Mystery: A Spark

Anton Einhorn was familiar with the sound; it was the sound of sails billowing in the wind, a sound he had heard many times over the years.

"It's quite windy today." The adjutant next to him pressed his hat down and looked up.

“At sea, the wind is still quite strong…” Anton Einhorn’s words suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the sails billowing in the wind, his brows gradually furrowing.

"What's wrong, General?" The adjutant asked, noticing that something was off about his expression.

“Something seems off.” Anton Einhorn felt a strange unease, but he didn’t know where it came from.

For him, who had led troops in battle for many years, they were undoubtedly in the upper hand in this war.

Therefore, having gained the upper hand, they began using Runes to train their soldiers.

According to Anton Einhorn, as long as those terrifying high-ranking figures don't step in and overturn the game, it will be difficult for Rune to break this stalemate.

Because there are also high-ranking figures in their Fusaks, a delicate balance of power has been formed between the two sides.

If one side is dragged into the mortal war first, then the high-ranking person on the other side will gain a significant advantage.

Such an advantage can sometimes be turned into a winning position for those in a high position.

It's clearly not worth it for an angel to risk injury and personally intervene in a war that's essentially a show of force and a training exercise.

Therefore, the angels restrained each other, and the highest level of extraordinary power participating in this war was only Sequence 3.

In fact, there are only a handful of Sequence 3 units, and they are all concentrated on the Winter County battlefield.

Both sides tacitly kept the war confined to the level of ordinary people, because there was no incentive for those in positions of power to intervene.

Just as Anton Einhorn was pondering what was wrong, a soldier suddenly shouted:

"General, a tsunami is coming!"

Anton Einhorn turned around abruptly and saw a long white line appear on the distant sea, spreading toward him at a visible speed.

Above the white line, three black dots can be faintly seen.

"General, the Runes want us to get closer to the shore!" The adjutant quickly figured out the purpose of the tsunami.

Anton Einhorn remained calm. "Are they being pushed to their limits by our combined land and sea forces and trying to board the ship by force? That's not enough."

He raised his hand and commanded loudly:

"Lower the sails! Prepare for impact!"

The sails were lowered with a creaking sound from the winches, and the fleet of warships began to retract to increase their shock resistance.

Furthermore, the warships were connected by thick ropes to prevent them from being separated by the tsunami.

Upon seeing this, Arthur on the fortress chuckled, "Ha, the ships are chained together as if walking on flat ground."

The lieutenant general standing nearby didn't notice what Arthur was saying; he was focused on looking through his binoculars at the distant fleet of warships being battered by the tsunami.

His brows furrowed quickly.

"Oh no, the distance seems a bit too short. It's difficult to force our way onto the ship from this position."

“No, that’s enough,” Arthur said calmly.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a slightly immature command rang out on the battlefield:

"Scunder Legion, advance! Purge all living things from the warships!"

Chapter 296 Arthur: You guys have really put me in a lot of trouble!

The advantage is mine!

This was the thought that Anton Einhorn had been having just a minute ago.

However, now, seeing the hordes of metal giants on the shore not far away, his heart sank.

These metallic giants emerged from several illusory gates.

They were painted entirely in blue, with an unidentified golden emblem on their chest consisting of a strange skull and two battle blades.

On their right shoulder is a red badge consisting of a sickle and a wrench.

In addition, the metal giant carried a large, seemingly deadly sword on his back and a very large-caliber pistol at his waist.

To be more precise, it could be called a hand cannon.

The metal giants were only a few dozen meters from the shore, while the Fusak fleet, propelled by the storm and tsunami, was also only a few dozen meters from the shore.

Logically speaking, this distance is actually quite safe.

After all, it's several tens of meters long. Apart from some extraordinary individuals with special abilities, it's actually very difficult for ordinary soldiers to cross that distance and forcibly board the ship in a short period of time.

However, it is clear that these metal giants are not ordinary soldiers.

"Get away from the coast! Aim the artillery at them!"

As soon as he regained his balance from the tsunami, Anton Einhorn roared out.

However, his command was in vain, because the metal giants began to move.

A dense, heavy thud of footsteps echoed as the metal giants raced toward the shore at an astonishing speed that belied their rugged, heavy appearance.

Then, with a "bang!" he jumped up and easily crossed a distance of several dozen meters, landing steadily on the deck of the Fussack warship.

At this moment, the Fusaks' cannons had only just turned a small angle.

Hundreds of metal giants were scattered across dozens of Fussack warships, and after a spectacular boarding maneuver, they drew their broad, long swords from their backs.

It was only then that Anton Einhorn realized that these greatswords were not ordinary metal swords, but chainsaw swords composed of a thick spine and chainsaws.

"Buzz!" The chainsaw sword activated, and a cold, rigid mechanical sound emanated from within the metal giant's body:

"Order to eliminate has been received. Begin execution!"

What followed was a bloody massacre.

"Damn Runes! What the hell are these things?!" Anton Einhorn rallied his soldiers to fight against the giant metal figures that had transformed into meat grinders.

After finding an opportunity to shoot a metal giant through the heart without slowing the giant's movements in the slightest, Anton Einhorn realized something was wrong.

Are these things mechanical constructs? The work of the Steam Church? These thoughts flashed through his mind.

Anton Einhorn was not a reckless person. As a demigod-level extraordinary being on the hunter path, finding the enemy's weaknesses was a basic skill of his.

So, although it was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing, he quickly came to a guess after careful analysis.

Anton Einhorn believed that these metal giants were similar to robots, and that destroying their control center or something similar would turn them into a pile of scrap metal.

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

The Reaper's physical destructive power is extremely strong. Although the Metal Titan's shell is sturdy, it was still badly damaged and rendered immobile in a very short time under Anton Einhorn's repeated attacks on its weak points.

Upon seeing this, Anton Einhorn was overjoyed.

However, what Anton Einhorn didn't know was that if he used his spiritual vision to observe the metal giant he had dismantled at that moment, he would discover that when the metal giant stopped moving, a spirit left the giant's body and entered the spirit world.

At the same time, the metal giant's green eyes turned red.

This phenomenon caught the attention of Anton Einhorn. Although he didn't understand what the Metal Titan's eye color change meant, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

So he quickly moved away without hesitation.

The next second, a loud "BOOM!" rang out, and the metal giant exploded.

Anton Einhorn escaped, but the soldiers around him did not.

As the metal giant exploded, its body shattered instantly, turning into fragments of metal that flew in all directions like scattering flowers, piercing into the flesh and blood of each and every one of them.

In an instant, the Fusaks on this warship suffered heavy casualties.

Generally speaking, the destructive power of an explosion is relatively limited if it does not reach a certain level of power.

If it hadn't been right in the location of the explosion, no one might have even died.

However, when the explosion and debris combine, the situation changes drastically, not to mention that the Metal Giant's explosion itself is also incredibly powerful.

Painful cries rose and fell, echoing from the Fusak soldiers who had miraculously survived the "scattering of flowers" attack.

They were not killed by shrapnel, but this was not their good fortune, as they were suffering immense pain.

Fortunately, their suffering did not last long. After one Metal Titan exploded, the other Metal Titans did not stop their actions and easily ended the suffering of the Fusaac soldiers.

This scene horrified Anton Einhorn, filling him with intense regret and hatred for the people of Ruen.

As a demigod, destroying the metal giant wasn't too difficult for him.

However, if every Metal Titan were like this, self-destructing once destroyed, then Anton Einhorn would be somewhat helpless.

Because he is a Ironblood Knight, a demigod of the Hunter path, he can unite the power of all his subordinates and also have the damage he suffers shared among them.

Such a high-attack, high-defense sequence would not be at a significant disadvantage against ordinary extraordinary beings, or even demigods of the same level.

However, when faced with a considerable number of Metal Titans, clad in metal armor and wielding chainsaw swords, capable of self-destructing to kill enemies after being destroyed, Anton Einhorn suddenly felt like he was being controlled.

He stood at a distance, watching the metal giants slaughter their soldiers like tigers among sheep, and his mind began frantically searching for a solution.

Sending the soldiers back is not feasible, because in the current situation, if the soldiers hear the order to retreat, they could easily turn the retreat into a rout.

Therefore, we must find other ways to eliminate the threat of the metal giant.

The soldiers couldn't retreat, but they also couldn't let the metal giants continue their rampage. The best way was to restrict their movements... So, I could find a way to dislocate their limbs, and then... that would... Anton Einhorn quickly came up with a solution, but at that moment he felt his thinking becoming increasingly sluggish.

What... happened? Could it be... that someone... is... launching a sneak attack...? Anton Einhorn struggled to process the thoughts in his mind while simultaneously manipulating his body, trying to come up with a response.

But at that moment, a deep, hoarse voice sounded behind him.

"You stopped fighting, so you can no longer fight."

This is a twisted power from the Fallen Earl!

That wasn't the end of it. Just as Anton Einhorn's intentions were twisted to the point that he was unable to launch an attack for a short period of time, a strong sense of drowsiness overwhelmed him.

Oh no... it's... hypnosis... Anton Einhorn tried his best to resist, but his body became increasingly sluggish and his mind became increasingly unclear.

As the number of Fussack's soldiers dwindled due to the killing of the Metal Titans, Anton Einhorn ultimately succumbed to the dual control of the "Trickster" and the "Spirit Shaman," transforming into a puppet under their control.

At this moment, the mastermind behind the plot against Anton Einhorn finally revealed himself.

"An Ironblood Knight puppet, not a bad haul." Klein adjusted his sunglasses, a smile playing on his lips.