Inside the White Silver Fortress, Gawain and the two new Grand Senators were guarding the Magic Net terminal. News from the east of the plains was relayed and transmitted through the communication lines of Thorin Castle, the White Sands, the south, and the Gorgon River, and was constantly being sent to this room.
"The 'Bravehearts' squad has begun operations. The first level of induction of the target is successful …"
"The target has entered the firing range of Solin Fortress. The 'Bravehearts' squad has successfully escaped. The second level of induction is successful …"
"All units in the White Sands Hills have evacuated. The beacon has been established …"
"The third level of induction is successful. The Iron Throne has begun to move to the south. The target is approaching the White Sands Hills …"
Reports from various executive units kept coming in as if they were following some kind of precise schedule. But Gawain did not feel relaxed at all, because the defense line at Solin Fortress had proven that the man-made god was strange, powerful, and difficult to destroy. Although the cultists had only created a "fake" with a body of flesh and blood, the power of the fake was clearly beyond the realm of mortals and had a certain divine attribute.
Facing such an enemy, no one dared to relax before it was completely wiped out.
And Gwen also knew that these reports that were coming in as planned, these seemingly smooth and seamless links were in fact a large number of soldiers and commanders risking their lives every minute, every second, and every detail. The smoothness on the surface meant a precise balance like walking on a tightrope.
The siren allies were indeed powerful, and the plan seemed to be perfect, but the risks would not disappear. Even if the chances of success were high, the risks still had to be taken.
Beside him, Victoria, who had always been calm, could not help but tense up. With a hint of nervousness, she said, "I hope everything goes well."
"It will. If the sirens can't get rid of it, the Second Corps from Firmrock Fortress and the reserve corps from Cecil City will take over. We will eventually destroy the monster," Gwen said in a deep voice. "Then, we will announce the truth of this operation with great fanfare."
Bai Dewen nodded gently. "The people will realize the strength of the new empire. The collapsed confidence will be rebuilt. The situation will stabilize, and the nobles in the border areas will be more cooperative …"
"Yes, the people will realize the strength of the new empire." Gwen nodded in agreement. At the same time, he added in his heart —
They would also realize that "God" was not something so untouchable.
…
On the border between the Holy Spirit Plain and the Eastern Region, this long chase had already lasted for more than half.
The magic-powered track extended between the plains and the hills. The heavy magic-powered train sped along the tracks. The sky was gloomy, and the hot winds from the plains stirred up sand and dust, slapping the relay poles on both sides of the track and the armor on the sides of the train. The roar of war machines tearing through the air and the loud boom of cannon firing shook the world. Wherever the behemoth passed, all birds were killed, and the surviving beasts on the plains fled from their caves as if doomsday had arrived.
The armory section fired repeatedly. Not only were the powerful main cannons firing, but the defensive secondary cannons installed near the main cannons were also firing. Large and small accelerator rails pointed to the rear of the train, and with the flash of magic surging, heavy cannonballs were thrown into the distance.
Under the dim sky, the cannonballs drew eye-catching trajectories in the air. At the end of the trajectories, a holy and brilliant light illuminated the plains, connecting the sky and the earth. The furious gods ran wildly on the ground, facing the cannon fire of the mortals, continuing the chase.
This was no longer a battlefield that ordinary people could participate in or even look at directly. Only in a place far away, a safe distance away, some brave lords of the Eastern Region climbed up their towers and walls. Under the blessing of various extraordinary spells, they boldly looked at the battlefield that was constantly emitting thunder and flashing light. Then, half of them did not dare to take a second look, while the other half recited the names of their gods and ancestors, praying that the fire would not burn them.
"The target's speed is getting faster." In the tactical section of the Iron Throne, the adjutant came to Maryland and reported loudly. "The distance between us is shortening!"
To a certain extent, anger could bring power.
This was effective for humans, and for the man-made gods … it was also effective.
Maryland looked out of the window. From a suitable angle, he saw the scene behind the train. The holy and malevolent light was shining in the north. Light was constantly bursting out from that direction, flattening the rocks and forests, destroying the magic tracks along the way, and covering the rocks and steel with lush vines and flowers.
Maryland looked back at the adjutant. "How far are we from the White Sand Hills?"
"It will take half an hour at full speed, General. We may be caught before then."
Maryland frowned. And in the midst of the conversation, the monster seemed to have closed the distance a little.
A powerful energy beam came from afar, sweeping across the magical tracks. The shields covering the tracks flickered violently before being pierced through. The runic structures and the nearby Mana Net beneath the tracks were detonated one after another. Before the safety devices automatically melted, the continuous explosions had already reached the vicinity of the Iron Throne, causing the speeding train to shake violently.
In a trance, the former commander of the fortress felt a sense of familiarity.
He had faced a similar crisis before. A powerful enemy was attacking, and his forces were constantly being depleted. The disparity in strength was so great that a head-on confrontation was almost an extravagant hope. The only thing he could rely on, besides courage, was the pride of nobility.
Last time, he had chosen the aristocratic way of fighting, leading a team of loyal Knight to charge out, and tried to use a glorious duel to salvage the situation. But he was defeated in a few moves, and was taught a lesson. From then on, he realized what the so-called 'war' was all about.
In the face of a real battlefield, he needed some more practical means.
"Order all members of the Fourth Armory to move to the carriage." The commander quickly finished his thoughts and ordered. "Prepare to cut off the end hook and the energy supply of the Fourth Armory. Also …
"Before the soldiers evacuate, release the fuses of all shells, and leave the grenades in the carriage."
The adjutant was stunned for a moment, and then immediately stood up straight and saluted. "Yes, General!"
In the carriage at the end of the Fourth Armory, the soldiers were nervously operating all the cannons that could hit the target. The impact had caused the carriage to shake violently, and the main cannon had also malfunctioned due to the impact. Some people were injured, but no one left their position because of this. Until the communicator on the carriage lit up, these veterans were still trying their best to recalibrate the main cannon.
Not all the soldiers immediately thought of the general's intention, but all of them responded to the order immediately.
"Move quickly! Boys! " A veteran who had experienced all the battlefields from the old Cecil to the present was the commander of this carriage. He had already understood the general's idea, and at this moment, his voice was particularly loud. "Obey the order, release the fuses of the shells, release the fuses of the grenades, and put the extra mines into the pile of ammunition! Let's play a big game! "
The train did its best to speed up a little and pulled away from the giant deer. The soldiers quickly completed their task in this short period of time, and passed through the Third Armory, and entered the empty carriage in front of them.
Two minutes later, the commander of the Third Armory received the order and manually removed the connecting hook at the end of the train and the energy supply of the Fourth Armory.
The large carriage that had lost power quickly moved away from the main body of the train and was left far on the track.
A few minutes later, an earth-shattering explosion followed by a series of small explosions came from afar.
Maryland looked in the direction of the explosion. For a moment, he deeply hoped that the terrible "god" would simply die in the explosion and never appear again. But his unrealistic idea was quickly dispelled by the holy light in the explosion cloud.
The giant deer was not affected by the explosion of the carriage. The light around it and the overflowing powerful magic detonated the carriage in advance. The monster only slowed down a little, and then rushed up again.
Maryland frowned, but he just watched all of this quietly.
Ten minutes later, he ordered again.
"Third Armory, move to the carriage and prepare for the explosion."
"Yes, General!"
The explosion of the carriage could not hurt the monster, but at least it could buy time.
They were almost at the White Sand Hills.
When the second mushroom cloud rose over the distant track, Maryland looked out of the window again.
The sky was terrifyingly gloomy, as if the whole world was about to fall into night. Thick clouds gathered over the White Sand area, and a cold wind was sweeping through the area. Suddenly, thunder and lightning exploded at the same time.
This thunderous roar seemed to have exploded into the hearts of everyone in the carriage, causing even the most experienced, brave, and calm soldiers and officers to tremble. Under the faint blue light emitted by the Mind Protection System, almost everyone subconsciously looked at each other, and then looked out the window at the same time.
A raindrop hit the window and drew a slanted mark on the surface of the crystal glass. Then, before the mark was blown away by the wind, the second and third drops fell …
It was raining.
Countless raindrops formed a curtain and poured down from the sky.
The Iron Throne rushed into the pouring rain without hesitation, as if it had entered an inverted water world from the sky. Then, it was the furious man-made god who rushed into the rain. The storm swallowed all the intruders in an instant, and it quickly expanded to cover the entire White Sand Hills.
The sky had been completely covered by clouds that hung upside down like a vortex. The terrifying, thick clouds made it seem as if the entire region had entered midnight. Cold winds howled and torrential rain poured down. The lights emitted from various parts of the Iron Throne could only disperse the nearest darkness to a limited extent. The world further away was only illuminated by the incessant thunder and lightning.
Under the illumination of the lightning, Maryland saw countless shadows gathering in the sky. Countless strange things were born in the storm and darkness. The boundary between the tangible and the intangible was broken. An indescribable structure that was as large as a mountain gathered in the wind and rain, forming a dense forest of limbs and tentacles that swept toward the 'giant deer' that was still shrouded in light.
Even though it was in a frenzy, the 'giant deer' still instinctively sensed the approaching danger. It suddenly gave up on the Iron Throne that was close at hand and turned to look up at the sky. The light between its antlers surged, and a blinding energy beam swept across the entire sky.
Countless shadows fell from the sky, as if many tangible and intangible things were cut and destroyed by the light beam. But these shadows blended into the surrounding rain in the blink of an eye, forming tentacles and limbs again, and continued to shroud the 'giant deer' unwaveringly.
Those indescribable things gradually became clear. It appeared like a giant sea creature, but also like a monster that was pieced together by countless imaginative forms. It seemed that only in the craziest and most absurd works of human imagination could one piece together the shape of this structure. It stretched out its thousands of limbs, and bit by bit, all of the movements of the 'giant deer' were sealed. Bit by bit, twisted and strange runes shone on the surface of those limbs, suppressing all of the 'giant deer's' resistance.
It's eating. This absurd and horrifying thought suddenly flashed through Maryland's mind.
But it was indeed eating. Those tentacles and limbs had begun to tighten. This was the posture of a predator when it was eating.
However, in the face of such a terrifying scene that seemed to be enough to make an ordinary person collapse, Maryland was surprised to find that his will was not tested at all. On the contrary, his mind was unprecedentedly clear, and his spirit was unprecedentedly uplifted. All of the accumulated negative emotions and psychological pressure seemed to have disappeared. A high-spirited emotion surrounded him, and this emotion even contained … a kind of joy.
The Mind Protection System would have a similar effect, but its effect was far inferior to this moment.
In such a wonderful state of mind, Maryland saw those indescribable limbs and tentacles finally completely closed. Even the light that lingered around the giant deer was completely blocked by the closed limbs.
Then, all of the tentacles and limbs instantly tightened, and a cheer that seemed to be countless voices came together in the wind and rain.
"Lunchtime!!"
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