In the Silver Fort, Gao Wen and two new consuls guarded the Magic Net terminal. The news from the eastern part of the plain was being forwarded and transmitted through the communication lines of Solinburg, Baisha area, the southern border, and the Gorgon River, and were constantly being sent to this room.

"The 'Brave' team started to act and successfully induce the first level of the target..."

"The target entered the range of the Solinburg defense line, the 'Brave' team successfully escaped, and the second level induction was successful..."

"Each unit in Baisha Dunes has completed evacuation, and beacon has been established..."

"The third level induction was successful, and the Iron Throne began to move south... The target is approaching the white sand dunes..."

The reports from various execution units seemed to be fulfilling some precise timetable and kept coming according to the plan, but Gao Wen did not feel any relaxed, because the Solin Castle defense line had used facts to verify the strangeness, power and difficulty in eliminating the artificial god. Although the cultists used the power of mortals to create only a "fake" with flesh and blood, the power of the fake has obviously exceeded the mundane realm and has certain divine attributes.

Facing such an enemy, no one dares to relax until it truly disappears completely.

And Gao Wen also knew that these reports sent according to the plan, these seemingly smooth implementation and strict joints, actually, every minute and every second, there are a large number of soldiers and commanders risking their lives. The smoothness on the surface means accurate balance like walking on a tightrope.

Siren allies are indeed powerful, and the plan looks perfect, but the risk will never disappear because of this. Even if the hope of success is high, the risk you should take is still to take.

Beside him, Victoria, who had always been cold and calm, couldn't help but tighten her face, with a hint of nervousness: "I hope everything goes well."

"It will go smoothly... If the Siren can't solve it, the Second Corps that supports White Sands from the Rock Fortress and the Reserve Corps in Cecil City will be over, and we will eventually destroy the monster," Gao Wen said in a deep voice. "Then, we will announce the truth of this operation and make a big fanfare."

Bodewen nodded gently: "People will realize the strength of the new empire, their confidence in collapse will be recast, the situation will stabilize, and the nobles in the border areas will cooperate more in the transformation..."

"Yes, people will realize the power of the new empire." Gao Wen nodded in agreement, but added a sentence in his heart.

They will also realize that "gods" are not so untouchable.

...

On the junction between the Holy Spirit Plain and the Eastern Realm, this long pursuit has lasted for more than half.

The magic track extends between the plains and hills, and the heavy magic trains are flying on the rails. The sky is gloomy. The hot wind from the plains rolls up sand and dust, beating the relay piles on both sides of the track and the armor on the side of the train. The roar of war machines tearing open the air and the loud noise of the artillery fire intimidate the world. Wherever the giant beasts pass, birds are forbidden, and the beasts surviving on the plains are also running wildly to escape their caves, as if the doomsday has arrived.

The arsenal section opened frequently, not only the powerful main gun was firing, but the defensive secondary gun installed near the main gun was also firing. The acceleration guides of all sizes pointed to the rear of the train, and accompanied by the flash of magic, they threw heavy shells into the distance.

Under the dim skylight, the shells drew a series of striking trajectories in the air. At the end of the intersection of the trajectories, a holy and brilliant light illuminated the plain, connecting the heaven and earth, and the furious gods ran wildly on the earth, facing the artillery fire of mortals, and continued this pursuit.

This is no longer a battlefield that ordinary people can participate in, or even look directly at. It is only a very far place. Outside a safe distance, some brave lords in the East Realm climbed up their towers and city walls, and with the blessing of various extraordinary magic, they took a bold look at the battlefield that kept thundering and shining. Then half of them did not dare to look at it again, while the other half recited the names of their respective gods, the names of their ancestors, and prayed that the fire would not burn on them.

"The target has become faster," the adjutant came to Maryland in the tactical section of the Iron Throne to report loudly, "The distance between us is shortening!"

To some extent, anger can bring power.

This is effective for man, and for man-made gods... it is also effective.

Maryland looked out the window, and at a proper angle, he saw the scene behind the train. The holy and malicious light was shining in the north, and light kept bursting out from that direction, sweeping the rocks and woods, destroying the magic tracks along the way, and covering the rocks and steel along the way with lush vines and flowers.

Maryland turned around and looked at the adjutant: "How far are we from the White Sand Downs?"

"It will take half an hour to go on full speed, and we may be caught up before that."

Maryland frowned, and between conversations, the monster seemed to have moved in a little further.

A powerful energy beam came from afar, sweeping across the magic energy track. The shield covered on the track flashed violently and was penetrated. The rune structure under the track and the nearby magic net were detonated one after another. Before the safety device was automatically fused, the continuous death explosion had already hit the near the Iron Throne, and even caused the galloping train to shake violently.

In a trance, the former fortress commander felt a little familiar.

He had faced a similar crisis. An extremely powerful enemy was attacking, and the power in his hands could only be constantly consumed. The strength was huge, and confronting head-on was almost a luxury. What he could rely on seemed to be the only pride brought by his noble family in addition to courage.

Last time, he chose aristocratic fighting style and rushed out with a team of loyal knights, trying to save the situation with a glorious duel. Then he was defeated within a few moves and was taught a lesson, and from then on he realized what the so-called "war" was going on.

When facing the real battlefield, he needs some more pragmatic means.

"All members of the fourth arsenal section move toward the carriage," the commander quickly finished his thoughts and ordered quickly, "to be prepared to cut off the energy supply from the end connection hook and the fourth arsenal section. In addition...

"Let the soldiers open the fuse insurance for all shells and leave the grenades in the carriage before evacuating."

The adjutant was stunned for a moment, then stood upright and saluted and accepted the order: "Yes, General!!"

In the carriage of the fourth arsenal section at the end, soldiers were nervously and busy manipulating all the cannons that could hit the target. The impact just now caused a violent vibration in the vehicle body, and the main gun also malfunctioned due to the impact. Some people were injured, but no one left the position. Until the on-board communicator lighted up, these veterans were still trying their best to recalibrate the main gun.

Not all soldiers thought of the general's intentions at the first time, but all soldiers responded to the orders at the first time.

"Move quickly! Young men!" A veteran who has experienced all battlefields from the old Cecil to this day was the commander of this carriage. He already understood the general's thoughts, and his voice was particularly loud at this moment. "Abide by the orders, open the shell insurance, open the grenade insurance, and the excess touch mines, stuffed them into the pile of ammunition! Let's play a big one!!"

The train did its best to increase the speed and distance it was from the deer. The soldiers quickly completed the task in this short time, and passed through the third arsenal section and entered the empty carriage ahead.

Two minutes later, the commander of the third arsenal section received an order to manually remove the connection hook at the end of the train and the energy supply of the fourth arsenal section.

The large carriage that lost power quickly moved away from the main body of the train and was thrown far away on the track.

A few minutes later, a burst of explosions and a series of small explosions that followed came from afar.

Maryland looked at the direction of the explosion, and for a moment, he deeply hoped that the terrible "god" could die in the explosion without appearing again, but his unrealistic idea was soon dispelled by the holy light that lit up in the explosion clouds.

The Julu was not affected by the carriage's death. The light around it and the overflowing powerful magic power detonated the carriage in advance. The monster only slowed down slightly and rushed up again.

Maryland frowned, but just watched it all quietly.

Ten minutes later, he ordered again

"In the third arsenal section, personnel moved to the carriage and were ready to commit suicide."

"Yes, General!!"

The carriage's death explosion cannot hurt the monster, but at least it can delay time.

The white sand dunes are almost here.

Maryland looked out the window again as the second mushroom cloud rose above the distant track.

The sky was terrifyingly gloomy, as if the whole world was about to enter night. Thick clouds from somewhere gathered over the white sand area. A cold wind was sweeping across the area. Suddenly, thunder and lightning exploded at the same time.

The thunder sound even seemed to explode into the hearts of everyone in the carriage, causing even the most experienced, brave and calm soldiers and officers to be shocked. In the faint blue light emitted by the mental protection system, almost everyone subconsciously looked at each other, and then looked out the window at the same time.

A drop of rain hit the car window, and a tilted mark was drawn on the surface of the crystal glass. Then before the trace was blown away by the strong wind, it was the second drop, and the third drop fell...

It's raining.

Countless raindrops formed a curtain, pouring down from the sky.

The Iron Throne rushed into the pouring rain without hesitation, just like breaking into a water world hanging from the sky. Then the one who broke into the rain was the furious artificial god. The violent storm instantly swallowed all the intruders and quickly expanded to a maximum extent to cover the entire white sand dunes.

The sky was completely covered by a cloud that drooped like a vortex. The terrifying thick clouds made the entire area seem to have entered midnight. The cold wind whistled and the heavy rain poured down. The lights emitted from all over the Iron Throne could only dispel the nearest darkness in a limited way, while the world further away was only illuminated by constant thunder and lightning.

In the lightning, Maryland saw countless shadows gathering in the sky, countless strange things breeding in the storm and darkness, and the boundary between tangible and invisible was broken. An indescribable, huge structure like a mountain gathered in the wind and rain, and dense limbs and tentacles like forests were suspended upside down, sweeping towards the "giant deer" still shrouded in light.

Even though he fell into frenzy, the "Jiu Lu" was still instinctively driven to subconsciously realize that the crisis was approaching. It suddenly gave up the Iron Throne, which was already close, turned toward the sky, and the light surged between the deer antlers, and a dazzling jet of energy swept across the sky.

Countless shadows fell from the sky, as if many tangible and invisible objects were cut off and destroyed by the light beam, but in a blink of an eye, these shadows merged into the surrounding rain, condensed tentacles and limbs again, and continued to unswervingly cover the "big deer".

Those indescribable things gradually became clear. They appeared as if they were some giant marine creatures, but also as if they were monsters made up of countless imagined shapes. It seemed that only in the craziest and most absurd imagination works of humans can they piece together some of the shapes of this structure. It stretched out its thousands of limbs, blocked all the actions of the "Julu" bit by bit, closed them bit by bit, and twisted and weird runes shone on the surfaces of those limbs, suppressing all the resistances of the Julu one by one.

Such absurd and terrifying thought suddenly flashed through his mind while eating Maryland.

But Ta is indeed eating those tentacles or limbs have begun to tighten, which is a significant posture for predators when they are eating.

However, facing such a terrifying scene that seemed to be enough to cause ordinary people to mentally collapse, Maryland was surprised to find that his will was not tested at all, and even on the contrary... his thinking was unprecedentedly clear, his spirit was unprecedentedly excited, and all the negative emotions and psychological pressure accumulated before seemed to disappear. An uplifting emotion surrounded him, and this emotion even brought... a kind of pleasure.

The mental protection system will also produce a similar effect, but its effectiveness is far from comparable to this moment.

In such a wonderful state of mind, Maryland saw that the indescribable limbs or tentacles finally closed completely, and even the glory surrounding the giant deer was blocked tightly by the closed limbs.

Then, all the tentacles and limbs tightened in an instant, and a cheer that seemed to be gathering together in the wind and rain:
Chapter completed!