At this moment, the entire Isle of God was surrounded by layers upon layers of Undead and Flying Demons. Even though the anti-air cannons on the island were blasting countless Gargoyles into smithereens every second, and the Dispersion Longsong Cannons at the four corners of the island were throwing the Ice Dragons into an endless meat grinder, these fellows were far more reckless than we had expected. It could even be said that even if they were to be blasted into smithereens, they would still smash their corpses against the protective barrier of the Isle of God.
Furthermore, the number of these disorderly troops had also reached a terrifying level. The enemy targets displayed on the radar had already changed from a bunch of concentrated red dots to large red patches. Furthermore, the area of these red patches was continuously expanding. I even suspected that the Fallen Apostles had already sent all of the cannon fodder troops they had accumulated in Azeroth and the Twisting Nether over the past dozen or so years into this battle. Even though I was very clear that the enemy's cunning commander wouldn't use such a dangerous tactic.
When the first Ice Dragon broke through the blockade of firepower and arrived above the Isle of God, the envoys of the various races and their guards had already joined the battle. Even though these natives of the World of Azeroth couldn't compare to a leader-class Apostle like Pandora, they at least had the strength of a high-tier Apostle. Furthermore, a few of the mages among them displayed fierce firepower comparable to that of a frigate. I couldn't help but have a whole new level of respect for these natives of Azeroth. Among these experts of the various races, there were a few representatives of the dragon race that caught my eye. Perhaps they were stimulated by the sight of an enemy like the Ice Dragon that had severely challenged the dignity of the dragon race. These noble creatures were completely using a crazy method to fight. Dragon Breath, Draconic Magic, claw attacks, flying pounces. Almost every attack method that I could think of that could be used by the dragon race was displayed by them. The number of enemies that died by their hands was almost the sum of the representatives of the other races combined. Among them, the Ice Dragons made up nearly 80% of the total number of enemies. This kind of result made me sigh: As expected, even those who don't care about their lives are afraid of going crazy …
However, after I decided to send out the Avengers, I quickly called back the fierce warriors of the various races who had entered a state of excitement. First of all, no matter how powerful they were, they wouldn't be able to do much against such a large army. Second of all, they were all important figures of the various races. If anything were to happen to them, it would be a huge blow to the newly established Salvation Army that still had all sorts of internal problems. Third of all … the Avengers were just too unique …
As the various combat units returned to their own mothership's defensive force fields, the chaotic sky suddenly became much more spacious. Of course, this space was quickly filled up by the enemies who thought that victory was in sight. However, with the powerful defensive force fields around us, these fellows who were furiously attacking us wouldn't be able to deal too much damage to us for the time being. Instead, they would soon be greeted by Schilling's most terrifying troops.
The originally closed upper armor of the Isle of God had opened up a large number of launch ports. Inside was a brightly lit transport channel, and the humming of anti-gravity engines indicated that a large number of flying soldiers were surging towards the exit.
The first to appear were the muzzles of two heavy-duty psionic cannons. This kind of large-scale psionic psionic cannon was just as terrifying in power and energy consumption. Even the burly Schilling soldiers would rarely be equipped with them. However, these psionic psionic cannons were standard equipment for the Avengers. What was surprising was that what appeared after these massive weapons of mass destruction weren't burly men who were even larger than the Terminators. Instead, they were … slender female soldiers wearing blood-red alloy armor.
That's right, female soldiers. What appeared at the exit of the transport corridor were groups of female Shiring Apostles. Not only were they equipped with the same weapons and armor, they even had the exact same blood-red hair, the exact same height, and the exact same appearance. To put it simply, these female Schilling soldiers, who were known as the Avengers, were basically a clone army. You wouldn't even be able to find a single hair difference between them.
To be honest, the first time I saw these girls, I was also shocked by the fact that "the famous Avengers were actually a female army."
Previously, I had always been curious as to why Sandora's most famous army was known as the Avengers. Now, the answer to the mystery was revealed.
The reason was because of these special Shiring Apostles, who were known as the Avengers. They were Sandora's favorite mid-level combat unit, and they were the scariest unit under the former "Warsong Princess". Since these units were of a much higher level than ordinary Schilling soldiers, Sandora had never allowed the Bubble to produce these expensive weapons of war. I had only recently learned that such units actually existed in the Schilling military system.
Perhaps it was impossible to tell just how scary the Avengers were just from their appearance — cough — cough — drag out the guy who was yelling for tens of thousands of female soldiers to use seduction magic on him. After all, they were still equipped with "normal weapons" that were within one's imagination, and their skinny appearance didn't give off much pressure. However, the scariest thing about these Avengers wasn't just their appearance.
The Avengers possessed two very special abilities, and even Pandora's expression would turn strange whenever she mentioned these two abilities.
The first one was' Zealous Vengeance '. For ten minutes, the two psionic cannons in their hands would be activated at the cost of overloading all the mechanical parts in their body. The attack range would be extended by 300%, the hit rate would be increased by 200%, the attack power would be increased by 300%, and the attack speed would be increased by 500%. In this state, the avenger would destroy all the energy safety valves in their body, causing their own energy furnaces to output wildly in an uncontrollable manner. Every attack they made would have an additional 30% spread damage, and this damage would increase rapidly as the energy furnaces in their bodies gradually collapsed!
Terrifying, right? Two individual psionic cannons, in this state, would be no weaker than a frigate's main cannon. In other words, in terms of attack power, the Avengers who entered the "Fanatic Vengeance" state could single-handedly destroy an entire battleship!
However, any bug would mean a system error, any cheat would mean that the account would be banned, and any cheat would mean that the user would have to pay a huge price.
Just now, I said that the "Fanatic Vengeance" state would last for ten minutes. This doesn't mean that the effect of "Fanatic Vengeance" would stop after ten minutes, but … after ten minutes, the Avengers would completely burn down due to the overload and melt into a pile of residual energy …
This was a skill that would result in certain death once activated.
Their second skill was even crazier than the first — "Glorious Explosion."
To put it simply, it was self-destruction. They would rush to the place where the enemies were the most concentrated and destroy the control center in their bodies, detonating the specially made super large capacity psionic reactor and all the explosive materials and ammunition on their bodies. A raging psionic reactor could almost tear a light Schilling Destroyer into pieces. Furthermore, the outer armor of these Avengers was made of Nock Stone. When the psionic reactor exploded, this not very sturdy armor would turn into a sky full of deadly shrapnel. A Avenger that charged into the crowd would definitely be more terrifying than the craziest terrorist!
The most common tactic of the Avengers was also very simple. It was to activate "Fanatic Vengeance" the moment they entered the battlefield. After ten minutes of crazy slaughter, they would charge forward and perform "Glorious Explosion," using the craziest and most terrifying method to destroy the enemy's body and spirit.
Now, everyone should be able to tell that the Avengers were a type of disposable weapon. Moreover, it was an extremely unique type of disposable weapon.
When I first learned about this type of soldier, I was truly astonished. Such a crazy and … perverted way of fighting was truly difficult for someone like me, who had lived in a peaceful environment for so many years, to accept. Not only that, using the lives of ordinary soldiers as consumables …
Fortunately, the Shiring Apostles weren't lunatics who disregarded human lives. Although the Avengers were mid-level combat units, they were different from ordinary mid-level Shiring Apostles — they were all mechanical puppets without intelligence. Not to mention basic thinking abilities and independent personality, these simple robots didn't even have a complete memory circuit. After they were activated, they could only record at most ten clear commands and fight under the effect of a simple reflex control system. Other than the appearance of humans, these "female soldiers" were just robots without intelligence. Even though the original purpose of this design was to reduce the cost of this kind of disposable product, to me, the greater significance was to avoid the problem of humanitarianism.
Of course, I still firmly believed that making a special semi-intelligent bomb with the appearance of a human was too much of a joke …
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