Chapter 1790: Chapter 543: chanical Legion Surrounds and Kills Tier 8_3
“…”
The mont he spoke, the massive command center went dead silent.
The generals and strategists froze for a mont, then their expressions uniformly turned solemn with respect.
It was only then that they realized the guest brought by their Supre Commander possessed extraordinary insight and battlefield intuition.
At the sa ti, they replayed his earlier words in their minds, and the implications sent chills down their spines.
If what he said was true, and if the command center had initially opted for evacuation, wouldn’t they have been easily decapitated?
Although the plan had been to disperse, significant losses would have been unavoidable no matter how skillfully they executed it.
“…”
Leonard Churchill was indifferent to the reverent gazes directed at him.
At the root of it, it all boiled down to gaps in understanding.
He had visited the Southern Continent, studied countless classic books in the Royal Library, and deeply researched the thods and relics of the Dragon-blooded Card Masters there.
It’s true that water can mask most scents, but the rippling of currents, sounds, reactions of aquatic life—these are all weaknesses. The subtle difference between normal flow and a presence in the water is undetectable to most people, yet a Top-level Card Master can easily discern it. With the help of so magic relics, the detection range becos astonishingly broad.
As everyone listened to Leonard’s brief “lesson,” their expressions shifted from surprise to respect.
They were all top-tier strategists and imdiately grasped the horrifying level of control he had over the overall situation embodied in his suggestion.
It dawned on them that the Supre Commander had brought this individual to the command center not rely as an observer but because of his exceptional abilities.
Catherine Carter caught the flicker of admiration in the generals’ gazes directed her way, and a sowhat inexplicable fire sparked within her. She knew they misunderstood.
After all, even she hadn’t realized Leonard possessed such profound comprehension of war tactics.
Now, however, there was nothing she could say.
She simply turned her gaze toward Leonard, her crystalline eyes flashing with a fleeting, hidden reproach: You sly fox, why didn’t you say so earlier?
Leonard understood the look and smiled wordlessly.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t said it earlier; it was that his brain had been busy gathering, synthesizing, and analyzing all the information before arriving at this conclusion.
While he was pondering this, an unexpected developnt arose.
Suddenly, the rocky layer above the camp shattered with a resounding crash.
A massive hole, tens of ters in diater, appeared.
In that instant, everyone’s eyes flashed with uncontained shock.
Previously, it had rely been a tactical hypothesis. Now, the reality played out before them, and Leonard’s earlier words instantly carried enormous weight.
….
The chanics responsible for combat didn’t understand why the command center had issued such strange orders, but as elite soldiers, they simply carried them out without question.
Because strategic preparations had been made in advance, they avoided being caught off guard by the enemy attack.
Though the ceiling suddenly exploded, the chanics were astonished but not panicked.
Almost instantly after the massive hole appeared, over a hundred cannons simultaneously fired into the opening, targeting the massive creature about to erge.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“…”
The strategy was simple: erge and get obliterated.
The Dragon Descendant rcenaries in the cave hadn’t yet figured out what was happening when a storm of cannon fire rcilessly rained down on them.
Nonetheless, amid the smoke and flas, a massive creature with crimson-brown scales like a viper and enormous dragon wings erged with unstoppable montum, braving the barrage of cannon fire as it descended furiously.
Leonard instantly recognized the creature: the Eighth Rank “Poison Scythe,” Zorass!
As soon as the monster flew into the camp’s airspace, countless cannons locked onto it and unleashed a concentrated bombardnt.
Amid the chaos, the sounds of iron nails striking steel plates rang out sharply.
Virtually all the magic energy cannons and demon-breaking crossbow arrows left only shallow marks on its hardened scale armor, failing to cause any real damage to the monstrous dragon.
Instead, the monster let out a piercing screech, unleashing a terrifying whirlwind across the camp.
An invisible pressure swept through, and the chanics clad in low-level chanical Battle Armor were instantly stunned, unable to move.
In the command center, Catherine Carter and the strategists wore extrely grim expressions.
It was their first ti witnessing such an overwhelming display of Dragon’s Might.
Although the command center’s defense boundary blocked the physical effects, the instrunts showed the horrifying true scale of the Dragon’s Might.
A strategist glanced at the dashboard and reported, “Supre Commander, the Dragon’s Might level has reached Level 16… ten tis higher than the samples of Seventh-Order Dragonkin we previously analyzed.”
Everyone’s expressions grew even more solemn.
Such a level of power was enough to cause instant ntal collapse for unprotected soldiers.
Even basic cha would likely be unable to endure its effects.
For the first ti, they witnessed the sheer terror brought by an Eighth Rank Dragon-blooded Card Master—one individual’s combat power was enough to paralyze half the camp.
Thankfully, the camp had nurous unmanned automatic chanical devices unaffected by Dragon’s Might.
Additionally, the thirty Hunting God Armors and several Advanced Battle Armors were equipped with helts made from ntal Alloy, granting immunity to most spirit-based attacks.
In the midst of this, Leonard remained unruffled.
Not only had he encountered Eighth Rank Dragonkin before, but he had also slain them.
What intrigued him more was the futuristic tech of the allied forces. Dragon’s Might could now apparently be quantifiably rated as if it were an energy source?
It seed the Old Continent had yielded fascinating discoveries in ancient technology to the allied forces.
….
The elite mbers of the Dragon Wing Viper rcenary Corps followed their leader down through the shattered ceiling, only to be t head-on with a crushing blow.
Their initial assumption was that their leader would bulldoze his way through effortlessly, allowing them to mop up the battlefield and chase down the fleeing stragglers afterward.
This strategy had worked flawlessly for them countless tis before, with every operation ending in resounding victory.
But an unexpected barrage of cannon fire caught the rcenaries completely off guard, leaving them scrambling like rats under siege.
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