Old days in the box

Chapter 543 The Modified Fusion Warrior Legion

Along the outer edge of the nebula, the vast, smoky army of Midgard began its attack, measured in light-years.

Yuan Wuyou, who left the land of dwarves Svartalfheim, did not return to the Central Court. Instead, he led his fleet directly to the next battlefield, heading to Vanaheim to reunite with Freya.

The two armies stretched out a massive battle line across the stars, rushing towards the Warner Kingdom, which had once been their ally, along those familiar spatial passages.

The two camps that were originally united in fighting the enemy have now become complete enemies.

At that time, Vanaheim, being adjacent to the realm of the gods, had already become the most concentrated battlefield of conflict. It was abandoned by the Alliance of Gods and retreated to the Elven Kingdom, leaving this huge region as a strategic buffer zone.

Chaos swarms, Kryptonian fleets, and Midgard armies mingled in the same star system, engaging in indiscriminate slaughter until one side emerged victorious.

When Yuan Wuyou led his army to land on this planet, the battlefield had already entered a fierce stage.

Accompanied by a piercing shriek, countless swarms of insects pressed down from the dim sky, threatening to devour all organic matter within sight. Raging waves were drawn from the ocean to the mountains. The Deep Ones rose up in resistance, and Freya's twin swords gleamed golden in the city-state, like the illusion of dawn breaking.

This is a planet that has long been terraformed by Midgard. The locals received help from the Midgard fleet to resist the cold wave and established the initial prototype of android technology. They have a deep reverence for the past.

But now that the Alliance of Gods has started a war with Midgard, all the planets located within the Vanaheim region that are loyal to Midgard have naturally become their primary targets.

A massive fleet anchored on the sea, sending large numbers of fusion warrior legions down to the mountains, watching as the seawater continuously overflowed the mountain peaks, turning these rugged mountain terrains into a vast ocean.

This is undoubtedly a manifestation of the power of the "ocean". In order to fight against the swarm, Freya had no choice but to turn the surface of this planet into a battlefield where the deep-sea divers could have an advantage. This is understandable, but the flooding of seawater also threatened the survival of the locals. At this point, no one had time to care about this.

On the mountain peaks where survivors gathered, the swarms of insects swept through the cities and streets as if they were nothing, leaving behind only the blood of countless civilians and warriors. They survived the harsh winter, survived the invasion of the cold wave, and waited for divine aid from beyond the heavens, but in the end, they could not escape the aftermath of the divine war.

In the direction the refugees fled, swarms of insectoid monsters emerged from the night, but some creatures even larger than them stepped out from the direction of the refugees and blocked their way.

"Draw your swords, everyone." The chosen champion, Yuan Wuyou, drew his sword, Chihua, and his body burst forth with the light of the blazing sun. "Just like in our usual drills, first cover the retreat of the crowd, and then join up with the other legions."

"As ordered."

The fusion warriors straightened their broad chests, with Heart Steel, acting as a second heart, pulsating within them like a stirring war drum.

After years of war, this reserve heart has been stacked to an astonishing number of layers, providing them with terrifying health and size bonuses.

They leaped into the swarm like Titans, their Shiva Guardians on their right shoulders unleashing a frosty aura that froze the insects' agile movements. Countless insects swarmed towards them, their sharp claws blocked by the Sunfire Shields on their hands. Flames burned their nerves along their claws, emitting terrifying shrieks.

These guys have undergone sixteen magical modifications, making them the strongest Apostle-level Fusion Soldiers under the Old Ones' command. When they appear in groups, their threat is no less than that of a complete starship fleet! Some self-destructing insects swooped down from the sky, launching a suicide attack on these giants on the ground, but the Fusion Warriors broke through the explosions of black mist, holding high the magic-immune Black Royal Staff, completely unaffected by these Chaos swarms.

Other swarms of insects with rudimentary intelligence attempted to overwhelm them with sheer numbers. Their sharp claws and acid occasionally managed to breach the fusion warriors' defenses, slicing across their backs and thighs, leaving fatal wounds after a sufficient number of strikes.

But the Fusion Warriors' left arms roared, and Strucker's Challenge Gauntlets emitted a terrifying red light, lifting their bodies off the spot to form an unbreakable barrier shield.

They turned and glared at the ugly insects, their command helmets emitting a mind-controlling light. A large wave of insects was instantly controlled by their minds and turned to attack their own kind around them until they were all killed in the process.

The swarm panicked, and their once orderly formation began to become chaotic and disorderly, as if the tide had hit an unshakeable rock and changed course.

“They’re escaping,” a fusion warrior said.

They looked up and saw a more advanced swarm of insects approaching them, spewing spore-like clouds from the clouds until they covered the sky above them.

That's another way the Chaos Swarm attacks. If left unchecked, this morbid pollution will soon turn into acid rain and fall to the ground, dissolving all life into the most basic substances.

"All forces attack," another fusion warrior said coldly.

They acted simultaneously; their thousands of battles had given them an amazing tacit understanding. At the same time, they all reached behind their backs and pulled out their own modified weapons.

Sharp crossbow bolts flashed with silver light as the siren slayer unleashed a barrage of suppressive fire, each third bolt dealing even greater damage. Crimson staffs spewed out terrifying magical shockwaves, and Dagon's divine power captured the large insects, blasting them directly from the air to the ground.

Some escaped and attempted to launch a surprise attack from the ground, but the Fusion Warriors drew their Radiance and cleaved them in two, using the Collector to completely end their short lives.

In less than fifteen minutes, they had almost completely wiped out the swarm of insects on the hilltop and advanced along the route to the area where the seawater swept most frequently, which was the source of the divine power of the "ocean".

"Requesting communication, Governor Freya." Yuan Wuyou led the Fusion Warrior Legion to join forces with the Deep Sea Watchers' army. The signal from the magic network shrouded the chaotic battlefield and reached the ears of another chosen champion.

"You've finally arrived. Where's Jormungandr?" Freya's face lit up with joy, happy for this powerful reinforcement.

"He is still clearing out the remaining enemies." Yuan Wuyou turned to look at the sky on the other side, where it was shrouded in darkness. Upon closer inspection, he saw a serpentine body as tall as a mountain range, seemingly an indescribable behemoth.

"Be prepared, this time it is our lord who has summoned you personally," Freya then reminded her.

A tremendous gaze came from beyond the starry sky, as if the pressure of antiquity was descending from the heavens. Only then did Yuan Wuyou realize that she had not come to provide reinforcements, but that there was a more important task that she had been entrusted with in the past.

(End of this chapter)