Chapter 897: Chapter 772 The Demigod’s Ladder (Two-in-One)_3

Hovercraft armored vehicles, shining with cold gleam, along with mechs and exoskeleton armor, surged like a tide toward the various assets of the Forest Rui Fang Group and the large and small churches and shelters of the Light King Sect.

Their array of thermal and energy weapons spewed fire and lethal beams, wildly strafing the churches of the Light King Sect, blasting walls until bricks flew and colorful glass shattered, with the sacred statues breaking into fragments amid the artillery fire.

Yet the defense forces of the Forest Rui Fang Group were not to be outdone, hiding in thick cover to evade enemy attacks, while counterattacking with a variety of thermal and beam weapons; interim and semi-permanent defense cannons of all models fired madly.

The battlefield was also blanketed with strong electromagnetic pulses, completely interfering with the electronic systems of the Longevity Association’s mechs.

The clamor of battle was deafening; the sounds of guns, explosions, and metal clashes interweaving, with energy beams crisscrossing the streets, tracing magnificent but deadly lines.

The 330-millimeter antimatter annihilation heavy artillery of the Longevity Association was firing fiercely, covering the powerful armored martial cultivators, who either piloted mechs or donned exoskeleton armor. They darted across the battlefield with movements swift and nimble as lightning, equipped with powerful firepower that allowed them to easily evade various rays and ammunition, penetrating the enemy’s defensive fortifications. Some exceptionally powerful armored martial cultivators even managed to withstand point-blank explosions from the 330-millimeter annihilation shells with their bodies.

Additionally, hundreds of battle dragons, standing 18 to 25 meters tall, rampaged across various battlefields, roaring furiously. Their claws could tear through armored vehicles of various models, possessing enormous power to easily overturn or destroy enemy mechs and vehicles. Furthermore, they wielded formidable martial arts and strange abilities, vanquishing all in their path.

However, the Forest Rui Fang Group’s industries had deployed stringent defensive systems; from high-tech security systems to well-trained security teams, every aspect had undergone nearly a year’s meticulous design and planning, becoming a grinder of flesh and blood, devouring the warriors and armored martial cultivators of the Longevity Association.

Their artillery barrages also fired fiercely under cover, and the number of battle dragons was only slightly lower than that of the Longevity Association. At this time, they leveraged the defensive side’s firepower and terrain advantages to engage in a life-or-death struggle. The beasts clawed and rammed into each other, with their giant bodies rolling down the streets, collapsing buildings in their wake.

As the fight continued, the streets were littered with the wreckage of various weapons and bloodstains, filled with the pungent scent of gunpowder and burnt residue. Both sides suffered heavy losses, yet the battle raged on, revolving around the Bright Church and industries of Lin Rui, marking only the beginning of the war.

Meanwhile, in the large shelters across the Sixth Base City, panicked civilians crammed together.

Half an hour earlier, they had already received government-issued evacuation warnings, retreating into the nearest, most robust shelters.

As the war raged on, the oppressive fear thickened like ink, tainting every corner with gloom.

The dim lights flickered unsteadily, as if threatening to go out at any moment, casting another shadow over the already frightened hearts of the civilians.

People huddled tightly together, with children curling up in their parents’ arms, bodies trembling with fear.

The women were pale, unconsciously clutching at their clothes, their fingernails turning white from the pressure.

Men furrowed their brows, eyes filled with anxiety and unease, yet they tried to maintain their composure.

Explosions echoed from outside, akin to the roars of demons pounding mercilessly on their fragile souls.

The divine thought pressure of high-level martial cultivators penetrated through shelter walls, seeping in, making everyone feel an intangible oppression. It was as if an invisible hand tightly gripped their throats, making it difficult even to breathe.

The air reeked of gunpowder and sweat so nauseating, it seemed as though even the air in the shelter was polluted.

People’s breathing quickened, hearts racing, as if they might break down anytime. Some faint-hearted civilians had already started weeping softly, their sobs echoing within the shelter.

Meanwhile, in the city streets, the defensive line of the Sixth Base City’s government army and the Armed Police Force was rock solid.

Armored cars and mechs were arrayed neatly, their cold muzzles poised toward the battlefield, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.

The soldiers, clad in heavy protective gear and exoskeleton armor, held their weapons in readiness.

Though the divine thought pressure of high-level martial cultivators blanketed the city, with massive astral force waves assaulting all directions, making an invisible oppression felt by everyone, their expressions were determined, showing no signs of wavering.

Surrounding the defensive line, various defensive facilities were fully equipped, with energy shield generators humming, emitting a faint blue glow to envelop the entire line, providing solid protection for the soldiers.

Various types of turrets and anti-air missile launchers stood tall, ready to intercept any incoming aerial threats.

Inside makeshift command centers, commanders at all levels watched the large screens displaying the battle situation with solemn expressions. They continually issued orders, maneuvering the troops, keeping a close watch on every movement on the battlefield, ready to handle any sudden changes.