The exhaust flames of the Alchemical Item shells tore through the night sky, casting a flickering, uncertain light, while the roar of explosions and the heavy footsteps of the Alchemy Golem wove together into an overture of destruction.
Like two raging torrents carrying death and steel, the armies of both sides inevitably collided with a thunderous crash on this nameless land south of the Scale-Earth Rift Road!
The moment the short-range combat began.
This previously silent and desolate land instantly transformed into a bloody meat grinder that devoured life.
With the tacit understanding honed through years of blood and fire, the heavy infantry of the Albert Family instantly formed an impenetrable dense shield wall, forcibly withstanding the first wave of the monstrous tide's frantic assault; the steel scimitars in the hands of the Gnoll warriors struck the giant tower shields, which had been reinforced multiple times by Alchemy, but could only spark a series of futile flashes before being precisely pierced through the throat by spears thrusting out like vipers from the gaps in the shields.
A furious Ogre warrior let out a deafening roar.
He strode forward, and the giant spiked mace in his hand smashed down with a fierce wind that tore through the air, instantly sending a heavy-armored soldier who couldn't dodge in time flying backward, man and shield alike, like a ragdoll.
Before the fallen heavy-armored soldier could struggle to get up.
He was instantly engulfed by the swarming, bloodthirsty, and frantic low-level monsters from behind, having only enough time to let out a short, miserable wail before being torn to pieces.
This Ogre, having just achieved a feat, was grinning and searching for its next prey when a dull, thunderous sound of Iron Hoof suddenly erupted from the flank.
An elite lancer launched a charge like lightning, the highly condensed Demonic Energy at the tip of the lance gathering at a single point, piercing with pinpoint accuracy through the gap in the Ogre's war helmet visor.
Splat! Scalding blood sprayed out like a fountain.
On the other side, the Centaur knights were also charging and galloping wildly, their heavy greatswords and sharp spears ruthlessly reaping the lives of the elite human soldiers.
And those Alchemy Golems, which were like mobile fortresses.
Every swing of their heavy iron fists or slash of their giant blades inevitably brought about a storm of blood and gore.
When these steel behemoths from different camps collided with a crash, the resulting sound was a piercing, hair-raising, and teeth-grinding noise of metal twisting and tearing.
"Storm... gather!"
General Evil Wolf Rhode gave a low roar, and the ancient inscriptions on the giant rune greatsword in his hand suddenly lit up with a blinding blue-white light.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
Bolts of blinding, raging thunder as thick as an arm seemed to respond to a summons as they descended from the sky, accurately exploding in the area where the monsters were most densely packed.
The low-level monsters within were wiped out in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only a scorched pile of wreckage.
Immediately afterward, the Rune Knight leaped up, clutching the humming greatsword, the wind-element runes on his war boots flashing rapidly; his figure was as swift as an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, precisely executing the powerful monster leaders who had been severely injured by the thunder and were still in a state of paralysis and pain!
Splat!
Rhode's greatsword easily tore through the abdomen of the nearest Ogre warrior, and intestines mixed with blood spilled out with a splash.
Without stopping, he spun and swung his shield; the heavy edge of the shield, acting like a war hammer, smashed the skull of a Gnoll leader on the side.
At the same time.
The corner of his eye keenly caught sight of three exceptionally ferocious figures that had already torn through the front line formation.
Roar!!!
The Ferocious White Tiger leaped over, its figure as fast as silver lightning tearing across the battlefield.
Wherever its giant tiger claws swept, it didn't just bring wind, but a storm of death mixed with armor fragments and thick blood mist.
Three heavy cavalrymen attempting to intercept it, along with their warhorses, were instantly cut in half at the waist; before the dying cries of the warhorses had ceased, the steel-whip-like tiger tail swept out again, violently swatting away several infantrymen who were trying to sneak around to the rear, sending them flying like kites with broken strings, the sound of their bones snapping clearly audible.
Yow—!
The Ice Deer Lord let out an ethereal and deadly cry, its crystal-clear giant antlers suddenly stabbing into the ground, and the freezing tidal Demonic Energy erupted and spread madly along the fissures.
Soldiers within a twenty-pace radius instantly turned into ice sculptures in various poses, even their eyelashes coated with beautiful, sorrowful white frost.
The Ice Deer Lord then raised its bowl-sized Iron Hoof and launched a charge, easily trampling and smashing the ice sculptures into a sky full of crystalline ice dust!
Hiss—!
The Giant Snake Lord slithered forward, its hard scales scraping against the ground, leaving behind gullies of corrosive venom like molten asphalt.
It suddenly raised its hideous snake head and spat out a large expanse of thick, impenetrable purple-black poisonous mist.
The pervasive poison penetrated the gaps in their fine armor, like the strongest acid splashed onto flesh and blood; the surrounding human soldiers immediately let out miserable screams as their skin and muscles rapidly festered and melted away.
However, the experts on the human side were naturally not to be underestimated.
Around Sienna, lightning-like Demonic Energy, characteristic of an Alchemist, rippled like a tangible substance.
Pieces of high-precision components shimmering with a cold metallic light flew out one after another from her spatial item; under the sweep of Demonic Energy, they clanged, rotated at high speed, and combined, instantly suspending and forming behind her into dozens of Alchemical Item guns and cannons of various shapes, calibers, and lengths.
This was the method of the Gunner, a special branch of the Alchemist.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!!!
As Sienna's cold eyes locked onto the targets like a hawk, a storm of death composed of various attacks—metal, fire, frost, and energy—instantly poured toward the three Wild Monster Lords.
Solid armor-piercing shells, scorching high-temperature fireballs, and freezing ice rays that solidified the air.
Every attack was tricky and precise, aimed directly at their relatively weak defenses such as eyes, joints, and old wounds.
The Wild Monster Lords were immediately cut and bruised, blood and flesh constantly exploding on their bodies; facing the continuous strikes targeting their vitals, they felt a real threat to their lives and had to restrain their ferocious offensives, turning instead to divert their attention to defending their own weaknesses.
The chanting of the Protector Mage Sanchez never ceased.
His body was overflowing with surging and thick protective Demonic Energy; with fast and efficient incantations combined with the occasional tearing of magic scrolls, one large-scale protective Spell after another was quickly applied to the soldiers.
Protection against sharp weapon slashes! Protection against blunt weapon strikes! Protection against energy impacts! Protection against physical penetration! Protection against elemental erosion!
He almost omnidirectionally enhanced the soldiers' physical and elemental resistance, temporarily turning them into nearly indestructible bodies of steel.
Bang!
The Ferocious White Tiger's sharp claws slammed hard against a heavy-armored soldier, but failed to tear him apart as before, only using its immense strength to send him flying far away.
After landing and rolling a few times, the soldier actually struggled to climb back up, shook his head, and charged toward the giant tiger again.
The situation encountered by the Ice Deer and the Giant Snake was the same.
They were being focused on by the human experts.
For a time, the threat of the three Wild Monster Lords to the human army's front line was significantly weakened.
However.
Besides the Wild Monster Lords, there were three even more terrifying Evil Dragons circling the battlefield.
White Dragon Tereshi folded her wings and dove down like a falling ice meteorite; her frost-white Dragon Breath was like a waterfall of ice, washing over the positions held by the humans.
A dozen heavy infantrymen who couldn't dodge in time instantly turned into lifelike ice sculptures; their resolute expressions and the posture of raising shields to block were all frozen in the chilling cold mist. The Ice Deer Lord took the opportunity to raise its front hooves, its crystal-clear antlers gathering bone-chilling cold light, and slammed into the group of ice sculptures—Boom! The frozen flesh and sturdy armor shattered together, turning into a sky full of pervasive crystalline ice dust.
Red Dragon Samantha skimmed low over the battlefield, also scouring the ground with her devastating Dragon Breath.
Wherever the crimson fire breath passed, soldiers screamed and turned into human torches; the shrill wails even drowned out the roar of explosions, and the smell of burnt flesh permeating the air was so strong it was nauseating, completely overpowering the scent of gunpowder smoke.
Seeing this, Sienna immediately controlled the cluster of Alchemical Item guns and cannons floating behind her to turn toward the Red Dragon.
Multiple small firearms instantly decomposed into their most basic parts, and then, under the traction of Demonic Energy, recombined in an instant, deforming and aggregating into an exceptionally thick and long giant sniper cannon covered in energy circuits, its muzzle firmly locking onto the Red Dragon raging in the sky.
Just as her finger was about to pull the trigger.
"Ugh!"
She suddenly felt a sharp pain in her brain, as if a thin, red-hot iron needle had been stabbed ruthlessly into it, and her concentrated spirit wavered slightly.
It was Iron Dragon Sorog.
He used a psionic attack to disrupt Sienna's sniping, and at the same time, his giant Dragon claws grabbed an Alchemy Golem that was fighting with an Ogre, flew into the sky, and his sharp claws brutally tore out its core engine, then swung this heavy wreckage, smashing it fiercely toward the Alchemist like a catapult stone.
Boom!
The wreckage was finally intercepted by the energy shield built in time by the Protector Mage Sanchez, exploding into a fireball.
The war was exceptionally intense.
What made the human commander feel tricky and surprised was.
These three Evil Dragons, without exception, did not lose their minds from the intense battle and descend to the ground, giving the enemy an opportunity to surround them.
They always cunningly soared and raided in the sky, mainly relying on their terrifying Dragon Breath to destroy the human defense line from a distance, occasionally using their powerful Dragon bodies as weapons for a fierce diving impact, and immediately soaring into the air again after one strike.
Never lingering in battle.
"Block the airspace!"
The Protector Mage Sanchez looked solemn and tore open a scroll inscribed with a complex magic array.
Hum—!
The surrounding air instantly seemed to solidify into glue, and a powerful Spell force field specifically targeting flying creatures suddenly descended, forming a huge suppression effect on all flight skills and instincts.
Human soldiers, officer leaders, and those powerful Alchemy Golems.
All stared fixedly at the three figures in the sky, ready for battle, just waiting for the moment they lost their ability to fly and fell to the ground, so they could launch a thunderous assault.
However, things did not go as planned.
The three Dragons looked at each other and, unexpectedly, opened their giant mouths in unison, revealing a mocking smile.
Several Alchemical Items they wore on different parts of their bodies—Dragon horns, necks, wing roots—simultaneously lit up with a soft yet stable radiance, neutralizing and dispelling the surrounding confinement force field, allowing the surrounding air to resume normal circulation, with their flight ability only being affected extremely slightly.
When humans regard Dragons as major enemies, they must have various Spell scrolls or barriers for blocking the sky.
There are quite a few arrogant Dragons in history who have fallen for such means.
The vast majority of Dragonkin are too dependent on their own talents, think too highly of themselves, and disdain to make special preparations for such situations.
But the Ignas Dragon Flight, under the long-term influence and strict requirements of the Red-Iron Dragon Garros, although each Dragon's personality remains distinct and different, more or less understands the importance of caution, and therefore has long been equipped with corresponding counter-Alchemical Items.
Ignoring the Spell that blocked the sky.
The Evil Dragons continued to soar and wreak havoc above the humans' heads, each breath of Dragon Breath or diving impact continuing to cause huge damage and panic to the human army's front line and morale.
On the other side.
General Evil Wolf Rhode suddenly sidestepped as if he had eyes on the back of his head, dodging a long-charged lance thrust from a Centaur warrior, and at the same time turned and swung his sword, the heavy rune greatsword bringing a shrill sound of breaking air, cutting the strong Centaur warrior in half at the waist.
Monster leaders constantly roared and pounced on him from all around.
But they all quickly turned into cold corpses under the swift and ruthless counterattack of this Rune Knight.