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The Silver Spear Pegasus warriors had reached their limit in their charge; the tips of their spears shone as brightly as the sun. They roared, pouring all their life's faith and strength into this single strike—

"break!!!"

The three forces finally converged.

A blinding white light engulfed everything, and the shockwave from the explosion swept across the entire sky, kicking up dust tens of meters high and obscuring the sky.

The allied soldiers held their breath, staring intently at the still-expanding ball of light.

"Did it succeed...?"

The light mist slowly dissipated.

The floating fortress remained suspended in its original position, without moving an inch.

There wasn't even a scratch on its armor.

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

The expressions of the Allied soldiers froze; their throats seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, and they could not utter a sound.

Friedrich dug his fingertips deep into his palm, blood dripping down his wrist, but he felt no pain—only a bone-chilling cold.

"This...is impossible..."

At the bottom of the floating fortress, a huge cannon barrel slowly unfolded.

Dark red energy gathered inside the cannon barrel, and the surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, even swallowing up light, leaving only a pitch-black void at the muzzle.

Main gun fully charged—

Friedrich's voice trembled.

"retreat……"

"Retreat the entire army!!!"

Too late.

A crimson beam of light pierced through the heavens and the earth.

There was no sound, no explosion, only a pure torrent of energy sweeping across.

The Victorian warship vaporized the moment it came into contact with the beam of light, the Lytanian sorcerer array vanished like paper, and the Silver Spear Pegasus's charging formation was wiped out without leaving a trace.

The earth was ploughed into a scorched ravine several kilometers long, with molten rock flowing like lava.

The Victoria's land-based warship was capsized by the aftershocks, and Friedrich was thrown into the air by the blast wave of the high-speed explosion. When he struggled to crawl out of the wreckage, the scene before him completely robbed him of his ability to think—

The city walls they were once so proud of have completely vanished, leaving only a burning scar.

The floating fortress still hangs high in the sky.

Its cannon muzzle slowly closed, as if everything that had just happened was done casually.

The city's defenses, which would have made countless high-speed warships sigh in despair... were completely destroyed.

Shen Lin stood in the command room, looking down at the burning defensive line below.

This is a collective attack from the dead souls, who have been buffed with various powers, and the effect so far is satisfactory.

"The main gun is quite powerful."

The next moment, Shen Lin could clearly feel countless voices expressing heartfelt joy in his mind.

The machine spirit is overjoyed!

Theresa stood beside him, gazing at the scorched earth, her lips trembling slightly.

She wasn't pitying the enemy, but rather shocked by this absolute power—the Sarkaz, who had once struggled in the mud, could now so easily crush the so-called barriers of civilization.

“Shen Lin…”

She spoke softly.

"Ok?"

"Give the order."

Shen Lin smiled slightly, and a black crown appeared above his head.

His will, guided by shared ideals, reached the minds of every Sarkaz person.

"The whole army—"

"charge!!"

……

The earth began to roar.

A dark mass of armored vehicles burst forth from the smoke and dust, their tracks crushing the scorched earth, their engines roaring like thunder.

The Sarkaz heavy tanks were arranged in a wedge formation, their cannons gleaming with a cold metallic luster, like sharp knives, piercing straight into the remaining Allied positions.

The central tower of Oschdenheim stood majestically amidst the gunfire.

Several electors stood in the resonance chamber at the top of the tower. After the initial shock, the flames of arrogance rekindled in their eyes.

Outside the window, the shadow of the floating fortress loomed over the land like the end of the world, but at this moment, a cold smile appeared on their lips.

"Arrogant!"

"They just drove in like that, completely brazen!"

"Do you really think our Leitanian towers are comparable to those Victorian junk?"

"Each tower is a living work of art; they breathe, they think... they devour the flesh and blood of intruders."

"Come on! Let those Sarkaz barbarians see what real—"

boom! ! !

The floating fortress's main cannon suddenly roared, and a crimson beam grazed the edge of the tower, instantly vaporizing the adjacent secondary tower.

The unbalanced tower shook violently, their arrogant voices fell silent, and their magnificent robes were covered in dust.

Dead silence.

They suddenly realized a terrible truth—the tower they were so proud of was nothing more than a slightly larger target in the eyes of the other side.

He yelled hysterically.

"Activate the final resonance!"

Now! Immediately!

These sorcerer fortresses, meticulously crafted by generations of Electors of Letania, were now emitting a deathly hum.

The giant tuning fork at the top of the tower trembled violently, and the azure sound waves spread outwards like tangible waves, attempting to construct a final defensive barrier.

Several surviving electors stood in the resonance chamber atop the tower, their staffs deeply embedded in the ground, and they began to play a golden symphony together—

"In the name of the Golden Law—"

"In the glory of Letania—"

The frequency of the sound waves suddenly increased, the air distorted in the resonance, and even the shield of the floating fortress rippled.

This is Letania's last trump card. Through the resonance of the tower, the Originium Arts of dozens of high-ranking sorcerers are amplified to the extreme, enough to tear apart steel and shatter city walls!

On the ground, the Sarkaz vanguard, who had just stepped into the city, were swept by the sonic waves, and the front-line warriors suddenly froze.

Then their armor cracked like porcelain, and blood gushed out from the cracks.

The advancing army encountered some obstacles for a time.

-

Inside the command center of the floating fortress, Shen Lin narrowed his eyes upon noticing this scene.

"interesting."

"They can actually resist."

Theresa stared intently at the monitoring screen, witnessing for the first time the spectacular sight of several electors simultaneously playing the Golden Melody.

"Is this the golden symphony of Letania?"

"If we allow them to continue, it will cause considerable casualties to our troops' advance..."

Shen Lin did not answer, because his mind was filled with the overwhelming sounds of the dead souls.

"Don't we need a main gun...?"

Even with the energy reserves displayed on the screen, Shen Lin couldn't help but gasp slightly.

Just a few attacks from the main cannons have already consumed the equivalent of a year's worth of Originium in Kazdel, not even counting the energy provided by the furnace.

Every single second of this is pure gold!

At this moment, the undead seemed eager to prove themselves, stating that they now understood all the conditions of the airship.

The best way to deal with these old relics is to use a more direct approach.

Feeling the myriad unified opinions in his mind, Shen Lin suddenly smiled.

"Dead souls, you're all free to do this. Push down the tower."

……

The engines of the floating fortress suddenly roared to life.

For the first time in a real sense, this steel behemoth began to move. It was no longer hovering, but instead swooped down at a speed completely disproportionate to its enormous size!

With its bow pointing at the tower, dark red runes lit up the surface of its armor, like a primordial beast awakening and charging toward its prey!

"No...impossible!"

Inside the tower, the staff of an elector suddenly shattered.

He looked up in horror at the shadows getting closer and closer outside the porthole—the airship was about to crash its hull directly into the tower!

"Keep resonating! Quickly!"

"Shoot it down before it crashes into us!"

Another elector roared hysterically.

The vibrations of the performance reached their limit, and amidst a piercing shriek, a blue beam of light, over a hundred meters in diameter, shot straight into the sky!

The beam of light collided violently with the airship—

Then, it was split in two.

The airship's bow sliced ​​through the energy torrent like a hot knife through butter, the dark red runes devouring the incoming Originium Arts. There were no explosions, no stalemates, only pure, utter crushing power!

"No......"

The last elector collapsed to the ground, his musical instrument clattering to the ground.

The next second, the bow of the airship crashed heavily into the tower.

There was no violent explosion as expected, only a dull, teeth-grinding metallic creak.

One by one, the towers began to tilt slowly from the point of impact, bricks and stones crumbled, the spell collapsed, and the tuning forks at the top of the towers twisted and deformed under the immense pressure, finally emitting a mournful cracking sound—

boom! ! !

The towering structure, hundreds of meters high, collapsed with a deafening roar, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky.

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, the Sarkaz commando team had already filed in.

They rushed into the interior, stepping over the collapsed tower. Their black armor was covered in dust, but it couldn't hide the bloodthirsty red light in their eyes.

The remaining Letanian warlocks attempted to resist, but without the tower's amplification, they were no match for the Sarkaz elite.

"The Elector has been found!"

"It has to be alive!!"

The Sarkaz officer leading the group said coldly,

Deep within the ruins, all the electors were dragged out of the resonance chamber where they were hiding.

Their fine clothes were stained, and their faces no longer held their former arrogance, only the most primal fear remained.