Xyrin Empire-Chapter 218 - Attack

Chapter 218: Chapter 218 Attack

Chapter 218 -218 Attack

Suddenly, the dazzling light streaking across the night sky interrupted the party in the square. The people, who had been immersed in excitement, instantly quieted down and turned their gaze towards the fireworks of various colors blooming in the distance. Thus, a blonde girl who had been swirling through the square with a huge platter, sweeping past every barbecue rack and dessert table like a whirlwind, became more conspicuous than ever before.

Little Baobao, who had wandered to my side at some point, licked the lollipop in his hand and pointed curiously at the lingering bright white halo in the sky, babbling something. Qianqian, who might have sneakily had some drinks, also wandered over dizzily and then crashed into my chest, rubbing her face against me like a kitten while mumbling, “Ah Jun, what is that?”

I chuckled, “No worries, we’re having a fireworks party!”

Lin Xue delivered a chop to the top of my head with the back of her hand, “Fireworks my ass! We’re encountering an enemy!”

Nonsense, of course, I knew that. What kind of madman would set off fireworks with a three thousand millimeter caliber shipborne Ghost Energy Cannon in the dead of night!

With one arm hugging the still eager to watch fireworks Little Baobao and the other around the drunken Qianqian, I quickly ran towards where Sandora and the others were gathering, with Lin Xue following closely behind. Meanwhile, the shrill sound of the air raid alarm also rang out from the top of Bubble Tower, instantly spreading throughout the entire Floating Fortress. Since we were already exposed, there was no need to act low-key. With the lighting control lifted and the camouflage force field removed, the whole “Divine Island” lit up like daylight, and the massive Air Fortress enshrouded in golden light appeared in the night sky above the Endless Sea like a gigantic inverted golden pyramid. The deep roar of “thundering” came from the core of Divine Island, spreading throughout the Air Fortress. The surrounding scenery underwent miraculous changes as well—massive standard buildings slowly sank, vanishing beneath the heavy upper armor. Across the plaza and even further out, the seamless alloy ground cracked open with intersecting gigantic fissures, and several meters thick metal ground split and flipped with thunderous sounds, revealing the huge gun turrets and various launchers fixed to their backsides. At the four corners of Divine Island, the original four tall Divine Statues overflowing with Holy Light suddenly tilted outwards and were reassembled into parts of the Fortress by nano mechanisms. In their original places, four platform areas, hundreds of square meters in size, slowly rose revealing the glittering Crystal Matrix below—the Confessor-IX type spread-form Fortress Cannon.

Within just a few minutes, the original sacred paradise had become an Imperial Fortress, armed down to every last iron nail. Nearly a thousand large turrets and numerous smaller gun emplacements interlaced to form a deadly web ready to strike, and I had no doubt that even if a fly flew over us, it would be greeted with at least three rounds of either energy or solid cannon attacks.

As the Air Fortress transformed, the Bubble Tower behind us also underwent tremendous change. The hundreds of meters tall massive Spire shook, slowly rotating and contracting, and within minutes, it turned into a conical tower only a hundred meters high. The originally smooth surface suddenly split open with numerous vertical and equally spaced cracks, with blue light pulsing regularly as if alive within these narrow openings. The buzzing sound of energy flow continued to remind those around us of the incredible energy contained within this beautifully deceiving Tower.

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“This thing is amazing!” I couldn’t help but exclaim loudly as I stared at Bubble Tower that had now taken on the form of a Command Tower.

Lin Xue, standing next to me, said nothing but began to look for a useful tool at hand.

Hey, hey, hey, you don’t plan on dismantling this transformable tower, do you? Or are you even thinking of taking down the Air Fortress beneath our feet?

It wasn’t just our feet’s “Divine Island” that underwent change; even more impressive was what came next.

As the camouflage force fields cloaking the entire Fleet were turned off one by one, the vast Imperial Army gradually emerged in the sky. Countless main Battlecruisers of all sizes assembled in a depth formation that maximized their firepower advantage. These Warships continuously adjusted their relative positions in the sky, ensuring that each one had at least one Main Cannon at the ready firing angle at any given moment. Such a terrifying coordination of the large Army’s capabilities, apart from the Xyrin Apostles who could be directed like robots through a signal network, no other Army could achieve it. Among these large Warships floating in the night sky like massive ghostly monsters, more smaller units buzzed around rapidly like restless bees. These weren’t just the small fighters or logistical ships; there were also the unpredictable flying Xyrin Apostles, which despite their lack of the bulkiness and heavy armor found in the Land Soldiers, were exceedingly difficult to deal with due both to their all-around attack methods and their infuriatingly sneaky tactics of taking potshots.

In the few minutes of the Air Fortress’s transformation, the Main Cannons of several large Escort Ships had also never stopped attacking. The ship-based Energy Weapons fired extremely quickly, and as the two sides approached, more and more enemies came into the firing range of the escorting convoy. Blue and white Laser Beams intersected with black and red Ghost Energy Beams, stabbing into the distant night sky like Heavenly God’s Javelins, repeatedly blooming into gorgeous flowers representing death beyond our field of vision. Every time the sound of gunfire erupted, the representatives from every Race on the square couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

These natives of Azeroth were deeply shocked by the incredible combat scene before them. Although they didn’t understand the various turrets that suddenly appeared beside them, this didn’t affect their awe of the “Divine Weapons.” Whether it was the giant island under their feet transforming into an Air Fortress, or the dense bombardment from the Warships behind, which was even more fearsome than a Forbidden Curse, it shocked the natives accustomed to close-range cold weapon combat to the core, so much so that they exclaimed in excitement every time the guns fired, as a way to vent the excitement bubbling within them.

Every race’s envoys, whether from the Alliance or Horde, the Dead Souls or the Naga, were thrilled and excited at this moment, having witnessed the power of the “Divine Weapon.” The realization that they were now members of such a mighty legion made the strength-aspiring Azerothians’ blood boil with enthusiasm.

Oh, right, and let’s not forget about that certain purple-haired seawater creature nearby, rambling on about how beautiful the fireworks are on land—maybe “creature” is a better term?

But even now, I still had no idea what enemy my troops were exchanging fire with. It couldn’t be helped, the Imperial Army’s long-range attack capability was too strong. In most cases, the enemies engaged with the Xyrin Apostles would be nothing more than dots on the radar. I figured that seeing the actual faces of those foes would be quite difficult, with them being on the receiving end of the fleet’s main cannons’ bombardment.

Luckily, Queen Xyrin, who continued her insane raid of roasted meat and cheese even amid a sudden enemy bombardment, finally satisfied her other-space-like appetite, burped contently, and wobbled over to my side, allowing me to finally escape my bewildered state.

“What’s happening, Sandora?” I reached out to wipe off the grease at the corner of Sandora’s mouth, gave a pinch to her cheek, which would inevitably start smiling foolishly after being well-fed, and asked, “Who are we exchanging fire with? Are there still enemies in the skies above the Endless Sea?”

Sandora, while vigorously sucking on her shiny, oil-slicked fingers, spoke in a muffled tone, “A whole bunch of irregular armies, ah. I had Bubbles scan the area, and what a mishmash it is.”

Pointing towards the distant horizon that was continuously bursting with dazzling flashes, Sandora said, “Frost Dragons, Stone-statue Ghosts, Skeletal Griffins, Ghost Giant Winged Birds, all sorts of Flying Demons, bio-synthetic Monster Demons, and then…”

Here Sandora suddenly put on a mischievous smile and asked with a grin, “Guess what else?”

I was startled, “More!? Isn’t that motley crew already troublesome enough?”

“Ha-ha! Here’s something even more troubling—behind all those small fry, there’s a limited-edition Eternal Level Strategic Fortress Ship!”

Looking at the gleeful Sandora in front of me, my expression turned comically exasperated, and then I slammed a knuckle on the head of the young woman before me. She immediately crouched down like an injured animal, clutching her head while giving me a pair of pitiful, watery eyes.

Trying to act cute, huh? No use! What are you so happy about at a time like this? Eternal Level, that thing isn’t Xyrin…

It was only then that Lin Xue seemed to suddenly remember something, slapping her forehead and exclaiming loudly, “Ah, now I remember, the Fallen Apostles seem to have repaired their Space Transmitter! This must be the first wave of troops they’ve sent out!”

…You’re doing this on purpose, right? You could’ve mentioned such critical information a bit sooner!