A few minutes later, apart from Sicarro, who needed to command the defense forces outside, all of the Schilling higher-ups had gathered in the transformed Bubble Tower, which was the current Schilling Command Tower. The ordinary circular conference hall originally prepared for the representatives of the various races had been transformed into a busy tactical center. The huge, flashy conference table had been replaced by a large holographic projector. Around the projector was a circle of spacious seats, which had now been occupied by us. More Schilling commanders were nervously issuing orders in various positions in the hall, directing the battle outside in an orderly manner.
"What's the current situation?" Sandora finally entered serious mode. She asked aloud while observing the scene of our own fleet firing on the projector in front of her.
A commander in the corner of the hall glanced at the data on the holographic screen in front of him and quickly reported, "The enemy is still approaching at a constant speed and has not yet formed an effective threat to our army. There are no signs of the Eternal-class enemy ships opening fire. Our battle damage rate is still zero."
Although I didn't know a thing about commanding battles and military terminology, I also knew that we currently had an absolute advantage on the surface. The gargoyles in the enemy's formation suffered heavy losses under the suppression of our powerful firepower. Although the stronger Frost Dragons or flying demons could rely on their agility or physique to withstand a few hits from the laser cannons, it was a pity that their magic attack range was too close, so they were in a passive position.
Of course, everyone must have noticed that I used the word "on the surface" just now. On the surface, we had an overwhelming advantage, but in reality, the scales of victory hadn't completely tipped in our favor.
The enemy's military formation included undead units like the gargoyles, as well as members of the Burning Legion like the mutated demons. There was even an Eternal-class battleship that hadn't opened fire for some reason. This conveyed a lot of information to us. First of all, it was certain that the betrayal that Cirvanas suffered was caused by the Fallen Apostles. Otherwise, the mutated demons wouldn't have appeared among the gargoyles and Frost Dragons. Secondly, we also confirmed that the enemy had regained the ability to use hyperspace technology to send troops on a large scale. An Eternal-class weapon of mass destruction wasn't just one or two individual fighter aircrafts. In order to teleport it over, it would definitely require an army-level spatial teleportation device. Furthermore, without the help of spatial teleportation technology, low-level flying units like the gargoyles wouldn't be able to cross more than half of the Endless Sea to show off to us. Lastly, and most importantly, the enemy definitely knew our movements. Otherwise, how could the enemy just happen to be in our direction in the vast skies of the Endless Sea?
These three pieces of information were all incredibly headache-inducing, and they seriously affected the direction of the battle.
Even though cannon fodder like the Gargoyles couldn't even block a single laser beam, the enemy's goal in sending them here was definitely not to let these moving experience bags … cough cough, small fries create some glorious battle results. Small fries coincidentally becoming war heroes only appeared in hot-blooded fantasies. In reality, a hot-blooded Gargoyle whose armor couldn't even compare to two pieces of broken metal definitely couldn't block a Mach 5 Sabot bullet. The only purpose of these Gargoyles was to act as cannon fodder, using their suicidal charge to block the lethal laser or psionic energy attacks of the powerful units behind them so that they could approach the Schilling airship. These first batch of otherworldly monsters that died to the high-tech energy weapons had accomplished their mission perfectly. Even though countless Gargoyle fragments rained down like snow on the waves of the Endless Sea every second, the enemy's main fighting force still hadn't suffered any substantial damage. They were still rapidly approaching the Schilling airship. Once they entered their effective firing range, the current situation where we were suppressing the enemy would instantly turn around.
Apart from their lack of range and slow firing rate, the Frost Dragons' ice magic attack power wasn't much weaker than the average Schilling airship's cannons. Admittedly, the first two flaws were already fatal. However, the problem of range had already been solved by the Gargoyles' suicidal cannon fodder shields. As for firing rate, just looking at the dense red dots on the radar that made my scalp numb, I knew what method they were using to make up for this shortcoming.
Apart from that, the mutated demons and Bone Griffins that weren't too weak in melee combat were also more than enough to threaten our small flying units. When both sides came into contact, there would definitely be a huge chaotic battle.
However, even though the actual situation wasn't as optimistic as it seemed on the surface, we still had a considerable advantage. The Schilling airship was the most skilled in aerial combat. The enemy's human wave tactics and suicidal attacks would only give us a headache, but wouldn't be enough to threaten us too much.
What really caused us to furrow our brows was the Eternal-class airship that had yet to attack. It was like a demonic island floating in the night sky.
I recalled the Eternal-class information that I had just downloaded from Pandora. I knew that this was a large airship that resembled a coffin. Not only did the Eternal-class airship have a massive body that was dozens of kilometers long, it also had a frightening combat configuration. It was the classic embodiment of the Schilling airship's cannons. It was absolutely sturdy and powerful, and because it was equipped with an advanced core thinking terminal, most of the operations of the Eternal-class airship could be completed by the airship's own consciousness. That was why the minimum number of personnel on this airship was actually — 0! Of course, this was an extreme situation. In order to ensure the highest efficiency in using the Eternal-class's terrifying combat strength, the minimum number of personnel on the airship was three hundred. As the most typical high-efficiency war machine with few personnel, most of the airship's space was occupied by those frightening weapon systems. The remaining space was set up with a large number of otherworldly energy reactor output ports in order to continuously collect energy from the otherworldly energy reactor. Those purple crystal arrays occupied a quarter of the airship's volume! The Eternal-class armor system was heavy and complex. All sorts of energy shields and physical armor were interconnected. In between these armors, there were automatic defense and counterattack weapons for both short-range and long-range attacks. This made this massive killing machine into a hedgehog that I had no way to attack. The only way to deal with it would probably be to use sparrow harassment tactics and a war of attrition. After all, such a large airship would definitely be lacking in agility, and no matter how advanced its energy system was, it wouldn't be enough to power so many mega weapons for a long period of time. Of course, this was only a normal battle tactic. Relying on the Leader class Shiring Apostles' ridiculous strength to fight against this war meat grinder was a good idea. Although the Eternal-class armor was heavy, it definitely wouldn't be able to withstand Pandora's Helium Flash. However, that wasn't the method I was prepared to use. Although Pandora was also known as a war machine, fighting against a gigantic airship by herself sounded far too sci-fi. If I could rely on my own gigantic small and medium-sized airships to deal with this infuriatingly large airship, I didn't intend to let the people around me take such a risk.
However, despite having such a large combat strength, the Fallen Apostles still didn't show any signs of attacking. This was something I couldn't understand. Could it be that the Fallen Apostles didn't care about their "allies" who were currently falling into the endless night sky like dumplings?
"The Shiring Apostles are actually a rather cold-blooded species." Sandora noticed my confusion and explained, "A typical Shiring Apostle would never have any feelings for anyone apart from their friends. However, the Fallen Apostles are definitely even more serious than that. Those mutated demons and undead aerial forces are probably nothing more than tools to them, much less allies. They wouldn't feel any pain no matter how many of them died. That big guy still hasn't opened fire yet, which means that he definitely has his own plans. After all, our main airships are all protected by energy shields. Even with Eternal-class firepower, it would be quite difficult to break through an entire airship's combined energy shield in a short period of time."
At this moment, the enemy army, which had already suffered heavy losses in their long suicidal charge, finally arrived near us. I also saw the legendary Ice Dragon for the first time, along with several other types of monsters that were nothing more than names to me.
"How unsightly …" The few of us exclaimed in unison as we forcefully watched from the side of the holographic projection.
They had pale white skeletons, deformed bodies, tattered wings, and dandruff all over their bodies as they flew … Oh, they were actually ice shards. These were the strongest aerial units of the undead species, the Ice Dragons. Compared to how they had looked when they were alive, their current appearances were as pitiful as pitiful could be. And to think that I had been filled with anticipation for these undead skeletons that didn't even have the appearance of a river crab.
Even the most beautiful Ice Dragons were in such a state. The other gargoyles, bone griffins, giant ghost-winged owls, and so on obviously weren't any better, especially the gargoyles. Back in Gloom City, Cirvanas had these unlucky fellows maintain their stone form as decorations twenty-four hours a day in the royal district's corridors. This added a thick Gothic horror aesthetic to the already eerie Gloom City. This was also the reason why I had always had some reservations about Cirvanas' sense of beauty.
Compared to these undead aerial units that jumped up and down in the night sky and acted like the main characters in horror movies, although those flying demons were equally unsightly, they weren't at the level where they would be dragged out and shot to death if they didn't cover their faces with mosaic. These violent naked men with gigantic bat wings and muscles all over their bodies that were as muscular as the governor of California were far taller than average demons. Strange and complex black runes covered almost 80% of their exposed skin. Faint black mist rose from these runes, indicating that they were mutated demons.
I didn't expect the technicians of the Fallen Apostles to be so crazy as to actually use this kind of biochemical technology in such a short period of time.
As the first Ice Dragon spat out a fierce freezing storm at one of the incoming Zealer-class fighter jets, the chaotic battle finally began.
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