MMORPG: Divine Mech Hunter-Chapter 817 - Deciding Life and Death
Chapter 817: Chapter 817: Deciding Life and Death Chapter 817 -817: Deciding Life and Death The situation had entered the most critical moment; there were less than forty minutes left until the planar teleportation was completed, which meant that they had to take down the Altar within forty minutes.
However, on the grand Altar, there were still the most elite Lizardmen Guard. Their numbers were few, but they were incredibly elite; their combat strength and will to fight significantly surpassed those of other Lizardmen.
Starfire’s fragments continually transported troops, and at last, the defenses at the base of the Altar were breached. Countless players had surrounded the Altar.
But the Altar was actually similar to a large pyramid, covering a substantial area of the central Inner City.
Moreover, the surrounding Lizardmen were fighting desperately, trying to kill the players in the middle.
“You continue to control the fragments to bring more troops here, the rest prepare for the final assault,” the Queen told Li Yao.
“Understood,” Li Yao said in the guild channel, “Keep transporting soldiers and do not engage in combat. Of course, I’m not stopping anyone who wants to be part of the last great battle.”
Following that, teams attached to Starfire expressed their desire to participate in the final battle. Although they had gained much military merit following Starfire, the final reward was just too tempting.
Many team leaders urged Li Yao to join in the final assault, but Li Yao was not swayed in the slightest.
Aside from Starfire’s members, members of other guilds had left the Legion, sent down by Banshees. Starfire’s members were divided into several groups, each controlling fragments.
“Big brother, the final military exploits,” Tongtong said poutingly, clearly very keen to participate.
Li Yao responded, “I know everyone is very confused, but when have we ever been at a disadvantage? Save the ammunition, just keep transporting troops, and wait for my command.”
Although the crowd was still quite confused, they were somewhat reassured to hear Li Yao had a plan. Nonetheless, many of them looked enviously at the troops below, their blood boiling with the same desire to join the battle.
“Manage your city fragments well, and wait for my message,” Li Yao said, and with a flash of his wings, he flew out. Then, Fire Hawk directly appeared under Li Yao’s feet, and his speed soared instantly.
Although most with wings could fly in this special space, the majority of wings were fragmented and not complete.
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Even complete wings were not of high quality, and their flying speed was not fast, at least not as fast as Fire Hawk, which was why Li Yao favored Fire Hawk.
With the stability provided by the wings, even without the Flying Riding Technique, Li Yao could remain stable.
Li Yao landed directly next to the Queen and said nothing more.
Clearly, the Queen had everything arranged. Li Yao noticed that behind the Queen, the air was filled with Dark Rangers and Bat Riders.
Behind were the Skeleton Army summoned by the Dark Rangers, which included the Queen’s summoned super Legion.
The Dark Ranger Legion had been formed for many years, and arranging bone Skeletons in military Arrays and participating in wars couldn’t be more familiar to them.
To the Queen’s left was a camp-level leader, the Fear Demon, a powerful Demon the Queen had conquered at last in her rebellion against the Lich King.
Behind the Fear Demon was the silent multitude of Demons; the Demons of the Burning Legion were born for war.
The types of Demons were many; the melee were all Demon Guards over three meters tall, and at range were the Demon Priests, along with mixed Legions of Imps and others.
The number of the Demon Legion had surpassed a hundred thousand with the battle and invocation, and in the Endless Void, across countless planes and worlds, the Burning Legion had conquered many.
The Burning Legion had already swept across the universe, transforming numerous races into demons through fel magic as they conquered more worlds.
Not all of these demons had lost their sanity; many, despite being demons, hated the Demon Legion and despised the Dark Titan.
But the Burning Legion was too powerful, and the Dark Titan had suppressed too many formidable beings; in the past, the Burning Legion even attacked the Temple of a Thousand Gods.
All the demons were aware that in that battle, the Temple of a Thousand Gods had spent hundreds of thousands of years forging a Holy Sword to defeat the Dark Titan.
Although the Holy Sword had defeated and heavily wounded the Dark Titan, the Temple of a Thousand Gods had also suffered severe damage.
Now, many mentally-aware demons were restless but held back, waiting for the right moment.
And with the Dreadlord siding with the Queen, these mentally-aware demons had also joined the Undead Capital, harboring only one purpose: to defend this world. They were clear that this grand world was the sole force capable of overcoming the Burning Legion, even though its inhabitants were unaware of this, slim though the hope might be.
The Burning Legion had invaded this world many times, failing each time, which gave them hope that if the Queen accepted them, they would serve her to their deaths.
To the Queen’s right stood the President of the Great Alchemists’ Association, and behind him were the alchemists of the association. Besides Plague Barrels, the primary combat force included the powerful undead created by the Alchemists’ Association.
These were the war machines of battle, with the main force being the patchwork constructions, otherwise known as the Hate Legion. Of course, there were also the more rare legions such as Gargoyles, though their numbers were less than ten thousand.
The rest were Skeletons and fresh recruits. Countless armies surrounded the Altar, whether they were Lizardmen or the Undead faction. Both sides were fighting on two fronts, and neither could afford to drag out the conflict, for one misstep could lead to collapse.
“Your Majesty, our plane will collapse in a few years. We are simply seeking a foothold and have no intention of offending the nobility. Why must we fight to the death?” the High Priest said, appearing incredibly aged, as though he would fall without the support of his massive Magic Wand.
“You have chosen the wrong place. If you had settled two maps away, I might have tolerated it. The Old God Plane is vast and boundless. You choose not to settle there, and there are other monsters encamped, but you insisted on establishing your capital right in my city,” said the Queen with utter contempt, a flash of light crossing her eyes.
She was also quite astonished, knowing that the other main cities were surrounded by smaller ones and posed no significant threat. Yet, her very own capital had received a massive city through teleportation.
“As long as you let us teleport over, we will relocate our capital. What do you say?” The High Priest gave a bitter smile. He truly had no confidence now. The battle had seen unexpected turns again and again. What was once a sure thing had repeatedly turned to their disadvantage. Although a little over half an hour remained, and it seemed secure, who knew if their opponents had other tricks up their sleeves?
“Would you believe it if you were me?” the Queen said indifferently.
“Then let us fight to the death,” the High Priest replied, his eyes flashing coldly, knowing the Lizardmen too would lose a pathway to their plane.
Other cities had transported to different maps, and with the capital’s limited capacity to house troops, it wasn’t possible for all to be teleported.
“Then, let us battle. Today you shall die,” the Queen commanded with a wave of her hand: “Activate the Array, launch the full assault.”
The High Priest waved his hand as well, and on the Altar, countless Lizardmen wielded their blades, decapitating numerous creatures, their blood gushing forth.
“Great Dragon God, your children are on the brink of life and death. Please grant your mighty power to save your people,” he implored.
As the High Priest spoke, the entire plane’s passageway turned blood-red, and countless mists of blood converged. At the same time, a terrifying pressure enveloped everyone’s hearts…
