Chapter 413: Chapter 415 (Anti-theft chapter, do not subscribe) Shocking, Lide has become the Divine Main God (10,000-word mega chapter)

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What was even more shocking was the fact that when Alchemy Bombs exploded, they scattered countless sticky, flammable materials.

Even when clinging to rocks, these flammable substances could burn intensely. The Naga who were busily preparing for war in the streets screeched in extreme agony as soon as the substances adhered to them.

Louder than the cry of a dying beast.

These sticky, flammable materials were incredibly adhesive, and no matter how the Naga patted themselves, they could not extinguish the flames. Only the magic of Spellcasters could barely snuff out those fires.

Flammable Alchemy Bombs.

These were fine products from Dawn City, which had their power amplified several times over after Goblin enhancements.

The moment a Flammable Alchemy Bomb exploded, it released a massive amount of flammable substances that could not be extinguished by anything but magic.

The explosion of the first Flammable Alchemy Bomb was just the beginning of the war.

Following that were more Alchemy Bombs whistling down like a knock on the head, delivering a resounding slap to the Naga.

Bang~ Bang~ Bang~

In less than 10 seconds, thousands of Alchemy Bombs successively crashed into Naga City, a force so destructive it could only be described as apocalyptic.

Although only about one-third of them were Flammable Alchemy Bombs, they still caused unimaginable destruction to the areas behind the city walls.

The terrifying flames that could not be extinguished, like demonic shadows devouring souls and flesh, turned the contaminated Naga into charred remains while still alive.

The city walls were the combat zones, while the areas behind them were for supply and warriors’ rest, with a concentration of personnel and materials no less then on the walls themselves.

The thousands of Alchemy Bombs effectively cleansed the land in a way outsiders couldn’t fathom.

The Alchemy Bomb Launcher, around 700 blades away from the walls, had a maximum range of 900 blades, providing an additional effective range of 200 blades.

The entire city walls and the rear areas were within the range of fire coverage.

In the distance, under the gaze of tens of thousands of warriors, the continuous blasts sounded like the earth was cracking and the sky shattering, with flames and debris flying into the sky.

The fierce Naga had become like paper at this moment, and as these vile lives had no convenience whatsoever, nearly all Naga within the blast zone were buried.

The flames dispersed the darkness of the Underworld, lighting up the entire world.

Between heaven and earth, only the roaring of Alchemy Bombs after the explosion and the loud crashes of collapsing buildings remained.

The sight of an apocalypse-like scene plunged over a hundred thousand troops into a silent atmosphere, even though they were the army of Dawn City, they were extremely surprised at this moment.

It was too exaggerated.

Although most people knew the power of Alchemy Bombs was not small, it was still their first time witnessing this kind of ground-cleansing scene in a siege.

This round of attack had wiped out more than half of the Naga in the area in front of the city walls.

The soldiers looking again at the unremarkable Alchemy Bombs and Alchemy Bomb Launchers had a completely different look in their eyes than before.

Their hearts were filled with an indescribable reverence.

Meanwhile, the Goblins who had been sent to check the actual effects of Alchemy Bombs in combat were as refreshed as if they had eaten chilled watermelon in the summer. They held their heads high, their eyes nearly brimming with pride.

This is our Goblin work!!

The eyes of the people around them nearly caused them to climax in delight.

After the first round of firing, it was not the end, as the Alchemy Bombs were reloaded for the second round.

Under the practiced operation of seasoned human soldiers, who had practiced thousands of times, it took less than 30 seconds for the Alchemy Bomb Launchers to be loaded with bombs once more.

In Naga City, towering flames raged wildly.

Cries of despair, screams of agony, the bursting sounds of flames consuming wood, along with roars and calls for help… the city had become a land of wails and desolation.

But before the Naga had time to recover, those in the thick smoke who hadn’t managed to flee caught in the corner of their eyes the very “stones” they had mocked, whistling down from the sky.

“No!!!”

“Run!!”

“Damn surface life!!”

The Naga language, filled with unspeakable horror, echoed through the sky. Many Nagas turned and ran, some even drew their bows to shoot in an attempt to bring down the Alchemy Bombs, and there were even those who picked up thick shields, seemingly trying to resist the damage from the Alchemy Bombs with brute force.

But all these were just futile defenses.

Boom boom boom~

The flames once again devoured everything around them.

The Nagas that had just arrived to help were once again met with a terrible blow.

Silence, a death-like silence.

The Naga Chief, halfway up the mountain, now had eyes wide and a face filled with disbelief.

During this time, Naga City had gathered a whopping army of 120,000 from within the Abyss.

In other words, Naga City now had an army of 200,000!

200,000!!

With such a number, plus the towering solid walls, anyone who comes must die!!

But now, as the war was just beginning, they had suffered such a terrifying attack.

The loss was so heavy that it was unbearable.

The Naga high ranking officials around the Naga Chief trembled under his cold and formidable aura, and at this moment, no one dared to say another word.

The confidence they had just displayed was completely suppressed.

The anger on their faces made everyone bloodthirsty.

The Naga Chief’s narrow eyes now shone with a light as cold as frost, “Immediately deploy the Poison Scorpion Lions, I want to kill all these lowly surface creatures!”

“Yes, Clan Leader!” The messenger shivered at the chilling tone and immediately went down to pass on the order.

The Naga Chief’s eyes, sharp and filled with boundless anger, swept over everyone like unsheathed blades. His gaze finally lingered on the face of the crested Naga, about to say something, when suddenly an uncountable number of huge shadows appeared in the sky.

One of the Naga high ranking officials suddenly spoke in an extremely trembling voice.

“Giant bats, the Demon Beasts that Vampires love to breed!”

All the Nagas looked up to the sky simultaneously.

The Naga Chief furrowed his brows, surprised that just after he ordered the deployment of the Poison Scorpion Lions, the enemy’s flying troops had already appeared.

However, to his slight surprise, these giant Demon Beasts didn’t seem to intend to dive down to attack, but instead maintained a cruising altitude.

But moments later, everyone’s face suddenly went pale.

For they saw that the giant bats had dropped countless black dots from beneath them as if laying eggs.

These black dots were the same as the Alchemy Bombs that had just been hitting the city walls.

At this moment, the air itself seemed to freeze.

The Naga race felt their hearts stop at this moment, but what could they do within a few short seconds?

The most powerful spellcaster among the Nagas was only at level 19, far from Transcendent; thinking of changing the tide of the battlefield with a single individual’s power was pure fantasy.

And the strongest Transcendent combat power–the Naga Chief–was a warrior, capable of decimating thousands alone, but under the circumstance of thousands of Magic Language Bats dropping Alchemy Bombs simultaneously, blocking them was simply a pipe dream.

In the fearful gazes of all Nagas.

Whoosh whoosh~

The Alchemy Bombs, accompanied by the sound of tearing through the air, once again delivered an unprecedented lesson to the Nagas.

Technology changes the world.

From the beginning to the end, Dawn City’s war strategy followed Earth’s approach.

Bombarding the enemy’s positions with artillery, then bombing with air-dropped munitions from the Air Force.

The Nagas, whose thoughts on warfare were still stuck in close combat, could naturally not imagine how strong a strategy that was centuries ahead could be.

When the Alchemy Bombs fell from the sky, thunderous roars echoed as the ground split apart, and clusters of buildings collapsed and tumbled down.

Each Alchemy Bomb that exploded within Naga City brought massive shock and damage.

No one could withstand this apocalyptic scene.

Flames engulfed the sky, turning the entire city into a blaze-bound metropolis.

The Naga, although an Upper Race, had no experience in dealing with Alchemy Bomb bombardments.

Many Naga, at the moment of the Alchemy Bomb explosion, still bellowed in rage, trying to endure the damage with their flesh and blood.

After exploding, fragments from the Alchemy Bombs would shoot out at speeds three to four times the speed of sound.

Most of the Naga armor, though tough as it was made of Demon Beast hide, was no sturdier than paper under such an attack.

Thus, every Alchemy Bomb explosion reaped a heavy toll of Naga lives.

Not to mention the flames that followed.

The Magic Language Bats involved in this bombing reached a number of 3,000, each carrying 20 Alchemy Bombs, making a total of 60,000 bombs.

The effect these 60,000 Alchemy Bombs had on the unprotected city was nothing short of heart-shattering.

Seas of fire, ruins, screams, wails.

The devastating power of ground-sweeping bombs was showcased in all its gruesome glory at that moment.

Upon witnessing this scene, the Naga Chief with Extraordinary combat power felt a chilling coldness in his limbs.

His formerly proud Naga warriors had not yet commenced formal combat when at least two-thirds had already been sent to their deaths…

He had thought this would be a war easily dealt with, but now, before they had even made contact with the enemy, Naga City was on the verge of destruction.

The stark contrast was driving him to madness!

Turning his head abruptly, his voice carried a brute force, pain, and volcanic eruption-like fury.

“Poison Scorpion Masters, take flight immediately!!! All of you, with the army, open the city gates and engage the enemy in close combat!!”

He couldn’t bear to imagine what scenes would unfold if things dragged on any further.

If such an attack occurred two or three more times, the city, which took decades to build, might no longer exist.

In stark contrast to the Naga’s dire plight, the morale of Dawn City’s army was soaring to extremes at this moment.

“Your Majesty, should we launch an attack immediately?”

Outside Naga City, Lide stood calmly in his caster’s robe, while Beastman King Kapp reported with a solemn expression at his side.

As far as Kapp was concerned, these two rounds of bombings had been enough to exterminate Naga City’s living forces.

“No, wait a bit, let’s drop another round of Alchemy Bombs.”

Lide’s gaze was sharp; the Naga may have been taken by surprise and significantly weakened, but they were not so easily defeated.

Although he wished to enslave this Upper Race, victory in the war was a prerequisite.

Thinking about keeping the opponent alive for capture before the victory was apparent was absolutely foolish.

The situation on the battlefield could change in an instant; no one could guarantee victory until the very end.

Moreover, although there was a gap in strength between the two sides, it wasn’t overwhelmingly one-sided, and no one could be sure whether the Naga had established contact with the Abyss.

This was a formidable opponent, and achieving victory was the primary concern; everything else was secondary.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Kapp did not hesitate, promptly relaying the command to the signal officer.

Upon receiving the orders, the loaded goblin bomb trucks commenced the third round of bombings.

Whoosh~

Boom, boom~

Flames erupted once again, the firepower covering the city’s wall and the area behind it, leaving the Naga completely paralyzed.

Naga morale had plummeted, their numbers dwindling from two hundred thousand to merely seventy or eighty thousand.

It was a scene of utter carnage.

The scene was akin to modern artillery attacking an ancient city–the technological understanding of warfare wasn’t on the same level.

But the war was not over yet, and the Naga were still resisting.

After the third round of Alchemy Bomb tosses, sharp-eyed soldiers noticed that amidst the thick smoke, life forms with spread wings began to emerge.

It started with just one or two, then more and more until finally, it was completely swarming.

Whoo~

The first flying troops from Naga City emerged from the thick smoke and appeared before the eyes of the Dawn Army.

It was a creature with the head and body of a male lion, wings of a demon, and a venomous scorpion tail, exuding an extremely brutal aura.

Poison Scorpion Lions, Abyss Life.

These terrifying and evil flying troops had a wingspan of up to 10 blades and appeared stronger than the Magic Language Bats.

Riding on the back of the Poison Scorpion Lions were numerous Four-Armed Nagas, whose snake bodies were secured by specially designed saddles. Like weeble-wobbles, they would not fall off no matter how the Poison Scorpion Lions flew.

Seeing this scene, Lide’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The real war had just begun.

Indeed, with the appearance of the Poison Scorpion Lions, the two city gates at the center of Naga City embossed with the Dark Eye rumbled open.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, countless Four-Armed Nagas flooded out like water from an opened dam, fury surging within them.

The Nagas already knew they couldn’t go on like this.

Under the barrage of Alchemy Bombs, the walls of Naga City could no longer offer them the slightest protection; it felt more like a prison of death, trapping them firmly inside.

The city walls, once their greatest reliance, had become their biggest restriction in the face of Alchemy Bombs.

Seeing this, Lide’s gaze was as cold as ice.

Naturally, he would not make the foolish mistake of allowing his foes to arrange their formation before launching an attack.

“Goblin bomb trucks, aim at the city gate and fire; archers, crossbowmen be ready to shoot. As soon as the Nagas are within range, begin the attack!”

Lide’s orders, issued personally, did not require a messenger to relay them; they echoed across the entire battlefield with the enhancement of magic power.

The long-suffering troops of the Dawn Army began to stir with excitement.

All this time, the Alchemy Bombs had taken center stage, and these troops could only watch from the sidelines; now, at last, it was their turn to enter the fray.

After the order was given, the goblin bomb trucks immediately turned and started lobbing bombs towards the direction of the city gates of Naga City.

Those Nagas, who after dashing out of the city felt as free as birds, once again faced the Alchemy Bombs they dreaded the most.

Bang, bang, bang~

Although it took twenty to thirty seconds to reload the ammunition, there were thousands of goblin bomb trucks in the entire unit.

So every 30 seconds, over a thousand Alchemy Bombs could be hurled, amounting to hundreds every three seconds.

With such intense bombardment, the Nagas, who were just moments ago excitedly shouting, suddenly had faces uglier than a liver.

This plain was ideal for the Nagas to run and charge, but likewise, it was perfect for the Alchemy Bombs to unleash their power.

The 30-blade-wide city gates were directly enveloped by the Alchemy Bombs, as if cutting off their lifeline, effectively barricading the Nagas inside the city.

The scene turned awkward as the extremely enraged Nagas were powerless against anyone.

It wasn’t until over ten thousand Nagas riding Poison Scorpion Lions flew above the Dawn Formation that the situation changed.

The formidable Poison Scorpion Lions, braving the archers’ shots, swooped down fiercely. The Nagas seated upon them jumped down as soon as they neared the ground.

Each Poison Scorpion Lion carried at least two Nagas, and these ten thousand Poison Scorpion Lions directly deployed over twenty thousand Naga troops.

The goblin Alchemy Bomb Launchers, still targeting the city gates, were unable to suppress the sudden move of the Poison Scorpion Lions immediately.

The situation began to shift toward what the Nagas wanted to see.

Although Alchemy Bombs couldn’t deal with the airborne Poison Scorpion Lions, the Centaur Archers showed no mercy.

After several improvements, the longbows were drawn back fiercely, and with a twang~ the bowstrings released sharp arrows that swarmed the sky like locusts,

sweeping across the land in an instant.

The only pity was that the Nagas, as an Upper Race with extremely strong life force, could still press forward fiercely despite the severe damage caused by the centaur arrows, as long as they weren’t shot in the head or heart.

With tens of thousands of Poison Scorpion Lions in the sky drawing a significant portion of the firepower, gaps in the attack immediately appeared.

Roar~

The Air Force, ridden by Magic Language Knights, upon seeing this, immediately drove the Magic Language Bats to charge at the Poison Scorpion Lions head-on.

Ground and air troops collided in an instant, and an even more intense and heated melee began.

Naga City stood just outside, where the war continued beneath the dim light.

The Poison Scorpion Lions, issuing low growls that provoked unease, set their fierce sights on the Magic Language Bats in the air, ready to battle.

These high-level Demon Beasts, averaging level 8 or 9, were indeed demons that dominated the sky.

Yet, these ferocious creatures encountered an unexpected situation upon clashing with the Magic Language Bats.

Airborne Crossbows.

Mounted behind the Magic Language Bats, these airborne crossbows had been improved several times, enhancing both their attack power and accuracy significantly.

At this very moment, these crossbows had once again become the scythes of the Death God, beginning the reaping of souls.

When the Poison Scorpion Lions were still two to three hundred blades away, the Magic Language Knights behind them pulled the triggers.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Arrows forged from Fine Gold pierced the sky, and given the swift speed of the flying troops, the arrows reached them the instant the trigger was pulled.

Puchi~

The Poison Scorpion Lions couldn’t dodge in time, their bodies impaled by the arrows, their flesh exploding like ruptured water pipes, leaving crimson traces in the air.

These damned surface creatures have no honor in combat, using sneak attacks when a fair fight was expected!!

The Naga controlling the Poison Scorpion Lions in the air flew into a rage.

But faced with the unreasonable concentrated firepower of the crossbows, they could do nothing but grit their teeth, driving the Poison Scorpion Lions forward, sacrificing their lives with reckless abandon.

But this tactic was indeed effective; the forces of Dawn were right below the Magic Language Bats, and air superiority had to be maintained at all costs; there was no room for concession.

Thus, after several rounds of frantic slaughter, with at least a fifth of the Poison Scorpion Lions killed, both sides began their skirmish.

In an instant, the battle became extremely brutal — blood, limbs, screams; these now formed the main melody of the sky.

The key areas of the Magic Language Bats were clad in solid armor, and their strong claws were equipped with specially forged steel talons, which greatly enhanced both their defense and attack.

In contrast, the Poison Scorpion Lions were not so fortunate, relying only on their fur for armor and their fangs and claws as spears. Although still lethal, they seemed quite shabby when compared.

The fundamental reason for the inequality in equipment was the gap in overall strength of the powers behind them.

When the level and power of both sides were not much different, those with better equipment naturally had the upper hand, and the wealthy Dawn City now undeniably maintained a sufficient advantage.

Roar~

A Poison Scorpion Lion dodged an incoming crossbow bolt, let out a roar, and then accelerated, diving towards the Magic Language Bat in front, determined to tear apart this accursed bat.

The Magic Language Bat, undeterred upon seeing this, charged directly at the Poison Scorpion Lion under the direction of the Magic Language Knight.

Bang~

A dull sound filled the air as they collided in the most direct way possible, crack~ even the Magic Language Knight riding on the back could clearly hear the sound of withered bones breaking — not the bones of the Magic Language Bat, but those of the opposing Poison Scorpion Lion.

The solid armor at the front of the Magic Language Bat was only slightly dented, but armor was still armor, and it was impossible to break with bare flesh.

The Poison Scorpion Lion let out a mournful roar as it tried to flap its wings to soar and escape, but the intense pain at the base of its wings was unbearable. The more it flapped, the more it hurt, until its body swiftly began to fall.

But just when that Magic Language Warrior thought the enemy had been defeated, a sudden change occurred.

Behind the falling Poison Scorpion Lion, its scorpion-like, hook-tailed barb vigorously swung in a last-ditch effort, like a lance thrusting straight at the Magic Language Knight above the Magic Language Bat.

The Magic Language Knight’s face paled at this moment, but it was too late to react. Just when he thought he was as good as dead,

Whoosh~ Puchi~

Another Magic Language Bat dived down fiercely. The semi-fixed Knight’s lance pierced straight through the scorpion tail like it scored a bullseye target.

Zila~ Blood splattered; the Poison Scorpion Lion’s tail couldn’t withstand such an impact and broke off instantly.

Coordinated assault.

The next moment, the supporting Magic Language Bat’s claws viciously slashed over the fractured bones of the Poison Scorpion Lion — crack~ the already half-broken bones completely shattered.

The Poison Scorpion Lion let out an agonizing roar, but it could no longer flap its wings, plummeting down in mad descent.

Finally, with a booming crash, it smashed into the ground, its blood and limbs scattering everywhere.

And such brutal collisions occurred all across the sky.

The sounds of combat and roars were unceasing.

The battle in the sky was terrifying, and the battle on the ground was equally fierce, if not fiercer.

Four-Armed Naga, as an Upper Race, who in the Underworld could thwart their sharp edge, save for a few races such as the Dark Night Elves?

Now, these surface dwellers had come before their city to make an overt provocation, something utterly intolerable.

And they had suffered such a huge loss, being cornered in the city without even the ability to fight back.

When the Naga surged forth, they immediately vented their rage on the army of Dawn City.

The first to face the Naga were the Centaur Archers, whose powerful bows, enhanced with fine arrows, were simply killing machines.

Unfortunately, an Upper Race remains an Upper Race, their formidable combat power and nimble bodies allowed them to find a charging path, even within a downpour of arrows, albeit in a twisted and wriggling manner.

Tens of thousands of Naga descended from the backs of Poison Scorpion Lions and, within a dozen breaths, broke through the arrow blockade, charging toward the front lines of the Dawn army.

At the very front of the formation stood the Beastman Warriors.

The Beastman Warriors, clad in full Dwarf Armor, squared up as they saw the Naga dismount from the Poison Scorpion Lions, swiftly thrusting their long spears at a 45-degree angle, creating an iron wall in the blink of an eye, like a hedgehog with spines.

The first Naga to arrive showed no fear of the deadly spear formation and collided with the sharp iron wall with the fiercest stance.

The Four-Armed Naga intended to split open the long spears with their broadswords, their four arms working in unison to form a bright curtain of blades.

Unfortunately, the Beastman Warriors were not mere stationary targets and seized the moment to thrust their spears upward.

Clang and jingle, most of the long spears were parried by the Naga’s broadswords, but they missed one crucial point.

The Naga, unable to dodge in time, was impaled by a sudden attack from a Beastman, his blood spurting like a fountain, slowing him instantly. The surrounding Beastman seized the opportunity to thrust their spears again, utterly reaping the soul of this Naga.

After the first Naga fell, more and more charged forward in waves.

These four-armed monsters were true to the name of an Upper Race, even if the iron forest made by Beastmen seemed almost unsolvable, they still forcefully carved out a bloody path, successfully infiltrating the ranks of the Beastman Army.

The two sides collided in a close and tangled combat.

But to the Naga’s horror, once they broke into the Beastman ranks, the battle did not turn into the one-sided affair they had imagined.

Instead, the Beastman Warriors, with their solid armor, sharp spears and swords, and well-coordinated tactics, had forced the Naga into an extremely passive situation.

Four hands are hard to contend with many more, and the numerous hands of the Beastmen made the advantage of the Four-Armed Naga practically futile. Even with sixteen arms, they might have been somewhat effective, but on a battlefield of this level, it was just in vain.

Another crucial point was the Naga’s equipment was far too outdated.

Their broadswords were indeed sharp, but they struggled against the high-level armor of the Beastman Warriors.

If it took ten units of effort for them to injure an ordinary warrior, against a Beastman clad in Dwarf Armor, the Naga had to exert twenty or even thirty units of effort.

The doubled exertion slowed down the Naga’s advance significantly; killing each tough-skinned Beastman required a great deal of physical strength.

The plan of the Naga to use their airlifted troops to quickly annihilate the living force of the Dawn army, creating an opportunity for the Naga troops behind them, met with a severe setback at the first instance.

The Beastman Warriors bore the onslaught of the Naga with the fiercest stance, standing firm like robust rocks against the battering tide.

Lide’s gaze was sharp, and at this moment he was astride Castro, overseeing the entire field.

The course of the war had not greatly surprised him, if the Naga did not have another move up their sleeve, the war would end here.

But were the Naga that simple?

He did not believe that a race plotting to rule the Underworld would have so little to show.

His Giant Army, the Blood Clan Spellcasters, or even the Extraordinary had not yet joined the fray – Could it be that they’d flatten the city with just a couple of moves?

Three minutes, five minutes, ten minutes…

The time on the battlefield passed somewhat slowly, but as no more Naga poured out from Naga City, Lide’s eyes grew disappointed.

Counting those airlifted, approximately 40,000 Naga now appeared outside.

This number was indeed significant, but to Lide, it was somewhat lackluster.

The Naga were ferocious indeed, with just four broadswords they could fight Beastman Warriors fully armed to a standstill.

Yet it could not mask the increasingly dire situation of these Dark Life creatures.

Even without resorting to other powers, with just the Centaur Archers, Magic Language Bats, and Beastman Warriors at his command, he could consume these Naga.

It took great effort for the Naga to tear through the armor of the Beastmen, while a single strike from a Beastman was all it took to kill a Naga, their skin as feeble as paper under the Beastman swords.

Time ticked away, but Naga City showed no further sign of action, causing Lide’s brows to furrow tightly.

He had transformed the soul of the Naga that spoke of Extraterrestrial Existence within Naga City, but where were they now??

Even as the city was on the verge of being conquered, were they still holding back their true power?

Lide remained vigilant due to the Naga’s strange behavior, and he was somewhat irritated by the enemy’s delay in making their next move.

Since they wouldn’t take the bait, he resolved to slaughter all the Nagas to see if they would finally react.

“Blood Clan Spellcasters, Centaur Heavy Armored Army, Giant Army, attack immediately!”

Lide’s cold voice resonated on the battlefield, and the armies that received the command immediately became invigorated.

The Centaur Army and Giant Army, which had been silent on the flanks, now surged out from under the protection of the front-line Beastman Warriors, from the left and right respectively.

The Holy Light Bloodline hidden in the rear began to cast spells to bolster the Beastman Warriors up front with enhancing buffs or directly attack using magic.

The already fierce Beastman Warriors, with the aid of magic, saw their combat effectiveness and morale soar, and in no time, they began to dominate the Naga.

The Centaur Heavy Armor Warriors, numbering 20,000, charged out furiously, displaying their formidable might once again.

After a short acceleration, they rushed towards the Naga like a steel deluge, their horse hooves thundering and shattering the ground.

The Centaur Heavy Armor Warriors, clad in heavy armor and wielding long spears, weighed an average of 1.5 tons each, reaching a frenzied speed of sixty to seventy kilometers per hour after acceleration.

It was like a small car crashing into the Naga at a speed of dozens of kilometers per hour.

Not to mention the sharpness of their long spears.

On the other side, the battle of the Giant Army was even more frenzied; these giants, standing at a height of 5 to 6 blades, were simply killing machines on the battlefield.

It didn’t matter if the Naga was an Upper Race, or even the Golden Race, they would still be overpowered by the giants under these circumstances.

The giants’ enormous size granted them incomparable strength; a single blow from their Wolf Fang Clubs could pulverize rock.

Centaur Archers, Beastman Warriors, Centaur Heavy Armor Warriors, Blood Clan Spellcasters, Giant Army–five formidable armies simultaneously engaging the Naga Army resulted in a brutal massacre of the powerful Upper Race.

Yes, a massacre, the most bare and brutal kind.

Having the advantage in numbers, equipment, Spellcasters, and overall strength… Dawn City was completely overwhelming the opposition at this moment.

The fierce evil life forms, the Naga, probably never imagined they would meet such a fate even at the brink of death.

Magic exploded, flames shot up to the sky, the stench of singed hair mixed with the sickening smell of blood, along with various other peculiar odors of the battlefield–this land had thoroughly become a seat of death.

Finally, when the Naga casualties reached a certain limit, the morale of these four-armed evil beings collapsed.

Less than ten thousand Nagas left broke into a scattered and disorderly retreat.

The Nagas, who had been fierce just moments ago, now resembled mice being hunted by a cat.

As the Underground Army achieved victory, the sky battle had also reached the moment to determine the victor.

For the Transcendent Frost Giant Dragon–Atlantis had joined the fight.

This behemoth with a wingspan of 26 blades was invincible at that moment; with a flap of its dragon wings, hundreds of blades around it were quickly covered with beads of ice…

Each breath of extreme cold spewed by the Frost Giant Dragon could directly freeze a Poison Scorpion Lion, and more astoundingly–the Ice Dragon Breath had a range of a hundred blades in length and thirty blades in width.

A Super Area-Of-Effect Skill.

Often, a single breath from the Frost Giant Dragon could kill dozens to hundreds of Poison Scorpion Lions.

Furthermore, the Dragon Power that penetrated the soul instilled great fear in the hearts of the Poison Scorpion Lions.

After Atlantis joined the battle, the balance of power swiftly tipped in favor of Dawn City; the Poison Scorpion Lions were like bean sprouts in front of this giant dragon, easily crushed.

In the end, when the Poison Scorpion Lions retreated in disarray back to Naga City, Atlantis alone had slain more than 2000 of them.

A Super Killing Machine.

The Extraterrestrial being faced with low-level troops was so unreasonable; otherwise, Extraterrestrials would not be so scarce in the Main Plane; they were a force that could change the outcome of a war.

The collapsing Naga fled in panic, with greatly weakened resistance, and at this point, the army began taking prisoners.

Especially as the Frost Giant Dragon dived down from the sky, cutting off the Naga’s route back to Naga City, swathes of prisoners were captured.

Seeing this scene, Lide’s expression was oddly complex.

“Could it be that these Naga truly have no trump card left, or is something wrong??”

“Why haven’t their Extraterrestrials acted in this war that decides their fate??”

“And not even one among these Nagas has the combat strength to step onto the battlefield… What exactly are the Nagas scheming?”

When did conquering a city become so simple? Was it because the Alchemy Bomb just now was too powerful and killed off the Transcendents?

A head full of doubts furrowed Lide’s brow.

In the end, shaking his head, to hell with the situation, first clean up the battlefield, and then occupy Naga City later.

Unchanging in response to myriad changes.

Looking down at the Nagas who were still fleeing and attempting to resist, his gaze sharpened.

“Surrender your weapons, and you may have a chance to survive in Twilight City!”

Blasphemous words roared over the battlefield, further weakening the already low morale of the Naga fighters.

Coupled with the Transcendent Frost Giant Dragon in the sky, exuding its dragon might with abandon, quite a number of Nagas actually threw down their weapons.

The ability to bend or stand has always been a characteristic of the Dark Races, as long as they are surrendering to someone stronger than them, these guys don’t have much psychological barrier to rebellion, of course, they may also rebel again.

Betrayal, faithlessness, breaching contracts–these were all too commonplace for Dark Life.

Under the dual encirclement of land and air, the battlefield was quickly brought under control.

This attack on the city seemed to have come to an end on the surface.

But whether it was truly over depended on what might be lurking inside Naga City.

Lide didn’t immediately order the army to enter Naga City but instead dispatched dozens of scouts to enter the city first.

At all times, intelligence is the key.

He was not so careless as to rashly charge into the enemy’s den.

Twenty minutes later, Beastman King Kapp, riding a Magic Language Bat, came to Lide to report.

“Your Majesty, the preliminary count of the war casualties has come in.”

“Speak.”

“About 3000 Beastman Warriors have fallen, around 1000 Centaur Heavy Armor Warriors, and 30 from the Giant Army, all died in the process of exterminating the Nagas. We captured about 7000 to 8000 Naga prisoners; the exact numbers are still pending correction.

Around 1000 Magic Language Bats were lost, all in battle with the Naga’s flying troops–the Poison Scorpion Lions, ending up buried with their enemies. As for the Poison Scorpion Lions, about 6000 died, 1000 were captured, and the remaining 3000 flew back to Naga City.”

Lide turned to look at the gravely concerned Kapp and nodded slightly.

The actual number of casualties surpassed 5000 in this war; it did indeed count as heavy losses compared to other wars.

But compared to the number of Nagas’ casualties and their prisoners, these losses seemed more acceptable.

“After the battle, make sure to take good care of the bodies of the warriors. Our heroes should not be left to rot here!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

“Have the scouts who entered Naga City returned?”

“Two batches have come back, and they haven’t discovered any traces.”

“You take 3000 of the Twilight Sect’s Judgement Army to search the city, don’t leave any useful place unchecked.”

The Twilight Sect had contributed little in the recent battle because they weren’t properly equipped; Lide was unwilling to drag them into being slaughtered by the Nagas, so their losses were minimal. Now, it was their turn to serve.

After briefly instructing Kapp, he turned and left; moments later, the followers of the Twilight Sect began heading towards Naga City to explore.

After a day, the entire Naga City was searched, and shocking news made it difficult for Lide to sit or stand still.

No sign of the Naga Chief or other high-level Nagas was found inside Naga City.

But the soldiers discovered a space gate that emitted an evil aura.

Upon investigating, they found a land shrouded in the smell of sulfur and covered with scorched yellow soil.

In other words, the thing Lide had been worried about actually happened–the Abyss Gate was already built by the Nagas in advance!!

The news was startling.

The Nagas had already opened the space gate; had that Black Dragon gone through? What was on the other side of the space gate? Did those Nagas escape to another place or flee to the Abyss?

And would powerful beings pour out of this space gate?

Countless thoughts weighed heavily on Lide’s expression.

“Kapp, have the army temporarily withdraw from Naga City. I’m going to check out the space gate.”