Chapter 540: 540: Fighting Dirty? That’s an Option Now?
“Other guilds show off with a couple dozen golden chariots and act all high and mighty… and here cos Godslayer with tanks and APCs. Isn’t this a bit much?”
One viewer dropped a soul-piercing question in the live chat.
“I’ve seen dirty tactics before, but this? This is criminal. I give up.”
“They call that cavalry? Tank-riding knights… honestly, kinda makes sense now.”
Players everywhere nodded in agreent. Everyone had read a book or two. Tanks versus heavy infantry and cavalry? Might as well be aliens invading caven.
“Co on! Co on! Keep crying! What, y’all don’t have your own comfy mounts?”
Iron Cavalry had a twisted grin on his face, brandishing his Frost Dragon Lance like a war god.
Beneath him was an armored vehicle with a twin-headed golden lion decal. The two snarling beast heads radiated sheer dominance.
He’d picked the paint job as a symbol for the battle squad—according to Iron Cavalry, the double-headed lion perfectly captured the Knights’ “have-it-all” attitude.
The red-eyed lion on the left stood for fearless charge (read: loot goblin mode).
The blue-eyed lion on the right? Strategic withdrawal (aka fastest retreat speed in the guild).
“Wow… so this is what fighting without honor looks like.”
Everyone watching got goosebumps. In the lion heads’ mouths were dual six-barrel magic-powered Gatling cannons.
As the largest and heaviest command vehicle in their arsenal, its firepower wasn’t even the main thing. It was the control center.
Ten ters wide, thirty ters long, shaped like a golden bullet. The nose bore a massive battering ram shovel. All around the hull, enchanted spikes forged from teorite steel shimred with eerie blue light.
These weren’t just decoration. The spikes inflicted massive collision damage, plus armor break, poison, and other nasty status effects.
Its defense was absurd—HP clocked in at 60 million, and it used the full shield system from the Nightshade-1 Titan ch.
Against anything below a Saint Lord, it could tank a full-power hit and walk it off.
This was Godslayer’s true frontliner. The God-mount of their super tank—literally.
Boom!!!
Iron Cavalry slamd the gas. Wind-elent magic runes lit up behind the command vehicle, creating a deafening roar.
A second layer of earth-elent runes glowed beneath the chassis, activating anti-weight enchantnts.
All their Type-3 magic tanks and APCs used similar tech. Thanks to enchantnts, these tal behemoths handled like F1 cars.
“Which bastard sliced my ear?! I’ll blow you to hell!”
“Think you’re hot stuff with your ghostfang wolf cavalry? Bite this, asshole!”
Godslayer’s knight regint dropped the whole ‘playing fair’ thing. Twin-linked turrets on the tanks fired with a thunderous boom, unleashing black fire across the battlefield.
The confused empire natives were blown sky-high.
Critical Hit -19000
Splash Burn -5000
Splash Burn -5000
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After absorbing the sacred fla artillery relics from The Divine Legion’s Wrath set, the Nightshade tanks were completely overhauled.
With high-grade magical crystals powering goblin-designed barrels, there was no need for mages to manually charge the cannons anymore.
Instead, scrap tals like fine steel, obsidian, and glowstone were enchanted with elental properties, allowing the tanks to fire all six elental types.
Each elental shell had its own unique effect.
Madman watched the stream and couldn’t hold back a grin. “Whoever invented the Nightshade deserves a dal. Props to their parents for creating a genius.”
“Money plus brains really is the ultimate cheat code. I’ll raise a toast to that.” Orson shook his head, impressed. Their massive investnt had clearly paid off.
He was half-convinced that if they gave that inventor more gold and ti, they’d probably build an orbital death cannon next.
“Co on then! Let’s do this!”
Iron Cavalry smashed an incoming wolf rider with his greatsword, then slamd the top hatch shut to block incoming fireballs.
“Charge! Brothers! Break their lines!”
His voice bood as the tank let out a beastly roar and barreled straight into the barbarian ranks like a golden missile.
Over forty armored vehicles followed behind in a wedge formation, ripping through the enemy lines like a buzzsaw.
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Critical Hit -2000
Critical Hit -2000
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The Gatling cannons sprayed fire like mad. Damage numbers weren’t even high—standard players did more with basic attacks.
Against heavy-armored barbarians, it was like massaging them with a toothbrush.
But with over 200 barrels firing at once at blistering speeds, the DPS was brutal just from volu alone.
Scraping skin? Nah. This stripped straight to the bone.
In seconds, over 200 barbarian warriors were either Swiss cheese or roadkill.
anwhile, the Type-3 tanks in the rear opened fire from 2500 ters away using fire-elent incendiary rounds. Pure destruction.
Dense enemy formations were instantly reduced to walking bonfires.
The Empire’s Lords and Domain-class elites were stunned into silence.
From their NPC perspective, they couldn’t even process what they were seeing.
This was an adventurer cavalry unit?
“Holy crap… these are Godslayer’s knight players?”
“Anyone who says the highest form of a knight is Dragon Knight—I’ll personally punt your skull like a soccer ball.”
“Dragon-riding? That’s old news. I’m joining Godslayer. I want to drive a goddamn tank!”
The live stream went wild. Viewers were practically howling, hearts racing, blood boiling.
“See that? That’s called tactics!”
SirLagsALot smugly showed off to the backstage crew, grinning like a winner. “Worth every one of the 20,000 gold I lost betting on him.”
“Hold the line! Lock formation! Push them back!”
A hulking barbarian commander roared in fury, raising his round shield as he stood firm in front of Iron Cavalry’s tank.
“Guys! Check it out—soone’s doing sothing dumb!”
Iron Cavalry burst out laughing. A native trying to brute-force stop a magic tank? Good luck with that.
Clang!
Screeeech…
A horrible grinding sound filled the air. Iron Cavalry’s smile vanished.
The Domain Lord-class barbarian’s chest had been pierced by the enchanted spikes, his muscles bulging as he actually held the tank back—just for a mont.
Blood Awakening: Berserker Titan!
He roared, swelling over four ters tall, muscle mass so exaggerated it made his back look like it had a demon face carved into it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Loud cracks echoed out as his hands slamd the tank’s hull. Four more Domain Lords charged in and together—lifted the front wheels off the ground.
They were trying to flip it.
“The hell?! What kind of monster caveman strength is that?!” Iron Cavalry was dumbfounded.
The command tank’s charge was great for normal heavy infantry.
But up against Domain-class berserkers? It was starting to struggle.
After all, these were muscle-heads who worshipped raw power.
“Alright boys, ti to earn those prizes! Muah!”
Suddenly, a flirty, honey-sweet voice echoed from a distant hilltop.
“Kill 100 enemies and win a Dancing Giant Boobs bikini photo set!!
Kill 500 and win a Triple Crown Winner’s intimate wear with signature included!
Kill 1000… well, I’m all yours. DM .”
Heartbroken Loli’s giggles rang out like silver bells, seductive and teasing.
Guild chat filled with the sound of desperate simps gulping audibly.
“This woman… is she just gonna flirt her way through the whole war? Does she have no sha?”
Madman gritted his teeth, even his hardcore single-dog soul couldn’t take it anymore.
Beside him, Dancing Giant Boobs gave him a side-eye. “What, only allowed to flirt with you now? You’ve got her IG, don’t you? She’s hot—of course she has fans.”
“I said nothing. Heartbroken Loli’s great. Totally great.” Madman chuckled awkwardly.
Heartbroken Loli had started out as a voice actress-slash-thirstbait strear. Semi-popular, not quite famous.
Then she joined Godslayer.
Turns out, not only was she a certified bombshell, she could also switch effortlessly between Spanish, Japanese, English, and Latin.
Everyone who knew… knew.
She wasn’t just pretty—her skills in seduction were top tier among guild won.
“Hey, horny woman! If they blow up my ride, you’re paying for it!” Iron Cavalry shouted.
“I’m on my way, sweetie!”
Heartbroken Loli replied cheerfully. Dozens of Titan-class aerial chs soared overhead, casting shadows across the battlefield.
She had taken over Money Traveler’s position and hovered midair like a divine avatar bathed in Infinite Dinsions moonlight.
Then her voice changed—shifting from bubbly loli to full-blown empress mode:
“The Titan Soul endures in radiant steel.”
“We are the inheritors of eternal will—the true gods of the Titans!”
“With sword in hand, carve the heart of Godslayer into every enemy’s soul—make them fear my na before the blade even falls!”
“Steel Legion—CRUSH THEM ALL!!”
The battlefield fell silent for a beat.
Then, under the moonlight, the sight of dozens of shining Celestial Titans descending made every player’s heart race.
Even Orson was shocked. Goosebumps rose on his arms as he whispered to himself:
“Is this… the goddess of Ancient Greece who conquered n through their ears? Don’t stop —I’m sending her a Super ga Rocket right now!”
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