From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 819 Orbital Strike, Physical Transcendence (Look, I’m in a hurry again)
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

The Phoenix King's inexplicable or extremely NT-style remarks made Amber confused.

But when she thought that the other party was also a high-level psychic, this strange statement seemed very normal. However, Amber was still a little curious about what the other party meant by "seeing the time".

"I just used my psychic powers to try to resonate with the ancestors sleeping in the royal mausoleum, but I didn't get a response. Instead, I saw time."

"So what time is it?"

“I see the future approaching.”

"Ah? Isn't this nonsense?"

"Do not."

The Phoenix King paused, looked at Amber seriously, and then continued.

“The future is approaching.”

"Ah, I see. I understand everything now."

Amber nodded with a smile on her face, but what she was actually thinking was how the Phoenix King suddenly became like NT.

The Phoenix King was naturally aware that Amber did not truly understand what he meant, but with the decisive battle approaching, there was obviously no way he could continue discussing the matter with Amber.

Soon, with the final order from the Phoenix King, this coalition force that was temporarily assembled during the crisis finally began to act.

Above the royal mausoleum, the gunboats that had been hovering in the distant standby airspace for a long time attacked first. A large number of out-of-range weapons had previously suppressed a small number of purification beam generators used for air defense.

Taking advantage of the window of time when the airspace was still relatively safe and biological combat weapons had not yet arrived, the gunboats began to rain down bullets. The intensive explosions set off continuous flames and smoke on the temporary defense line built by the rebels.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy artillery in the rear began to roar, and large-caliber shells drew deadly arcs and accurately hit the marked psychic barrier nodes.

"A large number of air units are detected approaching, position 170, determined to be a cluster of biological combat weapons!"

"After this round of attack, begin to disengage and lead them towards the field air defense!"

"Ground assault team, start advancing!"

Natalia's voice rang out clearly in the communication channel. She led the charge, and the plasma blade of the halberd in her hand drew a deadly blue light in the air.

Behind her, a torrent of steel consisting of the Imperial Guards, Federal Marines, Roma warriors and Elf Royal Court Guards, like a flood that broke through a dam, charged towards the area covered by artillery fire.

However, the moment they stepped into the outer area of ​​the royal tomb, they realized that they had underestimated the madness of these rebels.

In the smoke and dust that had not yet completely dissipated after the explosion, the elven rebels with wounds and red eyes rushed out from behind their bunkers, attacking frantically with the psychic weapons in their hands.

Some people even overloaded their own psychic crystal cores after being hit in the vitals, and died together with the nearby coalition soldiers.

"boom!"

A small group of Federal Marines had just captured a ruined monument, but before they had time to consolidate their position, several rebels rushed up roaring.

The armor on their chests flashed an ominous light, and under the astonished gaze of the Marines, it turned into several dazzling energy balls.

The violent shock wave tore everything around into pieces, and the communication channel was instantly drowned out by a few short screams and harsh noises.

These rebels are not fighting at all, but are delaying the coalition's advance at the cost of their lives.

There was no fear in their eyes, only an almost twisted fanaticism, as if death was the highest honor for them.

The first round of offensive was abruptly contained after suffering far more casualties than expected.

The effect of the advance was minimal, and Natalia and others had to order a temporary retreat and reorganize the formation.

The atmosphere in the temporary command post was so heavy that water could almost drip out of it. No one had expected that even with the advantage of firepower support, the rebels' resistance on the position would still be so stubborn.

On the tactical map, the blue light spots representing the friendly units only advanced a few hundred meters into the red area before stagnating, while the casualty figures kept jumping, making every commander present feel heavy-hearted.

Amber stared at the map, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the console. He thought the other side would fight to the death, but he didn't expect them to be so crazy and not care about casualties.

He turned his head and looked at the silent Phoenix King.

The face of the elven monarch was filled with sadness and anger. Watching his compatriots perish in such a tragic way was undoubtedly a torture for him.

Amber hesitated for a moment, but finally took a deep breath and broke the silence.

"Your Majesty, conventional ground attacks would cause too many casualties and be too inefficient. We don't have time to waste time here with them."

His voice was not loud, but it drew everyone's attention.

"We have to use more radical and more efficient means."

He paused, facing the Phoenix King's inquiring gaze, and said word by word: "I suggest using orbital strikes to directly destroy all the defenses on the surface of the Royal Mausoleum."

As soon as the words fell, the surviving elven nobles behind the Phoenix King were completely furious.

"What did you say?! Orbital Strike?! Do you know where this place is?!"

"You're crazy! You're completely crazy, human! First you let the alien army enter the holy city, and now you want to use warships to bomb the tombs of our ancestors!"

"This is a blasphemy and insult to the entire elf race! Your Majesty, you must not listen to him!"

"Everyone, be rational and don't get so excited!"

"Reasonable? How can you expect me to be reasonable?!"

Fierce rebukes rang out one after another, and these elven nobles felt that their sanity was being thrown to the ground and trampled on repeatedly by Amber.

Allowing them to attack the royal tomb is already the limit, and now they have to bombard it with main guns from orbit?
This is no longer a simple matter of digging up ancestral graves; this is about scattering the ashes of our ancestors!

However, amidst the commotion, the Phoenix King was unusually calm.

He simply raised his hand, and all the quarreling came to an abrupt end.

He looked at Amber with complicated eyes, and after a long time he let out a long sigh, which was filled with endless fatigue and determination.

"At this point, what difference does it make?" His voice was hoarse. "Even if we use conventional troops to advance bit by bit, the royal mausoleum will still be destroyed. Since the outcome is the same, let's choose the one that can end it all as quickly as possible."
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In orbit, the garrison fleet's flagship, the Morning Star, which was still engaged in a fierce battle with the remnants of the rebel fleet, soon received an order from the ground.

The commander was stunned when he saw the attack coordinates displayed on the terminal.

He repeatedly confirmed the sender's authority and encryption code, and finally determined that this was indeed an order from the Phoenix King himself.

"Attack the royal tomb?" His lips trembled slightly, but his duty as a soldier made him suppress all his emotions in the end.

"Order the Moonlight and Silver Spear to leave the battle line and descend to attack altitude. Target the rebel defense positions on the surface of the Royal Mausoleum. Execute a purification beam strike!"

The two elven warships quickly broke away from the formation, tilted their hulls, and began to approach the emerald green atmosphere of Eldaram, and soon hovered in a low orbit, with the main gun array on the bow lighting up with brilliant golden light.

Two thick psychic light spears tore through the clouds and accurately hit the sky above the royal tomb.

However, just as the light beam was about to touch the ground, a huge dark blue psychic shield emerged out of thin air, like an inverted giant bowl, covering the entire royal tomb.

boom--!
The golden spear of light hit the shield, causing a large and violent energy ripple, but failed to shake it at all.

"The shield is stronger than expected! It cannot be penetrated!"

"Keep trying to attack!"

"Second charge of the psychic core!"

The two elven warships fired several rounds of salvos before descending to the maximum altitude, but the deep blue shield just kept shaking, but remained as solid as a rock.

"This is a battle-level psychic shield. The rebels have even anticipated the possibility of an orbital strike, so have they made preparations in advance?" Helplessly, the commander of the garrison fleet could only send a request for assistance to the human fleet not far away with mixed feelings.

He never thought that one day he would ask alien warships to launch orbital strikes on the capital or the royal mausoleum.

As the human fleet with the most experience in orbital strikes, the Atlas Group naturally took on this task. Lilith quickly dispatched two battleships to begin descending.

"'Batter', 'Horseshoe', maintain your posture. Target: the elven rebel position in the Royal Tomb District. Heavy particle cannon, set the initial velocity to 600 kilometers per second, double volley! Begin the strike mission!"

As the two battleships maintained their bows facing downward, mankind's "talent" in manufacturing weapons of mass destruction was fully revealed at this moment.

The acceleration track of the battleship-class heavy particle cannon slowly lit up, and terrifying energy gathered in it. The next second, a blue-white beam of light that seemed brighter than a supernova explosion burst out and slammed into the ground with an unparalleled posture.

This time, there were no graceful ripples of energy, just the purest and most brutal laws of physics.

The terrifying kinetic energy of the heavy metal particle jet was like an invisible hammer, smashing hard on the dark blue psychic shield.

There was only a crisp sound like breaking glass, and the solid shield was instantly covered with spider-web-like cracks, and then it completely shattered when the second round of attack arrived.

Without the protection of the shield, the remaining kinetic energy poured onto the ground without reservation.

A dazzling "little sun" rose above the surface of the royal mausoleum, and the ground shook as if doomsday had come. A group of elven nobles who witnessed all this fell to their knees and wept bitterly.

The fortifications that the rebels had painstakingly built, those ancient monuments and statues, were instantly flattened and vaporized like sand castles in the face of absolute power.

After the two orbital strikes, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the surface of the royal mausoleum was no longer recognizable in its original state. Only a huge pit remained, and the charred, smoking wasteland in it.

Deep inside the royal mausoleum, Queen Liana, who was presiding over a ceremony, staggered due to the violent vibration beneath her feet.

She steadied her body, feeling the destructive waves coming from the ground, her beautiful face completely distorted by anger.

"Ground position report!" she shouted sternly.

"Report. Report to Her Majesty the Queen." A rebel officer came running over, his voice trembling with fear. "The ground. The ground positions are all destroyed."

"Waste!" A hint of violence flashed in Liana's eyes, but she quickly calmed down and turned her gaze back to the buzzing "homing beacon".

"Speed ​​up the ritual! They're coming in!"

At this moment, Natalia's suppressed roar of excitement was heard on the coalition's communication channel:
"All units! Second general attack! Begin!"

Natalia, who had been ready for a long time, was the first to jump out of the bunker. The steel torrent formed by the old soldiers of the Imperial Guard and the Royal Guards behind her rushed towards the rebel position that had turned into a scorched earth.

"For the Empire!"

"For Your Majesty!"

Different languages, the same roar, at this moment converged into the most primitive roar of war.

On the other side, a crack team led by Amber and Phoenix King, while launching an attack on the front line, had quietly arrived at an inconspicuous rock wall on the side of the royal tomb.

The Phoenix King raised his hand, and complex golden runes appeared on his palm. He pressed it lightly on the rock wall, chanting in ancient elven language.

The hard rock retreated to both sides like flowing water, revealing a dark hole that was only wide enough for one person to pass through. A cold wind mixed with the smell of dust and time's decay blew out of it.

"The Servant Passage has not been opened for thousands of years." The Phoenix King's voice trembled slightly. He was about to lead the alien race into the sleeping place of his ancestors.

"Your Majesty, the glory of our ancestors needs to be protected by future generations, not used as a tool to destroy the world by their unworthy descendants." Amber walked to the side of the Phoenix King, her voice calm and powerful.

The Phoenix King took a deep breath, and the pain and struggle on his face finally turned into cold determination.

He walked into the darkness first.

Amber followed closely behind, and the moment he stepped into the passage, a strong sense of disobedience suddenly gripped his mind.

The air in the passage was extremely cold, and was filled with a faint sweet and fishy smell, which was definitely not the smell of an ancient tomb that had been sealed for thousands of years.

He looked around. On the walls of the passage were carved murals that recorded the achievements of successive Elf Kings. But in his keen perception, there seemed to be something flowing slowly deep in the lines of these murals.

"Something's wrong," Amber whispered.

The Phoenix King, who was walking in the front, also stopped. He stretched out his hand and touched the cold wall. The expression on his face changed from solemn to horrified.

"How dare Liana?" he muttered to himself, his voice filled with incredible anger.

I saw that strands of inky black viscous liquid began to seep out of the originally solemn murals, as if the ancient rocks were flowing with black blood.

The eyes of the elven kings in the murals had turned into hollow black at some point. Dark purple runes filled with an ominous aura spread across the murals like living things, covering the original sacred totems.

The entire passage has been transformed into a huge, evil ritual site.

"It's the 'Soul Binding Ritual', a dark spell that is strictly prohibited!" An elven psychic master who was traveling with them exclaimed, "She turned the ancestral tomb into a breeding ground for evil!"

Amber was also stunned for a moment, and immediately became alert. At the same time, she couldn't help but ask:

"Will you elves use psychic energy to do so many things?"

Before he could finish his words, a teeth-grinding sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard from deep in the dark passage ahead.

Two points of scarlet light lit up in the darkness, and then a huge monster forcibly pieced together from countless skeletons and twisted psychic energy slowly walked out of the darkness.

It has no fixed shape, with countless arms and legs extending randomly from its torso, and every bone is engraved with wriggling elven runes.

It was not any known creature, but a nightmare creation created purely for the purpose of killing and desecration.

"The guardian of the tomb has been corrupted." The Phoenix King's voice was extremely cold, and the raging rage almost burst out of his eyes.

The high-level elven psychics who were traveling with them were also a little hesitant, because these 'tomb guardians' were also famous warriors in history. After their death, they were buried outside the tomb as 'guardians'.

"It seems that Her Majesty the Queen has prepared a 'surprise' for us."

But Amber obviously didn't hesitate. He moved his wrist, the joints made a crisp popping sound, and blue electric light danced at his fingertips.

"In that case, let's not let her down."

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a blue lightning and rushed towards the deformed skeleton monster.

"boom!"

A pure psychic shock wave exploded in the narrow passage. Amber's fist collided fiercely with the bony claws of the skeleton monster. The violent air wave scraped off a layer of the surrounding stone walls.

The giant skeleton let out a silent roar, and more bony arms stretched out from behind it, wrapping around Amber like poisonous snakes.

"In the way."

Amber snorted coldly, and the blue electric light around her suddenly surged, forming a spherical energy field that bounced off and shattered all the attacking bone arms.

But there are more "tomb guardians" approaching ahead, and the large number makes Amber wonder, has the queen used psychic power to "awaken" all the heroic spirits in the tomb?

At this moment, several figures passed by Amber, and then faced the attacking "Tomb Guardian" without hesitation.

They were some of the high-level psychics who followed Amber and the Phoenix King.

"Your Majesty, you go first, leave this to us!"

"That's right, you guys quickly head to the core area of ​​the mausoleum!"

Phoenix King and Amber took a look at the monster that was suppressed by several psychic masters, and without hesitation, they led the others to pass by them quickly and rushed towards the depths of the passage.

(End of this chapter)