136: Chapter 136: Artillery Barrage, Decapitation of the Alien Race

Chapter 136: Artillery Fire Cleansing the Ground, Decapitating the Alien Race

On the northern mountains, two hundred Purple Mansion heavy artillery cannons completed their Formation connections. Runes lit up on the cannon bodies forged from blood essence ore, and the Artillery Battalion commander raised the military flag.

In front of the spatial rift, it was crammed with the remaining Scale Demons and five Deep Sea Demon Lizards. The seawater restricted their movement and also blocked the rear army Formation inside the narrow passage.

Wang Mu stood at the master console, and the spirit-detecting disk completed coordinate calibration. The two hundred heavy artillery cannons were divided into four groups, locking onto the Demon Lizards, the rear army, and both flanks of the passage respectively.

He did not open fire immediately. The shield wall was less than a hundred zhang away from the Demon Lizards, and if the artillery shells' landing points deviated by a few feet, it would drag his own vanguard army into the coverage area.

"Shield Formation, hear my order! Contract by ten zhang after three breaths, the Heavy Armor Army will take over the pressure, and the Artillery Battalion will fire a volley according to the first sequence."

Three thousand Shield Soldierss simultaneously lifted their heavy shields, pushing away the Scale Demons ahead with the rebound force of the xueming mysterious armor, and the battle line retreated in accordance with the military flag.

The Scale Demons thought the Human Race army Formation could not withstand the impact of the Demon Lizards, so the surviving vanguard pressed forward once more, attempting to seize the gap left when the shield wall moved.

They had only charged a few dozen steps when the rear Heavy Armor Army had already lowered their shields to seal the Formation. Three layers of blood-colored Formation screens rose simultaneously, widening the distance between both sides.

The military flag in the Artillery Battalion commander's hand fell, and the first group of fifty heavy artillery cannons opened fire first. Pure Yang explosive shells soared over the shield wall, smashing toward the five Deep Sea Demon Lizards.

Crimson-gold fire waves spread across the sea surface, and the dark green venom lost its Divine Thought support, turning into massive patches of steam.

Over a dozen shells struck the front of the first Deep Sea Demon Lizards, the Pure Yang fire liquid burning through the back scale armor, and blood-breaking runes burrowed into the flesh along the wounds.

The giant beast lurched forward, plunging hundreds of Scale Demons into the seawater. The remaining Demon Lizards wanted to turn around, but the rear army Formation blocked their retreat.

The second group of heavy artillery closely followed with gunfire, the shells landing on the abdomen and legs of the Demon Lizards. The blood-breaking power severed the circulation of Qi and blood, and their massive bodies crashed to the ground with a loud bang.

The third round of artillery fire extended backward. The bone shield Formation of the Scale Demons' rear army was overturned on the spot, and the newly reorganized Formation was broken into several sections from the middle.

The fourth round of artillery fire covered both flanks of the passage. The Scale Demon archers and priests preparing to bypass the shield wall were swallowed by the fire waves, and bone bows and sacrificial banners scattered all over the ground.

The five Deep Sea Demon Lizards did not survive four rounds of volley fire. Their heavy scale armor was torn apart by artillery fire, and minced meat and broken bones crashed back into the spatial rift along with the waves.

Carlo leaned against the edge of the altar. The backlash from the death of the Demon Lizards surged straight into his divine core, his four arms trembling, and dark green blood gushing from his mouth.

These giant beasts had multiplied within his divine kingdom for hundreds of years, and each one consumed a vast expanse of sea area to sustain. Now, they had all died under the same round of bombardment.

What Carlo found even harder to accept was that the Human Race legion had not paid any price, and even the foremost shield wall remained intact.

"Charge over! All legions, charge over for me! Whoever dares to retreat, I will throw their entire clan into the blood food pool!"

The divine oracle pressed down into the sea, forcing the rear Scale Demon legion to push toward the rift once more. However, the corpses of the Demon Lizards blocked the passage entrance, making it impossible for the army Formation to deploy at all.

Several commanders also began to hesitate. They knew clearly that Carlo had lost his judgment, and continuing the charge would only feed the remaining legions entirely into the artillery mouths.

The green-scaled commander gripped his trident tightly, exchanging a glance with his personal guards beside him, preparing to stabilize the vanguard first and then look for an opportunity to close the passage.

Carlo perceived the commander's unusual movement and aimed his bone staff at its back. Divine Power transformed into chains, forcing it to step into the spatial rift.

"Wuze, lead your legion and press forward! If you dare to retreat half a step, I will exterminate your Bloodline first!"

Wuze stopped at the edge of the altar, the green scales on its face continuously fluttering. It commanded seventy thousand troops and had long since possessed its own city and descendants within Carlo's divine kingdom.

After Carlo's resources were exhausted, it was preparing to unite with other commanders to seize the altar. If this invasion succeeded, it would temporarily retract that thought.

Now that all five Demon Lizards had died in battle, and the fifty thousand heavy armor of the Human Race remained undamaged, Wuze already understood that this war had been lost from the moment the target was chosen.

Yet Carlo controlled the divine core, and also controlled its tens of thousands of descendants left behind in the mid-sea city; it had no room to refuse the divine oracle.

Wuze raised its trident, leading three thousand personal guards to step into the rift. Its aura suppressed the surrounding turbulent currents, pushing the Demon Lizards' corpses to both sides.

With the commander taking charge, the surviving Scale Demons reluctantly stopped their rout. Tens of thousands of troops re-formed their army array around Wuze, preparing to assault the Human Race artillery positions.

Wang Mu locked onto the green-scaled commander from the spirit-detecting disk. The marker formed by the trident and Qi and blood suppressed all surrounding alien auras.

The Artillery Battalion had just completed four rounds of volley fire, and the cannon barrels needed cooling. Continuing to force fire would damage the pressure-bearing Formation and also affect the next round of coverage.

The Scale Demon army array began to spread out to both sides. Wuze propped up a sea curtain with its power, blocking the lingering scorching heat of the Pure Yang fire liquid.

It did not pounce on the shield wall; instead, it led its personal guards close to the northern mountains, targeting none other than the two hundred Purple Mansion heavy artillery cannons.

As long as the Artillery Battalion was destroyed, the Scale Demons could still use sheer numbers to assault the fifty thousand heavy armor, and Carlo would also gain time to readjust the legion.

Wang Mu tapped the edge of the master console, and the command flag fell on the green-scaled commander's location: "Wang Shan, that green-scaled one is yours."

Wang Shan had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. The crimson flame saber fell from his shoulder, its blade pointing at the transferring Wuze.

"One thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss, out of Formation! All other battalions, hold the shield wall. Whoever dares to disrupt the Formation to vie for military merit, I will deal with whoever comes back first!"

A passage split open in the center of the army Formation, and one thousand Half-Step Martial Grandmasters clad in xueming mysterious armor stepped out. Each person had a medicine box sealing the mad blood battle pill hanging at their waist.

These people had suppressed their Realm for over a century, and their Qi and blood had long reached the upper limit of what their Physical Body could bear. They were just waiting for Wang Pingan's order to charge the Martial Ancestor barrier.

At this moment, the divine kingdom's Law had not yet reached Tier 2, and they were still unable to break through their Realm. However, a century of suppressed foundation had not vanished; it was all locked within their flesh and bones.

Wang Shan opened the medicine box and tossed a mad blood battle pill into his stomach. The dark red medicinal power surged open along his Meridians, and all nine blood patterns of the xueming mysterious armor lit up.

One thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss took the pill simultaneously. The Qi and blood accumulated for a century were released, condensing into a dark red battle saber above the army Formation.

"Pointed knife Formation, follow me to pierce through them!"

Wang Shan stepped out of the army Formation, his crimson flame saber splitting open the oncoming sea curtain. One thousand Martial Masters lined up in a sharp vanguard, crashing into the transferring Scale Demons' flank.

Hundreds of Scale Demons at the very front raised their bone shields, attempting to drag down the pointed knife army with a layered Formation. Blood-patterned long spears had already pierced through the first layer of the shield surface.

The heavy armor Martial Masters stepped across the bone shields with the momentum of the charge, their shoulder armor colliding head-on with the Scale Demons' bodies, and the rebound force was transmitted into the opponent's body along the blood patterns.

The Scale Demons' scales could deflect blades and swords, but they could not deflect the impact erupting from inside their bones. The flank army array was quickly torn open with a gap.

Wang Shan did not stop to slaughter ordinary Scale Demons; his crimson flame saber was only responsible for breaking open the front array, and the one thousand Martial Masters behind him would naturally clear out the enemy troops on both sides.

Wuze perceived that the flank was lost and immediately abandoned the attack on the Artillery Battalion. Its trident churned the seawater, killing its way toward the front of the pointed knife Formation.

The power pressed down across the army Formation, causing the footsteps of dozens of Martial Masters at the very front to be hindered, and the Qi and blood beneath their breastplates also experienced a brief stagnation.

Wang Shan strode across the vanguard army, bearing Wuze's coercion alone. The mad blood battle pill continued to release its medicinal power, pushing the stagnant Qi and blood back into the crimson flame saber.

"You've finally sent someone who can stand and take a blade. Don't rush to run; I'm taking this green scale of yours back for the Casting Workshop to pave the ground."

Wuze waved its trident, the seawater compressed into a sharp cone in front of the halberd tip, and all its power gathered on the middle blade.

"Away from the army array, what kind of thing are you!"

Wang Shan did not reply. Both his feet shattered the water surface, meeting the trident head-on while carrying the Qi and blood gathered by a thousand Martial Masters.

Wuze anticipated that he would dodge the front, so both sides of the trident sealed his retreat, and hundreds of Scale Demon personal guards also closed in from the flanks and rear.

Yet Wang Shan did not change direction at all. He raised his left shoulder, meeting the trident with the thickest shoulder armor of the xueming mysterious armor.

The halberd tip pierced the dark red armor plates, its power shattering the outer Qi and blood barrier and leaving a crack several inches deep on the shoulder armor.

The nine blood patterns operated accordingly, guiding the impact along the breastplates and leg armor into the ground, and gathering the remaining power back into Wang Shan's saber-gripping arms.

Wuze's arm holding the trident went numb, and its weapon was jammed by the shoulder armor. It attempted to pull back and retreat, but Wang Shan locked the halberd shaft with his left arm.

The mad blood battle pill, a century of foundation, and the profound armor's rebound flowed into the crimson flame saber. The flames on the blade were compressed into a dark red light belt, and the surrounding seawater retreated to both sides.

"Die!"

Wang Shan slashed down with a single blade. Wuze hastily horizontalized its trident, its Qi and blood condensing into multiple layers of scale armor barriers in front of its body.

The crimson flame saber first severed the trident, then split open the scale armor barriers. The blade penetrated from Wuze's shoulder, dropping all the way down to its waist and abdomen.

The green-scaled commander, along with the broken trident, was split into two halves. Its Qi and blood lost control, and green blood splashed into the sea surface.

The one thousand Extreme Realm Martial Artistss continued to advance along the gap torn open by Wang Shan, and the pointed knife Formation pierced from the Scale Demons' left flank all the way to the rear army, leaving no chance to reorganize the Formation.

Wuze's personal guards wanted to retrieve the corpse, but they were nailed to the spot on the spot by blood-patterned long spears. Other Scale Demons witnessed with their own eyes the commander dying in battle, and could no longer maintain the army array.

Cries spread from the rear army to the front line. Tens of thousands of Scale Demons threw down their weapons and fled toward the spatial rift, trampling over the corpses of the Demon Lizards.

The supervision team raised their bows to shoot and kill deserters, only to be knocked into the seawater by the routed army themselves; even Carlo's divine oracle could no longer suppress the entire battle line.

The fifty thousand Immortal Martial Heavy Armor Army advanced accordingly. Every time the shield wall advanced ten zhang, large swaths of Scale Demons were squeezed back into the rift, their corpses blocking the flow of seawater.

Wang Mu did not give the order to pursue into the opponent's divine kingdom, only having the Sword Qi Battalion clear out the remaining enemies outside the rift, and the Artillery Battalion also completed the next round of loading.

Carlo stood on the sea altar, and the backlash caused by Wuze's death once again impacted his divine core, causing turmoil to appear in the hundreds of fortresses behind him.

Several commanders had already begun to lead their troops back. They were unwilling to listen to Carlo's orders any longer, much less willing to throw their own armies into the Human Race artillery fire.

Carlo finally understood that the Tier 1 Human Race it had targeted possessed cross-tier legions, complete logistics, and mass-produced Tier 3 Law armors, making them completely impossible to swallow down.

Continuing to maintain the passage would only cause the remaining commanders to unite and seize the divine core. Carlo could no longer care about the gains of the invasion, pressing down on the altar with all four arms simultaneously.

"Close the coordinate chain, seal off the spatial passage, and all armies withdraw back to the sea area!"

The grayish-green Divine Power was retracted along the seabed Formation bases, and the spatial rift connecting the two divine kingdoms began to close. The Scale Demons that had fled into the passage were torn to pieces in batches by the turbulent currents.

Just as Wang Shan was about to lead the pointed knife Formation in pursuit, Wang Mu's military order dropped: "Hold your ground, do not enter the rift. The opponent's divine kingdom is still waiting for us to deliver ourselves to their door."

The spatial rift shrank to less than fifty zhang, and the tension on Carlo's face finally eased. As long as the coordinate chain was severed, it would be able to escape back into the depths of the Void Realm with its divine kingdom.

Above the firmament, Wang Pingan, who had never made a move, raised his palm, and the Law of time within his divine core pressed toward Northern Nether Earth.

At the edge of the soon-to-close spatial rift, the flow of time fell into stagnation, abruptly fixed in mid-air.

The soon-to-close spatial rift stopped above Northern Nether Earth. The grayish-green Divine Power was still retracting inward, but the edges of the rift could no longer close by even half an inch.

Carlo pressed his four arms onto the altar simultaneously, and the Divine Power continuously extracted along the seabed Formation bases. Time in the spatial passage was cut off by a higher-tier force, blocking even the divine kingdom's Origin outside the stagnant region. He clenched his bone staff tightly, his finger bones creaking.

"He is merely a Tier 1 Human Race deity, by what right can he block the entire coordinate chain!" Carlo pulled out his bone staff, continuously smashing three seabed Formation bases, attempting to abandon a portion of the divine kingdom's edge and forcibly cut off the connection between the two Realms with the aid of the Origin fracturing.

The 250,000-square-kilometer sea area trembled accordingly, several islands near the altar sinking downward, and seawater rolled into the rift, only to be firmly pinned in place by the stagnant time.

Wang Pingan stood in the firmament of his own divine kingdom, the divine fire operating along the Law patterns of the divine core, and the authority of time fully pressed onto the closing node of the spatial rift. Time stopped flowing, and no changes could continue to occur. Divine Thought crossed the rift, landing at the center of the sea altar, leaving Carlo's action of desperately retracting the coordinate chain with nowhere to hide.

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