Chapter 589
The "Truth" Arrives at the Battlefield!
Chapter 589 The "Truth" Arrives at the Battlefield!
The fighting in front of the Royal Prison continued. Only when the blue light descended from the sky and enveloped the entire main building of the prison did the sounds of clashing weapons briefly cease.
Many players looked up in surprise.
The moment the players looked up, the dilapidated walls of the Royal Prison seemed to come alive, and the rolling rubble seemed to have a life of its own!
"Cuckoo-"
"Holy crap? What's going on?" Feeling the tremors beneath his feet, [Professional Nuclear Submarine Repairman] looked around in bewilderment.
How come we haven't even defeated the last boss yet, and we already have to fight the second one?!
【One Leaf Knows Autumn】Turning the staff in her hand, the tip of the staff slammed into the ground, and a dark blue demonic light appeared out of thin air, transforming into countless bone spears ready to be unleashed.
However, the next second, even he was so surprised by the scene before him that he couldn't help but blurt out "Holy crap!"
Countless pebbles, drawn by an invisible force, raced upwards, swirling amidst flying sand and stones, eventually forming a giant foot.
The foot continued to extend towards the sky, gradually outlining the leg, then the body, and finally the roar of the rock giant!
"Roar--!"
The giant, tens of meters tall, let out a deafening roar, raised its massive foot weighing tens of thousands of tons, and stomped fiercely onto the battlefield!
"boom--!"
The dozens of undead players at the forefront didn't even have time to dodge before they were turned into mincemeat and flying ashes by this kick.
Looking at this war machine that resembled a god descending to earth, Deathstroke Cassius, who had been on edge the whole time, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then couldn't help but complain.
"Could you be any slower? In a few more minutes, all my men will be dead!"
"Don't get agitated, so many of them have still survived, haven't they?"
Standing behind Cassius, Eddie straightened his slightly disheveled robes and spoke in his usual calm and collected tone.
"And I also want to make a move as soon as possible, but setting up a magic circle is very time-consuming, especially a large-scale magic circle like this, where the flow of every element has to be carefully adjusted."
The second half of the sentence was just bragging; anyway, these magic idiots wouldn't understand it.
However, it is true that the ceremony requires preparation time. Even for a prized student of Lord Omon like him, preparing a ceremony of this scale is by no means an easy task.
As he spoke, Eddie pulled a test tube sealed with mithril from his pocket.
Inside the transparent glass tube, a thick, scarlet liquid flowed, just like blood.
"Blood of God".
Eddie handed the test tube to Cassius, his tone carrying a seductive urge, "Go, Lord Deathstroke, this is the final part of the ritual."
"The altar in the dungeon is ready. Once you consume it, you will complete your final coronation... and don the true crown."
Cassius snatched the potion, feeling the terrifying energy it contained, and the resentment in his eyes was instantly replaced by greed.
The rich aura of "holy water" was wafting towards us, a power hundreds or even thousands of times greater than that of ordinary "holy water"!
The liquefied deity was given a concrete form at this moment.
Not only Cassius, but even Eddie's eyes flashed with envy, sighing that his mentor was really lucky to have this guy.
However, there's nothing to regret.
It is said that divinity can overshadow a part of one's personality; the more divine the elements, the less human the elements. Those who achieve godhood quickly skip not only the accumulated cultivation of life but also the accumulated process of adjustment.
Taking shortcuts doesn't come without a price.
"This is yours!" Cassius walked into the depths of the dungeon without looking back, never glancing at his men who were still fighting valiantly.
Eddie watched him walk away, then nodded slightly in greeting.
I will buy you time.
As soon as he finished speaking, he revealed the magic wand in his hand, and his gentle and calm face was gradually replaced by a crazy and distorted expression.
The troublesome guy is finally gone—
Now, it's time to show these mortals what true power is!
Behind him, hundreds of scholars dressed in gray robes appeared like ghosts, their staffs gleaming with a uniform light.
As the light shone, the paving stones of the prison square cracked again, but this time, instead of rock giants, countless alchemical golems made of metal emerged!
They buried this equipment here a long time ago!
Looking at the monster that had suddenly appeared in the square, the revolutionary soldiers who were standing on the rooftops with their guns set up to provide support all showed solemn expressions.
Who would have thought the tomb keeper had such a trump card hidden in his hands!
These tireless metal golems wielded chainsaws and hammers, like a torrent of steel, colliding violently with the sea of skeletons formed by the players.
The sound of metal and bone shattering echoed through the sky.
Although these alchemical golems had an absolute advantage in weight, the Demon King's sea of skeletons was clearly not weak either, especially since the skulls of each skeleton soldier shone with the light of intelligence!
They weren't just going to their deaths.
They would jam the golems' joints with bone fragments or detonate explosives in the crowd, doing everything they could to inflict damage on the golems.
Fayet, watching from afar, was deeply shocked.
He believes it now.
Perhaps, as Lord Shadow says, these undead are indeed holy spirits sent by Saint Sith. The souls of our ancestors have returned to this land in the name of the Holy War…
Seeing the stalemate, Eddie's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his crazed face.
The undead were more troublesome than he had expected; it was the first time he had ever seen a sea of skeletons that could withstand an alchemical golem.
According to common sense.
His golem should have been able to cut through everything like watermelons or vegetables, eliminating every single undead that had invaded the royal prison.
“...a bunch of dying ants.” Eddie sneered inwardly, his wand changing again as he channeled even purer energy into the distant rock giant.
Just as he was about to command the giant to completely crush the undead, the sky above the prison suddenly darkened.
A chill more biting than the cold wind suddenly enveloped the entire land!
Sensing the gathering of magical elements, Eddie's pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately gave an order to the many mages behind him.
"Prepare defensive magic!"
A deep blue light emanated from the wands in everyone's hands, forming a large net out of thin air.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, a group of pointy-eared spellcasters completed their final preparations. Led by a night elf draped in purple robes, they raised their staffs high.
"...I hereby call upon the coming of winter, may you freeze all falsehood with your boundless majesty!"
The person chanting the incantation was none other than Helen Moonblade of the Graywind Tribe, her purple cloak fluttering behind her tall figure.
She now possesses platinum-level strength, surpassing her father and becoming a new generation demon general highly valued by the Demon King!
As the incantation was completed, a blizzard, mixed with ice spikes several times sharper than bone spears, descended from the sky like divine punishment!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The ice spikes slammed into the rock giant, creating a series of loud bangs.
The giant, who was originally slow but full of power, was now covered with a thick layer of frost, and the rocks at his joints became brittle and cracked due to the extreme cold.
At the same time, the raging blizzard also crashed into the magical shield above Eddie's head, producing a series of muffled thuds as stones struck the city walls!
Eddie's lips twitched.
What wild power!
but--
To think you can take him down with this little bit of skill is to underestimate the orthodox magicians of Xuebang!
A sinister smile crept across his lips, and the magic wand in his hand transformed once more, giving the rock giant a shield as thick as a city wall, pointing straight up into the sky.
"Roar--!"
The rock giant let out a roar.
The heavy earth element and the violent frost collided in the sky above the battlefield, exploding into magnificent yet deadly elemental storms!
Faced with this apocalyptic scene, the players who were at the center of the battlefield reacted very differently from the insurgents and citizens in the distance.
The light flickering in that soul fire showed no fear, no despair, only an undisguised excitement and madness.
Holy crap! This expansion is awesome!
"The lighting effects are absolutely amazing!" A player named [Pure-hearted Big Mother Donkey] shouted at the top of his lungs as he swung his rusty iron sword at the golem.
"This is so exciting!" [Iron-Blooded Fat Otaku] controlled a skeleton missing an arm, nimbly weaving around the giant's feet to trim his toenails.
Just then, a familiar figure rushed over from the direction of the respawn point.
That was [Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles], who had just experienced his third death and was resurrected as a ghoul. Although he only had a pitchfork in his hand, he still charged forward with the heroic spirit of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me".
"Hahaha! The Great Cemetery! I'm back!"
[Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles] let out a joyful roar.
The only great thing about this expansion is that you can resurrect without any worries, which is much more comfortable than being in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
Because it's an undead character and was given away as a gift during an event, I won't feel bad even if it breaks, and I can enjoy the thrill of fighting without any worries!
This experience is absolutely addictive.
"Brothers! Charge with me! Let's blow that rock golem to smithereens!"
However, his excitement lasted less than two seconds before a huge ice spike, which had gone off course, fell from the sky and hit him squarely on the forehead.
"boom--"
The newly resurrected guild leader hadn't even touched the enemy's toes before he was reduced to dust once again.
Screams erupted from behind him.
"Lock, big brother—!"
"Depend on!"
"Turn off the 'Friendship Injury' setting!"
Unfortunately, only the players themselves can understand that gibberish; no translation crystals were given to them in this expansion.
Meanwhile, Helen Moonblade, who was hiding in the alley leading her people in casting spells, had no time to pay attention and was busy weaving the next incantation.
The magicians of Xuebang are indeed not easy to deal with.
A bead of cold sweat had already appeared on her forehead, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.
For—the Demon King!
Her pupils gradually turned a deep blue, as if covered with a layer of frost, and wisps of blue light drifted toward the tip of the staff held high above her head.
At that very moment, the blizzard seemed to intensify, and the falling icicles suddenly grew larger!
In the distance, Sherry Moonblade, who had put away her bow and arrows, stared intently at the unusual movement in the sky, her fists clenched tightly in tension.
Keep it up, sister!
……
The fighting in the Royal Prison Square continued, while in the deepest dungeon of the prison, the air was as thick and sticky as congealed blood.
Cassius stood before the altar, which exuded an aura of blasphemy, his fingers tightly gripping the vial of the potion called "Blood of God."
The ruby-like liquid flowed slowly in the glass tube, reflecting his face, which was etched with fanaticism and greed.
Ascension to Godhood—
Right now!
Without the slightest hesitation, he tilted his head back and drank the viscous liquid down in one gulp!
"Snapped--"
The mithril-sealed test tube shattered on the ground.
Cassius instinctively covered his throat with both hands, knelt down on the rune-covered floor tiles, and let out a beast-like roar.
"what!!!"
Intense pain exploded within him instantly; it was the rejection reaction caused by the mortal body's inability to withstand divine matter!
The backlash from that karma far exceeded the backlash from swallowing a mortal's soul; it was as if he had just drunk not a potion, but a vat of molten iron!
This is...
The price of becoming a god?
Enduring the excruciating pain, Cassius gritted his teeth and found his skin cracking and his bones breaking and reforming with a series of popping sounds.
A surge of pure power flowed into his veins, as if what flowed within them was no longer blood, but instead scalding spiritual energy!
At the moment when the pain reached its peak, the real world collapsed before his eyes, replaced by a hazy and vast red mist.
He saw an endless graveyard.
Blood rained down from the sky without ceasing, and everywhere one looked there were mountains of corpses and seas of bones!
Above the mountain of bones stood a magnificent, crimson castle. A knight clad in black armor stood at the city gate, his cold, bloodthirsty eyes fixed on him beneath a black mask.
Cassius held his breath, about to draw the dagger from his waist, only to find it empty. What terrified him even more was that he, standing there, possessed not a trace of supernatural power—
Just like ordinary people.
“This is… a domain?!” Cassius’s eyes widened.
Before he could even adjust to the rules that had been silently rewritten, the knight in black armor appeared in front of him in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, the black greatsword had pierced his heart!
puff-
The sound of swords piercing flesh traveled to Cassius's brain, along with a surge of anger, despair, and all sorts of negative emotions.
Life force is rapidly fading away.
However, another force is growing rapidly!
Just as his consciousness was about to fade away, a mysterious feeling surged into his heart.
He was then surprised to discover that he had not actually died.
Or rather—
The person who died was not him.
But it is a mortal body!
With the third blink, his soul had already entered the black armor.
A massive, black sword was in his hand, and before him lay a desiccated corpse, flakes of skin falling from its hideous face.
Feeling that surging power, Cassius felt a surge of ecstasy deep within his soul, and the entire crimson space trembled slightly with his joy—
Every inch of this soil is cheering, celebrating the birth of a new god!
As the one who possesses infinite power, Cassius felt stronger than ever before, as if he were the master of everything in the world!
"...This really is beyond my expectations." He muttered to himself, feeling the solid hilt of the sword, and a ferocious and arrogant smile gradually appeared on his upturned lips.
Faintly, he heard bells tolling from the depths of the blood-red castle—
It's time for the death knell to be heard by the ants beyond the realm of gods!
……
Meanwhile, the battle in front of the main prison building is reaching a fever pitch!
Eddie stood in the center of the magic circle, his staff weaving intricate patterns of magical light.
Taking advantage of the terrain and the pre-arranged defensive array, he commanded the alchemical golems to firmly suppress the horde of skeletons attacking from the front, and even managed to spare some energy to counter the magical bombardment from the night elves in the distance. "A bunch of rabble, they think they can break through the Academy's defenses?"
Eddie's lips curled into a contemptuous sneer.
However, that smile didn't last long.
The originally tight defensive barrier of the tower suddenly rippled with an eerie wave.
A pitch-black shadow pierced through the shield, strong enough to withstand a thousand pounds of frost, without triggering any alarm.
That was the shadow in the corner, a double blind spot for both physical and magical defenses!
"Who goes there?!"
The two silver-level mages who were maintaining the shield only saw a flash of black light before their eyes, and then felt a chill in their throats.
They clutched their necks in terror, but could not stop the blood from gushing from between their fingers. They collapsed without even being able to utter a complete incantation.
The spellcaster's death caused the defenses at one corner of the tower to collapse instantly, and a slender figure appeared in the shattered barrier.
The dagger twirled in Thanos's fingertips, his red-glowing eyes fixed on Eddie in the center of the formation.
"Interesting magic."
Before he finished speaking, Thanos vanished again, transforming into a black lightning bolt aimed straight for Eddie's throat.
The sudden assassination attempt caused Eddie's expression to change drastically.
However, being an experienced magician, he did not lose his composure and unhesitatingly tore apart a black and gold scroll hidden in his sleeve.
A flash of lightning shattered the barrier of the subspace, and a warrior made entirely of high-purity magic crystal burst forth from the sky.
It had no facial features, its body was sharply defined, and every joint seemed to be inlaid with a sharp blade. It exuded a suffocating magical aura, but what was even more suffocating was its chilling killing intent.
It's as if it's a machine born to kill!
"clang--!"
A deafening clang of metal echoed beneath the tower!
Thanos's dagger pierced the crystal warrior's arm, its sharpness capable of cutting through magic steel, yet it only left a shallow white mark!
This crystal warrior's defense is astonishing; it actually managed to block the fatal blow from the diamond-level assassin!
The immense recoil caused Thanos to stumble back two steps!
The crystal warrior seized the opportunity to swing his enormous crystal fist and blade, creating gusts of wind as he chased after the retreating Shadow Demon General!
Seeing the assassin forced back, Eddie, still shaken, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his arrogant expression returned to his face.
"It's no use. This is my mentor's most prized creation—'Eternal Guardian'! Its hardness is comparable to dragon scales, and it has no life. Your poisons and assassination techniques have no effect on it!"
Sage Ormon Sigold is most skilled in the study of the soul realm, but few know of his expertise in magic crystal carving and golem design.
His expertise extends beyond dissecting and studying souls; he also infuses souls into inanimate objects!
In just a few breaths, two lightning-fast figures collided with the tower, creating dozens of sparks, and the raging air currents left shocking scratches on the ancient granite bricks!
Without the added benefit of the Magic Eye, the mages standing here could hardly see the two figures fighting.
Eddie waved his staff, repairing the broken barrier and casting two more shields on himself. Only after confirming it was safe did he sneer and utter a sarcastic remark.
"It seems that the power behind these ants is nothing more than this."
Ping!
The clang of metal clashing rang out again. Thanos used his dagger to cut off the crystal blade that was flying towards him, and used the momentum to create distance between himself and the Eternal Guardian.
Looking at the flawless crystalline mass, and then at Eddie hiding behind it with a smug look on his face, he steadied himself and adjusted his breathing.
"Oh?"
Faced with Eddie's provocation, he wasn't angry; he just gave a forced smile, as if he'd heard a really lame joke.
He sheathed the indestructible dagger and slowly reached into his robes. When he pulled his hand out again, he held a quaintly designed revolver in his palm.
The long barrel was engraved with intricate runes, the upright hammer was like the minute hand of a clock face, and the bullet, forged from the hour hand, had been pressed into the chamber.
"Then I'd like to see how many years your so-called eternity is worth."
Even the hardest stone cannot withstand the erosion of time.
Thanos whispered and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"boom--!"
The gun barrel spewed not only gunpowder smoke, but also an invisible ripple. In the hazy distance, a gigantic four-sided clock slammed down on the face of the crystalline warrior poised to charge!
A bizarre scene then unfolded.
The crystal warrior, struck by the bullet, froze in place, as if the surrounding turbulent air had been paused. The once indestructible runic crystal suddenly darkened and became cloudy at a visible speed... eventually, a layer of fine cracks appeared on its surface.
The spiderweb of time has wrapped around its entire body.
In that black and white world, a second felt like ten thousand years!
"Snap—"
With a soft, crisp sound, the crystal warrior, who had even troubled diamond-level experts, instantly turned into a pile of grayish-white quartz powder.
As Eddie watched the dust disperse with the cold wind, his smile froze completely, and his expression gradually turned into terror.
"What is this thing?!"
This was completely beyond his understanding of magic!
Could it be—
Is it a domain?!
Before he could recover from the shock, the hammer was raised again, the dark muzzle of the gun pointed directly at his forehead.
Thanos lowered the brim of his hat slightly, revealing a set of menacing white teeth beneath a ferocious smile.
"get out of class is over, Professor."
As soon as the words were spoken, the hammer fell again!
However, at that moment, a sudden change occurred!
Just as the power of time was about to pierce through the brow of the magician, a black and red beam of light that pierced the heavens and the earth suddenly burst forth from the ground of the Royal Prison without warning!
Thanos's pupils suddenly contracted.
What is that...?!
The changes were so fast that there was no time to think. A black and red beam of light tore through the earth, pierced through the tower, and soared into the sky!
The sky, which was originally covered by ice and snow, was instantly dyed a suffocating blood red, and the rolling dark clouds turned into an endless, surging sea of blood!
Helen, who was holding her wand high, suddenly felt a sweet taste in her throat, a trickle of blood welled up from the corner of her mouth, and she groaned as she nearly fainted.
Fortunately, her clansmen supported her from behind, preventing her from falling.
“What terrifying power…” Standing beside Helen, a night elf couldn’t help but let out a soft exclamation.
The oppressive aura that defied description was like the reflection of the entire city of Roland in the sky, making even the rock giants standing in the prison appear insignificant!
That's a power comparable to that of gods!
Under the influence of this force, the laws of the real world begin to distort, and the power to rewrite the rules is rewritten once again.
The "clock hand," formed by condensing time from the lives of thousands of people, was actually snapped in two!
"Ding."
The bullet, stripped of its divine power, struck the magical shield in front of Eddie with a crisp impact before rolling to the ground.
Thanos's eyes widened, his usually composed face now showing disbelief.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of arrogant laughter erupted, and Eddie, bathed in blood-red light, opened his arms, his face transforming from fear into manic triumph.
"Hahaha! Do you see that? This is the power of God!"
It worked!
This will be his proudest work of his life. He has successfully created an unprecedented god using the hatred and fear of millions of people!
Its divine title is "Usurper"!
The sacred and unshakable holy light will begin to crumble from this ancient capital!
The epic of the continent of Os—
From this moment on, everything will be completely rewritten!
"The old laws have failed! Before the new gods, your prized artifact is nothing but a useless piece of scrap metal!"
Eddie waved his staff, and the surrounding space began to tremble. Countless magical missiles coalesced behind him, each one imbued with terrifying power.
The same was true of the monk standing behind him.
They all unscrewed the medicine bottles, drank the azure liquid, and then a ghostly blue light emanated from their pupils…
From this moment on, they will truly give it their all!
"Now it's your turn, you rat!"
Sensing the surging power, Thanos's expression became more rigid than ever before, and even with his diamond-level strength, he dared not be careless.
He quickly put away the revolver that had lost its divine power, and put the two daggers back in his hands, their tips shrouded in dark shadows.
Just as he was preparing to go all out, he suddenly heard a slight vibration in the air, and a faint rumbling sound came from the sky above.
Thanos was slightly startled, but then his expression turned to ecstatic joy, and a playful smile returned to his tense lips.
Seemingly noticing the change in his expression, Eddie's arrogant laughter abruptly stopped, like a duck being choked.
His fierce-looking but cowardly eyes flickered with a hint of surprise and uncertainty as he cautiously rebuked him.
"why are you laughing?!"
Thanos ignored him, simply raising his head and looking past the tower behind Eddie, which had been partially shaved off, towards the blood-red, churning sky.
A strong sense of unease welled up in Eddie's heart.
He subconsciously turned his head and followed Thanos's gaze, looking towards the end of the sky.
At that very moment, his pupils contracted sharply as he saw a massive airship, resembling an aerial fortress, emerging from the clouds with an oppressive aura.
"Waaaaah—!"
The melodious sound of the steam whistle was like the mournful cry of a whale, as if even the blood-red clouds were torn to pieces by the sound of the whistle.
A huge shadow was cast over the battlefield, and the revolutionaries standing on the roof looked up, their faces filled with astonishment.
Including Marshal Fayet, who was standing at the rear.
And there's Sir Skadkin, hiding in the alleyways.
Or perhaps it's Newster hiding in his lover's room, or the stonemasons like Bart and Nat hiding underground with their encyclopedias...
“By Saint Sith above…” a citizen carrying a Roxay rifle murmured, taking off the hat he was wearing so he could see better.
Steam and rivets are perfectly integrated, a brutal interpretation of industrial aesthetics, like a moving spectacle.
Suspended beneath the massive airbags was a hull made of interwoven steel and wood, with runes shimmering faintly. Even more awe-inspiring were the sails hanging on either side and the propellers at the ends.
With the appearance of this colossal beast that rules the sky, even the crimson divine might paled in comparison, its gaze stolen by an even more astonishing spectacle.
Eddie's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared blankly at the giant ship sailing through the sea of clouds, and unconsciously uttered, "By Saint Sith."
Of course he recognized that thing—
That is the emblem of a scientific faction that was ostracized by the academic community!
He never expected that the ordinary airship would be transformed into this by the "natives" of the lower reaches of the Benliu River!
“…Colin?!” A magician couldn’t help but exclaim in disbelief; he had clearly taken the prince’s science classes.
However, instead of the greetings from an old friend, he was met with the chilling sound of machinery running.
"Click-click-click—"
The heavy armor plates on the belly of the airship slowly slid open to the sides, extending downwards into a thick, menacing metal cannon barrel.
If soldiers from the New World were standing here, they would surely scream in astonishment upon seeing this scene.
Magic Crystal Cannon!
The Duchy of Campbell, located far to the northeast of the Whirlpool Sea, has somehow managed to revive the lost technology of magic crystal cannons.
The raging magical elements condensed under the principle of turbocharging, piling up into a dazzling cone of light at the front of the cannon muzzle.
If the magic crystal cannons deployed on the Hell Front are version 1.0, then the ones currently suspended on the airship are version 3.0.
The magic workshop in the Great Tomb had upgraded and improved the magic crystal cannon a long time ago, but it had never been put into use on the battlefield.
Since it's unnecessary to use it against ordinary opponents, I think the "big firecrackers" produced by the magic workshop are enough.
Prince Colin had to put in some real effort to deal with these old friends from the academic community.
Inside the cockpit of the airship.
Luo Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the battlefield below, which was radiating a blood-red light, with great interest.
To his surprise, the surging spiritual energy actually came from two directions. One force naturally came from the royal prison, while the other came from the royal palace in Roland City... where a power resembling divinity had actually been born?
"...Incredible, Lord Demon King, Xuebang actually created two gods in the same city?" Floating beside Luo Yan, Youyou pressed herself tightly against the glass window, muttering softly.
This time, Luo Yan didn't shut it up because it had provided a rare and useful piece of information.
Two gods? Are you sure you're not seeing things?
“No mistake!” Youyou nodded her little head vigorously and said seriously, “And it’s strange, although they are separate, they seem to grow together. It’s like… one is a leaf, and the other is a fruit.”
Twin deities?
Luo Yan slightly raised his eyebrows.
Standing behind Luo Yan, the group of elite vampires stared in astonishment at the ground.
Shernet swallowed hard, glancing nervously at the man whom Lady Vivian called "brother".
Regardless of whether he is Vivian's brother or not, such strength already warrants serious attention from the true Duchy of Colin...
It is worth mentioning that, since this operation involves military intent and the opponent is "Scholarship," Colin's students are not here.
They are currently attending classes at Thunder City University.
The "Truth," which has been handed over to the Clock Tower, was modified by engineers from the Great Necropolis and is currently being operated by the undead and demons of the Great Necropolis.
A little devil flew to Luo Yan's side and respectfully reported.
"Demon King! The giant cannon is locked on and ready to fire at any time!"
Luo Yan nodded slightly, then looked at Vivian, who was excitedly leaning against the window.
Her face was flushed with excitement as she looked at the cannon barrel gathering energy, her crimson eyes sparkling with intoxication.
This little vampire has probably forgotten that back in Shanghai, he was severely taught a lesson by the 0.5 beta version of the Magic Crystal Cannon.
However, Luo Yan's expression immediately became somewhat subtle.
Maybe she hasn't actually forgotten.
“Brother! Can I have the order to fire? If it won’t cause you any trouble…” Noticing Luo Yan’s gaze, Vivian said shyly, fiddling with her fingers and blushing slightly.
Luo Yan smiled faintly, showing no sign of being petty.
Anyway, that's the most unimportant job.
"can."
"Thank you, elder brother!"
A surprised smile bloomed on Vivian's face, and then she appeared in the command position in the cockpit in a flash.
The cone of light condensed at the cannon's muzzle finally expanded to its limit, and at the same time, that despairing light reflected in the pupils of all the mages and Eddie...
Her cheeks flushed with excitement, Vivian raised her right hand high, then swung it forcefully forward.
"fire!!!"
(End of this chapter)