Surging energy was injected into the system, and the technological creation from the ancient homeland hummed in the surging energy. The energy pipes were jumping in joy, and the mechanical structure was cheering. The huge Elemental Tower emitted bursts of bright light, and in the powerful magic pulse, the barrier between the elements and the real world was broken. A special spatial crack slowly opened, as if a deep dark eye had appeared in the center of the vortex, and the eye was surging with clear waves of light.
"Vaporize!" "Vaporize!" "Vaporize!"
The sirens cheered. A large patch of blue brilliance suddenly floated in the Bending Field. The bodies of the sirens became illusory and surged in the brilliance, and endless water vapor rose. Almost in the blink of an eye, 11,000 deep sea warriors, wave pioneers, and tide masters completely lost their forms and evaporated into turbulent steam, gushing into the elemental fissure in the sky.
A thunderous roar sounded in the Bending Field. In the huge square, the figures of the sirens quickly became sparse. As the "expeditionary army" condensed into a giant air mass entered the fissure, the energy pipelines that extended along the ground and led to the mothership in the distance dimmed one by one. A large number of ancillary equipment also opened their respective heat dissipation grids and began to release the accumulated heat.
Petia exhaled slightly, her long silver-white hair fluttering gently in the sea breeze. This ruler of the deep sea raised her head and stared at the distant surface of the sea. It was as if her gaze could pass through the barrier of space and see her sisters who were already far away on another continent.
She sighed softly. "I didn't expect … that we would actually restart these ancient equipment … The civilization on land is really interesting this season."
"Interesting, but also a little dangerous." The Maid of the Deep Sea, Rosalia, gently swayed her snake tail and said beside Pettia. "Using the power of humans to create 'gods', and trying to use the power of humans to kill 'gods' … Regardless of what their gods are, the way humans do things this season is enough to be called shocking."
"… Perhaps the sirens should also learn from the 'shocking' nature of these short-lived races. After all, they were able to create such a wonderful technology like the Spectral Light Device," Petia said softly. Then, she looked up at the elemental rift above the Warp Tower that was still open and ordered, "Keep the passage open until our sisters return."
"Yes."
Petia glanced at the surroundings of the plaza again. On a few high platforms nearby, the warriors were maintaining their vigilance. More than a dozen weapon devices with elegant arcs and shell-shaped armors were pointed at the crack in the sky. Between the gaps of the armors of the devices, a faint aqua-colored light was constantly surging.
The Sirens had lost a lot of their technology in this world, and a lot of their ancient equipment could no longer function. However, after so many years of difficult adaptation, they still had some good stuff.
"Keep the particle pulse cannon in a semi-activated state. If something unfamiliar comes back from the fissure … shoot it down."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
…
The Magic Crystal Railgun let out an explosion, and the obelisk-shaped cannonball made a sharp sound in the air. After a short delay, the cannonball hit the target and exploded a cloud of hazy flames and flesh on the holy and strange monster.
The hunter was very accurate, and now the prey was successfully enraged.
The terrifying creature of flesh and blood let out a roar that could only be described as a frenzied noise. In the roar, the sky changed color, and the earth was instantly covered with scorched marks and countless strange flowers and vines. After a few consecutive explosions, its body shook a little, and then rushed out of the smoke formed by the explosions. A powerful energy impact was brewing between its seemingly cast antlers.
The engines of the chariots roared, and the Bravehearts had already rushed out before the monster rushed out of the smoke. Before firing, all the engines were warming up, and after firing, all the chariots did not delay for even a second and directly entered the next phase of the 'hunt' according to the predetermined plan.
Seven chariots began to speed across the scorched plains, and the enraged Manmade God roared as it madly gave chase. It wantonly released its uncontrollable power, releasing the 'divine power' that the Apocalypse believers had implanted in its body. In the pursuit and escape, a chaotic path of scorched marks, flowers, death, and life extended across the land. Looking from above, this chaotic path of madness was like a giant serpent traversing the scorched earth, and the front of the giant serpent … pointed at the Cecil Army's Solin Fortress defense line.
After fully awakening, the power of the Manmade God had further improved and mutated. Now, even if there was no life around, the monster could make rocks and steel blossom into flowers.
A wild wind blew, carrying dry sand and stones as it slapped against the armor of the tanks. The heavy chariots began to race across the rugged war zone. The tracks crushed the scorched and cracked earth, the land that once belonged to the king, the liege, and the Knight. It crushed the land where generations of serfs and peasants had shed their blood and sweat. The enraged 'god' roared as streaks of blazing plasma blasted behind the Bravehearts like whips, creating crisscrossing scorching cracks on the path.
The crystal giants wandering on the plain were also infuriated. They 'heard' the noise-like roar and the call of the highest level node. They responded and let out the same chaotic roar, charging at the trail that was a mixture of death and life, scorch marks and flowers. Bright arcane electric arcs lit up in the distance. Countless shaking shadows appeared at the edge of their vision.
An army of monsters was gathering. Hunter could feel the thick malice and hostility in the air. Even with the protection of the mind defense system, he felt his heart begin to beat wildly as if it was about to explode. He looked at the plains outside through the observation window and saw the dancing lightning bolts and angry giants swarming from all directions. The sky became exceptionally gloomy every second. This scene was like the end of the world described in the bards' poems.
Now, Hunter Hunter Hunter's experience could really be written into a book.
The chariots were still accelerating, and the engines were roaring. The repulsive mechanisms seemed to be tearing apart the connecting rods and gears to increase the output. However, the speed of the first-generation tanks had exceeded the design speed and was approaching the limit of their structure. Every roar of the mechanisms was a countdown to the complete disintegration and jamming, and the enraged 'god' was getting closer and closer.
In fact, Hunter did not know what the giant deer was exactly. His commander, or his commander's commander, might know, but so what?
He was a soldier and a hunter. Now, he had to fulfill the mission of both.
The armored griffin flew across the sky.
One minute later, a dazzling white light suddenly came from the east. With a low humming sound, the light swept across the land around the Bravehearts. Hundreds of crystal giants were vaporized in the white light, turning into smoke.
They had entered the beam range of the Solin Fortress defense line.
Inside the Iron Throne, Maryland stared at the surveillance feed sent back by the observation vehicle of the Bravehearts. Outside the window beside him, a powerful energy beam shot out from the mountain wall in the distance, crossed the defense line, and swept across the sky to the southwest.
There was almost no delay. On the surveillance feed, he saw the beam from the perspective of the Bravehearts.
The deafening sound of cannons rang out. The heavy Longsong Cannons set up in the bunker between the mountains began to fire one after another. Countless large and small cannonballs and powerful energy beams crossed the long distance and launched an attack on the enemy that was still out of sight. The continuous sound of cannons was louder and denser than any other day since the defensive line was established. If the tactical carriage had not activated a sound insulation enchantment in time, perhaps Maryland would not even be able to hear his own voice in the roaring sound of the cannons.
The adjutant's voice came from the side. "General! All units have begun to attack according to the predetermined order. The Bravehearts have entered the cover area. "
"Continue to attack and divert the target's attention," Maryland ordered loudly. "'Hound' Squadron, go to the rescue of the Bravehearts. Then retreat to the East as planned.
"Full firepower at the defense line for ten minutes. After that, all units will retreat according to the schedule.
"Iron Throne's power spine recharge. Remove the restraint hook of the chassis."
As the orders were given, the responses of his subordinates and the nervous and busy commands of other units were heard. But at this moment, Maryland's heart calmed down.
The soldiers here were all outstanding soldiers, and the commander was also an outstanding commander. As the strongest and most advanced ground war machine in Cecil, the Iron Throne enjoyed the honor of being the Iron Throne. Every single one of its crew members were elites drawn from various units. They were veterans who had experienced the Battle of Cecil's Defense, the Southern Unification War, and the Battle of Boulder Fortress. With these veterans and a sufficiently powerful war machine, the Iron Throne in Maryland's hands was already the best card this country could bring out.
He could not ask for more.
On the defense line, all units began to move according to the orders. Those who should hold their ground held their ground, and those who should retreat retreated. Maryland and his crew waited quietly in the control center of the Iron Throne. Finally, the next phase had arrived.
"The target has entered the visual range!" A soldier shouted.
The strange monster that was full of spear and shield had appeared. Accompanied by a cloud of dust rising from the distant plains, the monster made of flesh and blood appeared in the light and ran toward the defense line.
It was covered in wounds, and its flesh was disintegrating. Nobody knew how much of it was caused by its original deformed body, and how much was caused by the cannonballs and beams fired by the defense line. It seemed to have suffered a considerable degree of damage, but judging from its distance and speed, the defense line would not be able to stop it.
Maryland could not help but sigh. If there were more rail cannons and beam cannons, they might be able to stop the monster. But he also knew that it was unrealistic. Those massive weapons could not be produced overnight, and even if they were produced, there would not be enough skilled soldiers to operate them.
The artificial god noticed the obstacle in front of it, and also noticed that the source of its pain was the 'flying insects' that were shot out from the obstacle. It was instinctively angry and ran in anger, and it seemed that it would soon break through Cecil's defense line.
But 'defending' was not the only way to fight a defensive battle.
As the target entered the marked range, the rail cannons on the mountain walls gradually calmed down. The four beam cannons also ceased firing at the same time, and the magic net in all positions was shut down. But in the center of the defense line, a war machine that had been dormant for a long time was suddenly activated.
Several cannons sounded as the armory at the front and back of the 'Iron Throne' bared their fangs. The large rail cannons let out a deafening roar, and with the sound of the cannon, several magic crystals installed on the top of the heavy train lit up at the same time. A powerful magic wave instantly spread across the battlefield.
For a monster that had fallen into madness and targeted vitality and magic power, the attraction of this bait was irresistible.
"Armory firing. First round of attack hit!"
"Magic obelisks on the train activated!"
"The target is moving again!"
Maryland took a deep breath, raised his arm, and swung it down.
"Iron Throne, activate!"
A loud whistle sounded between the mountains and plains, and the sound of machinery colliding and grinding was heard. The armored train covered in black armor and thick shields was activated. The high-performance repulsive propulsion and low-friction chassis design made this heavy steel monster far more agile and fast than it looked. When the furious' god 'began to chase, the train had already left the platform along the tracks, rushed out of the defense line, and rushed in the direction of the White Sand Hills, accelerating continuously.
And behind the Iron Throne, on the plains to the west of the charging track, was the angry artificial god that had begun to chase after it.
Behind the 'god', the trail of life and death, scorch marks, and vines made a striking turn in front of the Solin Fortress defense line, turning south and extending all the way.
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