Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 421-419: The Final Chaos (Bonus Chapter 2)

Flower collar,
Golden House.

The Magic Mirror was once again adjusted by Loy to an eight-view mode.

The rectangular screen has two columns at the top and bottom, and four columns at the left and right, offering eight different perspectives of the brutal battlefield.

Moreover, they are all scenes from the Marne battlefield.

The Demon Eye Alliance knows what everyone likes to see; this time, they're ignoring the small, insignificant battlefields.

Instead, they turned all twenty-four magic eyes toward the Marne River.

It is said that the battle took place on the Marne River, but in reality, it was a battle that raged for countless miles in both the east and west directions, with this place as the core!

Soldier, Knight, Magic Gunner, Mage, Demon, Devil, Undead, Dark Creature, Priest, Paladin, Angel

There are also extraordinary beings, natural disasters, and even legends...

They all gathered here, fighting with abandon! Slaughtering! A fight to the death!
And all of this began with the opening of the Gates of Heaven and the arrival of the Legion of Prayers.

Whatever the reason, the Empire's high-end combat forces remained restrained.

On several occasions before, the coalition forces had provided more than enough supplies, but they chose to be patient.

However, when the Flame Demon Legion appeared, rampaged, and slaughtered, it finally snapped an invisible string.

Since neither of them is willing to restrain themselves, then they should stop restraining themselves altogether.

The most powerful means of dealing with demons is, of course, divine power, and among the seven gods, the one in charge of battle is none other than the god of justice, Tom.

Upholding justice requires strength!

Therefore, His army of supplicants immediately entered the battlefield and suppressed the demon army within the domain shaped by divine power.

The battle between the two sides swept from the north bank to the south bank, turning every place into a battlefield and causing destruction everywhere.

The chaos of the demons and the discipline of the supplicants were on full display in this battle.

A single supplicant may not be able to defeat a mid-level demon, but several of them working together in a battle formation, fighting fearlessly, can withstand and kill it.

If it were dozens, even high-ranking demons would dare to challenge it.

They are truly fearless, even more so than demons.

Meanwhile, the three-headed fire dragon was also entangled by the holy hero riding a unicorn.

It has an area-of-effect attack, is thick-skinned and tough, and is not afraid of being hit.

With speed maxed out, he is agile and nimble, and his swordsmanship is astonishing.

Neither side could hurt the other, and neither side could kill the other, so they entangled themselves from the ground to the sky.

This made the Balrog very unhappy. He had already harvested enough souls and flesh, but he wanted more.

However, his attack was blocked by a four-winged holy angel.

This Holy Spirit, elevated by the God of Justice, radiates a gentle yet resilient light, offering the best comfort to mortals and the greatest harm to demons.

Under this light, the Balrog roared in anger. He brandished his whip, which transformed into a greatsword when he slashed down.

Where the sword light passed, the raging abyssal fire seemed to tear the earth apart.

The angel of holy light, however, did not flinch. With its four wings flapping and a mace in hand, it charged forward.

With a deafening crash, the flames of the abyss and the holy light of the gods intertwined, and the next second, an even more intense collision and battle ensued.

Seeing that the Church of the Seven Gods had made its move, the allied forces could no longer hold back and held another evil sacrifice.

With a beating angel's heart as a sacrifice, and countless souls from the battlefield offered up, a fully-fledged hellish legion was borrowed from Lord Bayer, the master of Aphonas, the first level of the Bartholomew's Hell.

Then, decaying magic permeated the air, hellfire burned, and a crack opened in the void, revealing a bronze fortress standing tall in the desolate world.

There stood a pillar of skulls, and the army of demons from purgatory passed beneath it before finally entering the human world.

The Infernal Legion is a completely different breed from the demons. They are the epitome of order, wearing identical armor and weapons, and every step they take in formation lands with the same landing point and sound.

Their arrival disrupted the war from the left flank, throwing the Prayer Legion into disarray.

Just as the demon legion was about to storm the gates of heaven and kill the praying priests, a dozen more priests arrived, stepping through the air.

They landed on the right flank of the demon legion, prayed, and summoned phantoms that resembled a forest of trees.

Countless trees rose from the ground, transforming into tree-people, waving their branches, and began their charge.

There were also the incredibly agile Prayer, skilled in archery and tracking, who also formed a legion and accompanied the Treants to the battlefield.

Without hesitation, they launched a fierce attack on the demon legion. Arrows imbued with holy power rained down, striking the demons like poison.

This can be considered another form of the Gate of Heaven. This time, it was the wandering god, Mountain Dakor, who made the move.

The allied forces, enraged, summoned the Abyss Vampire Legion and the Gnoll Legion to attack from the right flank.

On the Empire's side, instead of the seven gods going to war, several Scourge mages descended from the sky and began using summoning spells. They set up an altar, and using some unknown material as a sacrifice, they somehow tore open a rift to the fire elemental plane.

Then, the fire elemental giants, led by the Fire King, crossed the spatial rift with a fury that could ignite everything.

The Allied Forces can summon them, and the Empire is not without similar means.

The intervention of the fire elemental giants left both the Abyss Blood Clan and the Gnoll Legion somewhat helpless, as their methods for dealing with these elemental creatures were rather ineffective.

However, at this time, they received help from the Allied Knights.

The horn of war sounded, and these extraordinary knights, at least second-tier and mostly third-tier, bravely stepped into the battlefield.

Their appearance also indicates that the Allied Forces' resources are not limitless.

When it comes to the critical moment, even on such a dangerous battlefield, we have to grit our teeth and go.

As for the Empire, they were equally decisive. A group of Imperial soldiers, after detonating their needles, charged into the battlefield with heavy machine guns, grenades, mortars, or rocket launchers.

Sometimes, imperial soldiers are incredibly valuable; even one person has to be taken very seriously.

But in wartime, soldiers are expendable resources. No matter how many die, it's all worth it as long as the position can be captured.

Meanwhile, in mid-air, various aerial knights also made their moves, engaging the Imperial Flying Legion in a fierce chase and battle.

As for the higher skies below, the fourth-tier powerhouses had long been unable to restrain themselves and were engaged in a fierce battle.

Earth, fire, wind, and water; light and darkness; all kinds of fighting spirits, blooming without reservation.

Behind each of them, there were also Scourge mages, casting deadly spells.

The elements are in flux and intertwined; once caught up in it, no one knows what they will encounter next.

But no one dared to stop; on such a battlefield, there was only one option: to fight with all one's might.

Frankly speaking, the Empire is still at a disadvantage when it comes to the fourth-tier natural disaster level.

Ultimately, it was a fight against two opponents, namely the Bonaparte Empire and the Kingdom of Sardinia, both powerful and deeply entrenched rulers.

They were indeed outnumbered at the fourth tier, and seeing themselves being overwhelmed, one of the mechanical calamities finally couldn't hold back any longer.

They released floating mage towers, surrounded by thunderstorms, and then, one mechanical cannon after another appeared.

Please note that these cannons are controlled by the activated tower spirits, who calculate the trajectory and then command the firing.

These shells chased after a group of fourth-tier bombers with incredible accuracy, making even the fourth-tier powerhouses of the allied forces feel threatened.

They are not afraid of one or two shells; even if they are directly confronted, they can withstand it!

However, if targeted and attacked by four or five anti-aircraft guns, with concentrated shells and relentless bombardment, even a fourth-tier natural disaster would not be able to withstand it.

This can be considered a comeback, but it's not enough; the difference in numbers is too great.

Until, the gates of the heavens of the mage god Azus opened in the void, and angels and holy spirits appeared, followed by their unique mage supplicants.

Thus, they managed to pull the declining situation back up.

This prompted the Church of the Sun to take action.

They also opened the gates to the kingdom of the sun god, summoning angels to aid them in the battle.

This is real interference; they took action in front of everyone.

Now, in addition to the chaotic battle of the fourth tier, two more angels were confronting, clashing, and fighting in the sky, creating quite a lively scene.

Don't be fooled by their angelic appearance; when they turn their hands into something, they can be utterly ruthless.

Moreover, they knew the opponent's weaknesses, and when they attacked, they targeted those weaknesses without any hesitation.

When a dragon's roar resounded across the land and a jade-green figure charged into the battlefield, it signified that even legendary powerhouses could no longer hold back.

Quentin Parkinson, the Green Dragon Knight, known as the man who pierced the abyss, wields a dragon spear and seems poised to crush everything in his path.

However, a black-robed mage blocked his way, his face obscured by a hood.

However, the sunspot above his head was truly terrifying.

But they were just setting an example; many more vast auras collided, and the magic and combat techniques they unleashed possessed the power to tear apart heaven and earth.

The only pity is that battles of legend, or even those above legend, are beyond the reach of the Near-Orbit Magic Eye.

That's beyond their capabilities. What they can observe are either spatial distortions, elemental tides, domain coverage, or rule collisions...

Thus, the Marne River, once an ordinary place, became a merciless whirlpool.
This will continuously draw in all the forces of the Empire and the Allied Forces, leading to a final, endless chaotic war!

Leaving aside the legendary battles, which are not battles that can be observed, the fourth-tier calamities are falling at a rate of almost one every ten minutes.

The Marne River, after the great battle, ultimately became like the end of the world!
　This chapter is an extra update from yesterday!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)