87: Chapter 87 Divine Kingdom Accelerates, Restraint Takes Shape

The person in charge of the Formation Hall stared intently at the flow trajectory, realizing that the Black Tide was not attacking randomly, but was searching for weak points in the terrain and the Formation.

Wang Mu's message arrived right on time.

"Don't block it head-on. First, change its flow direction and suppress its speed."

Upon receiving this reminder, the members of the Formation Hall stopped blindly reinforcing the Formation Plates and instead added counter-flow patterns and pressure-sinking patterns to the Formation bases, specifically targeting the flow nodes of the Black Tide.

In the third year, the Formation Hall forged the first Flow-Suppressing Pile.

The Flow-Suppressing Pile was three feet long, with its outer layer densely covered in counter-flow patterns and an embedded pressure-sinking Formation core. Once driven into the quagmire, it could slow down the Black Tide's fluid Law.

In the first round of testing, a small pool of the Black Tide was suppressed for seven breaths.

Once the seven breaths passed, the Formation pile snapped.

The members of the Formation Hall felt reassured; seven breaths were enough to prove that the direction was correct.

Everyone continued to replace Materials, adjust the Formation cores, and modify the angles of the patterns.

The second version lasted over half a quarter of an hour, while the third version stood firm for an entire hour.

Inside the Casting Workshop, furnace fires were also blazing high.

The damaged heavy armor sent back by Wang Shan was displayed in front of the furnace. The poison pits on the armor surface were carved out one by one and distributed to the armor smiths for inspection.

Wang Shan's distracted projection stood at the entrance of the workshop.

"Take a good look. This is the hole bitten out by the Black Tide. If it bites your chest next time, you're dead."

The craftsmen buried their heads in dismantling the scales of high-tier Black-scaled Swamp Lizards.

The elite scales of the Black-scaled Swamp Lizard were extremely corrosion-resistant. By mixing them with the carapaces of Blood Moon bone spiders and floating wood gold, the Casting Workshop boiled up a pot of Black-scaled coating.

The first test armor was covered with the coating, and its corrosion resistance increased by more than double.

After inspecting the test results, Wang Shan tossed the armor plate onto the furnace platform.

"Use this. Prioritize coating the main armor and the Floating Board Shield Vehicles. It doesn't matter if it looks ugly; saving lives is what really matters."

On the second day in the outside world, the pressure on the Black Swamp Scale Nest frontline surged.

Two of the three Formation Plates at the first purification position had already shattered, and the only remaining one was covered in cracks.

The Formation Maintenance Team had rotated six batches in succession. Several people had blackened arms and exhausted Spiritual Qi, yet they still held the Formation eyes to the death.

The Black Tide had not ceased, and waves of corrosive mud followed one after another. Black-scaled Swamp Lizards hid at the bottom of the tide, launching frequent sneak attacks, specifically targeting the traction cables and the edges of the Floating Board Shield Vehicles.

Wang Shan killed a dozen swamp lizards in a row, and he had already changed his old armor twice.

Wang Mu stared intently at the feedback from the Formation Plate.

"Lord, hold on for another half a quarter of an hour; the last Formation Plate will shatter."

Wang Pingan did not order the legion to charge, his gaze cast toward the Divine Kingdom passage.

Deep within the passage, the light of the Formation shone brightly.

Logistics shield vehicles drove out one after another, their carriages piled high with Flow-Suppressing Piles, Black-scaled coated armor plates, new versions of anti-poison Medicinal Pills, and temporary Formation Plates.

The army's artisan team shouldered the supplies, jumped off the floating boards, and rushed straight to the frontline.

Wang Mu took the first new Medicinal Pill and probed it with his Divine Thought.

"Improved version of the Pulse-Clearing Miasma-Avoiding Pill; its effect of protecting nodes has been achieved."

Wang Shan caught a glimpse of the Flow-Suppressing Piles and grinned.

"Good, this is exactly what I've been waiting for."

Wang Pingan issued a divine oracle.

"Deploy the Flow-Suppressing Piles thirty zhang along the front edge of the Black Tide. The heavy armor troops will guard the piles, and the Artillery Battalion will prepare to suppress the ambushers at the bottom of the tide."

Wang Shan raised his large shield high, leading three hundred heavy armor soldiers and two hundred auxiliary troops onto the Floating Board Shield Vehicles.

"Drive the piles."

Heavy hammers smashed the Flow-Suppressing Piles fiercely into the quagmire, and the counter-flow patterns subsequently emitted a dark cyan light.

The churning Black Tide suddenly stalled. The front edge of the mud waves was obstructed, and the corrosive water from behind crashed into it, causing the flow to fall into immediate chaos.

Wang Mu waved his command flag vigorously.

"Artillery Battalion, bombard both sides of the Formation piles and force out the swamp lizards at the bottom of the tide."

Heavy artillery fired in unison, and silver-white artillery light smashed down along both sides of the Formation piles, forcibly shaking the swamp lizards hiding within the Black Tide out of the mud surface.

The Sword Qi Battalion seized the opportunity to strike. The swamp-probing squads cut off the tail hooks, the rescue teams reeled in the winches, and the defensive line immediately shifted from defense to offense.

Wang Shan stood beside the Formation pile and split the head of a swamp lizard with one strike of his blade.

"Come on, keep crashing into us."

The Black Tide was held in check, and the corrosive pressure greatly diminished, allowing the purification position to take advantage of the momentum and expand outward again.

Outside the teleportation area, the watching freshmen all held their breath.

In the light screen image, that surging Black Tide that had been suppressing the Immortal Martial Legion was actually nailed in place by rows of Formation piles.

The cold sneer on Lu Ming's face froze.

He stared intently at the new equipment that had appeared out of thin air, his expression gloomy.

A freshman beside him whispered.

"He improvised a solution on the battlefield?"

Another person chimed in.

"Only two days have passed in the outside world. Where did he get the time to research this?"

Lu Ming did not say a word.

In his heart, he had already guessed that this must have involved the use of high-tier time-related resources.

While resources could explain the time flow rate, they could not explain why this Divine Kingdom's artisan system could so quickly fully grasp the Black Tide Law.

After the second day in the outside world, the battlefield rhythm of the Black Swamp Scale Nest shifted dramatically.

Wang Pingan was not in a hurry to launch an all-out attack, but instead treated this high-danger Divine Kingdom as a training ground for his legion.

One year passed on the battlefield, while three years had already passed within the Divine Kingdom.

In the third year, the second version of the Flow-Suppressing Piles was delivered to the frontline, lasting longer and extending the deployment range outward.

In the fourth year, all main shield soldiers were equipped with the Black-scaled coating; when corrosive water splashed onto the shield surface, it only left a faint white mark.

In the fifth year, the Sword Qi Battalion was issued new-style Spirit-Guiding Blades, with scale-breaking patterns engraved on the blade bodies, specifically designed to cut into the gaps between the scales of the Black-scaled Swamp Lizards.

In the seventh year, the rescue teams' traction cables were replaced with scale-glue cables, which the swamp lizards' sharp teeth could not break, and which poison could not corrode.

In the ninth year, the Artillery Battalion's elevated frames were equipped with flow-suppressing bases, allowing the heavy artillery to steadily advance in the shallow swamp areas.

In the eleventh year, the Spiritual Qi filtration Formation patterns were upgraded, allowing the frontline purification position to open up a hundred-zhang safety zone at once.

In the thirteenth year, Wang Shan rewrote the Black Swamp advancement military regulations, with three thousand main troops and two thousand auxiliary troops alternating their advance, steadily pushing the battle line deeper.

The Black-scaled Swamp Lizard demigod finally sensed the crisis.

It coiled deep within the Divine core, its will peering through the mud and water at the frontline, ripples of unease rising within its Origin.

At first, the Human Race's heavy armor would still be corroded by poison, trapped in the quagmire, and even forced back by the Black Tide.

Now, the poison was neutralized by Medicinal Pills and Formation patterns, the Black Tide was nailed down by the piles, and even its prized scales were easily cut open by the new-style Sword Qi.

As for its Law-based methods, as soon as it used them a few times, the other side would deliver front-line specialized countermeasures.

This Human Race legion was clearly using its Divine Kingdom to practice their moves.

The Black-scaled Swamp Lizard demigod let out an angry hiss, driving its remaining subjects to besiege the flow-suppressing position from all directions.

Thousands of Black-scaled Swamp Lizards crawled out of the deep mud, and poison poured down from the sky like rain.

Wang Mu swung his command flag down, the Miasma-Clearing Talismans ignited in unison, and the Xinghuo Liancheng Formation immediately connected the firepower of the three Artillery Battalion sections.

Artillery light crashed down with a boom. The swamp lizard swarm rushed to the Flow-Suppressing Piles but was firmly blocked by the shield wall, and the Sword Qi Battalion seized the chance to strike, cutting open their soft bellies.

Wang Shan did not seek to greedily kill more; he led his men to hold the three most vulnerable nodes, and wherever a Formation pile wobbled, his large shield would move to protect it.

"Hold your ground, do not pursue. Today is not about who kills more, only about who makes fewer mistakes."

The veteran soldiers at the front heard this and all smiled knowingly.

If Wang Shan had said such steady words during the Blood Moon Wreckage battle, others would surely have suspected he was possessed.

Wang Pingan overlooked the entire battlefield, not interfering.

On the eighteenth day in the outside world (the 18th year of the Divine War), the Immortal Martial Legion officially advanced to the core area of the Black Swamp Scale Nest.

The three thousand main troops were all equipped with Black-scaled specialized gear, the outer layers of the heavy shields were covered in Black-scaled coating, and the joints of their battle armor were all reinforced with anti-corrosion sealing patterns.

Two thousand auxiliary troops followed closely behind, carrying Medicinal Pill boxes, Flow-Suppressing Piles, Formation Plates, scale-glue cables, and Floating Board Shield Vehicles.

The Artillery Battalion's elevated frames were lined up in a row, the Xinghuo Liancheng Formation connected the firepower of the entire line, and the Sword Qi Battalion stood behind the shield wall, gripping their scale-breaking Spirit-Guiding Blades, ready for battle.

Wang Mu stood at the center of the three firepower sections, relaying military orders to the entire army based on the feedback from the position.

Wang Shan stood proudly at the very front; although his Black-scaled battle armor was covered in battle scars, there was not a single fatal break.

In the far distance, the core area of the Black Swamp Scale Nest finally revealed its true form.

In the center of a massive corrosive water nest, a dark green Divine core floated, and the massive true body of the Black-scaled Swamp Lizard demigod was coiled all around it.

Wang Pingan watched that Divine core and issued a divine oracle.

"Advancing to this point is enough."

"Next, shatter it."