77: Meat Grinder Party and the Tickle Inferno Tower

When the vast tide of troops crossed the ruins of the first line of defense and surged into the circular area enclosed by towering city walls, everyone instinctively held their breath.

This was the "meat grinder" that Zhinang spoke of.

However, to their surprise, this area... was empty.

Besides the defensive towers cunningly placed on the city walls, there were no traps, no obstacles on the ground.

"What's going on? Is that it?" an S-rank lord asked, puzzled, in the channel.

"Don't be careless!" Zhinang immediately warned, a strong sense of unease welling up in his heart. "Heaven's Choice's style would never be this simple! Something abnormal is definitely afoot!"

Before he finished speaking.

The silent "meat grinder" finally bared its fangs at these uninvited guests.

Boom—!

A massive shell, trailing a long black exhaust plume, as if from the apocalypse, whistled in from the distant city wall and accurately slammed into the densest part of the troop tide.

That was no ordinary explosion.

It was a miniature volcanic eruption!

The devastating shockwave instantly cleared all units within a fifty-meter radius, followed by orange-red lava and flames soaring into the sky, leaving behind a gigantic, continuously burning pit of death on the ground! Any unit attempting to pass nearby would be scorched by the terrifying high temperature, with continuous damage numbers appearing above their heads.

Apocalypse Mortar!

This was just the beginning.

"Jijiji—"

Accompanied by a grating mechanical sound, on the other side of the city wall, a row of uniquely shaped ballistas suddenly unleashed a fan-shaped, dense rain of arrows!

Multi-Arrow Tower!

Its single-target damage might not be high, but it could fire many arrows at once. When many Multi-Arrow Towers fired simultaneously, the arrow rain covering the entire area was an absolute nightmare for low-health cannon fodder units!

And the most insidious were the inconspicuous Mage Towers hidden in the corners.

"Watch your step!"

With a cry of alarm, countless dark green, barbed thorny vines erupted from the ground without warning, wrapping around like living creatures, firmly binding all ground units in a large area, rendering them immobile!

Thorn Mage Tower!

The controlled units instantly became living targets, harvested in droves by the crossfire of the Apocalypse Mortar and Multi-Arrow Towers.

And that wasn't all!

Small-sized Goblins, carrying huge barrels of explosives, screamed out from special barracks on the city wall. They threw the satchels of explosives into the crowd with all their might.

Boom!

The satchel exploded, not with great power, but then the bursting flames split into eight smaller sparks, causing a chain reaction of explosions in a circle around them!

Artillery Demolitionist!

The area bombardment of the Apocalypse Mortar, the firepower coverage of the Multi-Arrow Tower, the crowd control of the Thorn Mage Tower, the chain damage of the Artillery Demolitionist...

Four distinct yet perfectly coordinated attack modes instantly transformed this "meat grinder" into a true living hell.

"Heal! Get the heals up! I can't keep them alive!"

"My Goblins evaporated instantly! What the hell is this damage!"

"Hold on! Use Healing Spells to hold on! Charge forward!"

The channel was in chaos.

Sacred healing auras lit up on the battlefield, attempting to stabilize the troops' health lines.

However, Heaven's Choice's defensive tower damage was simply too high, to an unreasonable degree. The light of the Healing Spells seemed so insignificant amidst the endless explosions and arrow rain, like a flickering candle in the wind.

Ice Spell Countdown: 200 seconds

Fifty seconds had already passed!

And they had paid the price of nearly half their cannon fodder, yet hadn't even touched the edge of the second layer of city walls!

"We can't wait any longer!" Dragon Aotian roared like a beast. "All cannon fodder units, open a path at all costs! Cover the elite units! P.E.K.K.A. Superman! Ironclad Warriors! Prepare to charge!"

He finally issued the last command.

The remaining cannon fodder received their final mission. They charged like madmen, using their flesh and blood, rushing fearlessly into the densest network of firepower, attracting damage and paving the way for the subsequent elite units.

Just in this moment of respite.

More than ten P.E.K.K.A. Supermen, flashing with purple light, clad in heavy armor, and wielding giant greatswords, along with dozens of Ironclad Warriors, like mobile fortresses, finally entered the meat grinder due to their slow movement speed!

"Berserk Spell, cast it!" Zhinang shouted.

Buzz—!

A circle of purple aura enveloped this elite squad!

Their bodies instantly swelled, their eyes turned blood red, and their movement speed and attack speed were greatly increased!

The arrow rain and explosions that could instantly kill cannon fodder only sparked off a series of tiny flames on their heavy armor, causing negligible damage.

They, like a red-hot, indestructible sharp blade, charged straight towards the black city wall with a brutal stance, braving the barrage of artillery fire!

Closer!

Even closer!

Fifty meters! Thirty meters! Ten meters!

Everyone's heart was in their throat! Victory seemed to be within reach!

However, just as the leading P.E.K.K.A. Superman raised his giant blade, capable of cleaving mountains, and was about to strike the city wall.

An unforeseen change suddenly occurred!

Boom!!!!

An incomparably thick pillar of lightning descended from the sky without warning, smashing heavily in front of the city wall!

As the lightning faded, the Thunder War God, clad in lightning divine armor and wielding a storm axe, stood proudly!

Lin Feng's hero had finally appeared!

But that wasn't all!

At the same time as the Thunder War God appeared, an ice-blue magic circle instantly spread out, centered on him!

That was an... Ice Spell!

"No—!" Zhinang let out a desperate shriek.

How could he also have an Ice Spell?!

The more than ten berserk P.E.K.K.A. Supermen and Ironclad Warriors instantly froze in their charging poses, turning into lifelike ice sculptures, even the burning berserk flames on them were mercilessly extinguished.

Immediately after.

On the city wall, a defensive tower that everyone was incredibly familiar with, yet felt a touch of unfamiliarity about, slowly rose.

Hell Tower.

Sizzzzzz...

The top of the Hell Tower split into five slender, tentacle-like orange-red beams of light, each locking onto one of the five frozen P.E.K.K.A. Supermen.

It was multi-head mode.

Seeing this scene, the people in the channel, who had just fallen into despair, instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me, it's just multi-head mode."

"Hahaha, is Heaven's Choice confused? Using a multi-head Hell Tower against P.E.K.K.A. Supermen? Is he trying to tickle them?"

Zhinang's brows furrowed, he always felt something was off: "No... Multi-head mode can limit healing. He might be trying to prevent us from using Healing Spells to save the P.E.K.K.A. after."

"Why does he only have one Hell Tower?" someone pointed out a blind spot. "Is it hidden inside?"

"Who cares! The freeze only lasts five seconds! After five seconds, our P.E.K.K.A. will tear down his city wall!"

Everyone discussed animatedly, as if they had already envisioned the scene five seconds later: the P.E.K.K.A. unfreezing and wreaking havoc.

However, deep within the fortress, Lin Feng watched the group of frozen "tin cans," a cruel arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

Tickling?

Then let me show you what... a death massage is.