Chapter 752: Rumbling Gunfire
This situation isn’t looking good.
Cullen felt breathless. He laid behind the hill miserably with a complete lack of grace. Large holes were blasted in his left chest and half of his skull. Ordinary Undead Creatures would have died to the attacks, but fortunately for him, as a Lich who was an expert in alchemy, he had many more ways to protect himself. But even so, he sensed his strength fading away quickly. Logically speaking, he should return to his campsite and heal himself imdiately. However, he didn’t have the ti for that. He gritted his shattered teeth and felt more anxiety and frustration than ever before.
Cullen was sure that the enemy didn’t just received the help of the Dawn Angels a few days ago and it was apparent from their plan to instantly eliminate his 300 Necromancers in a single wave of attacks. The Dawn Angels were the natural enemies of Mages. During the Creation War, countless Liches who were much stronger than Cullen harbored grudges against the Dawn Angels’ sacred arrows and Cullen counted himself as fortunate to survive. At this mont, he gazed ahead with his magic eye tool and realized that he made a huge mistake. It was obvious that it was preditated and the enemy had sniped his Necromancers. If not, the Dawn Angels would have wiped out his air troops easily beforehand. Instead, the enemy mobilized the Dawn Angels to only launch their attacks after the Necromancers revealed themselves. This left Cullen baffled and another thought ca to his mind.
Since the enemy has the Dawn Angels for support, does it an that he still has other trump cards?
Cullen glanced at the battlefront. Just a few more steps and the Undead Army would arrive at the base of the city walls. Although he lost quite a number of troops to the holy spears, the Undead Army led by the Skeletal Trolls pushed forward determinedly. As long as they reached the city walls...
But why do I feel so uncertain?
Rhode gazed ahead.
Beneath his feet, the city walls rumbled and shook as the gigantic steel plates embedded on the city walls revealed their nacing, iron magic cannons.
The magic cannons fired off without any warnings.
More than a hundred blazes streaked across the night sky and one would surely be blinded at the sight of the dazzling brilliance. The surging magical powers erupted out of the barrels and the scorching heat devoured and evaporated all obstacles in their paths. The Skeletal Trolls ca to a halt and lifted their arms instinctively to defend against the artillery barrage. However, as more magical beams struck their bodies, their bodies shattered completely and the close distance left them without a chance to escape.
This was the first ti the Undead Army was stopped in their tracks. There were catastrophic reactions for every magical beam that landed into the sea of darkness—the entire darkness shrunk, swelled, and exploded into flas that burst through the clouds.
But this wasn’t the end.
The Gargoyles and Vampires suspended in midair launched their ferocious attacks once more. This ti, the Death Knights had joined them as they charged forward with their pikes.
At the sa ti, the Battle Angels finally erged.
In a slogan of glory, the Battle Angels shimring in holy radiance lifted their swords. They soared in the sky and clashed with the pitch-black forces. The Death Knights were fearless against the Battle Angels and the scarlet radiance in their eyes emanated brighter.
Not enough!
Rhode stood on the platform. He could hear nothing around him no matter if it was the screams, snarls, commands, or weapon clashes. Everything had as though been subrged in the loud explosions and the ground shook like the end of the world was approaching. Scorching heat from the scarlet flas turned the pitch-black Undead Army completely into ashes. Enormous white light beams descended and proved the eternal powers in the rule of light. Rhode felt calr than ever. The ear-deafening explosions were as though separated by an invisible wall. He stretched out his arm and the system interface erged before him.
[Summon Phantom Mirrors]
Boom!
The calm moat around the fortress surged into tall aggressive waves. Then, the streams of water twisted and transford into mysterious creatures that resembled thin oval mirrors. Behind them were as though translucent, fluttering octopus tentacles.
[Phantom Mirrors summoned. Please select target to copy.]
Battle Angels!
Suddenly, the montum on the battlefield shifted.
The Phantom Mirrors tilted upward and their smooth mirrors flickered with the images of the Battle Angels. Shortly after, they transford—their thin, oval bodies suddenly softened, and reshaped like plasticine.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand more Battle Angels erged in midair. They didn’t seem any different from the real Battle Angels, but the only difference was their crystal-clear bodies. Rhode stretched out a finger. Then, this crystal army launched forward like sharp blades and punctured the shadow in the sky rcilessly.
Cullen watched in disbelief. At this mont, he felt like a strong man who thought that he could easily win this battle, but was forced into the corner, cowering and begging a skinny rascal to spare his life. The fortress beca a ferocious beast with its jaws snapped open at its prey. The formation which he gathered to strengthen his attacks seed useless now. Although both sides were in a stalemate, Cullen was sure that if this continued...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dazzling radiances that streaked across the night sky disrupted his thoughts. He looked up frantically—a gigantic battleship gradually erged from behind the mountain with its hull facing the battlefield. Shortly after, another string of glaring brilliance erupted.
The montum has shifted.
Cullen understood clearly that he was guaranteed to lose this battle if this continued. The enemy was ready and had been waiting for him to take the bait. As a commander, he was aware that the Undead Army’s struggles were only instinctive. The ergence of the magic cannons and Battle Angel Army beca the last straw that overwheld the balance. If he didn’t co up with changes, it would be almost inevitable that he would fail.
Almost... but it wasn’t for sure. If he held a powerful force to completely overwhelm the enemy, he might still stand a chance to defeat them and conquer the fortress!
Cullen turned around and gazed at the back. The spiritual flas in his eyes burned intensely as though he was making a tough decision. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pulled a Necromancer toward him.
“Report to Her Highness Erin that the situation is critical and we need reinforcents!”
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