He suppressed his rapid heartbeat and switched the device to emergency relay mode while he called out to all the terminals he could contact. "This is Cecil Communications Officer Fendill Werde. Emergency, the mutants are attacking the sentry tower 98! The mutants are attacking the sentry tower 98! I can see where they are gathering here. The main force is about southwest of the Black Hills … "
A loud bang rang out, interrupting Fendill's continuous call and broadcast. It also interrupted the movements of the soldiers in the communication bunker. It even interrupted the roaring sound of the cannon fire on the battlefield and the chaotic wind howling between the monsters and the humans.
Then came the second loud bang, followed by a series of ear-piercing whistles and roars.
The last shield on the sentry tower in the distance was extinguished in the whistling sound. The powerful beam cannon had destroyed one of the main energy pipes in the tower. The loud bang came from the sky, and the explosion started from inside the tower. Flame-filled cracks instantly filled the tower, and then the uncontrollable energy produced a fatal resonance between the tower's base and the anti-gravity mechanism of the tower.
The sentry tower that had guarded this line of defense for 700 years began to explode. The tough ancient alloy frame kept the main body of the tower from being completely torn apart, but all the functions of the tower were irrevocably coming to an end. After a moment of shaking (the shaking was more like the last struggle of a dying giant), the giant tower floating in the sky fell, first smashing its own base, then crushing the hills below, and finally, slowly but terrifyingly fell to the hills in the southeast.
The energy barrier that extended out from the two wings of the tower was finally completely extinguished. A part of the Great Wall had finally disappeared forever, turning into a terrible gap that stretched from the southern border of Cecil to the northern border of Typhon.
In the communication bunker, a soldier looked at the terrible scene in the distance, dumbfounded. He watched as the barrier that had stood at the border of the civilized world for hundreds of years, as if it was a natural phenomenon, completely extinguished before his eyes. The huge impact even overshadowed all the nervousness and fear. He just looked in that direction like the other soldiers. After a long while, he squeezed out a voice from his throat. "Sir … the wall has collapsed …"
"I saw it," Fendill said, almost clenching his teeth. That was the only way he could barely maintain his composure. Even though he was a 'graduate officer' who had just stepped onto the battlefield, he had to maintain his composure in front of his men. "Let's move immediately and confirm the backup line. The energy impact just now may have damaged the communication between us and Typhon again. Now the magic net terminal is full of noise …"
As he spoke, Fendill stepped out of the bunker. He felt that he was calm enough, but he was almost tripped by a green vine that had drilled out from the soil nearby. He staggered two steps forward and grabbed onto a pillar to prevent himself from falling to the ground. He stood at the exit of the bunker and looked in the direction of the Gondor wasteland in the cold wind. He was a little absent-minded for a moment.
But the next second, as if he suddenly realized something, he turned his head and looked in the direction where he came from, at the thing that almost tripped him.
…
The Sentinel Tower had fallen. The barrier that had sealed the wasteland for 700 years and represented the foolishness and stubbornness of mortals had finally been torn open.
Druil, who was in charge of attacking the northern defense line, left the high ground where he was. Under the escort of his guards, he reorganized the main force of the Aberration army and began to focus the attack on the newly opened gap. A surge of excitement filled his already heterogeneous nervous system, dispelling the depression and anger that had accumulated in his heart since the beginning of the war.
He had reason to be angry. Since the beginning of the war, the various branches of the army had been sending back information that they were advancing smoothly. Almost every force that was advancing out of the wasteland had crushed the resistance forces formed by that ridiculous' alliance '. The army that had rushed out of the wasteland had the advantage of surprise attacks and huge numbers. Reports of victory were frequent on all fronts. Only his side was an exception.
Cecil's stubborn resistance and their unreasonable and crazy firepower made the Aberration army suffer a lot.
That f * cking firepower that could blow up the entire earth several times was not something a human could do! Even the nerve signals that the monsters fed back felt that the humans on the opposite side were the monsters!
But now, everything was fine. The humiliation of the officer's attack being thwarted had been made up the moment the Sentinel Tower fell.
No matter how tenacious the will of Cecil's people was, no matter how powerful their firepower was, they could not block a gap that could almost tear the Gloom Mountain Range apart.
They could only watch as the tide of Aberrations crossed their defense line, rushed into their homes, and tore their friends and family apart.
"Give them a big surprise!"
Dark Druil, who looked like a combination of a hideous tree and an ugly human, shouted. Driven by his will, the Aberrations gathered into a black tide and rushed toward the mountain pass on the east side of the Gloom Mountain Range.
Then, he felt a tremor deep in the earth.
At first, he thought it was the roar of artillery fire in the distance. Then, he thought it was his army shaking the scorched earth.
But later, he found that it was not the case. The tremor came from deeper, from farther away.
It was as if some colossal creature was drilling deep in the earth, as if something terrible … or some structure deep in the earth was breaking out of the earth.
"Hierarch!!!" The terrified roar of the low-ranking cleric interrupted Dark Druil's thoughts. "Something is coming out of the ground!!"
Dark Druil, who was in charge of commanding the army, looked up instinctively at the end of the army ahead.
There, countless nightmarish giant vines broke out of the earth and instantly transformed into towering trees. The thorny vines whipped the scorched earth that was once at the foot of the Great Wall. The strong Aberrations, the gigantic 'behemoths', the venomous biochemists, and the enchanted monsters — these ferocious creatures were pierced through one after another and rolled into the air. They struggled and twisted in the air like insects caught by a Venus flycatcher.
A Greenwood Barrier of astonishing scale penetrated the land at the border of the Black Forest and took shape in an extremely short amount of time. At the same time, a vaguely familiar female voice somehow passed through this vast battlefield and exploded in the nervous system of the dark druid.
"A surprise, my former compatriot, Hierarch Betheim."
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