The laser beams and plasma flas illuminate the clouds, scorching through the air.
A Black Hawk warplane swiftly streaked across the sky beneath Farosa, its cannon tearing through the wing of a "Samurai" fighter jet, creating a wound the size of a fist. Before the jet disintegrated, the pilot ejected himself, but the pristine parachute helplessly descended amidst fierce crossfire, quickly shot apart by errant weaponry, accelerating his fall towards the ground, smashing into bloody fragnts upon impact.
Farosa decided to warm up. She flew towards another enemy battleship, swung forcefully, and tore it apart, the massive explosion shaking the ground as it burst into flas.
Over a hundred crew mbers hadn’t yet had ti to launch a counterattack against Farosa before being swept into the raging flas, with molten debris raining down on the ground.
anwhile, many Eastern Hemisphere Allied Forces units were also destroyed, their wreckage crashing towards the earth, shattering into pieces.
The full-scale war between the Eastern Hemisphere Allied Forces and Lighthouse Core was both brutal and fierce. Countless energy, flas, artillery, and beams fiercely bombarded both sides’ vehicles, rapidly consuming their shields. Once a unit was damaged, it could hardly maintain its flight stance, often plunging towards the ground and exploding in an instant.
Farosa surveyed the chaotic skies above Anchorage, this ultimate fleet battle destined to enter the annals of history. Both sides had dispatched over a thousand fighter jets for this unprecedented counterattack operation.
If used against lesser forces, re bombings from these fighters could shatter the weaker side’s resolve. But this happened to be a frenzied battle between two world giants, the situation extrely tense, unclear which side held the absolute advantage.
The power was shielded by that Reality Manipulator nad Delaney, just like Eve Anak did before, Farosa mused.
Since we can’t break through from the air, we’ll have to find our odds on the ground.
Farosa descended towards the ground, pointing with her Star Tar at the Lighthouse Core defense line’s anti-aircraft artillery array, laser emplacent, and repulsion cannon base below.
"She’s going to attack us!"
"Prepare yourself!"
"Be careful!"
"Lord Dilnai above! Help us!"
"Don’t be afraid! She has no magic power!"
"Damn Witch!" Soldiers of the Lighthouse Core below hurriedly moved, turning the defensive weapons’ barrels to aim at Farosa, calculating her maneuvers, trying to crack her high-speed movents to critically injure or even shoot her down.
"No need to go all out attacking , I’m just marking the attack points," Farosa mocked, skillfully dodging countless bullets and beams aid at her.
"Roar—" The dragon roar shook the skies. This sound hadn’t graced Anchorage’s firmant for thousands of years.
A gigantic White Dragon descended from the clouds!
Its scales shimred like flowing silver, unhard amidst the fierce crossfire, with kinetic weapons and laser streams like harmless raindrops skimming across its body.
October Whisper!
It swooped down, spreading its giant wings, flapping, and swiftly skimming over the New Taixi State army’s positions, roaring repeatedly, not fighting with dragonfire but fully unleashing its unique might as the ruler of the New Netherworld.
Invitation of the Dead Realm!
The Netherforce swiftly swept across the vast Anchorage stronghold cluster, the ground subrged by azure-green and ghostly purple aura, and countless ghosts rose from the earth!
Moreover... they are the ghosts of the New Taixi State’s soldiers! From their families, close relatives!
The ground fell into eerie silence, quickly followed by shrill screams! The ghosts howled, groaned, extending their translucent hands towards their loved ones, curses and pleas flowing from long-dormant throats.
"Darling! I died in the Heavenly Tribulation... Co keep company!"
"Why weren’t you ho—why—"
"You vowed to love , you vowed to protect !"
"Son... Co keep company... I’m so lonely underground... in line for eternity..."
"You watched die, now I’ll watch you die, co now, co to the darkness to care for , together forever, just as we exchanged vows..."
The countless ghosts October Whisper ticulously selected all were connected to these New Taixi State soldiers, so harbored extre hatred towards the living, willing to return to the human world to rcilessly kill them.
Army of Ghosts!
The horde of ghosts charged out madly, dragging the soldiers into the Afterlife World, pulling their souls from their shells.
anwhile, October Whisper howled repeatedly, seemingly preparing sothing.
"Have the soldiers retreat further... This deathly dragon is about to unleash its greatest power," Farosa consciously backed away, sensing a threat beyond her control from October Whisper.
Can this dragon beco so mighty upon inhabiting the death domain?
October Whisper directly rushed beneath the Sky Kingdom’s Wall Formation, tilting its head back, letting out a piercing wail at the angels who were arrayed in the sky.
"Screeeech—!"
Banshee’s Wail!
The ultimate death shriek of the banshee, capable of instantly tearing apart all material existence, extracting all their souls.
The soldiers on the ground were instantly shattered, transford into heaps of flesh inside their armor, with blackened blood oozing from every crack.
The angels in the air scread continuously, tornted and torn apart, with copious amounts of milky-white eerie vapor streaming from their eyes, ears, and mouths, a primal material Dilnai used to create angels, now shaken out by October Whisper’s wail.
Even Farosa from afar shivered all over, just hearing the echo of the Banshee’s Wail was chilling.
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