The Last Sentinel

Tokyo, Fuji Pass.

The night was as dark as ink, and a gentle breeze carried a slight chill.

The Human Alliance combat personnel had withdrawn a hundred meters away, each fully armed and ready for battle.

Standing before the crater, Ye Feng, clad in a gold-patterned combat suit, gazed down into the depths of the crater, his eyes gleaming.

From behind, King Arthur said, "Boss, we can begin."

Ye Feng spoke into his headset, "Sentry requesting permission!"

Commander Zhao Donglai's voice rang out, "Speak!"

Ye Feng said, "The Sentinels request a decisive battle against the Perfect City! This battle will decide our fate! We must wipe the Neanderthals off this planet completely!"

The commander's deep, resonant voice commanded, "Permission to begin the war!"

The next moment, the AI's voice reached the ears of all Alliance members.

"The main gun of the Kunpeng is undergoing final coordinate calibration."

"Railgun charging!"

"All personnel should maintain a safe distance."

"Orbital energy storage complete!"

A hundred meters away, Ye Feng, King Arthur, and the others looked up and saw the clouds surging and boiling, the mist churning and colliding. The Kunpeng was operating at full power, turning the entire night sky into a golden hue. The huge engine flames roared and soared, like a pair of giant wings, making the Kunpeng seem like a mythical creature!

King Arthur's eyes gleamed. "An orbital cannon! How long has it been since the Alliance of Men deployed such a powerful weapon?"

Ye Feng said, "You've never seen a railgun before?"

King Arthur shook his head and said, "No! An atomic bomb is like a hand grenade compared to this! This thing wasn't made to deal with carbon-based life; it was designed to annihilate planets and shatter asteroids! One use of such an orbital cannon would reduce the [Kunpeng]'s durability by at least half; two shots would probably render the [Kunpeng] useless."

Just then, the figure of the Kunpeng above, with its energy wings spread wide, suddenly shrank and retreated!

Is this the massive vector recoil effect of a railgun?

[Kunpeng] Such a huge space carrier, with a weight of millions of tons, was pushed back by this force?

As the Kunpeng rose higher and higher, and its wings spread out, it became a tiny point of light. Then, a white light, as if it were destroying the world, appeared in everyone's sight.

"So bright!"

"Was that...was a meteor launched down?"

"Damn it, this safe distance is too close! Let's move further away!"

"It's not useful at all; the main thing is to find cover!"

"Who the hell wrote this 'Safety Manual for Watching Railguns'? Saying 100 meters is a safe distance? That's bullshit! At least 1000 meters is a safe distance!"

"Stop criticizing the manual writers. They're Star Wars veterans from 1999. Their combat suits are completely different from ours. Theirs are space station combat suits, ours are ordinary ground combat suits. Of course they can observe the orbital cannon from a hundred meters away, but we can at least a thousand meters. Let's retreat!"

All the combatants rushed out, except for Ye Feng.

It's not that Ye Feng isn't afraid of death, it's just that Ye Feng is currently standing more than a kilometer away from the crater.

When Ye Feng saw the Kunpeng being propelled into the air by his cannon, he immediately ran a kilometer away. With such a commotion, running a hundred meters away would be suicidal; such dogmatism was absolutely unacceptable.

The white light spot suddenly magnified!

Everything around us faded away even faster, as if a powerful mosaic paintbrush had never been used before, distorting, mosaicking, and particleizing everything that was clear. Hearing, touch, feeling, and even sight all failed at this moment.

An overwhelming sense of oppression, so immense it defies description, washed over us.

That white-gold pillar of light, like the light of the end of the world, descended from the sky and accurately entered the crater!

The beam of light was over a hundred meters in diameter, vast and roaring through the crater. Violent plasma fluid swirled around it, forming blue and white flames and lightning snakes like dragons and serpents. Layers of blue and white energy ripples resembling lightning snakes roared and crashed towards the crater, condensing into a terrifying pool of lightning and electricity with a diameter of eight hundred meters!

Even the most brilliant paintbrush could not capture the magnificence of this moment.

At this moment, only four words remained in Ye Feng's mind: Long live the Human Alliance!

The railgun fired wildly, at 1,000 meters, 10,000 meters, 20,000 meters, 30,000 meters...90 kilometers!

The railgun has already reached the boundary gate!

call--

The railgun, with a diameter of 100 meters, vanished without a trace, leaving behind a thousand-meter-long sea of ​​lightning that churned and boiled, with countless lightning dragons and snakes swirling and surging, seemingly announcing that the railgun had been there.

The AI ​​female voice rang out, waking the shocked combatants.

"The railgun has been fired. All passages between the surface and the shallow mantle layer, spanning 90 kilometers, are now open. All threats from the traps and mechanisms set up by the Dragonkin have been eliminated. The decoy flare has been ignited at the boundary gate. The decoy flare will last for thirty hours. [Kunpeng] AI reporting complete."

The commander's deep, resonant voice reached everyone's ears, "The guidance is activated. Clear the airspace ahead. May you all have good fortune in battle!"

Inside the Kunpeng, Zhao Donglai faced hundreds of projection screens, slowly raising his hand in salute, his cold eyes unable to conceal the fervor and excitement of war.

The next moment, in the airspace a hundred meters high, ordinary wooden sailboats were launched, and with the help of the powerful lift channels, the sails were fully drawn, and they rushed into the crater.

"Let's go!"

Ye Feng leaped up, ready to catch up.

"Boss!" King Arthur said, "How about I go first?"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at King Arthur. "Are you the commander-in-chief on the front lines or am I?"

King Arthur pulled back his cloak, revealing his inner garment—a primitive man's animal skin and a stone mace—clearly ready to enter the perfect city of the glacial world.

King Arthur said, "My lord, you're not prepared. It's not very dignified to go naked. I'll go; I'm prepared."

Ye Feng retorted irritably, "Go to hell! Wait for my signal on land! Now is not the time for you to go on stage!"

King Arthur said, "I'm not going. What if they get wiped out the moment they land? Those guys might not be as physically strong as me!"

Ye Feng smiled slyly: "What if I told you I was just sending them to their deaths?"

King Arthur was stunned. "Your goal is to send them to their deaths? This... how is that possible! Boss, you're not that kind of person!"

Ye Feng said, "Just wait here. Your chance to make a move hasn't come yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng flew away, boarded a wooden sailboat, and entered the underground passage in a grand procession along with eight hundred other wooden sailboats.

On the ground, thousands of remaining combatants looked at each other uneasily, watching King Arthur, who was the highest-ranking and most decorated among them.

King Arthur pulled his cloak tighter around his inner garment and addressed the surrounding men, "Everyone, stand ready! Remain alert! Await the commander's orders! Do not make any rash moves!"

Those around him exclaimed, "Yes!"