Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 628 - 592: Perfikot’s Cannon

On the battlefield, Sanderion was cooperating with Arulu, continuously summoning various magical constructs to attack the pair of man and woman in front of them.

Most of these constructs seemed hastily cobbled together as if they were plucked out of thin air; many were simply piles of stones, with no discernible shapes.

Yet each of these constructs possessed astonishing power.

Some were like magical turrets, unceasingly firing various spells at the Divine of the man and woman pair; some were akin to siege hammers, with slow movements yet every strike demanded serious attention from the opponent; others were simply catapults, constantly gathering shattered building debris from around the battlefield and hurling them at the man and woman pair...

Though the destructive power of these attacks could barely be considered formidable, with Arulu's support as a divine magical construct, these attacks always managed to yield unexpected results.

For instance, when their attention was diverted by Arulu, a powerful punch would immediately slam from the side, and if the opponent wasn't careful with defense, they could easily be hit by the punch.

And if they dodged the punch, a magic-infused stone would then hit their head.

It seemed like the male among the two could almost ignore these damages, but the woman atop his head clearly lacked such ability. Even a mere graze from a stone forced her to use some power for healing to recover.

"Strange, is this woman not a Divine?" At this moment, Sanderion was a bit confused, yet had to admit the opponent indeed withstood her attacks with apparent ease, although she still was injured when suffering the attacks.

Witnessing this, Sanderion instantly wanted to take advantage of it, not to mention dealing a blow to the opponent or even severely harming them, at least to provoke them.

After all, compared to the seemingly uninjured man, this woman who could be hurt seemed easier to deal with.

Thus, Sanderion changed the type of constructs she summoned, switching from catapults to bed crossbows, continuously firing crossbow arrows at the woman within the pair.

Though many shots missed, in front of Sanderion's improved crossbow cannon, this female soon had to struggle to cope.

After all, this woman could be injured, and Sanderion's attack focused not on causing much harm, but merely on hitting the target.

This undoubtedly forced the woman to spend more energy blocking the attacks.

Seeing her strategy working, Sanderion was instantly encouraged, yet when she was about to press on and expand the results, Claw Wolf suddenly grabbed two already dead purple giant corpses from the ground and threw them towards a certain position on the battlefield perimeter.

Additionally, a voice from Perfikot came from Claw Wolf: "Sanderion, just hold them off, leave the rest to me!"

Hearing Perfikot's voice and witnessing Claw Wolf's bizarre behavior earlier, Sanderion, although unaware of Perfikot's intentions, did not go against her wishes, promptly adjusting her combat strategy from active offense to delaying tactics.

In fact, Sanderion herself felt that if she really continued to attack the female earlier, something extremely dangerous might happen.

This feeling seemed to come from nowhere, yet Sanderion was willing to trust her instincts rather than press forward in ignorance.

Meanwhile, outside the battlefield, Perfikot's alchemy had already altered the remaining Flying Airship, transforming it into an immensely large cannon, pointing its muzzle at the purple light pillar at the battlefield's center.

"Since the Flying Airship's earlier attack was ineffective, let me try the power of larger caliber shelling!" Sitting at the control panel of this gigantic cannon, Perfikot's eyes were bloodshot, resembling a mad scientist, but this was merely the consequence of her overstraining her spiritual power to execute alchemy.

Though not using Philosopher's Stone to create something from nothing, forcibly molding a Flying Airship into a giant cannon was such a huge drain, even with the Philosopher's Stone's assistance, it continued to be a colossal burden.

However, for victory and Godslayer, Perfikot was still disregarding obstacles to craft this cannon and made the thermobaric bomb into its ammunition.

"All fear stems from insufficient firepower, let me try firing thermobaric bombs with the electromagnet cannon!" Perfikot uttered and then activated the behemoth cannon beneath her.

Being makeshift, the cannon itself looked rough, exuding the style reminiscent of evil scientist creations from old movies.

Steam boiler dismantled from Flying Airship acted as the power source, operating at full load driving the flywheels and shafts, while the other end of the shafts connected to a generator, continuously converting kinetic energy into electric power charging several storage batteries on the cannon.

As electric power continuously surged in, arcs flickered across the entire cannon, even making Perfikot's silver hair stand on end due to static, compromising her image.

Yet Perfikot scarcely minded, messily bundling her hair into a ball, then used Multi-Function Goggles for aiming, locking the purple light pillar into the sights.

Then, the storage batteries on the cannon filled with energy, and Perfikot unhesitatingly pressed the firing button.

With a low hum, numerous coils on the storage battery barrel instantly turned incandescent, powerful current filling these coils as soon as Perfikot hit the fire button, a thermobaric bomb reshaped into bullet form was ejected by a massive electromagnetic repulsion.

"Bang!" A loud noise stunned Perfikot briefly until she gradually recovered.

This was not the explosive sound from propellant burning during a traditional cannon firing but the sound generated when the projectile accelerated to break the sound barrier.

Perfikot didn't care about the shot nearly rupturing her eardrums; she was only nervously adjusting her goggles, striving to see if the shell hit precisely.

However, she only saw blazing flames and a violent explosion.

While modifying the thermobaric bomb into a projectile, Perfikot slightly adjusted its structure, enabling quicker detonation and combustion, simultaneously increasing its potency.

"Did it hit?" Perfikot's gaze held some anticipation, yet she couldn't see anything as the impact point had transformed into a sea of flames.

But soon, she saw the purple light pillar that had stood unwavering in the flames begin to dissipate.

That shot had accurately hit the Divine Artifact, though unclear whether it was wrecked or the controller got taken down.

But regardless, in this battle between humans and gods, humans had secured the first victory.