Maple's city-level shield closed.
A dense and thin energy barrier shrouded the sky above the city. Powerful magic energy was drawn from the magic focal point under the city, channeled and projected by the runic array, turning into a barrier that was tougher than rock. As the barrier closed, the cannons from the plains also rained down on the city walls.
Ear-piercing screeches sounded like the howling of a banshee in the middle of the night. Metallic warheads wrapped in light green gas drew bright arcs in the air as they continuously bombarded the shield of Maple City. Large patches of explosions lit up on the surface of the shield as if it was a firestorm. The shield of Maple City trembled violently under the impact of the explosions. Layers and layers of ripples continuously spread out from the point of attack, but no matter what, the shield still successfully defended against the first wave of attacks from the Cecil army.
It stood above the city and blocked all the cannons. A low humming sound echoed in the outer city. It was the sound of the magic facilities under the ground being fully activated.
On the city walls, a Cluster commander looked as if he had just survived a disaster. He looked at the flashing shield and let out a long sigh. "It's blocked!"
But Khiton glared at the commander. "Idiot, the battle has just begun!"
The Dark Hierarch did not relax at all because the Maple Shield had blocked the 'Skyfire' of Cecil's people. On the contrary, he knew that the battle had just begun. He even knew that the fall of Firmrock Fortress began when their city-level shield blocked the attack of Cecil's people.
After this period of understanding, he had grasped many of the characteristics of the southern army. He knew that the devices that could project explosions and light beams were not like traditional magic tools. They did not need the help of mages to charge them. They could operate continuously, and their cost seemed to be quite low. Damaged equipment could be replaced and repaired in a very short time. Their weakness was that they were rigid and could only release fixed spells. But Cecil's people had made up for this weakness by creating a large number of different devices.
Against such an enemy, the traditional 'fortress strategy' was a dead end.
The Red Maple Shield had blocked the first wave of attacks from Cecil's men. To Khiton, its greatest significance was to give him a chance to continue fighting.
"Immediately summon the God's Bastard Legion in the south and have them return to reinforce Maple and attack Cecil's rear." Heaton turned to his subordinates and said, "Have Korod come back immediately and destroy Cecil's position from the east …"
But before he could finish, a few other peculiar shrieks suddenly came from the sky to the west.
The shrieking sound was louder than the usual 'Heavenly Fire'. There was also a bone-chilling buzzing sound in the middle of it. In the brief moment he was stunned, he sensed that a few particularly powerful impacts had hit the barrier on the west side of Red Maple!
Rumble, rumble, rumble!!
The shield on the west side of the city instantly burst into a dazzling light. The entire city wall trembled in the face of this powerful impact. And after these several powerful impacts, a continuous and terrifying low humming sound rang out. It was as if some powerful energy flow was gathering and washing over the barrier on the west side of the city.
It was the battleships of Cecil's men!!
They had secretly moved to Red Maple? When was that?!
Heaton was furious because he clearly remembered that the last time he received information, those battleships were still in the Fertile Woodland. How fast were those ships?!
"Inform Greem immediately. Have him find a way to stop those ships! Even if he has to stuff his own head into the 'magic cannons' of those ships! "
"Yes, sir!"
After the new order was issued, Heaton did not feel relaxed at all because he suddenly realized that this army of Cecil's men was completely different from what he had expected.
This army was not the royal army, nor was it the noble army of the Eastern Region. It had no intention of following the rules of war at all. The chariots were attacking Red Maple from the front, and the cannons from the Gorgon River were constantly bombarding the barrier on the west side. This method of attack from both land and water at the same time was unimaginable. It was like a clamp that was constantly tightening, and had the city by the neck.
This was not a probing attack. The goal of Cecil's men was to completely destroy the city in a short time.
… …
East of Red Maple, in the completely ruined Boulder City, blood had already stained the collapsed walls.
After a day and night of fierce battle, the ancient city was stained with blood. The Knight and the warriors of the mountain army relied on the remaining walls and the main castle to build a temporary line of defense, and repelled another attack from the enemy.
Countless twisted and swollen monsters fell dead in the courtyards and stairs of the Boulder Castle. Countless brave Knight also fell in front of the shrinking line of defense. The two sides of the battle no longer cared about losses and losses. They fought inch by inch for the increasingly narrow space in the castle, and now, even the most courageous warriors were close to their limits.
The battle cries in the castle gradually weakened. The surviving soldiers and the last Knight were relying on the broken walls to defend the defense line in the inner courtyard of the castle. Inside their crumbling defense line, the exhausted mages and archers had already picked up their swords and were ready for the final melee. And Victoria, who still had a little bit of magic left, was standing in the middle of the inner courtyard, observing the situation outside the walls with the Mage's Eye.
Countless huge shadows were wandering around the broken walls. The twisted and mutated monsters were regrouping and preparing for the next round of attack. It could also be the last round of attack. And her tired warriors had reached the limit of human physiology.
She even saw the commander of the monsters, an extraordinarily tall crystal monster. The monster had never been on the battlefield before, and had been very cautious and careful. But now it appeared in the castle area, which showed that it had a card up its sleeve.
Those monsters had decided that the victory belonged to them … and it seemed to be the case.
Victoria clenched the platinum staff in her hand tightly, slowly calming down the chaotic breath caused by the excessive casting of spells. She also seized the time to recover some mana. She calculated that the monsters would attack in a few minutes and calculated how much strength she could recover in these few minutes.
But all of a sudden, an unexpected chaos spread among the monsters.
Victoria saw that the swollen and twisted giants began to become restless at the same time, pushing each other in the chaos. Then they raised their heads at the same time and looked in a certain direction outside the city. The extraordinarily tall monster with a shocked and angry expression (although it was incredible, those monsters did retain human expressions) climbed a nearby section of the wall surrounded by a group of subordinates and looked in the direction of the Gorgon River.
A few seconds later, the monsters gathered so quickly and retreated from the castle area!
The movement outside the inner court quickly attracted the attention of the Knight. A Knight on the tower looked at the movement between the inner court and the outer wall of the castle in shock, and suddenly shouted, "Those monsters are retreating!"
The same shout came from another sentry post, "Those monsters are retreating, they are really retreating!"
Victoria walked out of the crowd in a daze, and for a moment, she could not figure out what had happened. But after a short moment of thinking, she suddenly realized —
Someone was attacking Maple!
Other than this reason, she could not think of why those monsters would give up on the castle that was about to fall at this critical moment.
After realizing this possibility, Victoria's heart was not only relieved that reinforcements had arrived, but she also thought of something she should do:
She could not let the monsters of Boulder City go back to Maple. She had to find a way to keep these monsters, or at least the elite of them, even if it was only temporarily.
She did not know who had successfully entered the contaminated area, did not know who was attacking Maple, and did not even know if the other party was reinforcements, but she had no choice but to believe that it was reinforcements, and then under this premise, she would do everything possible to cooperate with the other party's actions.
Victoria held her platinum staff, and then took out a unique pale golden snowflake-shaped amulet from her body.
The surface of the amulet was floating with a faint flowing light, and as the light flashed, it seemed that there was a frozen world bound on the surface of the amulet.
She originally thought that she would not need this, but she did not expect to wait for an unexpected turn of events. In order to seize this small turn of events, she thought that it was necessary for her to borrow the power of her ancestors —
The sharp horn of the amulet pierced her palm, and the blood of the Wilde family soaked the pale golden snowflake surface. Victoria sighed softly and spat out a word:
"Cold Disaster."
Outside the castle area, Korod was gathering his Crystal Cluster Army. The urgent order from Maple City and the destructive aura that kept coming from the telepathic connection made this transformed person upset. Just a little more, perhaps only a few hours, but at most no more than a day, he could take down the small castle and crush the stubborn "Queen of the North" and her poor mountain army. However, at this moment, he had to give up the easy victory and did not even dare to delay.
Because the situation in Maple was critical, to the extent that the city could be breached at any time.
If Maple fell, if all the high-ranking priests in the city were killed, Korod and his subordinates would not be able to escape the end of losing their minds. The plan of the headquarters of the Church was not completed yet, and the "Final Disobedience" ceremony of the great archbishop was still in progress. All the Abominations, including Korod, could now only be regarded as unfinished products. If there was no superior node to share the pollution from the will of the gods, transformed individuals like him could not survive independently.
So he had to rescue Maple, to rescue Hierarch Heaton, who did not know how to fight at all.
"Let you take a breather." Korod looked back at the castle angrily. "I will soon …"
His movements and thoughts were frozen at this moment of turning back.
A pale white halo quietly spread along the castle area. Wherever the halo went, everything was quietly frozen.
Including the mountain army, including Victoria, including the Boulder Castle, including Korod and his Crystal Cluster Army.
The entire castle area turned into ice crystals.
…
The main force of Cecil's people had completely entered the battlefield. Those chariots were more than expected.
They appeared on the horizon one after another like a swarm of steel insects. They were arranged in a loose offensive formation, constantly firing as they moved, steadily approaching the walls of Maple City.
The shelling from the Gorgon River had stopped for a short while, but it started again ten minutes ago. The people who were ordered to stop those warships had obviously failed, and in the loud boom after boom, the high-ranking priests of the All Things Will Die Association watched this hellish scene.
The chariots were moving forward. There was no Knight's brigade shouting to charge, no infantry phalanx ordered to die, and no chaotic slave corps. Heaton could not see any battlefield elements he knew. He could only see the cold steel advancing — advancing, firing, continuing to advance, continuing to fire …
The three troops that went out of the city to meet the attack had been completely annihilated, falling under the continuous fire and burning, and Cecil's offensive was still steadily advancing.
They were like some kind of machine, like some kind of seamless and unwavering gear. They were running, moving forward, and crushing everything that stood in the way of this machine. It had nothing to do with glory, noble righteousness, or bloodline mission. The only reason this machine was moving forward was because "moving forward" was its mission.
Heaton suddenly remembered what he had said before.
The Abomination was a cold weapon of war.
However, compared to the steel released by Cecil's people, this weapon was probably too mild.
"Patriarch," a priestess cried out in alarm. His voice was almost drowned out by the continuous explosions. "The shield can't hold on any longer!!"
"Use all the magic reserves, hold on a little longer, Korod will be here soon," Heaton said quickly. "When Korod and his elites arrive, everything will be fine. They will attack Cecil's flank from the east …"
"Hierarch, Korod, he …" Another priest holding a crystal ball said hesitantly. "Korod's mind has disappeared …"
"Damn it!" Heaton cursed in a low voice. He felt that his voice was a little trembling, but he still tried to maintain his rational thinking. "Don't worry, the shield can still hold. Let all the spellcasters charge the shield. We can hold on until the legion in the south returns. They will attack Cecil's people from the rear …"
Yes, the situation still had a chance. Although Cecil's "Skyfire" was powerful, it could not destroy the city's shield in a short time, including the three powerful warships. They seemed to only be able to attack the west side of Maple. They could simply give up on that area and shrink the range of the shield to the main city … In this way, Maple City could still hold on for a long time, enough to hold on until the Abomination army in the south returned …
Heaton comforted himself in his heart, but suddenly, an indescribable fear surged into his heart, interrupting all his thoughts.
Along with this fear, there was a low and terrifying voice from the sky.
"Express delivery, come and get it —"
Heaton looked up in shock and saw a huge shadow sweeping across the clouds in the distance, and countless black objects were falling from the sky with a sharp whistling sound …
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