Stronger from Earth-Chapter 97: Sent Into the Otherworld

"Ready!" At the front of the Federation Army formation, someone commanded. Seeing the alien army reach an appropriate distance, he immediately ordered, "Fire!"

Suddenly, like endless meteor showers falling, the beams from the laser guns instantly struck the Celestial Race’s legion, followed by the firing of machine gun bullets.

Both energy and physical attacks were launched simultaneously. The Federation Army’s weaponry was extremely formidable, and the shields of the foremost Celestial Race soldiers were melted through in just a few breaths, left pocked and unrecognizable.

Screams echoed continuously as Celestial Race soldiers fell, but the soldiers at the rear pushed forward courageously. Even though the blood and mud underfoot made the ground treacherous, their expressions remained unchanged.

More than half of the warriors had fallen. The Celestial Race soldiers relied on their flesh and powerful physiques to hold the front lines. When their shields were melted, they used their bodies. When the front-line fighters died, those in the rear used their comrades’ corpses as shields, continuously advancing.

When they were five hundred meters away, they began an assault. A large number of shields were raised, and axes and blades became thrown weapons, thrusting forward.

"Bang! Boom!"

The Celestial Race soldiers were now less than a hundred meters away. The path was littered with corpses, flesh and blood stirred into the earth. They advanced over the bodies, ready to die heroically.

When they reached the front, the Human Race soldiers could sense the powerful physiques of the Celestial Race soldiers, could see the hair on their bodies. Each Celestial soldier, built with muscles like mighty giants.

Loud booming sounds erupted as the Super Energy Cannon fired. One by one, the over three-meter-tall Celestial Race soldiers were hit and instantly disintegrated by the powerful energy, turning into dust and floating to the ground, vanishing completely.

Celestial warriors fell one after another, but a hundred soldiers still managed to charge into the Federation Army’s ranks, and a melee ensued.

The soldiers of the Federation Army, all of whom had at least reached the Bone Refining Realm, were elites selected from billions of the Human Race, so naturally their combat power was formidable.

After a few minutes, the space between the Gate of the World fell silent again. The Federation Army dragged back dozens of bodies, while all the soldiers of the Eight-armed Celestial King Race died in battle.

The bodies, unimaginable flesh and blood quagmires, and the long corridor were filled with the stench of blood, the alien warriors who perished on the battlefield.

All were killed! Not a single one survived!

Solemn and respectful.

At this moment, there was silence, everyone watching this scene without a word, be it the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm or Earth Civilization.

The respect for life and the tribute for the heroic dead on the battlefield made the air heavy with gravity.

"Catapults! Ballistae!"

The king of the Eight-armed Celestial King Race gave the order. He understood that compared to Earth, the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm was too weak, so weak that it needed to limit Earth’s powerful cultivators from entering and adopt the most complete defensive stance.

Because even if only a part of Earth’s cultivators entered, it would be enough to make it collapse, necessitating stringent restrictions on Earth’s powerful entering.

However, with the gradual merging of the World Wills from both sides, this restriction would weaken, and when that time came, the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm would face not only Earth’s army but also a large number of Earth Immortal cultivators.

After the initial battle, the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm realized the might of Earth Civilization.

Watching tens of thousands of elite warriors fall, a sense of desolate sadness grew within the million-strong army of the Eight-armed Celestial King Race, but even more so were anger and hatred.

No greater family or national hatred exists.

The catapults advanced step by step, with several dozen earth-shaking catapults lined up ahead, massive stones seven to eight meters in diameter ready for launch, and in front were hundreds of ballistae, each over ten meters long and as thick as a person’s waist.

"Fire!"

At the command, hundreds of giant arrows shot forth like dragons emerging from their lairs, instantly spanning thousands of meters, crashing through the Gate of the World, and charging toward the Federation Army on the other side.

In an instant, an energy shield rose before the Federation Army, sealing all space, with hundreds of giant ballista arrows crashing into it.

Closely following was one giant stone after another, their massive weight bringing terrifying power upon impact.

"Retreat!"

As the catapults prepared to launch, large numbers of Federation soldiers had already retreated, setting large energy cannons at the forefront.

The energy shields in front shattered layer by layer, unable to withstand the massive physical impacts, but at this moment, several large energy cannons fired.

Beams of unmatched energy surged forward, piercing and sweeping away everything in their path.

Deafening sounds continuously erupted, and when everything calmed, the long corridor in the Gate of the World was littered only with debris, piles of broken stones, and fractured arrows.

The attack from the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm failed once more.

"Fire again!"

The large catapults and giant ballistae were ready; the Eight-armed Celestial King Race did not fear death and certainly wouldn’t fear exhaustion.

In Meiling, the True Immortals watched this scene. They knew that the small Eight-armed Celestial King Realm couldn’t stir much trouble, and their king would not dare to cross the Gate of the World to offend Earth.

The scenes of "small skirmish" were habitual to them, and in the coming months, until the Earth Immortal Realm could enter the Otherworld, with the opposing king stationed, their task here would only be to advance step by step.

Just this main battlefield alone would consume unknown resources of the Eight-armed Celestial King Race, and it would be enormous.

At this moment, He the Sixth spoke to the many disciples at the Mountain Gate: "Now I will send you into the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm. Remember to cooperate, be safe.

In two or three months, the Federation Army will advance to the Otherworld’s entrance, establish a base in the Otherworld, and begin the real war to annihilate the realm.

When a large army and cultivators flood in, it will also be the time when the mission is perfected, and you can return."

The disciples of the Mountain Gate were excited, and at this moment, they had been waiting long. Entering the Otherworld was the starting point for their futures; only with stronger fortune could they receive more opportunities and cultivate faster.

If they missed this chance or achieved little in the Otherworld, their cultivation paths would gradually fall behind their peers.

But if they achieved success and received the Mother Star’s favor, their futures would be smooth, receiving tremendous backing from the Mountain Gate, with limitless prospects.

He the Sixth looked at the enthusiastic youths, glanced at Wang Xuan, then snapped his sleeve, and darkness descended upon Wang Xuan and the others, enveloping them in his sleeve.

The corridor within the Gate of the World was still turbulent from the energy cannons, but with a point of his finger, He the Sixth caused space to ripple, sending a hundred directly into it.

The hundred were like bubbles, small as a fingernail, shooting through the Gate of the World at incredible speed, flying thousands of kilometers forward upon entering the Otherworld, reaching a distant place.

This scene, unseen by the king of the Eight-armed Celestial King Realm, a being comparable to a Celestial Immortal.

Darkness gave way to light almost immediately, like the explosion of a bubble. They fell from midair, landing on dead branches and fallen leaves.

Tall trees, dozens of yards high, piercing through branches could reveal blue skies and white clouds, with bird calls and beast roars occasionally heard around them.