A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

After breaking through several ambush zones, Quan Duoer, who was initially blinded by anger, gradually calmed down.

He now understood that the woman's previous provocations were nothing more than a tactic to provoke him into leading his troops through the barrage of fire, using wave after wave of artillery fire to wear down the shared life bars of the "Comrades".

"The Reunion Movement was indeed behind the rebellion in the industrial zone." His eyes were grim. "I just didn't expect them to jump out so decisively, and I certainly didn't expect that the Gulag would be so easily defeated!"

However, even if the Reunion Movement were involved, so what? Those workers were neither infected nor rigorously trained in military affairs. The fact that they could organize this level of firepower blockade was probably the limit that the Reunion Movement commanders could mobilize.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, any traps or schemes are futile and futile!

With this unwavering mindset, coupled with the immense confidence derived from the minimal loss of life among the troops, Quan Duoer, even knowing that there might be traps ahead, was determined not to detour but to crush them with overwhelming force.

He didn't believe the other side had any means that could truly threaten his troops.

What's more, this road is the fastest route to the inner city wall, so it's a good opportunity to crush these arrogant and ignorant commoners along the way!

……

Meanwhile, the female PhD student finally retreated to the designated final area. Standing on higher ground, she asked the worker representative beside her in a deep voice, "Have all personnel been in place as planned? How is the evacuation of the surrounding residents progressing?"

"Doctor, everything is arranged. Everything you requested has been deployed to the key locations. However..."

One of the workers' representatives looked hesitant and said:

"Although we know that the substance will generate extremely high temperatures when ignited, can just a few hundred bags really destroy such a large area? And will it really be so safe that it won't affect us?"

“Everyone has their own expertise.” The female PhD student spoke calmly but with an undeniable certainty. “If any of you are architectural engineers, or have participated in the design and maintenance of this mobile city, you would immediately see what the locations I’ve chosen mean. They are the key points supporting the structure.”

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the crowd: "Believe me. Even if you think I might not care about your lives, you should at least believe that I would never joke with my own life."

"I trust you!

"A firm and loud voice broke in. Director Peter, supported by his coworkers, walked over. Although his steps were still a little unsteady, his expression had fully recovered. You, Merlin, are you thinking about it...?"

Peter continued:

“That Mr. Wang Chong is indeed a man who can turn the rotten into the miraculous. All the changes in Qiecheng seem to have been exactly as he predicted. I didn’t heed his warnings before and still held onto my illusions, which is why I have such a bad result.”

"So this time, I believe that the person he selected and recommended will never harm us!"

Peter turned to the other workers' representatives, raised his voice, and his eyes gleamed with determination:

"Brothers! We've put on a convincing show, and everyone has basically mastered the use of weapons. Now, we're about to do something earth-shattering! We're going to completely end this enemy that has brought endless suffering to the people of Chernobog!"

"They've been completely complacent and utterly underestimated us. The final victory lies in this carefully laid trap!"

"Let them open their eyes and see just how terrifying the power and wisdom of the workers can be when they come together!"

Peter's words ignited the fighting spirit of the crowd. The worker representatives nodded in agreement, their gazes becoming sharp and composed.

Under the female doctor's brief instructions, they quickly dispersed and took their positions, like nodes in an invisible giant web, silently waiting for their prey to step into the core area.

Meanwhile, Precys, standing quietly on another rooftop, resembled a detached observer. A slightly amused smile played on her lips as her gaze swept over every detail below with a scanning motion.

"Hmm... there are still some areas that could be improved. In the end, 'The Prophet' underestimated the upper limit of the power contained in Originium itself."

She murmured to herself, her slender fingers gracefully moving through the air, causing the invisible Originium energy to flow and subtly adjust the energy field of the entire area.

“However, this military formation called ‘The Together Ones’ should indeed come to an end.” A cold glint flashed in her eyes.

……

At the same time, Quan Duoer finally led his army into the designated battle zone. What came into view was the female PhD student, still standing atop the iconic skyscraper opposite, taunting him with that familiar and piercing mocking voice.

Quan Duo'er's eyes flashed even colder, but a cruel and triumphant smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

She doesn't even understand the principle of "things shouldn't happen more than three times"... This stupid woman has stood in this most conspicuous and easily targeted high ground for who knows how many times.

If killing her with an arrow or a spell hadn't been too lenient and not enough to quell his hatred, he would have ordered the crossbowmen and war mages to blast her and the building to smithereens!

Now, his carefully prepared trump card has taken effect. An elite squad had been secretly dispatched by him, sneaking around to the rear of the target building without anyone noticing, completely cutting off the enemy's retreat.

What pleased him even more was that, during their detour, the team unexpectedly encountered another group of workers who were preparing to "ambush" them.

The results of it?

"The moment those lowly people saw my flag, they threw down their guns, scared out of their wits, and disappeared in the blink of an eye! We even managed to salvage a lot of their abandoned equipment and artillery!"

The excited reports from his subordinates still echoed in his ears.

That's more like it! That's how those cowardly commoners should react when facing the Empire's elite! That self-righteous woman probably never dreamed that her carefully woven, ridiculous encirclement had already crumbled from within.

The last piece of good news was that the Helag troops in the rear were no longer able to continue the pursuit.

Clearly, if they continued to stretch the battle lines, their troops would risk being counterattacked by themselves. It was obvious that Hrag was ultimately a conservative; his overly cautious, veteran-style approach prevented him from seizing opportunities.

In this way, the ones truly surrounded and unable to escape were herself and the remaining workers in the building! They were completely isolated and helpless.

"Young General Quan!" The female doctor's voice came again from above, with a forced calmness. "I'm warning you one last time! Surrender with your troops now, and you might still have a chance to live! Otherwise, don't blame me for unleashing a massacre!"

"Go on a killing spree?" Quan Duoer burst into wild laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. This was the first time he had chosen to directly respond to the woman on the rooftop. "Fine! Then let me see what you can do with the junk you picked up!"

"Hmph, you finally dare to speak up, Young Master Quan! What a pity, what a pity, your death is imminent!"

The female PhD student, with a confident expression, suddenly waved her hand and gave a stern order:

"Everyone! Open fire! Unleash all the shells and all the firepower on them! I refuse to believe that you can withstand a saturation barrage of artillery fire if you can withstand crossbow bolts and drones!"

However, the expected deafening shelling did not arrive as anticipated. Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds. The female PhD student's feigned composure crumbled instantly; she frantically peered around, seemingly desperately searching for the reason for the silence.

"Hahahaha..." Quan Duoer burst into an even louder, mocking, and gleeful laugh, which echoed throughout the alleyway. "Stunned now? Aren't you curious why you can't hear any cannon fire?"

"Hahahaha..." Quan Duoer burst into an even louder, mocking, and gleeful laugh, which echoed throughout the alleyway. "Stunned now? Aren't you curious why you can't hear any cannon fire?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and his voice suddenly turned cold, like ice:

"The bunch of useless cowards you gathered have long been terrified by my army and fled for their lives! That's the people of Chernobog for you! If they really had the guts to resist, would they have needed to be instigated by you outsiders?"

"Now, you'd better pray you die slowly! Get her! Capture that woman alive! I'm going to execute her by slow slicing, piece by piece, in front of everyone!"

With a vicious laugh, he suddenly waved his hand. In an instant, the ambush troops who had been lying in wait behind the target building sprang out, forming a perfect encirclement with the main force in front, completely surrounding the isolated building.

Chapter 382: This is the true evil spirit of the Tower of Babel

"This ridiculous farce ends here! Reunion Movement, your biggest mistake was overestimating the abilities of these lowly people!!"

Quan Duo chuckled and spurred his warhorse, following the surging troops step by step toward the building that symbolized the end.

"Yes... this farce should end, young general..."

The panic on the female PhD student's face receded like the tide, replaced by an extreme coldness and pity. Her eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person. "And the fatal mistake you made was that you never truly saw what kind of...destructive power those people you regarded as ants and weeds could unleash when pushed to the brink."

Quan Duoer was suddenly met with her deathly gaze, and a chill inexplicably rose in his heart. A strong sense of foreboding instantly seized him!

In that split second—

Rumble! ...

The ground began to tremble violently without warning! At first, the soldiers thought it was a resonance caused by their own army advancing in sync.

But as the tremors intensified dramatically and the frequency became terrifyingly high, the entire ground undulated and twisted violently like a boiling sea, and everyone realized that something terrible was about to happen!

"Oh no!! Retreat now!!"

Quan Duo'er's horrified scream tore through the air, but before he could finish saying "retreat," he was completely swallowed up by a deafening roar!

boom!!

As if a slumbering beast beneath the earth had been awakened, the ground of the entire area collapsed like a fragile eggshell amidst a deafening roar! Huge cracks spread and devoured everything like a spider web.

Before Quan Duo and his elite troops could react, everyone, along with their astonishment and fear, was instantly swallowed up by the endless churning dust and broken steel and concrete!

"Gunners, launch Originium Flame Shells at high range according to the predetermined coordinates. Crossbowmen, ignite the arrowheads, concentrate your fire, and unleash the arrows!" You think Merlin has time for me? Are you even here yet...?

The female PhD student picked up the communication device and issued the final instruction in a clear but cold voice.

The moment the command was given, the battlefield landscape completely changed. Countless Originium Flame Bullets, trailing dazzling trails of light, whistled through the smoke-filled sky, precisely slamming into the newly formed, massive collapsed area with a perfect parabolic trajectory.

Immediately afterwards, a dense barrage of burning crossbow bolts rained down like a torrential downpour. The roar of cannon fire and the whistling of arrows intertwined to create a symphony of destruction.

The crimson flames, mixed with the dark red glow unique to Originium explosions, instantly engulfed the entire bottom of the pit, turning this death trap into a raging sea of ​​fire.

A piercing, desperate scream immediately erupted from the bottom of the pit, drowning out the aftershocks of the explosion. Some sorcerers who were lucky enough to escape the collapse tried to use Originium Arts to extinguish the surrounding flames, but the violent energy turbulence caused by the successive explosions of Originium bombs made the Originium environment in the space extremely unstable.

Their spellcasting repeatedly failed; the faint light of their spells was torn apart by the violent energy as soon as it appeared, leaving them helpless to watch as the flames mercilessly licked at their companions and themselves.

In the entire collapsed area, only the building where the female PhD student and her team were located stood firm like an isolated island in a raging sea.

The workers quickly took up positions at the edge, their eyes cold. They kicked the few Ursus soldiers who had managed to climb to the edge and try to escape back into the churning inferno below, then without hesitation raised their crossbows and began a precise and ruthless slaughter of the figures still struggling at the bottom of the pit.

Just then, a unit "arrived late" at the edge of the pit. It was none other than Hlag's troops, who had previously been "unable to catch up with Quan Dor."

Red gasped. Holding his burning katana, he stood at the edge of the collapsed area and looked down at the hellish scene before him.

Rolling flames, twisted remains, charred human figures, and the pungent smell of burning flesh assaulted the senses, making even the flames on his blade seem excessively "gentle."

"Damn, this is hell on earth..." he couldn't help but mutter, "Who the hell did this? They're ruthless."

The musketeer squad leader, however, did not hesitate at all. His eyes flashed with the fierce glint of someone ready to strike a fallen enemy, and he decisively gave the order:

"Don't just stand there! It's time to strike while the enemy is down! Warlocks, unleash your full power, bombard them to death! Gunners, target the remaining enemies at the bottom of the pit, fire freely! Leave no one alive!"

The dense gunfire and magical light once again joined the siege, completely extinguishing the last hope of resistance or escape for the remaining soldiers at the bottom of the pit.

"What did you say? A huge crater... the entire Dor army... wiped out? They were all buried alive in it?"

Hearing the news from the front lines, Hrag was clearly equally shocked. He had anticipated that the female doctor would deal a heavy blow to all of Dor, and he was prepared to cooperate with the musket squad to completely exhaust the [Comrades] army and share their lives.

However, reality far exceeded his expectations—nearly ten thousand well-equipped elite troops, supported by a powerful military formation, were slaughtered in an instant? How was this possible?

When Helag rode up to the edge of the huge pit, the sight before him made even this seasoned veteran feel a chill run down his spine, and his throat bobbed involuntarily.

Smoke filled the air, the heat was scorching, and flames still leaped among the wreckage in the deep pit, emitting a pungent, acrid stench. He prided himself on his long military career and his experience of grand scenes, but such a deliberately created hell was truly unheard of.

"Incredible..."

Hrag's gaze swept across the devastated land, finally settling on the top of the only remaining building. The female doctor stood silently, seemingly indifferently looking down at the raging inferno and the fading wails below.

A complex mix of emotions surged within him, including admiration for the tactical success and a chilling undercurrent. He couldn't help but murmur a sigh:

"...A doctor? Mr. Wang Chong's team is truly full of hidden talents and outstanding individuals."

……

While continuing to command his troops to resist the fierce attack of Stonnov's main force, Wang Chong calmly observed the evolution of the battle situation in the direction of the Helag battlefield through the power of the pervasive black mist.

When he saw the female doctor successfully annihilate Quan Duoer and his elite troops in the sea of ​​fire, he couldn't help but admire her.

"By utilizing the high temperature of the thermite, the key load-bearing nodes of the moving urban structural layer were precisely melted, creating a controllable directional collapse... The doctor's knowledge is indeed extensive and practical."

"Looking back, she had repeatedly and meticulously observed the structural connection points between underground pipelines, support columns, and ground buildings during breaks in battlefield command. It seems that she had already been conceiving this 'collapse tactic' since then."

Thanks to his omniscient perspective, Wang Chong clearly reviewed the brilliance of the doctor's entire tactical layout:

"Then came the perfect use of psychological warfare. She deliberately made the workers look disheveled and clumsy when operating weapons, which made the attack hit rate abysmal."

"This is not only a waste of the resources left behind by Quan Duoer, but also a public trampling and humiliation of the ideals that Quan Duoer believed in. It has precisely hit his sore spot and successfully enraged him."

"In a fit of rage, Quan Duo made his first fatal misjudgment, charging straight into the 'pocket' that the female doctor had set up. From that moment on, the initiative in tactics was firmly in the hands of the doctor."

"Then, she used one 'ambush circle' after another that seemed professionally arranged and had tight crossfire, but in reality had limited killing effect on elite troops protected by the [Comrades] formation."

"These deceptively simple traps constantly instilled in Quan Dorr the illusion that the opponent's tactics were nothing special and that their firepower could not truly threaten him. This persistent psychological suggestion led Quan Dorr to completely underestimate the enemy before him and their possible tactics."

"Finally, the scene of the troops fleeing in panic was the finishing touch. It completely lulled Dor into a false sense of security, making him believe that the doctor had run out of tricks and was at his wit's end, thus leading him to step into the final death trap without any vigilance."

"When destruction came, the floor collapsed. His troops were wiped out before they could even react effectively."

"This truly demonstrates an extreme mastery of human psychology... It reminds me of an old saying: 'In the art of war, the best strategy is to attack the mind, the second best is to attack the city. Psychological warfare is superior to physical warfare.'"

"Heh heh heh... I must say, you truly live up to your reputation as the evil spirit of Babel. This is the level you should be at, Doctor?"

Wang Chong held the doctor in high esteem in his heart. With the annihilation of the core elite force of Quanduo, the battle situation in Chernobog City had come to an end.

"Huh? There's still one that slipped through the net and managed to crawl out..."

However, Wang Chong's "sight" quickly caught sight of a disheveled figure, desperately fleeing towards the inner city, supported by several equally wounded guards. That was none other than Quan Duoer, who should have perished in the flames.

"Hmph, so what if they escaped? They're just trapped beasts clinging to life. The outcome is already decided; they can't cause any more trouble."

Wang Chong's thoughts instantly shifted to a grander picture:

"However... I'll use your life, which you've managed to escape by sheer luck, for a little while longer. I'll let you, as a representative of the Ursus Empire's corruption and incompetence, completely tear off the empire's fig leaf and let the people of Chern and even the entire Northern Plains see the truth."

"Ultimately, the people of Chernobog will become the most solid foundation for the Reunion Movement to sweep across the southern cities!"

Wang Chong's gaze had already passed beyond the ruins of Chernobog and was now fixed on the vast southern territory of Ursus.

Chapter 383: Total Annihilation