Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Zhan Yue
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 314: How Would I Know
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 393: Your Despair is My Everday
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299.5- Coincidence (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1000: Rout
Zhan Yue
Chapter 689- Unorthodox methods
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1299- Coincidence
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 51
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 674: Woman Like a Sword
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1298- First mission
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1297- Secret Realm exploration
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 313: Excuse
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 392: Sad Future
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 999: One Versus Six
Zhan Yue
Chapter 688- Firestone Castle
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 371 - Dragonblood Lizard; The Detection Spell Is Never Wrong
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 50.2
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 85: Paper Can Never Cover Fire
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 673: When the Rain Continues
That sound caused nearly everyone on the wall to collapse.
They didn’t understand how those beasts would have such strong flames. Not only could they light the walls, but they were able to destroy it so quickly.
The walls were one of the things that gave the Posthumous People confidence against the Saint Light Hall siege. They were also their strongest defense. Not only were the walls tough, but their defensive structure was also built around them.
The soldiers had the height advantage. The walls had various defensive weapons. If the walls were gone, that defensive system would break down, setting the outcome of the battle.
Various roars spread from the walls which spread into the Saint Light Hall faction.
Two of the three heads remained. They stood beside the Power of the Gods. Some of the flames were still burning, and they saw the panic in the Posthumous people and Earth Alliance Army, which delighted them.
“Saint Father, your arrival not only raised morale but also brought us victory, like the past few times.”
Anyone could hear the happiness in Zai Li’s voice.
He was still affected by Rong Zhi’s death.
Saint Father sat beneath the tower and looked at the fight. He heard his subordinate’s respectful words and smiled.
“When I was young, my Master described everything about the Posthumous People. At that point, I understood that they were a disgusting race and didn’t have the right to share everything with us. They exist only to speed up the collapse of this space.”
He was calm, and anyone could hear his huge confidence and disrespect toward the Posthumous people.
“Your attacks weren’t smooth because you weren’t well prepared and because the mountains were small, which stopped our tactics.”
Saint Father squinted and recalled that red figure that jumped into the magma ocean.
“Of course, it was also because those people from Earth helped.”
“But things are different now. I am here, so everything will end.”
“Saint Father!”
Some warriors shouted fervently. Those that were closer even knelt on the ground.
Saint Father’s attitude toward them was better than his attitude toward the few heads. He turned and waved with a smile for those warriors to get up.
“Everything is because all of you are fighting valiantly. We must work together to fight for the future of Saint Light Hall.”
“Saint Father!”
More people knelt down, including those who just got up.
At this point, large amounts of liquid fell from the walls. There were some light explosions, and a grey matter instantly formed on the wall. Moreover, it dried up to a high temperature and covered a large part of the wall. The collapsing sound was stopped.
“Seems like our opponents have some skills.” Saint Father wasn’t frustrated that the victory had slipped away. He said calmly, “Since that is the case, let’s use our skills to tell them they are destined to be eliminated!”
As he spoke, those Saint Light Hall warriors waiting behind roared. They placed their meter-long spears on the ground. Each of them had a batch of 20 of them.
These warriors, specially chosen for their arm strength, started to pull spears out and toss them toward the Imperial City.
They tossed the spears, which flew through the air, making an ear-piercing sound like something was screaming on the spear.
Many charging Saint Light Hall warriors raised their heads and saw spears that were slowly lighting up past them and landing on the walls where the Posthumous People were.
“Top flower!”
“Oh my god, so many!”
“I thought these things were lost; I didn’t expect there to be so many of them!”
Many Saint Light Hall warriors recognised these and shouted in joy.
Some newbies had never heard of it before and asked. The reserve squads that were preparing had a few old soldiers who gave them a simple explanation.
These were a long-lost ranged attack weapon. The spears had exquisite carvings that could help the spears fly a longer distance.
These spears relied on purely human strength and did something trebuchets could do.
This was not the only reason they were terrifying. After they were stopped, they would explode. The thin metal would deal damage to any target in range, and due to the material, this explosion was really strong.
This was an extremely useful weapon for any battle, but the art was said to have been lost. The metal was also something that Saint Light Hall couldn’t craft with their current technology level.
But with its reappearance, they didn’t know if they had grasped this long-lost technology again or if they had a large amount in storage.
Seeing the spears fly, Saint Father waved again. A messenger blew a weird horn that made a special sound. Those charging at the front stopped and placed the metal cases they were carrying on the floor—the holes aimed at the walls. After pulling the trigger, thick chains fired. They passed the burning walls and pinned themselves onto the grey matter.
From the side, thousands of such iron chains pierced into the wall.
After which, these people turned. Some people brought with them many giant beasts. These beasts were very common in the Secret Realm, and they were known as Coolie Beasts. They had no attack and were very gentle. Their only good point was their strength.
Soldiers tied the other end of the metal case to their bodies and then smacked them such that they started pulling.
The warriors about to charge toward the wall saw the chains and stopped. They removed the bows and crossbows on their backs and started providing firepower suppression.
Only a short time passed since the flames started, and these warriors with special fireproof armor started firing. Saint Father utilised all their potential. Right at the start, he gave the Posthumous People and Cloud Peak Alliance Army a huge blow.
But no one knew if that blow would be destructive or not.
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