As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

The sound of magic bullets hitting the mechs was incessant. Every mech that was hit was forced to take a few steps back, and the parts that were hit began to melt.

Now, at this critical moment of life and death, the soldiers below were all waiting for orders from their superiors, and Lionel did not disappoint them.

"Gentlemen, the operation has failed. We need to execute Plan B. Those who are still capable of fighting, provide cover. Those who are no longer capable of fighting, retreat. Our priority now is to draw attention and try to avoid attacks from Besemble!"

"Yes!"

As the order was given, the soldiers began to move. In the previous attack, some were seriously injured and some were slightly injured. Those who were slightly injured took on the task of providing cover, while those who were seriously injured began to retreat. Some who were unable to move were assisted by their comrades to retreat.

It must be said that, with everyone's help, the mechs that were no longer combat-ready were successfully evacuated. However, the situation did not improve. During the cover, those that had suffered minor injuries were also getting worse as the number of attacks increased.

As more and more mechs become unable to fight, the task of providing cover becomes increasingly difficult.

"Beat them! Beat them hard!"

At that moment, in the artillery camp, the commander was shouting loudly at the artillerymen.

A barrage of magical beams bombarded Behemoth from the artillery positions. However, such attacks only caused Behemoth pain, without inflicting any real damage.

It's like shooting someone with a BB gun; it hurts a lot, but it can't even penetrate the skin.

However, this attack successfully attracted Bessiere's attention.

Then the light on Bessemor's horn flared up again. And the direction his horn was pointing was directly at the artillery position.

"Run! Run! Run now!"

Upon seeing Behemoth's actions, the commander quickly shouted and ran towards the outside of the artillery camp.

Immediately afterwards, a bright beam of light struck the artillery camp, blasting a deep trench into the plane on which the camp was located.

I wonder how many people actually didn't escape this time.

The commander slumped down not far from the ravine, panting heavily. Although he had faced life-or-death situations before, he had never felt so powerless as he did now.

However, the artillery position's actions gave the mech pilots at Behemoth's feet a chance to retreat.

However, reality was not so smooth. Just as everyone was away from Besemble, Besemble suddenly looked up at the sky and roared.

His body shone brightly again, but this time, the magic did not gather on his horn, but instead flowed to his limbs.

What is it going to do?

Lionel frowned, watching Besemore's movements. He had no idea what move Besemore would make next; there was simply too little information about Besemore.

However, at that moment, the earth suddenly began to shake.

Not only the area beneath Behimore's feet, but even Abigail, who was standing quite far away, could feel the ground shaking.

Abigail pressed her hand to the ground, feeling the magical pulse within.

"I see, I didn't know it could be used like that, how interesting. Lionel and the others are having a tough time now, I wonder if you can escape this catastrophe."

Immediately, Abigail returned to the cockpit of her mech and took it into the air, choosing a relatively solid spot.

Shortly after she took flight, the cliff she was on collapsed due to the vibrations.

It's easy to imagine that Abigail was quite far from the battlefield; the cliffs where she was located had already collapsed. So, one can only imagine what was going on for the warriors who were fighting Bessiere.

The ground shook violently, even cracking, and everyone knew that it was all caused by Bessemor.

At this moment, they gained a more intuitive understanding of the legendary creature once again.

"Commander, it's no longer safe here, let's retreat immediately!"

At this moment, in the temporary command post, Lionel's adjutant spoke anxiously to Lionel, who stood solemnly on the high ground.

"No, my soldiers are still down there. I can't just run away like this. They must be panicking right now. I have to be responsible for them. I have to watch over them, help them all escape, or watch them all... die..."

"But this place could collapse at any moment. If you die, our Third Mech Regiment will be without its leader!"

The adjutant said anxiously. He had known about Lionel's personality for a long time. He also knew that no matter how he tried to persuade him, he would not be able to get Lionel to abandon his soldiers. This was why everyone in the Third Mech Regiment trusted Lionel so much.

But knowing is one thing, doing it is another. As Lionel's adjutant, he had a duty to ensure Lionel's safety.

"Commander, since you're not leaving, I'll stay here with you! Even if we perish, I'll risk my life to ensure your safety!"

Lionel glanced at his adjutant beside him, but he didn't say anything to let the adjutant leave first. For a soldier who had made up his mind, letting him run away would be an insult to him.

"Alright, let us wait here for our soldiers to return!"

Lionel then picked up the communicator and began issuing commands one by one.

At this moment, the most severely affected were undoubtedly the warriors piloting the mechs who were evacuating. They were feeling the intense tremors from the ground, and stabilizing their mechs was already quite difficult, let alone quickly evacuating the scene.

Just then, all the soldiers received this order.

"Now, those mechs that can still retreat, get out of there! Those that can't stand, abandon your mechs now, crawl back if you have to! We can rebuild the mechs, but I won't stand for the people to die!"

"Commander..."

"You bunch of bastards, I'm standing right here. If you don't want to be buried like this, then get back here right now!"

Just then, another rough voice came through the communication channel.

Lionel then looked toward the artillery camp, where he could see a man standing on the high ground, swaying back and forth as if he were completely oblivious to the tremors around him.

This was the commander, but his appearance was no longer as clean and tidy as before, nor as dashing. However, he remained tall, imposing, and dignified.

Looking at the two supreme commanders standing on the high ground, the soldiers below suddenly felt a strong boost of confidence. Even their superiors were willing to live and die with them, so what reason did they have to be afraid?

If there's any good news at this point, it's probably that Besembler is currently unable to move due to the continuous flow of magic into the ground. This gives the soldiers a chance to evacuate.

Even in this difficult situation, the hope of life seemed to be within reach thanks to the soldiers' cooperative efforts. However, at that moment, countless orbs of light suddenly appeared around Bessemor.

Without a doubt, if these orbs of light were to strike, none of those present would survive.

"Bessemor, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're at the top of the food chain. Even if it means death, I'll show you that we humans aren't to be trifled with!"

At that moment, one of the soldiers who was closer to Bessiere suddenly turned around and rushed towards Bessiere's direction. This was the sound he left behind in his final moments.

Meanwhile, his mech began to overload, and the energy core started spinning rapidly, which put the energy core in an extremely unstable state. Finally, in an explosion, the soldier ended his life.

Roar......

Behemoth cried out in pain; this time, it had finally been injured once again, even if it had only broken through the outer layer of its skin's defenses.

The final explosion from the mech was the warrior giving others a chance at life by sacrificing his own life.

As the soldier exploded, Bessiere paused suddenly, and it was this pause that caught the attention of many.

Almost simultaneously, the group closest to it tacitly turned their mechs towards Behemoth and then charged at it.

Boom boom boom boom boom.........

A series of explosions rang out around Bessiere. The warriors sacrificed their lives to bring hope to their comrades. As a result of the explosions, the orbs of light surrounding Bessiere dissipated.

Similarly, along with the dissipation of the sphere of light, the earthquake triggered by Bessemourne also occurred.

With the earthquake subsiding, the remaining soldiers were finally able to retreat quickly.

Lionel stood on the high ground, looking down at the situation below. His expression was solemn, and he slowly saluted in the direction of Behemoth. This was the only way to show respect to these soldiers who had sacrificed themselves.

Not only Lionel, but everyone who had already evacuated looked solemnly at these self-sacrificing soldiers and gave them a respectful military salute.

"What beautiful fireworks!"

Abigail, who was keeping a close eye on the battlefield, said somewhat carefree, but in her heart, she still admired these soldiers.

"This could probably be considered a hymn to humanity."

There's a saying that goes, "The song of humanity is a song of courage, and so is sacrifice."

"Soldiers, your sacrifice was worthwhile. You were all outstanding!"

Lionel said with a serious expression.

"Commander, what do we do next?"

The adjutant asked Lionel a question.

"Let's retreat. We've already lost so many soldiers; we can't afford any more unnecessary sacrifices. By the way, how's the situation on Leopold's side? How's the evacuation of the residents going?"

"It's still unclear, but the signal we agreed on with the city lord hasn't arrived yet, so the situation doesn't seem optimistic."

"In any case, we are no longer capable of fighting Bessiere. Let's retreat and return to Leopold. If all else fails, we will have to prepare to die for our country."

Lionel turned to look at Bessiere, who was still roaring loudly. Unlike the wounds caused by the pure magic cannon blasts before, this time, the mech's self-destruction not only brought an energy shock but also countless metal fragments. These fragments were now stuck in the surface of Bessiere's skin, causing it endless pain.

Meanwhile, all the survivors began an orderly evacuation. Without the earthquake's effects, the mechs were still faster than Besemble.

Moreover, Bessiere was injured at the moment.

However, Abigail noticed something amiss. Normally, an animal that had suffered such great harm would run away, but Behemoth did not. If it didn't have a concept of hatred, then Leopold must have something that attracted it.

To be honest, I don't know much about Leopold Abigail, but if there's anything special about Neil Porter right now, it's probably the giant armored beast that was just hunted down.

Seeing the remaining 40 or so mechs retreating towards Leopold, Abigail also piloted her mech in pursuit.

Sitting in a military off-road vehicle, Lionel was also considering this question. He wasn't stupid; although he didn't know much about legendary creatures, since they were living beings, they must have some things in common with other creatures.

Now, Lionel is considering how to prevent Leopold from suffering the same fate as Bessemore. Even if such a method may not exist.

Chapter 202 Light of Heaven

In Leopold, the city lord was anxiously evacuating the city's residents.

However, for such a large industrial city, the number of residents is quite large, and in this critical moment, the worst aspects of human nature are revealed: pushing, panic, and even taking advantage of the situation to do illegal things.

In just that short period of time, the number of people caught looting during the chaos has exceeded three digits.

"Lord, there's a communication."

Just then, a person walked over.

"Communications? What communications?"

The city lord asked with some doubt.

"Is it from Leander?"

"Leander? His Majesty's?"

"No, but it seems to be a message from His Majesty."

"I see."