216: Broken Heart

Ireland was silent; after the Goddess told him all of this, he fell into a daze.

He understood the other world; after all, Star Gates of many races had opened in the territory of the Orc Empire, and after long struggles and adaptations, the orcs had tamed these races.

Of course, he was curious about the other world, even personally going to see the wonders of the foreign land. That technologically advanced world gave him quite a shock.

However, technology could not enter the Star Realm, and its upper limit was too low.

The cosmic races that entered the Orc Empire's territory were far inferior even to the humans of the past, and their technological upper limit was not even Tier 7, so they naturally could not catch Ireland's eye.

So, although he praised the convenience, widespread use, and developed productivity of technology, he looked down on it, thinking it was nothing special, just clever tricks.

But reality slapped him hard. That world-destroying scene made him realize the power of rune technology, and even the Goddess was stunned.

"Respected Goddess, what do you think we should do next?" Ireland asked cautiously. This time, the Goddess chose to speak with him personally.

"Don't worry, that weapon is too cumbersome, consumes a lot, and is easily countered. Their overall strength is far inferior to ours. Just be careful from now on." After learning the detailed information, the Hunting Goddess regained her confidence. Her confidence came from the comprehensive rune technology weapon guide and response manual passed down to her by her former superior.

That's right, during the fight against cosmic races, the gods also discovered many countermeasures. After unveiling the mystery of these weapons, how were they any different from those magic items?

The Hunting Goddess transmitted the comprehensive technology weapon response guide to Ireland and then dissipated.

"So that's how it is." Ireland felt increasingly relaxed as he read. Viewing these weapons as magic items made things much easier. The difference between them and magic scrolls or magic items was merely that the former were more widespread.

"After understanding it, it's much easier to deal with." Ireland was full of confidence.

The losses this time weren't that significant; most were cannon fodder. The most severe losses were among the generals. The main army suffered almost no losses; they were mainly just scared.

"How is Mu Dan recovering?" Ireland inquired.

"Reporting, Great Priest, Marshal Mu Dan is recovering very well, but he still has lingering fears about the Three-Race Alliance," a subordinate reported.

That won't do. You're still needed to exert effort next, Ireland thought to himself.

"Prepare the carriage. I want to personally visit Marshal Mu Dan," Ireland ordered.

"Yes, sir."

Ireland's carriage was pulled by nine celestial horses with unicorn bloodlines, and the carriage was as luxurious and noble as a palace. When he traveled, flying in the sky, he was escorted by a thousand guards, making for an impressive sight.

"Marshal Mu Dan, the Empire still needs your effort." Ireland held Mu Dan's hand.

Mu Dan lay on the bed, bandaged and barely breathing.

"Great Priest, it's not that Mu Dan won't exert effort, but rather that he is powerless. Even with injuries, I have no solution for the enemy's methods. Going again would just make me a clown," Mu Dan said weakly.

Ireland's mouth twitched. He was really acting the part.

"Don't worry, look at this." Ireland transmitted the manual given by the Goddess to Mu Dan using his divine sense.

Mu Dan grew more and more surprised as he read. Having been a soldier all his life, he clearly understood the importance of this information. "If this is the case, even with my injuries, this old subject will not flinch from those youngsters."

Ireland nodded. After he left, Mu Dan immediately jumped up, breaking his bandages, and excitedly wrote out his battle plan.

"This time, this old man will definitely wipe away this humiliation."

He looked out the window, seemingly full of hope for everything. But what was that snow-white thing in the sky?

......

"We cannot give up the opportunity to continue striking. We must press on with the victory."

"Yes, such opportunities are rare. If the orcs recover, we won't have the advantage."

Within the Three-Race Alliance, a meeting regarding targeting the orcs was underway.

"We must deploy the Twilight of the Gods!" Rui Jin suddenly stood up.

The council members looked at each other.

"I agree," Lin Ye said.

Upon hearing this, the previously wavering crowd all agreed.

The Twilight of the Gods, the Three-Race Alliance's ultimate trump card, was the most advanced rune technology weapon, created over a hundred years and with countless resources.

At this moment, with everyone's vote, it revealed its terrifying form to this world.

It was a rune weapon 39 meters long, shaped like a missile. Inside it, runes connected the Star Cores.

"Launch."

As a long-range strike weapon, the Twilight of the Gods' launch speed was so fast that people of ordinary strength could barely observe it with the naked eye. Even Yang Hongyu only saw a shadow.

"I don't know if this is right or wrong." Yang Hongyu shook his head. This launch was destined to create irreconcilable conflicts between the two sides in the future.

But rather than becoming a subordinate of the orcs and barely surviving, it was better to take the opportunity to strike a blow against their vital forces.

......

What was that? Mu Dan was very curious. Could it be a strange bird? But he didn't pay it much mind. The defenses of the Orc Imperial Capital were not something a bird could break through.

But to his astonishment, this flying bird actually flew straight into the Imperial Capital's protective shield. Where did this silly bird come from?

But soon he was again astonished. The Twilight of the Gods, like a drill, frantically broke through the shield's defense, and also secreted a layer of substance that completely corroded the shield.

Some orcs in the Imperial Capital looked on at this sight.

"Look, what is that?"

"Probably a silly bird."

More and more people heard this and looked up at the sky.

When the shield was breached, the orcs panicked?

"What's going on?"

"The Empire's defenses can't be this fragile."

Teams of orc enforcers flew into the sky, wanting to intercept it, but they were powerless to stop the enormous Twilight of the Gods and could only watch it fly towards the Royal Court.

Ireland, notified by his subordinate, realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Missile?" Although it didn't look exactly like the missile in the Goddess's manual, the effect should be similar.

His heart instantly tightened, and he immediately used all his strength to condense a large hand to intercept the Twilight of the Gods.

But it was too late. Although many things happened in that instant, it was actually just a flash.

The Twilight of the Gods exploded.

An earth-shattering sound erupted, and the entire Orc Imperial Capital was engulfed in flames.

The protective shield even became an accomplice in destroying the orcs, briefly concentrating the force of the explosion before finally cracking under the overwhelming pressure.

After the concentrated shockwave broke free, it erupted with even more terrifying power, engulfing the entire Orc Imperial Capital, and even the areas surrounding the capital were not spared.

After the explosion, the capital of the Orc Empire was razed to the ground. In the massive crater, a charred Ireland floated amidst the ruins, staring at the scene before him.

"NO~"