There can't be a Harvest Moon in the RimWorld.

Good, now it's my turn to make my appearance.

What was that saying again...?

Uphold justice!

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After I arrived on the battlefield, the third wave of behemoths appeared, meaning that more strange creatures were emerging from the ground. Among them was a 13-meter-long Titan Python, which, with its tank-like body and agile movement, evaded concentrated fire and tore a large hole in the frontal defense.

The three-meter-tall Devil Frog, with its back covered in venom sacs, severely disrupted the tribe's hunting formation with its venom spray, causing heavy casualties to Gray's men who were unable to dodge in time.

On the other side, the flat giant scorpion, taller than a person, walked close to the ground and made full use of its advantage of not stiffening after death. It fiercely counterattacked under the attack of the Royal Knights Guard, severely damaging Baron Frank's reputation.

This arrogant knight leader unleashed mind attacks without restraint, relentlessly using blinding, dizzying, berserk, and confusion attacks until he withdrew from the battle bleeding from all seven orifices.

The battle had reached a fever pitch, and it seemed that no one knew why they were fighting; they were simply trying to prove themselves stronger than their opponents. The roars of beasts grew increasingly deafening, fearlessly charging into the human battlefield, solely to kill as many enemies as possible.

This strange atmosphere even affected the human side, with everyone brandishing their weapons to eliminate the enemy before them.

In this strange atmosphere, an extremely terrifying roar came from the cave, and the black mist in the sky seemed to be nothing more than a footnote to these low growls.

Suddenly, several strange, towering trees appeared in the black mist, completely out of place with the hunters.

The strange tree was over thirty meters tall, its gnarled branches growing upwards, pointing straight to the sky, yet possessing a rounded, curved shape that branches could not possibly have. The animal's body was solidified but lacked a regular shape, resembling a huge lump with a distinct indentation in the middle, presumably where its mouth would be.

The only way to identify it as an animal is by its three hooves, which make it stand upright on the ground like a large cauldron.

A strange wave swept across the entire area, shattering everyone's sanity. Only the bald man could barely withstand the light and remained standing.

I immediately realized that if what I had just opened was the gates of hell, then what was standing in front of me now was the King of Hell!

The defensive formation couldn't hold out for even a moment against the footsteps of these enormous monsters before it was utterly crushed. Countless tentacles and gigantic mouths covering their bodies devoured lives indiscriminately, the sounds of which were both howls and maniacal laughter, igniting panic among the human forces for the first time.

"It's the Dark Demon! It's the avenger of the earth!"

A sudden gasp rippled through the tribe, as if they had recognized this illogical animal.

I went up to Gray. "Gray, are you sure you can hold on for another ten minutes?"

Gray looked at me with delight and nodded resolutely: "Boss! I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

After saying that, he led the tribe's warriors to charge at the monster.

"Baldy, you guys go too! Tell everyone that Lord Shafulin is about to perform a miracle!"

The bald man smiled knowingly and relayed his words to the entire Sharp Vision Alliance. The legion members visibly felt their morale soar, and they charged towards the enemy.

"For Lord Seven X! Long live Lord Shafulin!"

Soon, a streak of fire lit up the sky, as if something was rapidly entering the atmosphere and heading towards the battlefield. I stood still, hands behind my back, appearing calm and collected, slightly tilting my head back to look at the firelight with a mysterious smile.

The unidentified flying object approached rapidly, only deploying its deceleration device at low altitude, and slowly approached the ground relying on the deceleration of its multi-layered descent structure.

"Sir, it's in the sky!" the bald man exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't make a fuss, calm down." I smiled at him.

"No...sir! From the sky!" the bald man shouted in alarm, his speech seemingly impaired by shock.

I don't have such a disgraceful subordinate as you. You've been pretending to be a charlatan for so long, yet you still act like you've never seen an airplane before.

"Don't pull me! I just got into position. A real man never looks back at an explosion, you know that!"

The bald man finally came to his senses and shouted, "Sir! That thing is about to hit you! Get out of the way!"

Upon hearing this, I turned around...

Sure enough, a huge container fell from the sky, and it was only a few seconds away from crushing me underneath!

Holy crap! That almost hit me!

Sharon Whitestone, are you a traitor?!

Sorry, Mr. Marcus, there was an error in the data.

After scrambling and rolling to avoid it, I quickly broke through the layers of packaging and crawled inside to search for what I needed...

Gray, along with Senbo and the others, blocked the path of a dark monster, striking its leg with an axe. However, the tree-like monster showed no reaction, continuing to laugh maniacally as it moved its three legs, its central mouth about to swallow a human, sending blood flying everywhere.

"asshole!"

Gray flew into a rage and tore at the black monster's branches with brute force. Countless streams of dark green pus and blood gushed from the cracks, turning into a deadly toxic fumes as they were poured onto the ground.

The Royal Knights Guard also surrounded a giant monster. After charging up their strength to almost beyond human limits, they used their power hammers to strike the monster's body, knocking off chunks of rotten wood. But each strike meant that a warrior's arms were broken and he was completely exhausted, forced to withdraw from the battle.

Countless human warriors stepped forward from the battle lines to stand against the rotting, tomb-like creatures, doing everything in their power to prevent the monsters from breaching their defenses...

"Everyone, get out of the way!"

Just when the battle line was on the verge of collapse, those short yet long ten minutes finally came to an end. I stood behind the lines and shouted to them.

Behind me, countless dark cannon barrels stood, pointing directly at the location of the giant monster and the pitch-black cave!

The entire audience was stunned for a moment, and only my arrogant shouts remained.

"I'll show you what it means to be an army from scratch! Behold my Italian cannon!"

Behind me lay a defensive artillery position powered by portable reactors. These interstellar-age industrial products, after drifting in space for millennia, had finally been rebuilt by me using the Colonizer System, unleashing their power once more.

When Bertholdt released gravitational waves and summoned weapons from outer space, I had Sharon Whitestone deliberately control the drop point, requesting that the weapon modules be landed at the foot of the mountain in the name of the Ecosystem.

At this moment, hundreds of drone guns lined up in a row, automatically aiming at the monsters that entered their range, quickly creating a blindingly bright killing zone in front of the first line of defense.

Fifty molten metal cannons also formed a defensive position. These weapons relied on energy to melt metal as projectiles, and were highly reliable. In a single volley of fire, they bombarded the distance relentlessly, instantly covering the location of the Gates of Hell and turning the black mist-filled cavern into a blazing sea of ​​fire!

Chapter 530 The Devil Comes from Heaven

The drone guns were lined up in a row, with ammunition belts hanging on the left providing a continuous supply of ammunition. The guns fired angry bullets non-stop, forming a powerful, overlapping network of fire, like a long whip hitting the ground, instantly breaking the spine of the surging monster wave.

"Listen up, everyone! The machine guns will hold the line behind you, but now it's time for a full-scale assault! We must do everything in our power to suppress the monsters and force them back into that abyss! Only in this way can we completely annihilate the monsters at the gates of hell!"

The shelling just now could only slow down the rate at which the monsters were coming out, but it couldn't eliminate them all.

If the monsters and humans engage in close combat on the front lines, they will become entangled and unable to provide indiscriminate fire coverage. On the other hand, if they are left unattended and a blank buffer zone is created, these monsters are likely to be frightened and flee when the shelling begins, affecting the effectiveness of the shelling and forming a more dangerous roaming horde of monstrous beasts.

I don't need to say much; almost everyone understands that the safest option is to throw the monster back into the abyss and trap it under the cave.

With the drone guns stationed there, forces including the Aim Human Federation, Tesienya, the Iron Alliance, and others abandoned their defenses and roared as they charged into the enemy ranks, joining up with their human comrades on both flanks to form a net-like counter-encirclement!

"Warriors of the tribe, go on the hunt with three times the numbers! Let them see the might of the tribe!"

Gray, like a true tribal chief, wielded his battle axe, carving a bloody path through the enemy ranks and gathering the scattered hunting parties into a hundred-strong force. Together, they unleashed a thunderous roar and launched an attack on the monster, awakening its fear with their overwhelming power.

The slaughter squad made slight adjustments, replacing their sniper rifles with close-range shotguns and small-caliber assault rifles, and began to charge into the beast horde. Working in twos and threes, they flexibly coordinated and used cruel and efficient hunting methods to kill the surging monsters, quickly creating a clear area.

The Meto Empire's guards were unruly and unconventional, but they also had a unique fighting style. Unwilling to admit defeat, they quickened their pace and used freely combined three-on-three formations to kill monsters in close combat.

I have already demonstrated my strength and am fully capable of blasting the monsters to smithereens with artillery. As a result, everyone in the arena was as if they had been given a shot of adrenaline, forcing them to fight at their full potential. They actually managed to launch a counterattack in a short time, halting the massive beast tide halfway and even showing signs of retreating.

Keep it up... give it your all...

I secretly hoped that they could control the monster as quickly as possible and create a suitable opportunity to fire.

However, my bombardment of the Gates of Hell just now did not seem to collapse the surface soil. Instead, it aroused the agitation of the subterranean creatures. More unidentified creatures surged out of the ground along with the black gas and rushed towards the humans!

The situation, which had just stabilized, was once again taken over by these monsters. Even with the close-range fire support of drone guns, it was still no match for the relentless rate at which the monsters appeared. After both sides had exhausted their full potential, they had entered a heated stalemate, unable to make a breakthrough...

This intense stalemate was only lacking a decisive blow. But the monsters had run out of human weapons like the Dark Demons, and humanity had no reserves left to deploy on the battlefield.

"Sir, we've arrived to provide support!"

Just when I was feeling like each day was an eternity, a non-mainstream armed force clad in iron armor and wielding machetes cut into the battle from the flank.

They marched forward in long lines, like war puppets made of steel, fearlessly swinging their machetes in perfect unison. Each strike cleaved the monsters in front of them into pieces, which rolled into the swirling dust.

"Lion! Sixth Brother! How did you get down from the mountain! Wait a minute, who's protecting the Brownpool tribe?!"

Just as I was about to teach these guys a lesson, I noticed that behind them was a group of armed men of varying ages, closely following the 460th Legion, drawing their bows and arrows and constantly attacking the enemy.

“Marcus! We don’t need protection! I’m the one who sent them down the mountain!”

The jays mingled in the crowd, brazenly trying to slip through the cracks, which made it impossible for me to criticize them.

At this critical juncture, the battle was at a stalemate. Although this group of fresh troops was small in number, it greatly boosted morale and allowed the front line to advance a few more points.

"Sir, please don't blame us yet. Those guys who just arrived at the battlefield deserve to be blamed more!"

He pointed into the distance, a hint of schadenfreude in his voice. At that moment, a dust storm suddenly rose in the distance, as if a large army was rapidly approaching.

Hey, there's something I didn't think of earlier, but it suddenly occurred to me. Since the 460th Legion is here, does that mean another unit has relieved them, allowing them to roam freely? I don't believe these guys would dare disobey orders and move around on their own!

Sure enough, a group of elite and capable soldiers strode out amidst the rising dust. The soldiers were divided into groups of ten, each equipped with long and short weapons and light and heavy firepower. They charged into the battlefield from the north with excellent training. Each of them could leap and jump like a nimble monkey, tirelessly entangled the monsters in front of them, and took their lives with exquisite and accurate stabbings!

Most striking were the soldiers' collectively bald heads. And at the very front of the column was a battle flag bearing a reverse lightning bolt design, fluttering in the fierce wind…

Reverse Lightning Legion, join the battle!

The situation has finally turned in favor of humanity once again!

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A portable reactor is a small, portable field reactor that generates electricity by consuming uranium. It can be quickly deployed when power is needed and, together with machine guns and artillery positions, form a field firing point, providing sufficient power for energy weapons such as molten cannons.

When the molten cannon fired its dazzling projectiles that pierced the sky, everyone's heart seemed to skip a beat. This unique weapon was originally the exclusive domain of the giant legions clad in massive mechs in space. It first unleashed its power at the edge of the universe, fighting against the rampaging machine race and achieving great feats.

These weapons are the culmination of cannonism, brimming with destructive power that is almost beyond control! Fifty molten cannons roared into action, their molten metal shells instantly covering the dark cave entrance.

Then, a tremendous tremor surged beneath their feet, and everyone felt as if they were walking on waves, constantly swaying. They watched as the explosions and flames shot into the sky, and the smoke rose undisguisedly, whipping up gusts of scorching wind and igniting the vast grassland!

The poisonous black gas billowing from the cave was instantly ignited, forming a horrific inferno that rapidly spread and engulfed the monster. Amidst the explosions and flames, even the towering, tree-like black monster could only sway its limbs in the fire, emanating an even more foul, burning stench. Its countless mandibles opened and closed repeatedly, emitting pitiful, terrified screams, until finally it crumbled into pieces of dry, charred tree trunks and fell to the ground…

The monsters were terrified and began to scatter and flee, but they were deliberately driven into the position guarded by drone gunners.

Humanity painstakingly researched and developed weapons of war, precisely to eliminate the enemy at the fastest speed. For the first time, these monsters lurking deep underground experienced the terror of humanity. Neither their thick bone plates, hard chitin, tough skin, nor their elastic outer layer could withstand the barrage of heavy machine gun fire.

The bombardment from the molten cannons struck the cave entrance directly. The planet's primordial atmosphere was ignited by the crimson flames, turning into a raging inferno that could no longer sustain the life forms of the previous era, instead becoming a purgatory that buried them.

Yes, purgatory!

Standing on the artillery position, I gazed into the distance and saw only creatures on the verge of death, writhing and staggering in the sea of ​​fire, clumsily and tragically trying to extinguish the poisonous flames on their bodies, but never able to stand up again.

The once-powerful dark monsters have now transformed into towering torches, illuminating the chaotic inferno. These mutated giant trees in the abyss instinctively release black mist from their bodies, attempting to once again protect the animals they have coexisted with for millennia, but only exacerbating the burning flames…

Deprived of the support of the primordial atmosphere, these grotesque creatures, like fish out of water, helplessly opened and closed their mouths, their bodies exposed to the air, bubbling as they rapidly oxidized until they fell silent.

Wildfires suddenly engulfed the sky, turning the crimson clouds into a blood-red blaze.