Chapter 551 The Final Battle
Xius didn't want to urge him any more, so he could only look at the fog in front of him and wait quietly.
When he descended upon the body of the worker Zeus again, he only pulled the silk thread slightly, and was immediately pulled closer to the link, so fast that it seemed as if he was the one being linked.
Zeus had imagined many times how to communicate with little Gwen. After all, he had scared away the believers when he spoke rashly before. This time he had to be patient and take it step by step.
After all, he knew the other party's identity, but little Gwen might not know it.
But he had patience, and little Gwen didn't.
"I need your help, Zeus. I need you to stop the bones. As long as we weaken them enough, I can seize control and stop the white mist from moving forward!"
Hughes was silent. Gwen's words contained a ridiculous amount of information. How did he find out his identity? How did he confirm that the link was his? How did he know that he could communicate?
But the situation was urgent, and Xius couldn't ask in detail, so he just asked:
"What do you need me to do?"
"Kill a large number of bones, and then try to delay the pace of the white mist. Every time the bones are killed, Bazel will be weaker. Every time the white mist is slower, his connection with the white disaster will be farther."
"Bazel? Why is he still involved? Did he also enter the White Plague?"
"Bazel controls the Bone Temple. I only found out about it after I entered the mist. As long as I stay here, I can continue to gain knowledge!"
"Gaining knowledge? Is there such a good thing?"
"That's not good at all! Knowledge is pollution. If I continue like this, I will be corrupted sooner or later. I can only take advantage of Bazel's weakening to snatch control of the Bone Temple from him. If we fail, we will all die!"
Zeus blinked and wanted to say that he was used to dying and that it was just a matter of changing his body, but he felt that it was not polite.
"What do you think the White Scourge is? It's something that those guys from the Silent Temple did. Now that even they've run away, who can still control the White Scourge? You don't want the Blood Harbor that you worked so hard to build to be destroyed, do you?"
“.”
"So let's block these bones and natural disasters together. I'm still waiting to go back and open my fried fish stall!"
".Gwen, after this battle, we need to have a good chat."
After saying this, Little Gwen focused on seizing what she called "control."
Xiu Si originally planned to let the expeditionary force retreat as they fought, but if he wanted to kill a large number of bones, relying on the fortress was almost the only option. The firepower of the expeditionary force would be greatly weakened after boarding the train.
This fortress in the north is almost the only large-scale fortification in the north. Although some stations and towers have been built in the middle, their scale is far less than this one.
Therefore, this fortress must be defended. This is almost the last chance. If we fail to defend the next line, we will almost have to retreat to Blood Harbor.
Shaking his head and putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Zeus descended into Lord Zeus's body again to listen to Ash's description of the situation outside.
The fog was about to reach the fortress, and several machine gun positions at the front even had to cease fire. The bombs on the airship fell close to the outer wall of the fortress, and the expeditionary soldiers in the fortifications gritted their teeth and held on.
“Should we still hold on?”
Alexi asked loudly to Ash, but Ash just pursed his lips and looked at the white mist that was so close.
The firing of the Dragon's Breath Cannon greatly slowed down the advancement of the fog wall, but it was only a delay. The bones were still tenaciously reviving, and although the recovery speed had slowed down visibly, the expeditionary force could not hold on for much longer.
The light curtain of the Dragon's Breath Cannon dimmed a little, and white mist spread over the outer wall of the fortress. Now the main force firing had become the Banshee.
There was already a big argument going on in the mind link.
"The fog has entered the fortress!"
"Each area should report the situation."
"The third area's combat units have all been destroyed. The fog here is advancing too fast!"
"The seventh zone can still hold out. There are no warheads protruding outwards here."
"What about the fifth district? The fifth district was wiped out?"
"The Fifth District has already merged into the Fourth District. They are losing ground the fastest!"
"This won't work!"
"Lord Ash, we can't stop the white fog!"
Ash took a deep breath. She wanted to do something, but she couldn't help. This was not a battlefield where she needed to charge into battle. No matter how strong she was, she only had six hands.
Gunshots were heard next to the command center. Ash followed Alexi and others out of the house. The battle line had retreated here, and the soldiers of the expeditionary force were next to them.
That was all she could say in the end.
"Hold on a little longer."
"Hold on a little longer."
Such weak words were not questioned or ridiculed.
Alexei threw his hat aside and went to discuss logistics matters with the messenger himself.
The soldiers around her glanced at her, gritted their teeth, chanted scriptures, and opened fire.
The noisy banshees were still making so much noise, but they did not stop firing the dragon breath cannons in their hands for even a moment.
The battle line was shaky, but everyone was holding on and no one gave up.
Ash suddenly remembered the battle in which they escaped from the slavery of the murlocs. At that time, the Banshees had to use their innate abilities to make decisions and reach a consensus. Now, they stood in front of the battle line with their own will.
The sound of chanting scriptures and the roar of machine guns were like loud bells around me.
The steel in the hands of the expeditionary forces spewed flames, and the will in their hearts was as strong as steel.
"The Lord is behind us!"
Someone shouted, and the soldiers shouted in response, roaring and pouring bullets at the bones that were crawling up. Ash silently took off the dragon's breath cannon mounted on the heavy armor, and then, bright flames burned across the entire front line.
The expeditionary force's front line was slowly moving backwards, but their resistance was becoming more and more fierce.
Will, flesh, and concrete, high walls stood in front of the sea of bones, pressing them to the ground.
At some point, the white fog stopped advancing.
A sharp-eyed soldier noticed that the white fog seemed to have receded a little. He shook his head and quickly chanted the name of Zeus, thinking it was just an illusion.
But gradually, more and more soldiers pointed at the fog and shouted.
The wall of fog that was rolling forward slowly retreated before everyone's eyes, then moved faster and faster. In just a short while, all the fog that had invaded the fortress retreated.
The fog receded, but the group of white bones remained where they were. As they rushed forward, they suddenly felt something was wrong. They turned back and saw that the fog had receded, and a human-like confusion was revealed in their empty eye sockets.
The expeditionary soldiers lying on the shooting positions stood up, their cold eyes falling on the group of white bones.
Ash also stopped, sensing the news coming through the mind link, and smiled.
That was a familiar voice, that was her favorite command——
"attack!"
(End of this chapter)
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