Xyrin Empire-Chapter 220 - The Suicide Squad is Also Tough to

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: The Suicide Squad is Also Tough to Deal With

Chapter 220 -220: The Suicide Squad is Also Tough to Deal With

Chapter 220: The Suicide Squad is a Tough Nut to Crack

The booming of the cannons firing and the thunderous explosions reverberated through the night sky, cumulating into a deafening symphony of war. Astonishing beams of laser light and various solid warheads crisscrossed in the night, weaving a magnificent lattice that became a vast net of death. One after another, stone-statue ghosts or skeletal griffins were blasted into charred fragments by the laser guns, floating down like shredded paper toward the dark, gloomy sea below. Meanwhile, the massive frost dragons, under the cover of these spent forces, continuously belched deadly ice storms at the swiftly maneuvering Xyrin fighters that passed by. Some fighters, unable to evade the shockingly cold masses of air infused with magic, were instantly turned into giant ice cubes, their structures made incredibly fragile by the cold, shattering into brilliant fireballs under the force of their own momentum. Yet these powerful frost dragons were doomed not to be the true victors of this battle; Ghost energy beams, a hundred times more dangerous than lasers, periodically swept through the densely packed enemy formation with a teeth-chattering low hum, reducing swaths of enemies, frost dragons included, into basic particles dispersed in the air. However, the space cleared by the ghost main cannons was quickly filled by more stone-statue ghosts and other monsters. These undead creatures, devoid of consciousness, knew neither fear nor pain. Although the Xyrin fighters kept tearing horrific, great gashes into them, even vaporizing parts of their flesh and turning them into organic steam, they still surged forward in almost suicidal fashion, charging at every Xyrin spaceship within their attack range. It was common to see four or five stone-statue ghosts risking being riddled with Sabot bullets as they flew pounce toward a Xyrin fighter, clamping onto the fighter’s hull, all for the mere chance to slow down those remarkably agile flying devices and provide frost dragons in the rear with an opportunity to hit the enemy—even though the next second, they’d turn into icy fireworks alongside the fighters beneath them.

Similar scenes of attack were commonplace on the battlefield. Ghost giant winged birds, a specter-class flying unit with unremarkable offensive capabilities, even adopted the tactics of living bombs in groups, overlapping one another and temporarily resisting laser gunfire with their special ability, only to crash headlong into an unlucky Xyrin flying soldier or single soldier fighter jet, adding an inconspicuous spark to the chaotic scene in the sky with their fierce soul sacrifices.

Unlike those undead units that could only stand up to the Xyrin Army with suicide attacks, those few but exceedingly powerful variant demons were real tough guys who could take on the Xyrin Apostles. These bare-chested variants didn’t wear any armor because their skin, soaked and tempered countless times in Abyss energy, was itself the strongest armor. Ordinary Xyrin Apostles with heavy-duty proton guns and light Xyrin fighters with cannons could easily annihilate swarms of stone-statue ghosts or even isolated frost dragons, but they were far less effective against these variant demons. And worse, the biotechnology of the Fallen Apostles was clearly quite advanced. These variant demons, stronger and more agile than regular demons, even mastered the skill of wielding Abyss energy in combat. The power of the Abyss energy, with its intense corrosive effect, was so immense that almost every second, evade Xyrin fighters or flying soldiers who couldn’t dodge in time were hit by Abyss energy and exploded into balls of fire.

Fortunately, we had a specific remedy against these guys: Ao Tie bombs were extremely effective in this confrontation between ordinary soldiers. In the face of Ao Tie, which was completely immune to Abyss energy, the variant demons’ proud Abyss shields and demonized skin didn’t fare much better than a block of tofu against Ao Tie bullets. Nearly half of the variant demons perished under the volley of Ao Tie bullets, but regrettably, Ao Tie wasn’t as common as cabbage. The cost of cross-dimensional space transportation was staggering, and since the old Empire had long since collapsed, the cheap node-style plane transport hubs were no more. We were forced to transport this mineral from the world that produced Ao Tie gradually through the super space-time portals, so the Ao Tie ammunition that could be issued to Xyrin soldiers was pitifully scarce. Using it against these variant demons, who were just ordinary soldiers, was a bit of a waste, and this was quite frustrating.

Despite numerous difficulties, the enemy, relying on a huge army of cannon fodder and kamikaze-style suicide attacks, approached the vicinity of Divine Island, which was heavily guarded. As the saying goes, the stubborn fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who are unafraid to die. Now, we were facing an enemy who, in their determination to breathe their last breath at you, didn’t fear death. As a result, Divine Island had no choice but to engage in the battle.

All the turrets and missile launchers on the air fortress were now in combat state. Those weapons, both in number and quality, were utterly formidable, and they became the most aggressive point of firepower in the entire battle. Any enemy approaching Divine Island, even the mighty variant demons and frost dragons, would inevitably be bombarded to pieces. And with the powerful energy shield around the air fortress, the enemy’s attacks all turned into brilliant auroras in the sky above the fortress. But this kind of stalemate was not what we wanted to see—with an Eternal Level enemy warship, as large as a city, quietly floating in the distance. What if, when our energy shield was finally consumed by the enemy’s cannon fodder, that big guy fired at us… to whom would I cry?

“These guys are insane…”

Watching the combat scene on the holographic image that resembled a chaotic scene, Sandora’s expression was grim. The war style of using cannon fodder to pile up on elite troops deeply repelled the “Battle Song Princess,” who valued lightning-fast attacks. And to her annoyance, the formidable Imperial Army was actually being dragged into the mud by these cannon fodder.

Lin Xue, on the other hand, posed a question based on her knowledge of Azeroth, “Where did they find so many frost dragons?”

Frost Dragons were resurrected from the skeletons of dead dragons, a bit of common knowledge any wower should know. This knowledge also reminded people just how rare and top-tier the Frost Dragons were as aerial combat units. What appeared before us now was not merely one or two Frost Dragons, but thousands! Wasn’t the scale of this a bit too eerie?

My sister’s complexion was ghastly, clearly unaccustomed to such a gruesome battleground. Although the fallen Xyrin Apostles were mechanical beings lacking even basic sentience, the sight of so many warriors turning to ash before her eyes still dealt a significant blow to her. Massaging her forehead, my sister averted her gaze from the holographic projection and said in a low voice, “I’m afraid I might have guessed the reason for the premature weakening of the Witch Demon King’s power in this world.”

My sister’s words struck us, reminding us that after all this time, this was still the enemy’s trickery!

The Witch Demon King hadn’t weakened early at all. Furthermore, once the Fallen Apostle’s power got involved, that lump of ice likely had no chance of betraying the Burning Legion. Its sudden “weakening” had been completely orchestrated to align with the Fallen Apostle’s plan, to collect a large number of dragon bones. With the Fallen Apostle backing him up, he had no worries about humans regaining their strength and troubling him at Icecrown—before that, the Demons and Fallen Apostle’s allied army could definitely flatten Azeroth.

And surely, those Fallen Apostles wouldn’t have given Nai Ao Zu an opportunity to protest, right?

Nai Ao Zu must have already located the dragon graveyard in Northrend; otherwise, there was no other explanation for the emergence of so many Frost Dragons. These powerful Undead units might have been intended as the vanguard against Azeroth’s mortals, but our sudden arrival disrupted their plans. As a result, these giants were now turned against us—destroying our group of super-warriors was their priority, regardless of how many Frost Dragons they lost.

“Big brother, let me go out, okay?” Pandora maintained a stoic face, but her eyes gazed at the holographic projection, filled with desire, “Those Mixed Soldiers are no match for me!”

It was rare indeed; even the typically stoic loli, Pandora, felt compelled to voice her opinion, seemingly frustrated that she could only watch the battle from the command room. But it really wasn’t the time to let her out because we had far more dangerous enemies to deal with—Eternal Level armors and firepowers were not something ordinary Xyrin Fighters could contend with. Here, we didn’t even have one large Battle Spaceship, so we needed to conserve our energy, saving it for the toughest challenge ahead.

“We can’t delay any longer,” Sandora suddenly declared, “Although those small-fry pose little threat to the fortress, we don’t know the enemy’s plan. Every minute we delay, there’s more risk of unforeseen developments, and in close-combat conditions, our large Warships dare not fire at will. Without the Mother Ship’s support, ordinary Xyrin Soldiers stand no chance against so many enemies… Ah Jun, shall we deploy the Avenger?”

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“…I had originally wanted to keep it as our trump card…” I sighed, “I never thought we’d be driven to this point by mere Mixed Soldiers—Sivis, activate one-third of the Avengers, have all mobile forces retreat from combat, and quickly regroup at their respective Mother Ships. All Spaceships, activate the second layer of the Energy Shield, let’s blast the hell out of them!”