Chapter 1091 7rd
Chapter 1091 7rd
That enormous void gate that witnessed the distant horizon.
The storefront swayed slightly.
A large number of creatures emerged again.
This time, instead of swarms of reptiles or flying aberrations, a completely new and chilling monster emerged.
They resemble giant, elongated worms or centipedes, with more than a dozen pairs of sharp, shimmering, purplish-black metallic legs covering their sides, supporting them as they crawl at high speed on the ground.
Most striking are their backs—completely covered by a huge, smooth, crystalline carapace that appears to contain flowing purple lava.
At the front end of this massive crystalline shell, there are dozens of honeycomb-like holes, and a dangerous purple light shimmers deep within them.
"What the hell is that?!"
On the Frostridge Watchtower, Tommy pointed at the newly appeared monsters and shouted in a terrified voice.
No answer was needed; these monsters, instantly marked as "Crystal Cannon Crawlers" by the Night Watchers' tactical recorders, immediately demonstrated their effectiveness.
They stopped crawling at high speed, and the huge purple crystalline shells on their backs suddenly lit up.
The dense purple energy mist that filled the air, emanating from the slain void creatures, seemed to be strongly attracted and frantically converged towards those honeycomb-like holes.
The purple light accumulating deep within the hole grew brighter and brighter, and the energy fluctuations increased dramatically.
"Sizzle—whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!"
The sharp, piercing sounds of something cutting through the air blended together.
Dozens, even hundreds, of fist-sized, sharp amethyst projectiles, formed purely from highly compressed void energy crystals, sprayed out of those holes like a torrential rain.
These amethyst projectiles were extremely fast, far exceeding any previous ranged attack. They streaked through the air in deadly purple streaks, their targets aimed directly at the floating towers in the sky that were causing devastating damage to the tides on the ground.
A purple crystal projectile struck one of the outer floating towers first.
The energy shield surrounding the tower flickered violently, emitting a piercing overload hum. Although it barely managed to block the attack, the entire tower was violently shaken by the enormous impact, and the stabilizing runes on the tower base dimmed slightly in an instant.
However, this is just the beginning!
More amethyst shells followed closely, and in a very insidious manner, they concentrated their fire on several floating towers in the same airspace! A saturation attack.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
A series of explosions resounded in the air.
Purple energy fragments and corrosive energy streams scattered like fireworks.
A floating tower, whose shield energy had been somewhat depleted in the previous battle, had its shield burst like a soap bubble after being bombarded by more than ten amethyst shells.
The next second, a deadly amethyst projectile slammed into the energy transmission node in the middle of the tower.
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A sickening corrosive sound rang out. The area hit was instantly covered by a dense purple crystal, which then spread and proliferated wildly as if it were alive.
The hard alloy tower body groaned under the corrosive force of the void crystals, and its structure was rapidly destroyed and disintegrated.
In just a few seconds, nearly a third of the floating tower was swallowed by the amethyst, the tower body was severely twisted and deformed, the energy pipes ruptured, and an out-of-control flow of energy was ejected.
The entire tower swayed precariously, losing its ability to remain stable and levitate, and began to tilt and fall toward the ground.
"Quickly! Initiate emergency landing procedures! Engineering team! Repair team! Get up there immediately! Cut off the contaminated parts! Hurry!"
The engineering commander's roar echoed through the defense line's communication channels.
At the last moment, the damaged floating tower activated its emergency power, dragging its wreckage and the ever-spreading amethyst as it wobbled and plummeted toward the emergency repair area reserved behind the defense line.
The Night Watch alchemists and construct repair teams, who had been waiting in the wings, swarmed forward like worker ants. Blazing cutting beams and purification runes lit up instantly as they raced against time to salvage this precious moment in the war.
Poppot, witnessing this from the sky, let out a cold snort through his small nose, his round ears twitching slightly with anger.
"Hmph! As expected, they have such long-range energy projection units! The locusts that have destroyed countless worlds really do have an endless variety of tricks up their sleeves!"
Her eyes gleamed with a knowing light, showing no sign of panic as her dainty fingers swiftly swiped across the virtual interface in front of her.
"Fortunately, we were prepared! Activate the 'phase shift array'!"
At her command, countless circular devices, each the size of a washbasin and composed of intricately nested silver metal rings, instantly activated atop the walls of the Sighing Barrier and atop those massive, rhomboid watchtowers.
Their surfaces flow with spatial energy like water ripples, forming miniature, high-speed magic circles.
When the second and third waves of deadly amethyst cannonballs roared out from the backs of those crystal cannon crawlers and shot towards the floating towers and key nodes of the city walls, these inconspicuous "phase offset arrays" came into play.
There was no explosion from the collision of energy, no flashing light from the shield.
The amethyst projectiles that were being fired seemed to crash into invisible, slippery walls at tricky angles as they approached.
Their flight paths suddenly took a bizarre turn.
Some shells, like pebbles skipping across water, were violently deflected high into the sky, turning into useless purple meteors that disappeared into the clouds.
Some were forcibly turned around and plunged headlong into the surging swarm of ground insects beside them, exploding into a purple, bloody firework.
Others were deflected laterally and shot obliquely towards the open ice field to the side, blasting deep craters in the distance.
The originally dense, precise, and deadly rain of amethyst shells became chaotic and scattered under the effect of the "phase shift array," with the vast majority deviating from their intended targets, thus drastically reducing the threat to the Night Watchers' defense system.
"Spatial deflection force field..."
As Kana watched this exquisite scene, his eyes revealed undisguised admiration.
He glanced at Popper beside him, who had a "praise me" look on his face, and nodded. "Using microscopic spatial folds to create an asymmetric gravitational lens, we can cleverly deflect high-speed solid projectiles..."
“A very clever approach, Popper. It’s much more efficient and energy-saving than a direct confrontation or interception.”
Popper raised his chin smugly, his white fur seeming to shine even brighter: "Of course! Dealing with these high-speed solid projectiles, changing their 'path' is much easier than blocking them. Let's see what other tricks they can pull."
On the defensive line, the soldiers who witnessed the amethyst shells being mysteriously "bounced" erupted in cheers of relief once again.
That invisible spatial barrier, at this moment, was more reassuring to them than any steel wall.
After a brief exchange of techniques, the battle once again entered a brutal and protracted phase of attrition.
On the icy plains, the purple tide and steel continue their silent roar and collision.
…………
A week has passed since the Void Gate tore open the wounds of the world of Aegir in Silent Bay.
These seven days were the seven days in which the beings of Aegira forged a dam with steel, magic, and flesh, and single-handedly withstood the world-ending torrent.
The once crystal-clear blue Tahrir Arctic ice field is now completely stained with a filthy deep purple.
The sky was no longer the broken azure, but had been replaced by a suffocating, ever-surging, deep purple curtain. That purple seemed to possess a life of its own, slowly devouring the world's light, its edges almost hanging over the head of the Wailing Wall's defenses.
On the frozen earth, spiderweb-like void fissures were everywhere, like festering wounds on the earth, gushing out nauseating purple energy streams that polluted every inch of frozen soil.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of ozone, the smell of burning, and a deeper, more unsettling abyss-like atmosphere.
As far as the eye could see, there was only a despairing purple tide.
In the sky, three or four "world-devouring floating whales" that resembled moving mountains slowly and with a destructive sense of oppression swam at low altitude.
Their enormous shadows, covered with purplish-black tumors and clusters of crystals, loomed over the soldiers fighting a bloody battle below.
Just as one of the floating whales was about to pass a key defensive line, a golden meteor that tore through the air suddenly pierced the sky!
"Pfft—Boom!"
The golden spear of holy light pierced precisely into the massive head of the floating whale, unleashing a torrent of immense divine energy that forcefully pinned the arrogant behemoth to the ground, slamming it heavily onto the icy plain and sending up a shower of ice shards mixed with purplish-black blood.
The Holy Light Church's Holy Spear Son, a legendary level 13 powerhouse clad in dazzling golden armor with a resolute face, appeared at the top of the city wall.
He was slightly out of breath, clearly exhausted from that incredible throw, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
He raised his hand, and another spear made entirely of light appeared in his hand. He swung it fiercely at the void creatures swarming down from below the city like ants.
"Holy Light - Cleanse!"
Golden waves of light surged out in a fan shape, like the hottest lava sweeping across filthy snow.
The void creatures touched by the light waves let out mournful cries and instantly turned into ashes like melting ice and snow, clearing a large fan-shaped blank area in the dense purple tide.
Pure holy light spread across the city walls, warm and powerful, dispelling the chill and fear in the hearts of some soldiers.
"Hold on! For the world behind us!"
The voice of the Holy Lance Child echoed throughout the defensive line, inspiring the warriors.
Holy light burst forth from his heart, infecting all the warriors around him.
The soldiers gritted their teeth, shields pressed against the edge of the city wall, and spears, swords, and enchanted guns slashed, thrust, and fired wildly at the monsters that kept climbing and surging up below.
Beneath their feet, every brick of the city wall was soaked in thick, purplish-black blood and broken limbs.
Yes, the world is being slowly and irreversibly dragged into the abyss of emptiness.
The ever-approaching deep purple in the sky is a concrete manifestation of the void's process of "devouring and enveloping" itself.
The closer it gets, the faster the void rift opens, and the closer it gets to the core of the defense.
Even though the Night Watchers' "Sinful Skyfire" main cannon, magic turret thunderstorms, and "Annihilation-level" death rays were constantly creating devastating explosions in the distance, clearing out large swathes of monsters.
It could not completely stop the seemingly endless purple tide, which relentlessly and persistently assaulted the foundations of the Sighing Barrier.
However, the Wall of Sighs still stands.
The core strategic goal established by the World Alliance from its inception.
Control the speed at which the void spreads, synchronizing it with the speed at which the world is being swallowed and covered.
This week's bloody battle proved to be a success, even a glorious one.
They did not allow these destroyers from another dimension to break free of the ice field's restraints and spread into the interior of the Lebia continent within a week of their emergence.
With their iron will and sophisticated defense system, they firmly confined this world-ending torrent within the pre-designated "millstone" area.
This bought precious time for the expansion of the divine kingdom and the relocation of civilians in the rear.
Every minute and every second of delay means a greater chance of survival for hundreds of millions of lives.
This means that future defense and delaying tactics will be much smoother.
The focus shifts to a section of the city wall that suffered a devastating destruction.
This is a section of the defensive line on the flank of the "Frostridge Watchtower".
In the morning, a sturdy tower was completely destroyed by the saturation bombardment of the "Crystal Cannon Crawlers," and the city wall below was also smashed open by a giant void creature resembling a battering ram, leaving a ferocious gap ten meters wide.
At this moment, a surging purple wave is rushing wildly inward from this gap, like a flood bursting its banks.
The Alliance commander guarding this spot, a human general with deep scars on his face, had a hoarse voice:
"B7 Floating Tower! Cover the area in front of the breach! Saturation fire! Quickly!!"
"Third and Fourth Squadrons! Push forward! Use the shield wall to push back the scum pouring in! Buy time for the engineering team!!"
In the sky, the nearest floating tower turned its cannons around, and the magic array engraved on the tower body lit up with a dazzling light.
The next instant, a barrage of frost nova shells and scorching alchemical fire shells rained down on the ice field outside the breach.
The violent explosion instantly cleared a large area, temporarily halting the onslaught of monsters.
"For our homeland! Push—!"
The company commander roared and led his heavily armored soldiers, each wielding a giant shield, to form an iron wall and launch a counter-charge against the monsters surging through the breach.
Swords flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The soldiers rammed their shields and pushed back with their bodies, gradually forcing the monster horde that had already rushed into the breach to retreat, thus exposing the breach once again.
The moment the breach reappeared, several Night Watch technicians, dressed in special engineering exoskeletons and who had been waiting in the rear, rushed forward like cheetahs.
They sprayed high-intensity, rapidly solidifying alloy foam from their hands, while soft, silvery-white beams of light were projected from the "iron flower structure" in the sky.
This beam of light contains the power of the rules of the miniature divine kingdom of "Light of Descent," precisely guiding the rapidly solidifying material, like the most skillful hand repairing the broken barriers of the world.
The damaged city wall structure rapidly reassembled, hardened, and mended itself in the light, and the broken rune lines were reconnected and lit up.
The whole process was so fast it was dazzling. In less than a minute, the huge gap had disappeared, replaced by a smooth, solid city wall with runes flowing like new, even stronger than before.
"Gap repair complete! Perfect!"
General Scar clenched his fist, his voice tinged with the excitement of surviving a close call.
"Defensive formation! Third and Fourth Squadrons, withdraw to safe positions for rest and reorganization!"
Similar scenes played out throughout the long defensive line. (End of Chapter)
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