The roars and explosions of the cannons resounded through the night sky, forming a deafening symphony of war. Powerful laser beams and all kinds of physical warheads crisscrossed in the night sky, interweaving into a giant web of death. Gargoyles and Bone Griffins that were swept by the laser beams exploded into charred fragments, floating down to the dark sea below like shredded paper. The gigantic Frost Dragons, under the cover of these cannon fodder, continued to spit out deadly ice storms at the Xi Ling aircrafts. Some of the aircrafts that could not evade in time were hit by the shockingly low temperature due to the power of magic, and immediately turned into huge blocks of ice. At the same time, the structure of the aircrafts also became extremely fragile due to the low temperature. In the end, the entire aircrafts finally disintegrated into a dazzling ball of fire under the powerful kinetic energy. And these powerful Frost Dragons were not destined to be the true winners of this battle. The psionic energy beams that were a hundred times more dangerous than the laser beams would sweep through the enemy formation like a swarm of bees with a deafening buzzing sound, turning large swathes of enemies, including the Frost Dragons, into elementary particles that permeated the air. But very quickly, the empty space cleared by the main psionic cannons would be filled by more gargoyles and other monsters. These mindless undead creatures did not know the meaning of fear and pain. Even though the Xi Ling aircrafts continuously tore open terrifying wounds on their bodies, and even turned part of their bodies into organic steam, they continued to advance in a suicidal manner towards every Xi Ling airship that was within their attack range. Often, four or five gargoyles could be seen charging towards a Xi Ling airship at the risk of being turned into sieves by Saab's missiles. They would then stick themselves tightly to the outer shell of the airship, just to slightly reduce the speed of these alarmingly agile aircrafts. This was to give the Frost Dragons a chance to hit the enemy — even if it meant that they and the airship below them would be turned into ice fireworks in the next second.
Similar scenes of attacks could be seen everywhere on the battlefield. The Giant Winged Spirit Owls, a type of ghostly flying unit that did not have particularly outstanding offensive capabilities, had even collectively adopted the tactic of using live bombs. Several Giant Winged Spirit Owls would often overlap together, using their special ghostly abilities to gain a temporary defense against the laser cannons. Then, they would crash head-on into some unlucky Xi Ling flying unit or single soldier mech, adding an inconspicuous spark to the Shuraba in the sky in a violent soul explosion.
Unlike these undead, who mostly needed to rely on suicidal attacks in order to fight against the Schilling troops, the mutated demons, despite their small numbers, were absolutely powerful. These mutated demons were strong enough to fight against the Shiring Apostles. These bare-chested governors weren't wearing any armor at all. That was because their skin, which had been immersed in Abyssal energy countless times, was the toughest armor. The heavy proton guns in the hands of ordinary Shiring Apostles and the cannons in the light Schilling fighter aircrafts could easily annihilate groups of gargoyles or even lone Ice Dragons. However, they had little effect on these mutated demons. What was even worse was that the Fallen Apostles' biochemical technology was obviously quite mature. Not only were these mutated demons stronger and more agile than ordinary demons, they even knew how to use Abyssal energy in combat. Their powerful corrosive Abyssal energy was incredibly powerful. Almost every second, there would be a Schilling fighter aircrafts or fighter aircrafts that couldn't dodge in time, exploding into balls of fire.
Fortunately, we had special drugs to deal with these mutated demons. Arcane iron bullets were absolutely effective against ordinary soldiers. Against Arcane iron, which was completely immune to Abyssal energy, the Abyssal shields and enchanted skin that the mutated demons were so proud of were no more than tofu in the face of Arcane iron bullets. Nearly half of the mutated demons died to Arcane iron bullets. Unfortunately, Arcane iron wasn't cabbage. The cost of transporting it across dimensions was astonishingly high. Since the former Empire had long since collapsed, the cheap nodal dimensional transportation centers no longer existed. We could only use the method of transporting Arcane iron bit by bit through dimensional teleportation portals in order to transport Arcane iron ore from the world that produced Arcane iron. That was why the amount of Arcane iron bullets that we could actually distribute to the Schilling troops was pitifully small. Using them to deal with these mutated demons who were only ordinary soldiers would be quite a waste.
This was quite depressing. Despite all the difficulties, the enemy still relied on their tremendous cannon fodder armies and kamikaze style suicidal attacks to approach the heavily-protected Isle of Gods. As the saying goes, the foolish are afraid of the tyrannical, and the tyrannical are afraid of the suicidal. Right now, we were facing an enemy who didn't care about their own lives. Against these cockroaches that would risk their lives to spit on us, the Isle of Gods had no choice but to participate in this battle.
Now, all the cannons and missile ports on the aerial fortress were ready for battle. These terrifying weapons of mass destruction became the most powerful firepower in this entire battle. Any enemy, even powerful mutated demons or Ice Dragons, would be blasted to smithereens as long as they got close to the Isle of Gods. Plus, the aerial fortress had powerful energy shields around it. All the enemy's attacks transformed into beautiful auroras in the sky above the fortress. However, we didn't wish to see such a stalemate battle. In the distant clouds, there was an Eternal-class airship that was the size of a city. If we waited until our energy shields were exhausted by the enemy's cannon fodder and the airship fired a cannon at us … Who would I cry to?
"These bastards are crazy …"
Sandora's expression turned ugly as she looked at the battle scene on the holographic screen. The "Warsong Princess" who worshiped lightning-fast attacks was disgusted by this kind of battle style, and what made her even more displeased was that the powerful Imperial Army was actually being dragged into a quagmire by these cannon fodder.
Compared to Sandora's pure displeasure, Lin Xue asked a question based on her understanding of Azeroth, "Where did they find so many Ice Dragons?"
Ice Dragons were resurrected from the skeletons of dead dragons. This was common knowledge to every Wower. This common knowledge also reminded people just how rare and top-tier aerial combat units Ice Dragons were. Right now, there weren't just one or two Ice Dragons in front of us, but thousands! Wasn't this scale a little too strange?
The older sister's expression turned ugly. It was obvious that she wasn't used to this kind of tragic battle scene. Even though the Shiring Apostles who died in battle were robots that didn't even have basic consciousness, the scene of a large number of warriors turning into dust in front of her still had a huge impact on her. The older sister rubbed her eyebrows and shifted her gaze away from the holographic screen. She said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I've guessed the reason why the Lich King's power has weakened prematurely in this world."
The older sister's words immediately reminded us. After all this time, it was still the enemy's scheme!
The Lich King hadn't weakened prematurely. Furthermore, after the Fallen Apostle's power had interfered, that lump of ice likely wouldn't have had the chance to betray the Burning Legion. The reason why it had suddenly "weakened" was completely to cooperate with the Fallen Apostle's plan to collect a large number of dragon skeletons. In any case, with the Fallen Apostle's backing, the Lich King didn't have to worry about the humans recovering and finding trouble with him in the Glacial Crown. Before that happened, the allied forces of the demons and the Fallen Apostles would definitely be able to flatten Azeroth.
Furthermore, those Fallen Apostles wouldn't give Ner 'zhul the chance to protest, would they?
It was likely that Ner 'zhul had already found the dragon graveyard in Northrend. Otherwise, there was no way to explain how so many Frost Dragons had appeared. These powerful Undead units could have been the enemy's vanguard to deal with the mortals of Azeroth. However, our sudden appearance had disrupted their plans. As a result, these Frost Dragons were used to deal with us. As long as they could eliminate us, they wouldn't need to worry about how many Frost Dragons they would lose.
"Big brother, can you let me out?" Pandora's small face was stiff, but her eyes were filled with yearning as she looked at the holographic projection. "Those minions are no match for me!"
It was rare for the cold-faced loli Pandora to express her opinion in such a meek manner. It seemed that hiding in the command room and watching the battle outside really made Pandora, a violent person, extremely aggrieved. However, now really wasn't the time to let her out, because we still had more dangerous enemies to deal with. Eternal armor and firepower weren't things that ordinary Schilling fighters could fight against. Furthermore, we didn't even have a single large warship here, so we had to conserve our energy and save it for the toughest enemy.
"We can't delay any longer," Sandora suddenly said with determination. "Although those minions are of little threat to the fortress, we don't know what the enemy's plan is. Every minute we delay means an unforeseen event. Furthermore, in this state of close combat, our large warships wouldn't dare to open fire at will. Without the support of the motherships, ordinary Schilling soldiers wouldn't be a match for so many enemies … Ah Jun, should we send out the Avengers?"
"… I originally wanted to use them as a trump card …" I sighed. "I didn't expect that we would be forced to this point by those minions. Sives, activate one-third of the Avengers and have all the mobile forces outside withdraw from the battle. Have them gather in their respective motherships as soon as possible. Activate the second layer of energy shields for all spaceships. Let's blow them up!"
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