Magic Industrial Age.

Chapter 616, Section 614: The Coronation of the King

Papal States
Inside the magnificent temple, a giant magic mirror floats in mid-air, displaying a battlefield scene.

The fourth-generation combat aircraft swept across the sky, its triple magical defense field shaped into a streamlined form, with even the most vulnerable edges as sharp as blades.

As they approached the enemy, the heavy machine guns opened fire, the bullets like long whips, the fighter jets suddenly spun at high speed, and countless air currents scattered, cutting through the swarm of drones.

Even if it caused a series of explosions, they were like fireworks, unable to affect the trajectory of the aircraft, let alone cause any damage.

The unmanned aerial vehicles on the Silver Top are well-known for their power, not only for their agility and speed, but also for their relatively low cost.

In addition to the core control drones and magic drones, there are also unique self-destructing drones, designed to be cost-effective and capable of injuring enemies with explosives.

In previous battles, they inflicted countless damages on the Prayer Legion. Those who were weaker became living targets, chosen for targeted elimination.

Even when the major empires later provided a batch of fighter jets, they were far less agile than drones, unable to even achieve a one-for-one exchange.

But this time, when faced with the fourth-generation fighter jets of the Flower Territory, their weaknesses were exposed.

Given its size, the explosive damage alone is simply insufficient to penetrate the fighter jet's triple defensive force field.
The hypersonic speed of fighter jets is merely a chaotic flow of air being cut; they would be damaged by a single impact and explode upon contact.

That high-speed spin was also developed by the pilots, who named it the 'death roll'.

Well, in the end, they just don't want to use tactical missiles, thinking it's too wasteful.

Supersonic flight, coupled with two heavy machine guns, would solve the problem.

Of course, drones are not without their ways of harming enemies. The core magic drone combination can unleash powerful arcane spells that can also cause considerable damage.

The problem is, that incredibly high speed wasn't fake; it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Unless it's a beam-type magic, even locking onto it is difficult.

After gaining an advantage in the air battle, the ground battle naturally followed suit.

The magic tank, resembling a steel monster, rumbled forward, its two heavy machine guns firing large-caliber armor-piercing rounds.

Even the Steel Golem couldn't withstand it, let alone the Construct Knight.

If they didn't choose to dodge, they would have been hit by a bullet, leaving them with wounds the size of a bowl, bloody and mangled.

But how difficult it is to escape!

Even if it is intentionally controlled, it still fires 600 rounds per minute, like a rain of bullets, leaving no way to dodge or avoid it.

As for the tank's main gun, it's even more impressive; every time it fires, it's only aimed at high-value golems.

The fifth-generation tank's built-in aiming system allows the driver to lock onto targets more effectively. It also features built-in infrared detection magic, enabling it to pinpoint weak points and target the arcane mages who have been driven out of the arcane tower.

With one shot, even the steel golem's defenses were shattered into pieces. Even if it didn't disintegrate, it would be difficult for it to move.

The slight increase in flexibility that an arcane mage gains by being on the battlefield is nowhere near as fast as the speed of a cannonball.

Ultimately, these steel golems were not designed for agility and speed from the outset, but rather for defense and propulsion, representing a completely different development path from mechs.

It's fair to say that, apart from the rare diamond golems, they're all sitting ducks.

Even the Diamond Golem doesn't necessarily have enough power. When three or four of these Land Warfare Kings approach, with their engines running at maximum, the excellent track grip design becomes apparent.

Even the finest diamond golem couldn't stay upright on its two legs and was flipped over.

Not to mention that the King of Land Warfare in Flower Territory has a sophisticated command system, surging forward like a mighty river.

Those relentless waves of attacks were enough to sweep away any enemy in their path.

The assault team following behind wore full sets of dark black combat exoskeletons, which provided both defense and robust power.

In order to counter the Golem Legion's defenses, these Royal Guard soldiers also upgraded their weaponry accordingly.

For example, machine gunners' six-barreled Gatling guns were all fitted with armor-piercing rounds, while ordinary assault soldiers were all armed with grenade launchers.

There are also marksmen who carry sniper cannons, which not only have a long range and high speed, but also have area-of-effect damage.

Despite being armed to the teeth, they were still doing the cleanup work, following behind the tank formation, firing sniper shots, or finishing off the enemy after advancing.

The scene before their eyes left countless people stunned.

Whether it was the allied Invoker Legion or the enemy's Arcane Tower, they all felt that it was not on the same level as what they had faced before.

This advance was forced to stop only when an arcane tower blocked its path.

However, it didn't actually stop for long.

The Arcane Tower was well-prepared, unleashing a barrage of powerful, wide-area spells as the tanks approached.

Various lightning and fire spells, frost spikes, and storm rays were unleashed without restraint, creating an effect of overwhelming firepower.

Even tanks can only activate their full magic shields and stubbornly withstand the damage.

Meanwhile, a group of soldiers hid under the shields and then activated the defensive force field on their exoskeletons.

Despite multiple layers of defense, some tanks did have their shields shattered, but the number was ultimately in the single digits.

The Imperial Guard's counterattack was even more ferocious.

A large number of tanks formed a semi-encircling formation, each adjusting its angle to deliver a full-coverage attack.

Each salvo from the main guns caused the earth to tremble and produce a thunderous explosion.

The Arcane Tower's defensive force field is absolutely powerful. It even made targeted adjustments to counter artillery fire, using the gentle force of a water curtain to reduce kinetic damage.

But as the roar of the main cannon grew more frequent and the power of the explosions increased, it was already close to the Arcane Tower's maximum capacity.

Even so, fighter jets came to cause trouble in the sky, and the annihilation and explosive power of tactical missiles were in no way inferior to that of tanks.

More importantly, their attacks come from more angles and cover a wider range, requiring the Arcane Towers to allocate more resources to defense.

Half an hour later, the Arcane Tower was dilapidated and completely abandoned.

A group of arcane mages walked out of the door dejectedly, holding their heads and looking dejected.

The Legion of Prayers stood guard, swords in hand, heads held high, as if they had won the battle themselves.

The Flower Guard took a short rest before continuing their advance.

Inside the temple, an elderly paladin with a weathered face and a sturdy build seemed to be staring in a daze.

After a long time, when the battle resumed on the magic mirror, He suddenly asked, "Is this thousand-strong army the most elite in the Flower Territory?"

"this?"

Before him, the current Pope, Saint Clement, hesitated for a moment before saying, "My Lord, it should be considered, but perhaps not entirely."

At least from what I've seen, there seem to be even stronger units than this.

"This is something Yorn can answer; he has a more thorough understanding of the Holy Dragon Demiplane."

As they spoke, the two looked at Saint John!

The dignified cardinal of the Church of the Sun God, a legendary powerhouse, was now as nervous as a child.

He suppressed his anxiety, organized his thoughts, and said, "In terms of the quality of the soldiers and their equipment, this thousand-man legion is already a member of the active-duty Abyss Expeditionary Legion of the Flower Territory. Luo Yi definitely did not try to fool us with weaklings."

However, the development of magical equipment in the Flower Territory has its own unique characteristics.

They call it: conceive one generation, develop one generation, reserve one generation, and produce one generation.

The fifth-generation tanks and fourth-generation fighter jets currently on display are indeed in service with the Guards, but based on my understanding of them, sixth-generation tanks and fifth-generation fighter jets should already be in the laboratory.

"In addition, they also have completed long-range missiles and combat mechs that have not been delivered."

Therefore, the real Flower Guard is even more formidable than it appears.

The elderly paladin then asked, "And how many? There shouldn't be too many legions like that, right?"

"The front-line combat corps, I mean the combat soldiers similar to those in the video, should number around 50,000."

However, the Flower Kingdom possesses a massive logistics force, including an engineering corps, a transport battalion, fighter jet take-off and landing ground crew, a magical machinery repair unit, a combat command post, a war-ready magical energy factory, and so on…”

"If all of them were counted, there would be about 500,000 people. Although they are not very strong, they can all be put into battle as long as Luo Yi gives the order."

The old paladin nodded slowly, somewhat admiringly saying, "He truly deserves to be called someone who can make a difference even in the bottomless abyss, and he is indeed a great hero who dares to face the king of the abyss."

Compared to him, even the gods are outdated.

"My lord, you mustn't say that!"

"There's nothing we can't say. The Arcane Council of Netheril can corner us with a single ultimate arcane spell."

If this mortal legion of Flower Territory is stronger than my divine war legion, what is there to hide?

I am God, but no one says that God never makes mistakes, never feels fear, or never falls behind.

These were words that were almost treasonous, yet He uttered them with such naturalness. However, the Pope and Saint John beside him did not show the slightest sign of their faith being shattered; on the contrary, they became even more devout.

Compared to the other gods of Herka, this one is indeed extremely charismatic, brave and fearless, and willing to give her all for this world.

From any perspective, He is worthy of worship and faith.

At this moment, the god looked down and said, "You all get ready, I'm going out for a bit."

"My lord, are you preparing to go?"

"Of course it's the 138th floor of the Bottomless Abyss. Since you all failed to invite them, it's my turn to step in."

Besides, I might be able to help him out on this trip.

……

It took Loy and the red dragon Virgil ten whole days to recover from their near-death state.

The broken bones were reset, the organs were gradually repaired under the continuous nourishment of the gentle holy power, the wounds healed and scabbed over, and the fighting spirit and magic power gradually recovered.

Now that they've reached this point, the power within them is too immense, making it impossible for them to regain their vitality with the use of various rare magical potions as they used to.

Luo Yi even felt that if he died, even if the Pope were to be drained of his strength by the "Great Resurrection Spell," it would be difficult for him to return to his prime.

Even though her injuries hadn't fully healed, Luo Yi was still working tirelessly to make various arrangements, assign tasks, prepare the legion, and prepare for one last expedition.

To be honest, with the Ninth Expedition featuring the most powerful rulers of the Abyss, such as Lord Grazt the Dark Lord, he really couldn't imagine who would be the final one to appear.
At this moment, Luo Yi also realized that his desire to become the Abyss King in his mortal form was being resisted by the will of the Abyss.

That's too high-profile. They don't even want to get involved with the slightest bit of the power of the abyss. It would be a miracle if the will of the abyss was happy about that!
If it weren't for the pressing issues in the Herka plane, which had become unbearable, things wouldn't have dragged on any longer.

Otherwise, Luo Yi really wanted to wait ten or a hundred years, until her strength had accumulated to a certain level, before engaging in the final battle.

Given the situation, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

Life is rarely perfect. If you're unwilling to give up either side, then you have to fight for it!

The final battle will face a demon lord who has betrayed his cause, a powerful hellish chain demon.

In a sense, demons and devils are irreconcilable races, sworn enemies, the kind that fight to the death the moment they meet.

However, under the devil's evil order, there will inevitably be those who resist under oppressive policies.

Some demons refuse to obey orders to die; they choose to escape, and naturally, they cannot return to hell.

And the abyss is the best place to hide filth and evil.

The past of this Hell Chain Demon is lost to history, but considering that he was able to become a Demon Lord in the 138th level of the Abyss and carve out a place for himself among a group of demons, his strength is indeed remarkable.

The demons under His command, even those He trained, had developed a certain degree of order; at least in large-scale wars, they knew how to advance and retreat in unison and obey orders.

For most demon legions, this is already quite an achievement.

Of course, the reason He was placed last is not because Loy thought He was strong, but simply because He was the furthest away.

But once long-range missiles capable of opening large portals appeared, distance was no longer an issue.

The same tactic is used: first, fighter jets clear a path, clearing out an area.
Then, the long-range missile landed, and in the shockwave and dust it created, a portal suddenly opened.

Then came the roar of the King of Land Warfare, followed by the galloping of heavy armored personnel carriers, legendary powerhouses soaring through the sky, guarding all directions, and fourth-tier natural disasters focusing on protecting a certain direction.

A legion of mages quickly passed by and constructed a large magic circle on the open ground nearby.

This final battle cannot be fought with excessive caution, hence the large number of troops deployed in this expeditionary force.

However, this means the portal created by the missile cannot be maintained for long, and a new portal needs to be opened.

Strangely, the process went too smoothly, so smoothly that not a single demon appeared.

This eeriness even permeated the entire battlefield, until the Flower Territory's legion advanced all the way to the foot of the Chain Demon's castle, where they discovered traces of demons.

However, these demons all chose to kneel in various postures, burying their heads and sticking their buttocks up high, making a prostration gesture!
The Imperial Guard soldiers were stunned by what they saw, finding it unbelievable.

In fact, this scene continued in front of the Devil's Castle.
The demon lord, the Hell Chain Demon, dragging his binding chains, crawled step by step to the foot of the demon throne, to stand before Loy.

He looked up at him with a mixture of fear and curiosity, but after just one glance, he immediately lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Chain Demon Chris greets the Conqueror King, the greatest hero of mortals, His Majesty Loy."

On behalf of my Lord, I offer you my deepest respect.

"Who is your master?"

"Great Lord of the End of All Things, Registrar of Fate, Steward of the Crystal Tower, Forgotten One, Merciless One, Ancient Death God Jergo, let the lowly Chain Demon greet you."

He is beyond the planes, in the chaotic astral realm, waiting to see you!

At this moment, even someone as mentally strong as Luo Yi couldn't help but twitch her face slightly before trying to look up at the sky.

He was mentally prepared, but upon hearing who was coming, he still couldn't hold back his emotions.

The multiverse contains many prime matter planes, as well as many upper and lower planes.

But there is only one underworld.

There are many Grim Reapers; basically every prime material plane has one. But if we're talking about the ancient Grim Reaper, there is only one: Jehovah.

He is the oldest god of death in the multiverse, without exception, fulfilling the duty of death even before intelligent beings knew anything about it.

However, when He Himself grew tired of it, He relinquished His divine office to His successor.

And after the deaths of these gods, they continued to serve the rising gods of death, Cyrek and Clemvor.

To be precise, He is only loyal to the position of 'King of the Dead', and if a God of Death is in power and fails to properly fulfill his duties, He may even secretly overthrow him.

In fact, of all the Grim Reapers, He admires the current Grim Reaper, Kranz, but doesn't really approve of Melkor, who has already died, or Cyric, a mortal who became a god.

This is because He is dedicated to maintaining the order of death, is a funeral attendant who follows destiny, and foresees the end of all things.

He also dedicated himself to systematically documenting the gradual descent of the multiverse into death, hence the title "The Recorder of Fate."

This being was once a powerful deity, even reaching the pinnacle of the multiverse, but now, he is merely a weak deity.

But if you really think of Him as a weak divine being, a steward of the underworld, then you're a fool.

The rules for the ascension of deities in the multiverse have always been that the more believers the better, the more important the divine office the better, and the wider the distribution of faith across planes the better.

This is the source of their strength.

However, once they truly reached the pinnacle, faith became a burden, so the gods then dedicated themselves to freeing themselves from the influence of faith.

Many gods and demons have walked this path in the past, but those who are still around today are few and far between.

For example, the god of gods, Io.

For example, the most powerful existing demon in the Abyss, Obiris, the mother of the Dark Lord Grazt, and the Demon Mother Cangye.

Even Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell who is renowned throughout the multiverse, is still somewhat lacking.

And Jegoller was firmly in that row.

This alone gives you an idea of ​​how powerful this person is.

At this moment, Luo Yi truly felt like she was caught in a dilemma, and her anxiety was almost overflowing.

But he was only nervous for three seconds before patting the red dragon beneath him and saying, "What we have to face, we will eventually have to face."

Roaring Flower...

As if sensing Roy's fighting spirit, the red dragon Virgil carried Roy into the air, its powerful wings whipping up a gale strong enough to tear through space.

At this moment, Roy and Virgil were like lone warriors facing a storm—though there are thousands of people, I will go!
Beyond that void, in the chaos, death and darkness had long since permeated the land.

That was not the death and darkness in Luo Yi's memory; there was no resentment or unwillingness mixed in, nor any lingering trace of bloodshed or fear.
There is only pure death, like the stillness after a summer storm, and the darkness and safety of the womb.

That was unlike anything that death and darkness could present; it possessed a unique allure.

At that moment, Loy also saw Yego's clone.

It was a withered, fragile mummy with gray skin that tightly wrapped around the remaining skeleton.

Most of His body was covered by a completely opaque cloak that seemed to absorb all energy and rules.

His white gloves covered his slender, claw-like hands and forearms.

In His hands He always held a thick scroll covered with intricate, incomprehensible handwriting, and a freshly dipped quill pen.

At that moment, a king's crown, burning with the flames of the abyss, appeared before Him.

He looked at Luo Yi, lowered his head slightly, and there was a faint approval in his calm eyes. He then spoke in the most straightforward tone.

I have come here to crown you king!

(End of this chapter)