Sanctuary Paradise

Chapter 685 Arrival
“Kill!!!” “Don’t give these bastard warlocks a chance to retreat!!”

"My Lord, bring down divine punishment and destroy these heretics who reject the glory of the God of Radiance!"

The pungent smell of burning filled the air. On the bridge battlefield, the deafening sound of artillery fire and the shouts and curses that could no longer be identified from which direction continued to sound from the battlefield filled with blood and the smell of death.

"Fire suppression force, direction number three, release in 2 seconds!"

"Earthshakers, retreat 200 meters and prepare to fire a volley!"

In front of the Nott Fortress, the engines of hundreds of Earthshaker chariots roared, and they evacuated to the safety line in time from the red spell barrage passing by above.

Boom boom boom boom...!
The next second, a torrential bombing sounded, and scorching flames erupted from the armored plates of the side bridge. A large number of screams and wails rang out from the flames, causing the charge momentum of the war beasts on this front to stagnate.

"Now! Sharp Blade Force, take action!!"

During this brief pause in the offensive, a fully armed mobile team rushed out from behind the defense line formed by the Earthshaker chariots. Relying on the pyroxene energy shield provided by their equipment, they rushed into the enemy camp like a sharp knife, bearing down on the sky full of flames.

"Damn, what is that! What the hell is that?!"

“Hold on! Hold on!! The next round of protection will be coming soon…Ah——!!”

In an instant, screams and gushing blood rang out. The thick hides of the war beasts were like nothing under the special high-frequency cutting knives and were easily ripped open by the fully armed special high-tower soldiers. In a blink of an eye, the battle line that was originally against them was reversed.

"Nott! Drop 23 swarm drones towards area 200!"

"The 7th, 9th and 11th Power Armored Units, attack from Area 7 and cover the retreat of the troops there!"

"Wait, this direction... Nott! Quickly notify the Earthshaker troops in Area 15, do not engage in fire! Repeat! Do not engage... Damn it! Anwen, I'll leave this to you first!"

On the other side, instructions were coming out continuously from the conference room at a rate of almost one per second. Ryan was standing in front of a long table projecting a large virtual map, holding an electronic pen, and quickly issuing one instruction after another, racing against time to seize every opportunity. Wisps of white smoke were faintly coming out of the radiator of the thinking aid device on his head.

If you look at it from the virtual map, you can see that the bridge battlefield is now a complete hell on earth:

“No…don’t…Ah!!!”

Sharp screams and terrified screams rang out on the screen. Looking towards the east side of the battlefield, one could see that in the fire storm formed by the pyroxene spell, the power armor made of extraordinary metal fell again and again and was torn into two pieces by the bloody mouth of the Moon Demon Wolf Spider that could even chew through the armor wall.

“What…what is this…!” “Wait…get out of here…get out of my body!”

Several high tower soldiers fled in panic from the wreckage of the power armor, but they fell to the ground after taking only two steps, screaming and twitching because of the parasitic Zerg spores in the air. They quickly expanded and exploded in despair, and were swallowed up by the Zerg spores that used their bodies as a breeding ground amidst the splatter of blood. Finally, they were destroyed together with the newly born Zerg spores under the bombardment of city defense-level heavy artillery fired for the purpose of stopping the losses.

Almost at the same time as the failure of the small front here, we can see that on the map, in the direction of the Shulan Fortress, a group of drones rushed out from under the gangway without warning, and crashed at an extremely fast speed into a formation of Radiant Source priests who had just released a large auxiliary spell. With a loud bang, the bodies of more than a dozen Radiant Source priests were blown to pieces. The surviving priests also curled up on the ground and wailed in pain due to the pollution and erosion of the dirty bomb.

"Shoot! Shoot! Don't give those drones any chance to get close...Ah!!"

In the sky, a winged bird-woman archer was ripped open by the invisible ghost troops that had lurked nearby. She fell to the battlefield below amid the roars of grief and anger from her companions, and was trampled into a pulp by the mad war beasts.

"Hahaha, all of you beasts in the tower, go to hell with your uncle!!"

On the gangway, the insane, armless, bloodthirsty warrior rushed towards the phalanx of armored vehicles while laughing. He rushed towards the vehicle that crushed his comrades under the heavy artillery fire, trying to use the pyroxene crystals buried in his body to die together with them. However, his head was instantly shattered by a shell shot from nowhere. After shaking twice, his body was torn into pieces by a huge explosion.

"Injured, quick! Send the injured to the recovery station!"

"It's Rat! Haha! Lord Rat is back again!!"

Behind the two fortresses, one can see that wounded soldiers with various injuries are constantly being sent to the treatment chambers formed by alchemical instruments and Zerg hatcheries, allowing dying warlocks or warriors to regain their vitality. With all kinds of buffs, they return to the battlefield again and again in an emotion of fear and fanaticism.

Rumble——! !

Under the sky, artillery fire formed by black and brown energy continued to fall, and colorful chaotic spell fluctuations enveloped the sky above the battlefield, emitting waves of terrifying fluctuations. Great sorcerers from the high tower were seen wandering in the sky, relying on the advantages of pyroxene spells and technology to fight fiercely with the bloody generals and bishops of Apocalypse who obviously outnumbered their own number. The power generated by the battle directly made the area of ​​1500~2000 meters above the fortress a restricted area for living creatures.

In the higher part, one could only see two small black dots and two figures nearly ten thousand meters high that were caused by the impact of the fight. The black-haired pioneer holding a pitch-black heavy sword and the white-haired hunter wielding a blood-red long blade were colliding at high speed. Every collision would cause a huge blood-black storm in the sky, completely cutting off the idea of ​​the great warlock and the blood warriors below from intervening in the fight.

"Tsk tsk, this fight is really fierce, isn't it? It makes me feel that it's a bit too much for the two of us to fish in troubled waters like this, what do you think?"

At the other end of the sky over the battlefield, Randy, standing in mid-air, glanced at the scene below, squinted his eyes, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and spoke to the man in a tuxedo wearing a white smiley mask in front of him.

Whoosh! !

Almost at the moment he pulled the trigger, several silver-white magic arrays suddenly appeared around the body of the man in the tuxedo, surrounding him tightly. At the same time, several destructive pure white light beams shot out with a whoosh, but suddenly lost their target when they were about to hit the opponent, and could only bombard the empty air.

"Mr. Langzi, you are such a joker. Your behavior doesn't seem like what you should do when you are trying to fish in troubled waters, does it?"

The next second, a frivolous voice sounded from under the mask, and the figure of the man in the tuxedo walked out of thin air from an extremely strong soul wave. He glanced at the noble young man through the crescent-shaped slits on the mask and said with a smile:

"Or, you and I can both take a step back, and Lord Randy will let me go to the battlefield below, and I will no longer interfere with Lord Randy's participation in the fight above?"

"Tsk, you're quite good at business, right?"

In response to the performer's suggestion, Randy just clicked his tongue and criticized him rudely, obviously not intending to listen to the other party's suggestion.

As a member of the outer echelon, he knew very well that if he really did what the performer suggested, he didn't know whether the outcome of the battle above could be decided, but the strongest soldiers below, whose level was only around the first echelon of the third stage, would most likely be wiped out instantly by the opponent's blood and energy.

The key is……

...Yun Duo: "Brother Randy, Acong and Ming said they can't hold on any longer. The enemy commander is very powerful, and they have the advantage of equipment and attack range. If this drags on, it will be very disadvantageous to us."

……

The communication information composed of light blue characters passed by the edge of Randy's vision, causing his eyes to move slightly. He maintained the posture of aiming at the man in the tuxedo, but did not continue to chase him.

——If they continue to waste time here, they will probably end up in defeat.

The opponent has the advantage of occupying the spatial coordinates, and now it is the third day that the opponent has defended the coordinates. If this continues, relying on the large amount of pyroxene resources produced by the spatial coordinates, the opponent's advantage in the war will only become more and more obvious.

On the other hand, although they managed to temporarily maintain the momentum of suppression with the help of Xiaoyun's two summons specially used to command the war and the advantages of the joint forces of the two camps, because too many pyroxene resources were consumed in the use of the space teleportation array before, if they continued to drag on like this, it was only a matter of time before they were counterattacked or even wiped out by the opponent.

Should we find a way out of this situation, or is it better to retreat decisively...

In mid-air, Randy narrowed his eyes, staring at the performer in front of him. His pupils reflected the other's white smiling mask and the faint black ripples surrounding it. His mind was thinking rapidly.

In the current situation, it is obviously impossible to expect the white magic above to quickly deal with a monster with a blocking master, and the battlefield below is also clearly showing signs of being unable to hold on. In other words, the only breaking point is on his side.

Theoretically, as long as he could quickly defeat the performer, he could immediately end this battle caused by spatial coordinates, whether he intervened in the battle above or provided support to the battlefield below. The problem was...

[Tip: Detection completed, no other detectable units found...]

Didn’t succeed again?

A cold reminder sounded in Randy's mind. He glanced at the detection results at the edge of his vision, and looked at the smiling face on the performer's mask in front of him, which made him inexplicably want to beat him up. His eyes vaguely swept over the black waves around the other person, and a solemn look flashed across his eyes.

In fact, if there really was only the man in the tuxedo, Randy would have taken action long ago. After all, being a bystander is one thing, and no matter how indifferent he was, he couldn't possibly want to see the other party inexplicably gain a huge advantage and then treat his own people as pawns and push them away.

The problem is that from the moment the performer appeared, the other party has always had an assistant who is at least a master level by his side, and this master level assistant happens to be extremely proficient in concealment, so he dare not act rashly.

After all, as someone who had done sneak attacks many times before, he knew very well how deadly a surprise attack from a master-level enemy could be. Unless there happened to be a master-level perception teammate nearby, no one could guarantee how much damage and impact the opponent's stab would cause you, especially when there was someone on his side who needed protection.

"So, is it better to retreat?"

After going over various measures in his mind, Randy looked at the scene before him and had already made plans to retreat in his mind.

Although giving up a spatial coordinate would certainly be disadvantageous to their subsequent competition, in the final analysis, it was just the loss of a spatial coordinate. For him who had prepared to compete for the third place from the beginning, it would not have any impact at all.

After all, if the black-haired young man hadn't brought him too much pressure, he wouldn't even have accepted the White Mage's invitation to join forces. After all, before the battle began, he never expected to defeat the other side.

"Well, let's inform that White Demon guy and ask him to lead his men to retreat."

A lot of thoughts flashed through Randy's mind, and in just a few moments, he had made a decision in his mind.

No matter how you look at it, the battle for the first spatial coordinate is already a lost cause. In this case, instead of continuing to fight an opponent that clearly surpasses you in financial resources and materials, it is better to retreat and temporarily return to your own camp's territory to accumulate strength again and wait for the next round of competition for spatial coordinates.

As for breaking the situation? Don't be ridiculous. In this situation, how can he find a way out? He was being watched closely, the White Mage was being entangled, and the battlefield below was obviously at a disadvantage. If he and the opponent didn't go crazy, he couldn't reverse the situation unless an army stronger than the opponent suddenly descended from the sky...

Om!

"Um?!"

Suddenly, a dull buzzing sound was heard, coming from far away and getting closer, causing Randy, who was in mid-air, to move his eyes slightly.

Not only him, when the buzzing sound that seemed to come from deep in the earth came, the black-haired pioneer and the white-haired hunter who were fighting fiercely in the sky suddenly stopped their actions, as if they had noticed something, and they simultaneously moved a long distance away and looked into the distance.

Rumble——! !

Another round of buzzing sound rang out, causing the entire fortress to tremble, and this time, even the soldiers and warriors on the gangway clearly noticed that something was wrong.

"Hey, look, what is that...!"

Suddenly, someone in the warlock formation at the back seemed to have discovered something and uttered a cry of surprise, but his companions beside him did not react. Perhaps it was because the warlocks around him had already been attracted by the scene at the end of the horizon. When some of the warlocks with good eyesight saw clearly what was emerging from the billowing smoke and dust, a pale look suddenly appeared on their faces, as if they had seen something extremely frightening.

"How could it be..." "Hey, I...I shouldn't have seen it wrong..."

[Ding~! Warning, a large-scale fortress-level unit signal has been detected in the northwest! ! ]

"Hey, hey, are you kidding me? Has the Gusa Federation gone crazy because of poverty?..."

In the conference room, harsh warning sounds rang out from Ryan and Anwen's minds, but the two young men had no time to pay attention to these insignificant reminder sounds at this moment, because -

The reinforcements from the Gusa Alliance... have arrived.

Boom——! !

A roar like a mountain collapsing sounded, and at the end of the earth, a huge shadow that was more than three times larger than the medium-sized fortress slowly dispersed the dust and emerged from the horizon. On both sides of it were fifteen smaller shadows that were no less large than the Nott Fortress, and a total of hundreds of small fortresses that were a kilometer in size.

Hundreds of fortresses marched forward in a mighty procession, like an army of giant beasts revived from ancient times, gradually revealing their faces to everyone present. The huge skull hanging on the largest fortress was announcing its identity to everyone:
One of the three existing large fortresses in the entire Dark Glory Continent, the symbol of the peak power of the Gusa Federation - the large fortress Candist.

Yes, the reinforcements arriving this time are not one or two medium-sized fortresses, nor are they one or two Blood Warriors or alien war kings, but... the entire Gusa Federation!
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(End of this chapter)