Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster! Chapter 208 - 81 War God

"Fire! Fire!"

The Archbishop roared out the command, and as his voice trailed off, twelve rapid-firing 152mm "cannons" had already spat out flas.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Twelve shells fell towards the position of the monster, but due to the lack of precise targeting thods, the majority of these shells fell far from the monster, on the distant ground.

The massive explosion lifted a heavy cloud of dust, and the blast overpressure even purged the poisonous fog near the explosion points.

This should have been a magnificent scene akin to a "miracle," but the Archbishop at this mont was extrely anxious.

Why?

Why can’t we hit it?

Why can every shell from those Mimic Heretics land accurately on the monster while the shells from my elite Church Protection Army seem like fireworks?

Even though the first round of bombardnt was sowhat rushed, it was still carefully aid and calculated by the Fire Cannon Priest!

The things we can’t accomplish, why can those Mimic Heretics do them?

Do their shells have eyes?

Have their weapons advanced to such an extent?

Impossible!

The Archbishop silently chanted in the na of the Holy Trinity, hoping to use the blessings to dispel the distractions in his mind.

He knew that the more dire the situation, the calr he needed to remain.

The monster was already charging at them, under the sinister sches of those Mimic Heretics, towards the Holy Temple Guard that was not fully prepared.

At the monster’s speed, in no more than ten minutes, it would reach right before the core cannon formation.

And once it destroyed the cannon formation, he would lose the most crucial ans of attack. This "expedition" would essentially be dood to fail!

No, the Pope Saint would never allow such a result to occur.

The Holy Trinity also would not sit idly by!

The monster must be stopped, even if it cannot be fully halted, it must be prevented from advancing!

Thinking of this, the Archbishop raised his voice:

"Holy Temple Guard, now is the ti for you to show your loyalty to the Holy Trinity!"

"We must hold back the monster! Buy ti for the Holy Trinity’s cannons!"

"First Brigade! Second Brigade! Take the light cannons and flank from the east!"

"Pour out your anger with your guns and cannons! Build a fortress with your bodies!"

"You must attract, block the monster!"

"When artillery rains down, it will be your victory ti!"

"Charge! Fight for the Holy Trinity!"

"Fight for the Holy Trinity!"

In unison, the response resounded, and the armored soldiers, long prepared, dashed out.

These soldiers, brainwashed by frenzied religious fervor, seed to completely ignore their destined end, charging without hesitation towards the direction indicated by the Priest.

The dense gunfire erupted, and the pitifully small 7.62mm, 5.8mm, and even obsolete lead bullets sailed past the fungal forest, aiming far towards the direction of the monster’s advance, only to helplessly fall from the sky.

They could not harm the monsters in any way, yet no one ceased their march or firing.

Because they all knew, their mission was to protect with their lives the cannon formation that could truly harm the monster.

If they failed, even in death, they would have no face to et the Holy Trinity.

During the intense movent, the poisonous fog seeped through the gaps in the protective suits into their noses and mouths.

Hallucinations began to erge, and their bodies gradually weakened, yet not a single one retreated.

They plunged headfirst into the dense fog, weaving in and out of it.

Along their path, the swarms of Fungus n they encountered head-on were crushed like rotten wood and dust.

This was the true strength of the Holy Temple Guard.

But today, they would uprightly embrace their end in death.

The huge heat source finally attracted the fungus’s attention, and the colossal monster began to turn.

The two guard brigades finally stopped on the open field a kiloter away from the cannon formation, and then, they quickly spread out, preparing to welco the attack.

At this ti, the mountain-like monster was less than three kiloters away from them.

The warriors of the Guard Brigade fired at the monster’s direction with the light artillery, rocket launchers, and large-caliber firearms they carried, and the dense rain of bullets finally inflicted so damage on the monster.

Albeit insignificant damage.

The second-level monster was once again enraged, raising its upper body high, spewing hundreds of spore clumps towards the Guard Brigade’s direction.

Blotting out the sky and the sun.

The spore clumps plumted onto the ground, exploding and splattering nurous digestive enzys mixed with acid.

The skins not completely protected by suits imdiately beca red and swollen, and monts later, started to wrinkle, even peel off.

Yet, the soldiers of the Guard Brigade did not retreat an inch.

Stubbornly, they occupied their positions according to their commanders’ orders, setting up a defensive formation.

The enemy was right in front, retreat was not an option.

Guns were reloaded, artillery and rocket launchers were refilled.

As everyone stood prepared, several monsters, distinct from the Fungus n, suddenly revealed their forms from the dense fog.

And the mont they were exposed, hundreds of rifles simultaneously opened fire.

"Bang bang bang bang bang-----"

Bullets like raindrops quenching the monsters’ bloodthirst, while the small monsters attempting to flank and strike head-on encountered the soldiers of the Guard Brigade wielding rocket launchers.

The latter pulled the trigger on the rocket launcher from less than four ters away, and after the intense explosion, generously went down with the monster.