bacchusnovels Chapter 227 Jiangcheng's Crisis 2
Chapter 227 Jiangcheng's Crisis 2
Da da da!!
Vivian began to control the remaining 1130 close-in weapon systems to attack the four Heavenly Demon Martial Gods.
However, the same method can only be used once.
This time, the Heavenly Demon Clan mobilized a large number of experts to completely surround the four Martial Gods.
Even when Vivian directly used the main cannon of the Martial God-class warship to attack, it did not affect the chanting of the spells by the four Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods.
Although dozens more experts from the alien race died in the main cannon fire this time.
"Alas! There's nothing we can do! We can only hope our master returns soon!"
As time slowly passed.
The four Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods finally finished chanting.
Purple lightning appeared in the sky.
Those thunderbolts didn't travel straight like ordinary lightning.
Instead, they meandered and circled in the air before converging into a giant purple sphere of light above the heads of the five Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods.
The sphere of light expanded rapidly, eventually growing to the size of a basketball court.
This bizarre phenomenon brought the brutal battlefield to an instant halt.
Both sides returned to their respective positions.
They all looked up at the purple ball of lightning in mid-air.
The ball of lightning eventually grew to the size of a football field and then stopped expanding.
Then, beams of purple lightning shot out from the sphere of light.
The beam of light fell to the ground, forming a circular area that covered a radius of several miles.
Within this realm, the four Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods were enveloped in a purple aura, a blessing from the Great Dao.
Zhao Gongming and his two companions had already been escorted to the city wall of Jiangcheng.
He struggled to lift his head and look at the purple lightning in the sky.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
"Oh no! This is the Great Dao of Summoning the Heavenly Demon Clan!"
"The Great Dao of the Heavenly Demon Clan has actually been projected across realms!"
"Doesn't this mean that even the Martial Gods of the Heavenly Demon Clan will receive the blessing of the Great Dao?"
The provincial governor and the chief of the Night Watch exchanged a glance, and then rushed out at the same time.
The two of them also brought along three of the five martial gods of Jiangcheng.
They directly confronted the four Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods and the Heavenly Demon's half-step invincible ancestor.
The six people attacked simultaneously, their blades flashing, countless attacks of qi and blood intertwined with beams of energy.
Although the five Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods received the blessing of the Great Dao, they were still outnumbered.
For a while, he was being overwhelmed by six people.
For a moment, they were at a stalemate.
However, this left Jiangcheng with even fewer defensive forces.
Only two martial arts masters remain: Hong Gu and A Rui.
However, the two of them were facing ten mechanical warriors.
Two against ten.
The difference is too big.
Even with their combined efforts, the two of them could barely hold back the ten mechanical warriors.
As for other levels of battlefields.
Those war golems, close-in weapon systems, and mechs were almost all lost when they stopped the Heavenly Demon Martial God from chanting the incantation.
Vivian frantically calculated and tried various tactical options inside the warship.
But no matter how you calculate it, the result is the same.
Jiangcheng really can't hold out for long, at most half an hour.
If no reinforcements arrive, the human defenses in Jiangcheng will collapse.
"Master! When will you be back?"
The situation in Jiangcheng has reached a precipice.
Tie Tian did not make a move this time.
He stood in front of the invincible warship, looking at the crumbling city ahead.
He channeled his inner energy, allowing his voice to resonate throughout the entire battlefield.
"Zhao Gongming, your city is about to fall. Show us what other tricks you have up your sleeve."
"How about we just surrender?"
"To tell you the truth! The vampire clan has three invincible warriors and fifteen martial gods. They are currently attacking the Northeast Prefecture. Do you think Ye Feng can survive?"
"And Kyoto! Your Grand Elder, the Pillar of Heaven, has long since secretly transformed into a vampire. He is currently attacking the military and the Night's Watch headquarters."
"I want to ask you! What does your Great Xia have to resist these three armies? Your head?"
No one responded. On the walls of Jiangcheng, the soldiers were still fighting desperately.
However, their movements noticeably slowed down.
The intense battle had been going on for an hour, and many people were severely exhausted.
Everyone is working desperately, but everyone knows that Jiangcheng can't hold on for much longer.
Meanwhile, in Kyoto.
The battle in front of the military headquarters had reached a fever pitch.
Yang Tiangang was covered in blood, his black iron armor was cracked, and his battle sword was stained with dark red blood.
He knelt on one knee, panting heavily, with several corpses lying on the ground in front of him.
His strength was almost completely exhausted. Qin Wubing stood behind him, his face covered in blood.
His telekinetic needles were still hovering in the air, but their speed had slowed down considerably, and they were no longer as sharp as they had been at the beginning.
The Night's Watch and the military's elite forces have already suffered more than half their losses, and those remaining are mostly exhausted.
Wang Zun stood in the center of the square, coldly watching Yang Tiangang and Qin Wubing.
He was also injured, but much better than the two men in front of him.
A cold smile played on his lips.
"Yang Tiangang, Qin Wubing, aren't you going to surrender? Your men are almost all dead, and Ye Feng won't be coming back. Great Xia is finished."
Qin Wubing's voice was hoarse, but he remained calm.
"Your Majesty, you are wrong. The Great Xia Dynasty will not fall. As long as one person stands, the Great Xia Dynasty will not fall."
Yang Tiangang slowly stood up and gripped his battle sword tightly.
His gaze remained resolute.
He raised his sword, his voice heavy but firm.
"Great Xia, may you triumph!"
The military and the Night's Watch's best warriors shouted in unison.
"Long live the Great Xia! Long live the Great Xia! Long live the Great Xia!"
Wang Zun's face darkened. "Since you're courting death, then so be it."
The night sky over Kyoto was completely stained crimson at that moment.
Despair and hope are separated by a fine line.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng, far away in the Northeast Prefecture, was rushing to Jiangcheng and Kyoto to provide assistance at top speed.
……
Northeast Prefecture.
Vivian quickly relayed the battle reports from Kyoto and Jiangcheng to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng has officially broken through to the Martial God realm.
His eyes were cold and sharp, and a chillingly cold expression appeared on his lips.
"Wang Zun, that old dog, and those scum from the Mechanical Race and the Heavenly Demon Race. Are they courting death?"
"Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish."
He turned to look at the people behind him and gave them a direct order.
"Vivian, you take the divine warship and Cao Keyuan and the six martial gods and rush to Kyoto at the fastest speed."
"Make sure not a single enemy escapes, especially that old dog Wang. Remember, spare his life."
"Zhang brothers! Organize your forces and head to the vampire's lair as quickly as possible. Make sure to eradicate the vampire's stronghold in the Great Xia plane."
"And I! I will go to Jiangcheng myself."
Following Ye Feng's orders...
Ye Fengye directly summoned the God-Slaying Wings.
He is now a Martial God, with 150 million units of Qi and blood, and a spiritual power comparable to 11 million.
Under his control, the speed of the God-Slaying Wings reached a terrifying hundred times the speed of sound.
One second is thirty-four kilometers.
The northeastern prefecture is only 15,000 kilometers away from Jiangcheng.
"I can get to Jiangcheng in a little over seven minutes, less than eight minutes!"
"Jiangcheng, you must hold on."