Man on the ark, forced to become king

"Sir, as you instructed, we have lured a battalion of the Third Group to the Reunion Movement's base. The battle has begun."

Outside the battlefield, atop a hill, a figure shrouded in shadow knelt on one knee before a middle-aged man standing atop the hill, respectfully reporting.

"I saw."

The black serpent, observing the battlefield through an avatar, reflected the distant flames and nodded slightly.

Everything that happened there was due to his guidance; otherwise, the Reunion Movement would have remained undiscovered for several days.

However, there's no need to wait any longer.

Once the fish has taken the bait, you should always throw in some more bait.

Why would those fools go crazy for something they can't see any benefits in?

Things were progressing much more smoothly than he had expected, so the time to close the net naturally had to be brought forward.

He didn't care how many casualties the Reunion Movement suffered after this battle. His presence here was merely an insurance policy, to ensure that Talulah wouldn't be in trouble, that little dragon wouldn't be in trouble, and perhaps even a rabbit. As for the rest, it didn't matter.

Duke Kosiché's promise remains in effect; the high and mighty Grand Duke will not interfere in matters concerning the Icefield.

But what does that have to do with His black serpent?

The Grand Duke of Kosiché remained perfectly fine in the city and had never come to the ice field.

"Burn, burn, burn as big as possible."

Bright flames bloomed on the icy plains, and a cold smile curled at the corner of the black snake's mouth.

He stretched out his palm, as if to grasp the entire battlefield in his hands.

The first fire on the frozen plains will begin to burn today, scorching across the snowfields, fueled by the blood and flesh of those nobles, and spreading throughout Ursus.

Those infected who survived the great war were like tiny sparks of fire; only after being tempered by blood and fire could they be considered true warriors.

Under orders from higher command, and to avoid accidental damage to targets, the army groups on the ice plains were prohibited from using weapons of mass destruction without prior permission, causing their combat capabilities to drop to a lower level. This served as a whetstone for the Reunion Movement.

Everything is under control.

Chapter 170 Twilight and Doomsday

"Shining, let me go!"

The shieldbearers raised their large shields to block the incoming crossbow bolts, colliding with the Ursus soldiers who charged out of the forest.

Armored vehicle engines roared as elite Imperial vanguard soldiers, clad in heavy armor, leaped from the vehicles and advanced step by step. Flames spread, blades flashed high, and sharp sounds pierced the air as blades clashed against steel.

Further into the forest, footsteps echoed in disarray, and a massive ice wall shattered with a deafening roar.

The battlefield was in complete chaos. Chen was extremely anxious and wanted to go up and help, but Shanling held his shoulder firmly, making him unable to move.

"My mission is to protect you. This time, the Ursus Group Army's elite troops are here. Even I am not confident that I can guarantee you won't encounter a fatal crisis in the chaos of the battlefield."

The firelight and blood were reflected in his dark red pupils. Shining slowly shook his head, unmoved.

She wanted to lend a helping hand, but the orders from Theresa and Lin Lu were ones she had to carry out.

"Then make your move! As long as you—"

"I am a doctor."

The battle was brutal, and chaos began to spread, but this scene was only the tip of the iceberg of the battlefields Shining had experienced.

She forcibly pulled Chen back, thinking that she could come back as soon as she got the little guy to a relatively safe place.

"let me go!"

Chen felt extremely frustrated. The Crimson Sky Sword in his hand deflected, and a burst of blood-red light erupted from it. He instantly disappeared from Flash Spirit's grasp.

Clang!

A crossbow bolt fired from the side at a Yeti was smashed away by a sword sheath stained with red light. Chen's figure appeared like a ghost, and with a flash of crimson, a bloody explosion erupted on the breastplate of an Ursus vanguard assault soldier, who was nearly cut in two by a single sword strike.

"Thank you."

Before the Yeti could say anything more, it rejoined the battle.

Facing the fallen enemy, Chen felt somewhat uncomfortable, his brows furrowing slightly. He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and rushed towards Talulah, who was surrounded by several elite vanguards.

"Isn't this the best kind of experience?"

Shining stared indifferently at everything before her, her hand unconsciously falling to rest on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

A detached female voice sounded from behind, interrupting her action of drawing her sword.

There was no need to turn around; the intense heat emanating from behind already revealed the identity of the newcomer.

"Surtr, are you going to make a move?"

"Otherwise what? These people can't stop the enemy at all. The Shield Guards are strong, but their strength lies in defense. Without a leader to guide them, they can't hold out indefinitely."

Surtr slowly walked over, dragging her two greatswords. The melting ice and flowing mud were evaporated by the high temperature before they even reached the ground where she stood.

In a short time, Ursus troops had already crossed the defense line and rushed into the camp, but she ignored them, her eyes fixed on the figure flashing across the battlefield.

"you--"

"Don't talk to me with words I don't understand. The lives of everyone here have nothing to do with me. Lin Lu asked me to protect Chen and Talulah, and I'm just doing what I should do. If you want to get involved, don't struggle here. If you hesitate any longer, there won't be many people left in the camp."

"..."

Shining's eyes flickered, landing on Surtr's face as he walked past her, only to see indifference.

This woman truly didn't care about the lives or deaths of the other members of the Reunion Movement; from beginning to end, she only focused on one thing.

It seems that she lacks complex emotions and is out of place in the world, like a robot operating according to a set program.

Just as Shining saw, Surtr truly didn't care. She had no memories of her past, only a basic understanding of this world. Love, hate, and grudges hadn't yet appeared in her world, so she naturally couldn't comprehend them.

The fallen corpses, the roaring killing intent, the chaotic battlefield—even though she was right in the middle of it all, she felt no sense of reality.

At this moment, all those purple eyes could see were the two of them.

"This place is now in your hands."

There was nothing to say to someone like that. Shining said no more, turned around, took a step, and sighed softly.

The attack came out of nowhere, and the enemy that appeared was a level above the previous small skirmishes. For the current Reunification Movement, a well-equipped army group would be nothing short of a catastrophe.

She had to take action.

Clang!

The sword was drawn, and the world was instantly divided into black and white.

At that moment, the vision of all the Ursus soldiers who rushed into the camp was filled with endless white.

The light illuminated the chaotic camp.

Like flowing water, it started with Shining and continued to flow.

Click~

The hand holding the sword rose and fell, returning to its original position, as if it had never moved.

In a fleeting moment, almost imperceptible, the warm white light coalesced into dozens of jet-black rays, which vanished in an instant.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The Ursus soldiers who rushed into the camp froze in place, then collapsed to the ground.

The heavy armor was of no use; extremely fine horizontal lines, as thin as hair, appeared on the necks of every soldier, and bright red blood seeped out, staining the white snow and the muddy water.

"It's been a while since I've done this, so I'm a bit rusty."

Shining exhaled softly, and with a wave of her hand, milky white light spread throughout the camp, and a faint shield of light appeared on each member of the Reunion Movement.

She preferred the feeling of saving lives to killing.

……

Boom boom boom!

The heavy armor stepped on the snow, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Talulah and Chen joined forces to tie down several elite forwards, while the rest began their charge.

On the battlefield, their purpose is to break down the enemy's defensive lines as quickly as possible. The elite vanguard, once in action, is like a rapidly advancing black and red iron wall, ready to crush everything in its path.

Just a few dozen meters from their camp, a Sarkaz girl dressed only in a thin red dress held a two-handed greatsword that was far too large for her size in one hand, showing no emotion whatsoever.

The fallen Ursus soldiers and Reunion members were no different from roadside weeds or dead trees in the forest in her eyes.

The elite forwards' charge was within reach, yet it couldn't make her waver or retreat in the slightest.

In a normal war, Ursus's carefully trained elite vanguard would undoubtedly be a formidable force. Each of them is a battle-hardened elite, and their powerful physique and specially designed armor give them strength surpassing that of large beasts. Even the sturdy walls made of reinforced concrete cannot stop their charge.

However, this battle was unequal from the very beginning.

The strength of the vanguard elites is built on the premise that the enemy is an ordinary army.

In this world, there are some people who cannot be measured by common sense.

For true powerhouses, taking on a hundred opponents single-handedly is not a joke.

Ursus's army has such powerful individuals, but they usually don't march with the troops. Instead, they specialize in high-difficulty missions such as decapitation strikes. In Babel's hierarchy, they would be 'elite operators'.