Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 729 Bloody Battlefield

Scáthach's pure shadow form, like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, instantly ignited the deepest malice and fury of the Old Tides.

A deafening roar, powerful enough to tear the soul apart, erupted from the depths of the tide.

Those colossal, mountain-like entities of the Old Ones, radiating a terrifying aura that distorted even space itself, along with their most ferocious and powerful primordial minions, were like black iron filings drawn by a magnet. They frantically changed direction, carrying a destructive torrent of energy, and surged toward the deep darkness in the center of the battlefield, where a ghostly blue flame burned.

Scáthach, the shadow of the shadows, remained unmoved, her pale blue flames burning silently on her invisible face.

She became the eye of the storm, a living target that used herself as bait to attract the ultimate firepower capable of instantly destroying the Black City defenses.

Pure shadow energy formed an absolute domain around her that was constantly collapsing and annihilating. Any blasphemous thing that dared to step into it was silently swallowed and torn apart, like light thrown into a black hole.

She was buying time for Black City, using her last bit of strength to create a crack in that faint hope.

However, the old turmoil was too vast. Scáthach attracted the most powerful sharks, but countless ferocious piranhas still caught a whiff of fresh flesh and blood behind the walls.

The corrupted eyeball trees, the writhing skeletal stitched monsters, and many more bizarre and indescribable lesser servants, like a filthy torrent that had burst its banks, bypassed the vortex of death where Scáthach was, and with greedy roars and blasphemous whispers, they swarmed densely and overwhelmingly toward the crumbling walls of the Black City.

On the city wall, the air was as solid as lead.

A massive shadow loomed over them, accompanied by a suffocating stench and insane whispers, and chilling fear gripped the hearts of every warrior once more.

They could clearly see the pus flowing from the monsters' bodies, smell the stench emanating from their mouths, and feel the malice projected from their countless eyes—malice powerful enough to drag one's soul into the abyss.

"This...this will be the most brutal battle ever..." Little Grey stood on Qin Nan's shoulder, her voice trembling slightly, her small body tense.

Qin Nan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning stomach acid and the chill emanating from the depths of her soul.

She didn't look at the pale faces of her comrades around her. Instead, she scanned the familiar spires, streets, and underground bunker entrances of Black City behind her.

The corners of her mouth slowly curved upwards into an extremely calm arc, yet containing a volcanic power.

"Yes, but we can't lose." Her voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear, like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, "Because..."

"Because behind me... are the lights of thousands of homes!" Tangcao's voice followed, filled with unprecedented determination.

She stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Qin Nan.

"Thousands of lights..."

These four words, like a spark igniting a fuse, instantly set everyone's hearts ablaze.

Tan Zhixin, Qin Nan, Tang Cao, and all the magical girls present exchanged glances.

No words were needed, only a resolute understanding between them; they simultaneously gripped the rainbow crystal flowers on their bodies.

"Answer my call!!!"

The chorus of sharp shouts was like a thunderclap piercing the night sky of despair.

boom-!!!

A dazzling array of colors, yet equally brilliant, erupted from each magical girl like a gushing fountain of rainbows. Emerald green, ice blue, fiery gold, deep blue... pure and powerful magical energy intertwined and resonated in the air, forming a magnificent ocean of light.

This light is hope, protection, and a declaration of war against all that desecrates existence!

The light dissipated.

On the city wall, stood proudly a group of magical girls with graceful figures and flowing skirts.

They were no longer ordinary girls, but warriors imbued with the power of miracles and shouldering the mission of protection. Tang Cao and Xiao Bai each held a swift sword, Tan Zhixin's thorny whip was wrapped in an emerald halo of life and destruction, Qin Nan's dagger shimmered, and the water released by Xiao Xiao formed a undulating barrier. The other magical girls also wore dazzling battle suits and held magical weapons of various shapes.

"Lady Scáthach has stopped the most powerful being!" Commander Desk's roar, like a broken gong, exploded again, carrying a frenzied fighting spirit of desperation.

He suddenly drew the Dark Crystal Battle Blade from his waist, and the azure energy blade instantly surged, emitting a piercing hiss.

"Don't let these trash look down on us!" He raised his battle sword high, pointing it at the terrifying monsters surging towards him like a tidal wave. "Brothers! Follow me and kill them!!!"

"kill-!!!"

"For Black City!"

"For our homeland!"

"For those who are left behind!"

His response was a deafening roar!

This roar instantly drowned out the cries of the former kin!

On the city wall, dwarven warriors slammed their shields to the ground, giant warriors pounded their breastplates with their giant axes, and human soldiers cocked their guns. The last trace of fear in the eyes of all the warriors was completely replaced by burning fighting spirit.

The magical girls made the first move.

Elemental storms, energy beams, mental shocks... a dazzling array of magical attacks exploded like brilliant yet deadly fireworks on the front lines of the ancient frenzy!

at the same time!

"Fire—!!!"

Desk's order was like a signal!

On the city wall, all the dark crystal weapons unleashed a deafening volley.

A barrage of energy beams, ranging from deep blue and fiery red to deathly white, rained down like a dense storm of death, weaving a net of destructive light that lashed down on the approaching monster!

The dwarves' steam-powered armor spewed scorching white steam, and their massive mechanical arms swung with roaring chainsaws and heavy hammers as they met the tentacles that were climbing the city walls.

Like tigers descending from the mountain, the warriors roared as they leaped down from the city walls, brandishing their giant axes and warhammers, fearlessly charging into the relatively weaker horde of monsters, engaging in a bloody massacre with the most primal violence.

The elves held their firing positions, using precise bursts and suppressive fire to eliminate any stragglers that tried to break through the gaps.

Explosion! Roar! Magical roar! Metal clashing! Flesh tearing apart!

Beneath the walls of Black City, it instantly transformed into the most brutal infernal furnace!

Blood stained the earth, some the filthy blood of monsters, others the burning blood of warriors! Limbs and severed bodies flew about, some twisted, some broken.

The defensive line trembled violently under the enormous impact, the shields flickered, and the city walls continued to crumble and shed debris.

The sky was not spared either!

Corrupted dragons, monsters formed from twisted bats and insects, floating tumors covered in suckers and sharp beaks, and countless indescribable flying objects waving translucent wings, like a swarm of locusts blotting out the sky, with blasphemous shrieks, broke through the Black City's anti-aircraft defenses and swooped down towards the vulnerable area behind the city walls.

"roar-!!!"

A deafening dragon roar, like a thunderclap, erupted as the crimson figure of the red dragon Alex, as massive as a moving mountain, tore through the murky clouds and swooped down with the power to incinerate the entire world.

She opened her enormous maw, and the scorching dragon breath accumulated in her chest cavity, enough to melt adamant metal, burst forth like a molten lava torrent, carrying the intense heat and force to incinerate everything, fiercely spewing it towards the filthy aerial cluster.

boom-!!!

Crimson flames instantly engulfed a large swarm of flying monsters! The air was distorted and crackled from the heat!

However, the monsters that were hit head-on by the dragon's breath, although they let out shrill screams and their skin was charred and carbonized, were not completely burned or shot down as expected.

Their twisted bodies were covered with a layer of viscous substance that constantly wriggled and shimmered with a greasy black light. This substance seemed to have a life of its own, boiling and evaporating violently under the terrifying heat of the dragon's breath, yet it stubbornly resisted and repaired itself, supported by the monster's own filthy energy.

Dragon's breath is like hot oil poured on asphalt; although it sizzles and billows black smoke, it is difficult to penetrate to the core and cause fatal penetrating damage.

Only a few of the outermost, smaller flying objects were completely vaporized or shot down; most struggled and tumbled in the flames, and some even continued to dive downwards fearlessly, braving the lingering embers.

"These filthy things!" Alexstrasza was filled with shock and anger, her dragon eyes burning with fury and disbelief.

Her dragon breath, powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas, was now being greatly weakened by these lowly followers in such a bizarre way.

Just as the aerial defenses were on the verge of collapse, and more flying monsters were about to break through the dragon's breath blockade and pounce on the city, a whoosh!

A loud, powerful whistle, filled with an indomitable spirit, roared like a metal behemoth, instantly drowning out the clamor of the battlefield and even the screams of old comrades.

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

Behind Black City, an unimaginably massive steel structure roared and howled as if it were a sleeping ancient beast, breaking free from the earth's shackles.

Its entire body shimmers with a dark, golden metallic luster, not the splendor of gold, but the unique weight and solidity of steel after being tempered by fire.

The front of the vehicle is a huge, angular ram, covered with sharp barbs and runes that shimmer with energy.

The enormous, adamantly crafted drive wheels spun wildly, rubbing against the air and shooting out dazzling sparks, while the thick chimneys spewed out thick, inky steam mixed with blazing golden-red flames.

The entire vehicle resembles a giant metal dragon forged from steel and fury, soaring into the sky!

"Katie?!"

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!

The steam train drew a violent golden trail through the air, its massive ramming head like a divine spear, carrying terrifying kinetic energy capable of crushing everything, as it slammed into the swarm of flying monsters that were being scorched by dragon breath but were still diving down.

No tricks! No fancy moves! Just the purest, most brutal physical collisions and steel crushing.

The massive, rapidly spinning wheel, covered in barbs and runes, was like a terrifying meat grinder. Wherever it passed, the flying monsters, whose defenses had been weakened by the dragon's breath, burst like fragile soap bubbles.

Thick black blood, shattered carapaces, and twisted limbs rained down from the sky like a storm, and the enormous impact pulverized even the slightly larger monsters.

The massive ram at the front of the vehicle resembled a horn, carving a path of destruction through the horde of monsters, paved with filthy flesh and blood!

Alexstrasza seized the opportunity, unleashing another burst of dragon breath that precisely covered the gaps left by the steam train collision and the wounded monsters.

This time, the high temperature finally broke through the barrier of the strange slime, completely igniting and burning a large number of monsters.

The situation in the air reversed instantly, but Katie's arrival and Alexstrasza's dragon breath ignited the madness of the entire battlefield.

On the ground, Scáthach's shadow form, surrounded by the Great Old One and its powerful retinue, was like a lone boat adrift in a raging storm. The eerie blue flames flickered in the boundless darkness, and every collision of energy caused the space to tremble.

Beneath the city walls, the magical girls' power was rapidly depleting. Brilliant magical light struggled to carve out a path amidst the endless tide of monsters. Warriors used their flesh and blood to fill every gap in the defense line. The light of dark crystal weapons clashed and intertwined with the filthy energy of the monsters!

In the sky, the red dragon and the steel behemoth fought side by side, their dragon fire and metal storms intertwining in a fierce battle against the flying monsters that blotted out the sky.

The flames of explosions lit up every corner, the radiance of magic and the shadows of filth devoured each other, the fury of warriors and the howls of monsters mingled together, viscous blood flowed like streams across the battlefield, and broken limbs, twisted metal and burning remains were everywhere.

The battle lines were completely torn apart, and friend and foe were mixed together. They patrolled the ground from the sky and from outside the city walls to below the walls... All factions, whether humans, elves, dwarves, magical girls, dragons, steel creations, or those indescribable ancient relatives, were now all entangled together!

There are no clear front lines! There are no safe zones!

The battle evolved into the most primitive, chaotic, and brutal all-encompassing, bloody annihilation war!

Every inch of land is burning!

Every breath of air was filled with blood and gunpowder!

In every room, people fell, and monsters were torn to pieces!