The Schilling army's strongest and proudest trait was their ridiculous long-range attacks. However, the massive numbers of these demonic creatures made it extremely difficult to deal with them. No matter how strong your long-range firepower was, they would always be able to rely on their numbers to force their way to the frontlines. The most depressing thing in the world to run out of ammunition wasn't that the enemy was too strong, to the point where your weapons couldn't kill them. It was that even though the enemy was so weak that a single bullet could kill a bunch of them, your bullets couldn't compare to their numbers.
It was definitely the most depressing thing to be killed by an army. That was how the Japanese were killed back in the day.
Right now, I felt that way. No matter how much Pandora's saturation attacks destroyed the cannon fodder troops, the enemies were still slowly approaching our frontlines. Although the situation wasn't as bad as it seemed, it still gave us a certain amount of mental pressure.
I suppressed the pressure for a while before lowering my head to continue playing my video game. I was almost at the fourth level. Little Bubble had inherited a lot of useful knowledge from her otaku mother, who played games all day long.
When the first batch of monsters stepped into the warning range that Pandora had set up, she immediately stopped the powerful radiation arrays around her that could accidentally harm her allies in a chaotic battle. * Clack clack clack. * Clack clack clack. * Clack clack clack. * A fierce loli wielding triple-mounted six-barreled autocannons and hundreds of missile launchers floating behind her made a shocking entrance.
Shallow Shallow smacked her lips and sighed. "Ah Jun, I suddenly feel like conquering the world. It's such a waste to let you raise such a powerful weapon of war into a loli. Why don't you use it to purify the already filthy world?"
I unhesitatingly ignored Shallow Shallow, who was full of nonsense. I also ignored Pandora, who was cheering her on through our mental connection.
It would seem that I would have to be careful not to put the dark version of Shallow Shallow and Pandora together. Otherwise, who knew when the Imperial Army's flag would be flying all over the place by the time I woke up? At that time, it was likely that the entire world would band together to resist me, the axis of evil. There was no doubt about this. A cold-blooded dark girl and a violent loli whose mind was filled with war were far more powerful than the skyscraper Dengge.
At the same time, Jingle, who had been acting like an ornament above my head, also moved. She waved her tiny arm, and a faint green screen of light instantly enveloped the battlefield. The strongest aura skill was probably the little thing's, this one that could reduce the enemy's life force by almost 50%. The moment this life force that contained divine power appeared, the black mist rising from the bodies of the magical creatures was weakened to the point where it almost completely disappeared.
Accompanied by the whistling of the Bone Razor Swarm's missiles and the rumbling of the giant cannons, the battle entered the stage of mid-range suppression.
After paying a tremendous price, the magical army finally managed to get within our effective firing range with great difficulty. The monsters at the very front all simultaneously used the magical creatures' most proficient attack method: Overnight Meal … cough, cough, it was Corrosive Spit. They would spit out the aura of the Chaos from all over their bodies mixed with the rotting liquid in their bodies. Not only could these highly corrosive balls of pollution melt ordinary armor and human bodies, they could also transform the target into a crazed demon just like the T-Virus. Even if they weren't directly attacked, these balls of pollution would still release a foul stench that would effectively reduce the appetite of the soldiers, making them unable to eat and malnourish. This would then affect the enthusiasm of the cooks in the army, which in turn would cause the entire army to suffer from malnutrition. Finally, the despicable goal of weakening the human army's combat strength was achieved. By the way, my final analysis just now was pure nonsense …
Under Pandora's frenzied barrage of bullets, the monsters didn't even have the time to spit out the corrosive liquid in their stomachs before exploding into black shards that filled the sky. However, with such a tremendous number of monsters replenishing their numbers, a large amount of the corrosive liquid still attacked us.
The two thousand elite Schilling soldiers who had long since been prepared for battle immediately took action. Several defensive force fields blocked the monsters' attacks a hundred meters in front of us. Then, the heavy infantry responsible for providing firepower started spitting out fierce tongues of fire from their cannons. The instant that the defensive force fields were used up, the heavy infantry soldiers' attacks arrived just in time.
These two thousand soldiers had already turned off their independent thinking modules and were now under the direct control of Pandora, who was the most proficient among us in battlefield command. That was why they were able to achieve such a perfect grasp of the situation and synchronize themselves like a single person. If it were any other human army, it would be impossible for them to achieve such a level of synchronization.
Although this might sound unpleasant, the Shiring Apostles were indeed a species that was born for battle.
Although the attack power of ordinary soldiers couldn't compare to the strategic weapon Pandora, the attack power of two thousand soldiers at the same time made up for this shortcoming. The magical beasts didn't have as strong a life force as the main body of the Chaos Abyss, so the attacks of ordinary Schilling soldiers were more than enough to kill them. And so, for the first time, the ferocious enemy army was finally suppressed.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Sandora took a deep breath and gradually floated into the air.
Golden lines appeared in the air and gathered behind her. At the same time, an inexplicable pressure spread out.
Although I had already said it before, I still had to say something: Sandora really looked like a CPU!
This was also the first time that Shallow shallow and her older sister had seen Sandora's combat form, so they couldn't help but be curious. Her older sister gave a pertinent evaluation. "It seems that out of all the Shiring Apostles, only Ah Jun's combat form is the most ordinary."
That's right, because I didn't even have a combat form. Did I have to change into tights and wear underwear on the outside every time I fought?
When I thought about that scene, I felt that it would be even worse than Ultraman …
"Super Soul Strike!"
Sandora shouted coldly, and the several hundred magical beasts closest to us, who were about to break through the first line of defense, instantly stopped in their tracks. Then, they started foaming at the mouth and collapsed to the ground, their limbs twitching.
Although in terms of extravagance, Sandora's attack method couldn't compare to Pandora's special effects that could win an Oscar just by looking at the lighting effects alone, in terms of attack power and danger, this kind of spiritual attack that was almost impossible to defend against and came without any warning was definitely something that Pandora's normal attacks couldn't compare to.
After several Super Soul Strikes, over a thousand monsters had collapsed in front of us. Compared to the corpses that had been blasted into smithereens by high-energy cannons, these completely intact enemies with blank souls were much more useful to Sandora.
Under Sandora's control, over a thousand grotesquely shaped monster corpses stood up, and then, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, they began to turn around and attack their former compatriots.
This was only the beginning. Taking advantage of the monsters' confusion, the golden lines behind Sandora gradually extended outwards, until they formed a golden circuit board that connected the heavens and the earth behind her. Just as I was lamenting that this design was exactly the same as a CPU, Sandora said in a cold and arrogant tone, "I, Soul Snatcher Sandora Kelvi Ulysses, declare that I rule over all the souls of this race. I am the King of the Soul! Those who oppose me will receive the most severe punishment! "
Sandora's incomparably arrogant speech instantly made me speechless. The previous scene made me involuntarily associate the golden-haired lass that acted as a CPU in mid-air with a certain tragic brother who was arrogant from the start but was shot in the head at the end of the level.
The difference was that Sandora didn't have a tragedy, but the monsters did.
I sorted out the information of her ultimate skill from the shared database between me and Sandora, and then sighed at how shameless it was.
Declaration of the Soul Conqueror, the most powerful skill apart from Law-based attacks. It declared one's dominance over a race, and forcefully imprinted a soul mark on every individual of that race. Once the marked individual had the will to resist the caster, they would receive an intense soul punishment. The stronger the will to resist, the more severe the punishment. However, the effect of this mark would weaken as the target's individual strength increased. Additionally, the soul punishment would only cause the target to feel pain, and wouldn't cause any substantial damage.
A completely overpowered skill.
This was the first time that I had heard of such an attack that could affect an entire race. If it wasn't for the fact that it had so many limitations, this skill would probably be classified as a Divine Ability. Although the two fatal limitations of being easily resisted by the strong and being unable to truly injure the enemy made Declaration of the Soul Conqueror rather useless, this skill's power was more than enough to turn the tide of the battle.
Before these magical creatures were infected, they were all members of various races. It could be said that there were all kinds of races in the sea, land, air, and land. They were born from eggs, but after being corroded by the incredibly powerful power of the Chaos Abyss, they were all imprinted with the same species. This directly caused all of these monsters to be imprinted with Sandora's soul marks. It was obvious that not a single one of these monsters wasn't hostile towards Sandora, so it was only natural that all of these monsters were affected by her soul mark.
Their running speed suddenly slowed down, and then their entire bodies started shooting bright arcs of electricity. Some of the stronger monsters were still barely able to maintain their attacks, while the weaker monsters were already twitching on the ground. Although these arcs of electricity didn't have any actual destructive power, and although these magical creatures weren't afraid of death, they still had a sense of pain. The pain of the soul punishment caused them to instinctively twitch.
The ferocious wolves instantly became lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Pandora and the two thousand Schilling soldiers under her control began a massacre.
I looked at the majestic Sandora in midair, and wiped away my nonexistent cold sweat as I muttered, "Thank goodness, thank goodness …"
"What do you mean by thank goodness?"
The sharp-eared older sister asked out of curiosity.
"Thank goodness that Sandora always ate and slept when she was on Earth. Otherwise, we would have become part of the axis of evil …"
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