79: The real "main course", the trial of air and space integration

In the channel, the dead silence was like a piece of profound iron sinking into a ten-thousand-meter deep sea.

Everyone’s chest felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing it tightly, making them so breathless they almost suffocated.

The instant evaporation of the elite troops was not only a huge loss of combat power but also a complete destruction of their psychological defense.

Their strongest “shield” was as thin as a cicada’s wing before the enemy’s strange Hell Tower.

“Let’s… let’s retreat… we can’t possibly win.” An A-rank Lord’s voice, with an undisguised sob, trembled in the channel.

These words were like a spark dropped into boiling oil, instantly igniting the cowardice and fear in everyone’s hearts.

“That’s right! Why are we still fighting? This isn’t even a battle of the same dimension!”

“My P.E.K.K.A. Superman! My precious treasure that I painstakingly researched! It’s just gone!”

“This is a monster! Why did we have to provoke such an existence!”

Despair spread like a plague. Just a second before this allied army was about to crumble from fear, the golden dragon head avatar once again erupted with an undeniable, icy majesty.

Dragon Aotian: “Shut up!”

Just two simple words, yet they were like a thunderclap carrying a cold wind, instantly silencing everyone’s wailing.

Dragon Aotian: “A bunch of good-for-nothings who can’t even see the situation clearly! You want to retreat now? Do you think Heaven's Choice will let any deserter go?”

Dragon Aotian: “We have no way out, so pull yourselves together!”

His words were harsh and cold, mercilessly tearing apart their self-deceiving illusions.

Dragon Aotian: “That’s right, the P.E.K.K.A. Supermen and armored warriors are all wiped out! So what? Did you think I didn’t know they were slow-moving, large targets? They were originally sacrifices I threw out to absorb the second layer of damage and test his firepower! Now, with their deaths, they have exchanged for the most valuable intelligence for us. Their sacrifice was worth it!”

Sacrifices?

This word sent a chill through the hearts of all the Lords who had lost their elite units.

Zhinang also reacted immediately, cooperating with Dragon Aotian in a calm, almost cruel tone.

Zhinang: “Dragon Aotian is right! We have successfully forced out his hero and ascertained the attributes of his Mythic Hell Tower! The cost is tragic, but the gain is decisive! We… have seen the dawn of victory!”

This back-and-forth performance subtly transformed the despair lingering in the channel into a complex emotion mixed with unwillingness and madness. They didn’t want to admit their elites had become someone else’s “sacrifices,” but they were even more afraid of a hopeless death. Dragon Aotian’s words were the only lifeline they could grasp at this moment.

Dragon Aotian didn’t give them much time to think. His voice, like a rapid war drum, pounded in everyone’s hearts.

Dragon Aotian: “Don’t forget, war is never just a ground game.”

Dragon Aotian: “The real ‘main course’ is only just being served now!”

Dragon Aotian: “Everyone, listen up! Hero units, all enter the field! Support troops, air and space forces, all released! Crush him with our true power!”

With his final command, the entire battlefield situation changed dramatically!

Buzz—! Buzz—! Buzz—!

Over forty dazzling light pillars, representing the arrival of heroes, rose into the sky one after another in the allied army’s starting area, their light almost piercing the bloody sky!

The Barbarian King pounded his chest, letting out a thunderous roar!

The Archer Queen drew her long bow, the arrow tip shimmering with deadly cold light!

The flames surrounding the Archmage of Flames warped the air!

The Grand Archmage of Holy Light raised his staff, chanting sacred prayers!

One by one, the hero units, representing each Lord’s highest combat power, all appeared at this moment!

But that wasn’t all!

Behind the heroes, the sky was completely split by two distinct lights.

“Chirp—!”

Accompanied by clear and holy cries, golden rain of light descended from the sky. It was swarms of Angels spreading their pure white wings! Wherever they flew, the injuries of all friendly troops below healed at a visible rate!

“Hiss, hiss, hiss—”

On the other side, endless black clouds surged, a dark cloud formed by thousands of bloodthirsty Bats! And in the center of the black cloud, Bat Witches riding giant demonic bats, with every wave of their staffs, summoned more bats from the void, making the black cloud even larger and more suffocating!

On the horizon, black Balloon Troops, adorned with skull patterns, drifted slowly like messengers from hell. The bombs they carried would inflict devastating blows on ground defense structures!

Finally, there was the soul-shaking dragon roar! Roar—! Over a dozen massive dragons took to the sky from different directions! Red Dragons spitting flames, Blue Dragons sweeping with frost, and Undead Bone Dragons covered in bone spikes!

Air and space integrated! Heroes leading, Angels healing, Witches covering the field, Balloons bombing, and Dragons suppressing!

This was the Demon-Slaying Expeditionary Force’s true and final trump card! When this luxurious air and space integrated army, like a moving doomsday catastrophe, majestically crossed the ruins of the first line of defense and pressed towards that “meat grinder,” the entire world seemed to tremble under their might.

In the channel, the previously lifeless crowd was instantly injected with a drug called “hope.”

“We won! We’re definitely winning this time!”

“No matter how strong his defense towers are, can they deal with so many aerial units at once?!”

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Lin Feng’s seemingly impregnable fortress. In front of such a heaven-destroying air and space army, how would he respond?

…

Deep within the fortress, Lin Feng’s gaze became incredibly solemn for the first time.

He looked at the army that obscured the sky, at the angels and giant dragons circling in the air, at the witches continuously summoning bats.

“So that’s it, this is what they rely on.”

The ground troops were a feint, cannon fodder, and more importantly, pawns used to trick him into revealing his core skills and testing his defenses. And this air and space force was the real killing move!

The Angels’ group healing perfectly countered the Doomsday Mortar and Multi-Arrow Tower. The Bat Witches’ infinite summoning would, once his Sky Eagle Cannon unfroze, plunge him into a quagmire of endless minions.

This was a very ingenious and interconnected tactical system.

Lin Feng even noticed that Dragon Aotian, who had been the most vociferous, still hadn’t deployed his hero and his SSS-rank Golden Sacred Dragon army.

He was waiting. Waiting for Lin Feng to reveal his final trump card to deal with this offensive. Then, he would strike the final, fatal blow like the most deadly viper.

“Want to see my trump card?”

A cold arc formed at the corner of Lin Feng’s mouth.

To pin hope on a trump card for the final decisive battle? That was the thinking of the weak.

True power never gave the enemy a chance to play their cards.

His thoughts landed on the last item in the spell list, the black and yellow radiation symbol that had never been used, emanating a chilling, ominous aura.

Mythic Spell: Nuclear Fallout.

A Mythic-grade spell, once used, it would be gone. Should he save it for Dragon Aotian’s Golden Sacred Dragon, or now…

Lin Feng’s thought flashed by.

“No need to save it.”

He looked at the air and space army that had already entered the airspace above the “meat grinder” and was about to unleash its firepower, his eyes becoming indifferent, as if he were a deity high above, looking down on all living beings.

“You want to see my trump card, do you?”

“Then I’ll show you the biggest one, and let this boring game end early.”

He gently moved his mind.

“Since you like to gather together.”

“Then, let’s go together.”

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