The Holy Punishment Knights and Silver Lance Knights surged in like a flood bursting its banks!
They succeeded! They broke through the last line of defense! The massive, menacing crystal cannons of the Orks were less than three hundred paces away! They could even see the Ork mages' faces contorted in pain from exhaustion at the breech of the cannon!
A glimmer of hope shone in Linde's eyes. He channeled his nearly depleted fighting spirit, preparing for a final sprint to completely destroy the deadly cannon barrel!
However, at that very moment when victory seemed within reach—
"Buzz—!!!"
A humming sound, surpassing the limits of human hearing and seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, suddenly erupted from the core of the Crystal Skeleton Cannon's base!
The sound didn't travel through the air; it acted directly on the soul! The sounds of fighting, screams, and clashing metal on the battlefield were instantly and completely drowned out by this terrifying buzzing!
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Linde looked up abruptly, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints in utter horror!
Inside the massive, dark purple cannon barrel, the dark red energy that had been accumulating to its peak suddenly blazed brightly, like a primordial beast breaking free from its restraints! It wasn't light; it was a pure, destructive torrent of energy roaring forth!
At the muzzle, space was extremely distorted, and a dark red energy ring, visible to the naked eye and carrying destructive ripples, instantly expanded, contracted, and expanded again!
The next moment!
"BOOM ————————!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
A destructive torrent, whose color and form could not be described in words, burst forth violently from the muzzle of the giant cannon like a world-destroying spear tearing the sky apart!
It is not a straight line, but more like a torrent of dark red and deep purple energy that is constantly twisting and expanding and has a life of its own!
Wherever it passed, the air was completely ionized, emitting a piercing shriek and a burnt smell. The earth was as if it had been turned over by an invisible giant plow, leaving behind terrifying ravines that were bottomless and had melting edges!
Everything in the path, no matter what it was—tents, barricades, even some unfortunate Ok heavy infantry—was silently vaporized and annihilated the moment it came into contact with the torrent, leaving not even a trace of ash behind!
Too late! It was too late after all!
That devastating torrent of energy, carrying the terrifying power to shatter everything and annihilate all things, roared toward Lind and his elite troops who had just broken through the defenses and had not yet dispersed, as well as behind them... the battered Greenburg!
That destructive torrent that tore through the sky, carrying the ultimate power to annihilate everything, crashed heavily into Greenburg's battered body!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soul-chilling, hissing sound that seemed to forcibly tear space itself apart.
The process of destruction is silent, yet incredibly clear:
The torrent of energy, interwoven with dark red and deep purple, first struck the thickest tower base of the main castle of Greenburg.
The sturdy barrier, built of massive stones and weathered by a century of war, did not crumble upon contact with the torrent of energy. Instead, it melted and vaporized silently, like ice and snow under the scorching sun!
Hard rocks decompose directly into the most primitive particle dust under ultra-high energy density.
Then, the torrent, almost without any hesitation, pierced through the main castle like a red-hot iron rod being plunged into butter!
Wherever it passed, whether it was thick walls, sturdy supporting pillars, piled-up defensive equipment, or even the figures of soldiers who couldn't escape in time... all matter was completely annihilated the moment it touched it! Not even a wisp of smoke or a wisp of ash was left behind, as if it had never existed.
Only a huge cavity with smooth edges and a cross-section resembling molten glass remained.
The already unstable main castle structure was instantly destroyed.
The remaining part, having lost its support, collapsed like a toppled block, carrying with it fragments of stone, wood, and steel that had not been directly vaporized, amidst a deafening roar, towards the huge cavity formed by the torrent!
A huge cloud of smoke and dust, mixed with water vapor evaporated by energy, shot into the sky, forming a murky mushroom cloud.
After the torrent swept through the main castle, its momentum did not diminish, and it crashed heavily against the mountain wall behind the castle.
The earth trembled violently, and the rocks, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, instantly cracked, shattered, and turned into dust!
The shockwave spread in a ring, blowing away and tearing apart the remaining outer walls of Grinburg that were not directly hit, like pieces of paper!
Just a few breaths later, the torrent of energy dissipated.
Grinburg has completely disappeared.
All that remained was a huge, smoldering crater, with twisted, melted rock formations at its edges, resembling the jagged rocks formed by cooled lava.
Scattered around the deep pit were some charred, huge, and barely recognizable as the foundations of a city wall, boulder remains, like the skeletons of giant beasts, silently telling the story of the catastrophe that had just occurred.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of ozone, the acrid smell of molten rock, and... the eerie "emptiness" of flesh and blood after they had been completely evaporated.
The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
The deafening shouts of battle, the clashing of weapons, the dying cries... all sounds seemed to be completely swallowed up by the destructive torrent.
Whether it was the Kree soldiers charging forward, the Sassins frantically blocking their way, or the Ork heavy infantry standing ready, everyone, whether soldiers or officers, was frozen in place as if under a spell.
Their faces were left with only one expression: extreme, empty, incomprehensible fear.
A fortress just like that... gone.
Right before their eyes, it was easily erased by a force beyond their comprehension, like graffiti being wiped away from the sand.
This silence was more suffocating and more despairing than any noise.
However, in the heart of this deathly silence and fear, Lind, who had just been thrown into the air by the shockwave of the shelling and was struggling to get up from the mud, showed no despair in his eyes.
Only a cold, madness burning to its limit!
Greenburg... gone. Completely reduced to a crater and molten slag.
But this cannon... this weapon that just destroyed everything he had... must be kept!
It cannot be launched again! It cannot be taken by the Orks! It must become a prize of the Kree Empire!
"Cough... Pfft..."
Linde spat out a mouthful of blood foam with a muddy smell. His golden battle qi and light vein power circulated wildly within his body, forcibly suppressing the churning blood and the excruciating pain in his internal organs.
His face, covered in mud and blood, had eyes like a lone wolf in the cold night, fixed on the Crystal Skeleton Cannon in the Oak Camp ahead. The cannon barrel was emitting terrifying heat and billowing thick smoke, clearly nearing its limit due to forced charging and possibly even partially damaged!
"attack--!!!"
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