138: The destruction of the Shadowscale Clan's Second Legion!

"Halt the offensives of all legions across Blue Star's states! Command the Second Legion, which is responsible for attacking Divine Summer—to muster all its strength and crush Divine Summer with the force of a thunderbolt! I want every living thing on this plane to witness firsthand that their sole hope is nothing but a fragile dog that crumbles at the first touch of my Shadow Scale Clan's military might!"

"Yes—!"

High in the sky, on the back of the Star Sea Merchant Guild's giant bird.

Lan Xin, who had been quietly observing the battle, suddenly let out a soft "Eh," her delicate eyebrows slightly raised.

"Hmm? The Shadow Scale Clan legions dispersed across the various states... have actually stopped their attack?"

She watched the Shadow Scale Clan troops retreating like a tide below, a flash of surprise and scrutiny crossing her beautiful eyes.

"Boss, not all of them."

The subordinate next to her quickly checked the data pad and reported,

"Only the forces attacking the East, specifically the Second Legion responsible for assaulting 'Divine Summer,' haven't stopped. Instead, they are rapidly gathering, and their movement suggests they are launching a full-scale assault!"

"Oh?"

Lan Xin's interest was completely piqued, and a playful smile curved her lips.

"This 'Divine Summer' can actually warrant such 'special attention' from Golosh, even at the cost of halting the entire frontline offensive... Interesting, truly interesting!"

She stopped hesitating and decisively waved her hand to give the order:

"Go! We're heading East, to 'Divine Summer,' to take a look! I want to see just what makes this civilization, which Golosh views as a thorn in his side, so different!"

As the command fell, the enormous, transparent giant bird let out a silent shriek, its wings violently vibrating, and its massive body instantly blurred,

disappearing from the spot as if melting into the air, leaving only a circle of slowly subsiding spatial ripples... Divine Summer East Coast,

Compared to the overwhelming ocean of mechas in Europe, the defense line on the Divine Summer East Coast appeared unusually "thin."

Three hundred second-generation menshen mechas, painted crimson and standing two hundred meters tall, stood imposing like three hundred silent steel peaks.

Over fifty thousand Dragon Blood Warriors, clad in silver-white Vibranium Battle Armor and wielding Vibranium Longswords exceeding two meters, formed neat battle formations in the gaps between the mechas, their murderous aura concentrated and ready.

A young Dragon Blood Warrior flicked the blade of the longsword in his hand with his finger, producing a crisp hum.

He turned his head to look at Chen Feng beside him, his tone teasing:

"Boss, I heard Europe completely collapsed? Ten thousand titan mechas, and they lost so fast?"

Chen Feng tightened his grip on the hilt of his Dragon-Patterned Longsword, a cold, sharp curve forming on his lips:

"We delivered His Highness Kraken's warning right to their table long ago, and we offered cooperation. It was those Europeans who couldn't let go of their arrogance, always assuming Divine Summer was plotting against them."

He looked up toward the distant horizon, his voice laced with sarcasm,

"And they were so confidently convinced that their crudely made Lumps of Iron could stop the Shadow Scale Clan? Ridiculous! Now, even if they begged to join us, we wouldn't have the spare forces to deal with them."

Kacha! Kacha! Kacha—!

The instant Chen Feng finished speaking, a dense and grating sound of metal friction exploded!

On the crimson armor surface of the hundreds of menshen mechas,

a series of dazzling sparks suddenly erupted!

It was as if countless invisible sharp blades were hacking against them.

Weng weng weng weng—!

The next moment,

The air violently twisted, and hundreds of massive Ghost Manta Rays, their wingspans covering the sky, were forcibly squeezed out of their cloaked state and revealed their forms!

The Shadow Scale Clan Warriors on their backs still bore the ferocity of the surprise attack on their faces, but their eyes were now filled with incredible shock.

The Bone Blades and Sharp Spears in their hands couldn't even leave a deep scratch on the crimson armor; instead, they were repelled by a Force of Counter-Shock!

"This is bad! The defense power of these mechas has actually reached the Peak of the Normal Realm!"

A Shadow Scale Clan member who looked like a leader shrieked,

"Quick! Release the War Fog! Disrupt them!"

The Shadow Scale Clan Warriors on the backs of all the Ghost Manta Rays frantically slapped the Devices beneath them.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff—!

Thick, milky-white War Fog instantly erupted from those Devices, swallowing Divine Summer's entire front line like rolling giant waves.

The white curtain isolated visibility inside and out.

At the same time,

On the surface of the East Sea, the massive shadow of the Shadow Scale Clan's Second Legion began to accelerate.

Thousands of ferocious Marine Behemoths let out low roars, crushing the waves;

Over fifty thousand Deep One Warriors formed a dense charging formation, moving like a gray-green tundra, crushing forward toward the fog-shrouded coastline.

First, cloaked Ghost Manta Ray Shock Troops launch a surprise attack to cause chaos, then War Fog is used to obscure perception and break morale, and finally, the main legion launches a Thunderous Strike—this is the classic, unfailing tactic the Shadow Scale Clan uses when conquering multiple planes.

High in the sky,

The two Awakening Level Legion Commanders of the Second Legion—Rossi and Müller—stood suspended in the air, overlooking the area shrouded in fog,

undisguised contempt etched on their faces.

"Müller, the First Legion has already swept everything before them, beating the hundred thousand mechas in Europe senseless. Now, it's time for our Second Legion to perform; we can't let the First Legion steal the spotlight."

Legion Commander Rossi crossed his arms, his body radiating terrifying Awakening Level energy fluctuations.

"Hahaha, Legion Commander, you can rest assured!"

Deputy Legion Commander Müller grinned, his expression full of indifference,

"Not only is our Second Legion inherently stronger than the First Legion overall, but look at these enemies? Just three hundred mechas and fifty thousand human soldiers think they can stop us? It's utterly delusional!"

"I bet the Divine Summer people in the fog are already in utter chaos. We only need one charge to crush these ignorant ants into dust!"

"Mhm."

Rossi nodded slightly, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes,

"The Scale Lord is watching here. We must use the fastest and most ruthless method to slaughter these Divine Summer people completely! Let the Scale Lord know who is the sharpest Battle Blade under his command!"

In the higher reaches of the sky,

Weng—!

Space violently fluctuated, and the semi-transparent Star Sea Merchant Guild giant bird tore through space and quietly appeared.

"Tsk tsk tsk,"

The Adjutant crossed his arms and shook his head, saying, "There it is, again. War Fog, the same old trick. How can these Divine Summer people be so forgetful? Europe just suffered this loss, and now they're repeating the same mistake? Truly foolish."

Lan Xin ignored the Adjutant's mockery, her gaze fixed on the churning white fog below, her delicate brows slightly furrowed:

"This 'Divine Summer' that could instantly reignite the fighting spirit of the European Routed Troops shouldn't be this simple..."

"Oh, Boss, that's just being the tallest among the short! It's just a slightly stronger Worker Ant born in a pile of ants."