I'm really curious about what attempts and research the major factions back then made in their respective fields, Loran Hill sighed.

The "Tree of Life Sect" is keen on life and transformation and change, making it more adaptable to and utilizing extraordinary powers.

The "Original Heart" desires to achieve inner purity and establish the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth.

The "Mechanical Parliament" still hopes to use AI, mechanization, and electronicization to solve the world's problems.

The "Tracing Cloud" shuttles through the cracks in space, concealing itself, blending into various organizations and factions like water, observing and recording everything.

The "Deep Sea Union" abandoned the vast social structure and traveled alone in the galaxy and universe with a few individuals.

The past scenes reappeared in his mind. Even though Loran Hill had not experienced that era personally, the magnificent changes and ups and downs were enough to make people miss and marvel.

On the other side of the battlefield, when the huge horn stone like a rhinoceros' horn climbed up the hill, the orc shamans from the rear army came out one by one. Under their joint spells, the ground from the hill to the city wall slowly shook and undulated, and finally formed a straight and inclined runway.

At this time, pushed by the joint efforts of nearly a thousand high-level orc warriors, this heavy giant slowly moved forward and then slid towards the spacious giant passage.

When the defenders on the city wall saw this scene, their mood became increasingly depressed as the giant chariot slowly started to move.

"Blow it up!" There was fear and anger in the urgent voice.

More than ten magic crystal cannons turned towards the chariot that was slowly starting like a rhinoceros, and then crimson-gold shells poured out, moving straight along the trajectory and shooting towards the giant horn stone.

This time, because the army was separated and there was no dense military formation protecting the chariots, the shells did not encounter much resistance when they cut through the air, and they hit the chariots directly and exploded.

It was like the explosion of suppressed thunder, and the broken airflow and heat wave made the eardrums deaf for a moment. Even if you were on the city wall thousands of meters away, you could still feel the burst of energy.

A few seconds later, the flames and smoke dissipated, and the defenders on the city wall looked eagerly at the scene after the bombing, but there was no joy on their faces, only silence and depression.

The heavy hornstone is gray-green in color, with tiny pits on its spiral lines, like bubbles that have condensed after disappearing, but it feels relatively smooth. The heavy and hard calcium condensation shows that the shell of this giant hornstone, which is tens of thousands of years old, is still intact.

Its speed on the slope was getting faster and faster. Even though the continuous shooting from the city wall had blown some holes in the ground, they seemed to be insignificant under the pressure of the unstoppable heavy wheels.

Finally, the heavy ramming horn, carrying incredible kinetic energy, slammed directly into the towering city wall. The sound of bricks and stones breaking and collapsing was heard, and a huge gap was created in the solid and towering city wall.

Thousands of flags advanced again, and armored warriors holding spears poured into the city like a tide. Looking down from the sky, it was as if a deep iron nail was inserted into a multi-faceted round clock face, and steel and spears entered the interior of the dial.

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Smoke and gunshots rang out in the city. There were still resisting mages and soldiers on many bell towers and city walls. The streets were in chaos, with sounds of running, crying, and fighting everywhere.

As the city faced destruction, the old order began to crumble. Some officers tried to order the fleeing soldiers to fight back, but few were willing to obey. Some mages closed their doors and courtyards, activated their dormant golems, and offered final prayers in their rooms, even if it was futile psychological comfort.

Some bold and ruthless people also took advantage of the war to rush into the homes of former wealthy people, preparing to plunder a fortune before escaping and thus change their lives.

Now, under the central Inscription Tower, senior generals were frowning and staring at the mages in front of them.

"Those gentlemen still refuse to come out?" He was referring to the representatives and leaders of several major factions in Luerna.

"I'm sorry, General. The others are making their final decision inside." The Sequence 7 mage, wearing a white and blue windbreaker, stood blocking the doorway with sweat on his forehead.

The situation had taken a visibly deteriorating turn, and the top brass of the Frost Alliance were nowhere to be seen, leaving many soldiers worried and angry.

"Get out of the way. Whether it's a lie or the truth, now is the last moment." An old veteran with a white beard stepped forward. He slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the knife, his eyes cold and firm.

"Sorry..." The words were interrupted by the splitting blade.

A straight knife with light golden patterns slashed directly at the emerging light blue barrier, trembling constantly, and sparks of magical power and tiny explosions continued to be heard from the place of contact.

Seeing this scene, the generals nearby were no longer silent. They also drew their swords and pointed them at the elite mages guarding the door.

"It seems that the generals have decided to rebel." The wizard in a blue and white windbreaker said this, and there seemed to be some relief in his tone.

"You are the ones who betrayed the people." A general wearing dark scale armor stepped forward from the rear, holding an ancient dark gold spear in his hand.

"Under the initiative and orders of those adults, the country launched the war, but now at the last moment, they have disappeared without a trace and have not given any explanation."

"Even if they could escape with their families and surrender, we would accept it. But, no! Nothing! Now we can't even find where they are. Are they cowards?"

"The adults have their own decisions, and I have nothing to tell them." The blue and white wizard guarding the gate still answered in this way, as if he had already made up his mind.

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