The enemy must have delayed us for three days because no one would be stupid enough to send tens of thousands of troops to fill in the Schilling spaceship's cannon crater just to get in touch with us. However, now that Lin Xue's prophecy ability was being interfered with, we had no way of knowing what was happening in the Undercity, which had become the enemy's headquarters.
Of course, this at least revealed to us that the enemy had prepared a huge surprise for us in the Undercity. Otherwise, they wouldn't have spent so much effort to cover the entire Undercity with a barrier to interfere with Lin Xue's spying. You should know that the amount of energy needed to make an entire city disappear from the prophet's eyes was absolutely terrifying. It wasn't any easier than using magic to directly teleport Sargeras from another planet. In other words, I was afraid that we were facing a situation even worse than the Fallen Titan descending personally.
Of course, these things weren't what I was concerned about now. What would come would come. Even if I racked my brains, I wouldn't be able to get the Fallen Apostle's commander to personally answer our questions. What we should be thinking about now was how to eliminate the thousands of … monsters in front of us.
I could only use the word 'monsters' to describe the enemies facing me from afar. They looked like they used to be demons. Bat wings, curved horns, and inverted hooves. These characteristics were all unique to demons. However, these demons had obviously undergone unprecedented modifications, to the point that I didn't know whether I should classify them as living beings or not. A large number of mechanical parts were connected to their bodies. Silver-gray alloy armor seemed to grow out of their bones, covering these monsters' vitals. One of their eyes had been removed through a clumsy surgical operation, and in its place were detection terminals that flickered with a strange red light. Energy pipes that reflected the texture of metal extended from their bodies, and then crudely connected to their semi-mechanical limbs. These modified demons were covered in surgical wounds from head to toe. Those metallic parts that flickered with a cold light were rigidly connected to the biological tissues. Strangely, there wasn't a single drop of blood near these frighteningly huge wounds. It was as though all the blood in these demons' bodies had been drained. However, this was impossible because the area in front of these semi-mechanical demons' chests, which should have been skin, was now covered by a transparent trapezoidal barrier. Through this transparent barrier, I could clearly see their internal organs that were intertwined with mechanical tissues and slowly beating, as well as the dark green blood that flowed slowly between these organs.
This was truly disgusting.
"What the hell is this!?"
Looking at the terrible appearance of the enemies in front of me, I suppressed the churning in my stomach and said with a frown. Shallow Shallow had just arrived by my side. When she heard my words, she lifted her head to look at the enemies in the sky, and revealed a slightly displeased expression. She said in disgust, "This is terrible. I have to cut them into pieces to make them look slightly better."
Just calm down, silly girl! Once your personality changes, I'll see if you don't puke out last year's reunion dinner!
By then, Pandora and the others had also arrived on the platform. The new enemies that appeared in front of them piqued Sandora's interest. She looked at the ugly but unexpectedly disciplined modified bodies that were lined up obediently in the sky. She muttered to herself, "It looks like a combination of a demon and a Schilling mechanical puppet. This kind of assembly technique is really terrible. I'm afraid that even if it was Little Bubble, she would be able to do it better than the creator of these guys."
… I couldn't imagine the scene of my obedient daughter turning into a Frankenstein and assembling these synthetic humans. Besides, don't you feel disgusted at all?
Even though the appearance of these modified demons was filled with all sorts of points of ridicule and disgust, there was one thing I was sure of, and that was that they wouldn't be easy to deal with. First of all, these fellows displayed relatively good discipline when they appeared on the battlefield. They were completely different from the cannon fodder armies that swarmed us like a swarm of bees to set off fireworks. Whether an army was miscellaneous or not didn't depend entirely on their equipment. Sometimes, military discipline, or more strictly speaking, military spirit, was the most important factor in determining whether an army was outstanding or not. And these thousands of monsters in front of me used their discipline to prove to me that this wasn't a random army, but a group of well-trained elites.
On our side, the Shiring Apostles, who were born for battle, had already made their preparations. All of their combat units had already begun charging, and the atmosphere between both sides was on the verge of exploding. Pandora's aide-de-camp, Seves, entered the core protective barrier of the command tower under my command and activated his special ability.
A faintly discernible layer of red light rapidly spread to the entire fleet with the Sky Fortress as the center. Then, it completely disappeared as if it had never appeared in the first place. However, the entire Schilling army's aura underwent a tremendous change after this red light swept past. Even though it couldn't be seen on the surface, we could all sense that these cannon turrets now contained even more astonishing power than before.
This was the special ability of the Commander-type Shiring Apostles, a mystical ability known as "War Call". It used an extremely efficient coordination module to coordinate the firepower of all friendly units within the range of effect, causing them to enter a continuous state of micro-overload. This overload wouldn't cause any hardware damage to the Schilling units, but it would allow them to unleash more than 125% of their combat power. Furthermore, this effect would become more and more obvious as the number of units increased. It wouldn't be a big deal if it was used on a single soldier, but in a large-scale battle, an aura-type ability that could increase the overall combat power of an entire army by 25% would have a terrifying effect. I don't think I need to explain it to all of you.
Even during the large-scale ambush three days ago, Seves didn't use this ability (of course, when we wanted to use it, the fleet had already lost control … What a tragedy …). But now, we had the entire fleet enter a "War Call" state at the first instance. It was evident how much importance we placed on the fusion of the demons and the Shiring Apostles before us.
Here's a friendly interlude: Under normal circumstances, this kind of aura-type commanding ability would be grasped by the highest commander of an army. This was also the most logical situation, but …
I lowered my head to look at Pandora beside me. Although her expression was calm, her entire body was burning with fighting spirit. The only thing missing was the words "I want to fight" written on her face. I let out a long sigh in my heart.
… If the highest commander was a hot-blooded idiot who only knew how to charge forward, I could only rely on my unlucky aide-de-camp to do it for me …
Although Seves' activation of his ability didn't have any spectacular visual effects, it successfully broke the temporary stalemate between us and the enemies. Following the first cannon shot, an electromagnetic cannonball streaked across the dirty sky. At the same time, the demons scattered in all directions and started attacking us fiercely.
"Finally, there are a few slightly stronger monsters. Looks like it's time for us to stretch our muscles."
I swung my arms and loosened my joints. A rare bit of fighting spirit was ignited in me. Then, I raised my hand and waved it in front of me.
"Beat them up! Make sure they don't look in the mirror when they go out! "
"Boom!" Pandora, who had been tortured to the brink of insanity by my "don't fight" theory for the past few days, responded to my call with a powerful psionic cannon. I didn't know when this lass had changed into her silver armor, but she was currently hoisting a psionic cannon that resembled a pillar as she aimed at the sky. Her high excitement caused the ruby glow in her eyes to be so bright that it could blind a dog's eyes. Behind her, a group of floating cannons flew out continuously, and an unprecedented war fortress was gradually taking shape.
Pandora's shot was like a signal. In the next moment, we, who could be said to be the most violent gang in the mortal world, had already taken to the skies, and began to conduct the most violent discipline on this group of synthetic creatures that severely violated human aesthetics.
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