Chapter 555: Bombarding the Blood Moon Castle (Additional 3)
After Lord Robin left, Loy did not move. He sat on the sofa with his legs spread out, his eyes slightly narrowed and his face expressionless.
But the cold and solemn atmosphere spread in the room, which was intimidating. Even Butler Hoover did not dare to make a sound.
This time, the trouble was diverted to the Glorious Empire.
Of course, Flower Territory did cut off the arms trade with the three giants of the coalition, and the subsequent guns and ammunition were all provided by the Glorious Empire.
This is not considered throwing dirty water!
What made him unhappy was the attitude of Lord Robin Water and the mentality of the Habsburg Imperial Cabinet!
He did not deny that the industrial development of Flower Territory had received a lot of help from the Empire.
However, the flower collar also paid its due price.
To put it bluntly, the empire's use of magical machinery to break through and find allies would not have been so smooth without the pioneer Luo Yi.
In fact, the diplomatic achievements are largely due to the successful case of Flower Leader.
To say that I owe you something is impossible!
Flower Territory and the Empire are two independent forces. What Luo Yi wants is very simple: treat them equally and negotiate with them.
He is quite easy to talk to. As long as it does not infringe on the fundamental interests of the Flower Territory, he is always willing to be kind to others.
But now it seems that even after the previous battle, he is still looked down upon.
The Flower Territory's Royal Guards were already quite impressive, and Luo Yi's personal strength was equally impressive, but the size disparity was too great.
After a long time, Luo Yi sighed: "It's still not strong enough!"
"The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades, we must continue to work hard!"
"Butler Hoover, prepare the carriage!"
Butler Hoover bowed slightly and asked, "My Lord Earl, are you going?"
"Where else can we go? The Blood Moon Forest, of course. This demiplane should be taken as well."
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Blood Moon Forest demiplane.
The Royal Guards finally arrived at the foot of Blood Moon Castle.
The tree herder Groot stood in the forest, his mysterious spell resounding through heaven and earth, causing a large-scale elemental resonance.
Around the Blood Moon Castle, countless trees seemed to come alive. They pulled out their roots, moved their feet, moved deeper into the forest, and cleared a large area.
Then the magic tank appeared. Amid the roar of its engine, its tracks pressed over the ground, forming a complete encirclement outside the castle.
Judging from the appearance, they didn't leave even a single gap, and didn't even use the tactic of 'surrounding on three sides and leaving one open'. It was obvious that they were preparing to catch them all in one fell swoop.
Later on, there was the construction of artillery positions, the digging of fortifications, the building of heavy machine gun lines, and the inspection of ammunition by infantry tactical teams...
Later, the camp where we were stationed yesterday has been converted into an airport, and fighter jets are descending from the sky and gliding into the formation.
Naturally, ground crew members would come forward to check performance and eliminate hidden dangers;
Or replace the pearl magic crystal to ensure energy supply;
Or add an ammunition belt to ensure the normal use of the weapon.
Next to it, there is a newly built nest, and griffin knights are falling from the sky.
The griffin riders took the meat and brushes from the logistics staff. Some of them fed the griffins, while others combed their hair. They were very busy and happy.
It is worth mentioning that these burly knights were chattering while serving, as if they were communicating with the griffin.
These griffins held their heads high and looked defiant, but they were quite cooperative when accepting the knights' services.
Since when, some knights received guidance from the Furious King Silas, and learned that frequent exchanges with griffins would help them gain their recognition.
Then, this group of knights all became chatterboxes, which was a huge contrast.
Anyone who has seen it thinks that the reason the griffins are so obedient is simply because they are annoyed by the nagging.
But no matter what, they were making final preparations before the war.
Several thousand meters away from the main gate of Blood Moon Castle, the Blood Moon Fragment Teleportation Magic Circle stops here.
With this as the core, a camp was built and the temporary command center was located here. Four legends including Luo Yi and most of the powerful natural disasters were in charge here.
At a certain moment, news came from various positions one after another, saying that everything was ready.
Luo Yi gave an order: "Let's start!"
Thus, the order was conveyed and the artillery positions were already in action.
Amidst the roar, shells drew arcs in the rising smoke and smashed into the Blood Moon Castle.
Boom boom boom boom!
A series of explosions were heard in the air, as if fireworks were being set off. A huge shock wave spread outward, but was blocked by a blood-red barrier.
Looking again at this time, a super-large magic barrier has been raised on the outskirts of the Blood Moon Castle, blocking the power of the artillery fire.
Looking closely, it was a large defensive barrier composed of hexagonal magic shields, with visible blood magic flowing through it.
If an area suffers greater damage, blood magic power from other locations will come to support and maintain the operation of the barrier.
In fact, it is not difficult to see that this super-large magic barrier has undergone obvious changes, adding deflection force field and damage reduction effects.
It is obviously a specific optimization for artillery fire, so as to achieve better defense.
Of course there was an effect. The first three rounds of attacks were like fireworks and did not cause much damage.
[Lion King] was activated, and rippling invisible waves swept across the battlefield. Luo Yi took in everything on the battlefield.
He didn't think it was a big deal. After all, an old monster who had lived for more than a thousand years must have some hidden skills.
This super-large magic barrier is not so easy to break, and targeted improvements can also weaken most of the damage caused by artillery fire.
Chloe is not in a hurry at all!
There is no eternal defense in this world. No matter how powerful the magic barrier is, it cannot last forever.
Therefore, he ordered the artillerymen to fire continuously, and the shells used were also changed accordingly.
Tracer bullets, armor-piercing bullets, white-scale incendiary bullets, and holy water bullets...
Every explosion causes damage to the magic barrier. Once the damage reaches its limit, the magic barrier will be destroyed.
At the same time, within the barrier and the Blood Moon Castle, undercurrents were already surging.
The Toledo vampires are the rulers here. They used to be high and mighty, and would beat, scold, and slaughter people at will.
But the restless hearts at this time made every member of the dark race look at them differently.
There were countless secret colludiations and plots.
Countless vendettas and bloody fights have occurred in dark corners.
Those who are dead are dead, including the deaths of the Toledo vampires. No one cares, let alone holds them accountable.
In the current situation, the Toledo blood clan and the Bruch blood clan, the werewolf tribe brought by the dark werewolf ancestor, are considered the largest forces.
But their control is weak.
Because everyone knows that there is still a possibility that other dark races will surrender, and Grand Duke Karen will accept the surrender.
But they can't!
They themselves are the token of allegiance!
Then there are the powerful dark tribes, such as the fallen angels, tieflings, two-headed trolls, etc., which also unite some dark tribes.
There are also some strong ones, the best among the fourth-level natural disasters, who are surrounded by a group of followers.
At this point, seven or eight forces were entangled in the entire castle, and it was really a mess.
The reason why it has not collapsed completely is that the whereabouts of the three legendary strongmen are unknown.
Before the dust settles, all dark races are afraid of unexpected changes.
On the other hand, the leader of the Toledo vampire clan was clear-headed at this time.
He used the method of giving money away lavishly to win people's hearts.
After thousands of years of accumulation, there must be too many good things in the blood clan’s secret library.
At this moment, he took out all of them, various rewards, various gifts, various promotions, and promised benefits...
It’s not that no one thinks they are a sinking ship, but everyone wants to gain more benefits.
In this way, the situation is barely maintained.
At this time, deep in the Blood Moon Castle, the magic barrier was operating at full capacity, activating the magic patterns placed everywhere.
Visible magic power gathered and flowed among the complex magic patterns. Some of it entered the magic barrier and turned into a protective force to resist the bombardment.
Some are like trickles, flowing into the ground and eventually converging into one place.
That's a pool of blood!
The bright red blood magic power is made from a mixture of virgin blood.
Just a pool of blood would have killed countless innocent girls.
Of course, this highest level of blood pool also has the best effect, and the rippling blood is the most condensed blood magic power.
Just taking one drop of it is enough to replenish the magic power of a marquis-level vampire, and it also has the effect of healing injuries and replenishing the spirit.
But such a blood pool is not something that ordinary vampires can enjoy. Even a legendary grand duke would have to spend countless efforts to create it.
At this time, in the center of the blood pool, countless blood threads weaved and rotated, forming a blood cocoon.
In the flickering red light, it seemed as if one could see through the bloodshot and see inside.
Sometimes there are bloodworms wriggling, sometimes there are bats hanging upside down, and sometimes there are curled up human shapes.
In the Helka world, when one reaches the legendary realm, one has access to a variety of resurrection techniques.
For them, death does not necessarily mean destruction, it can also be a means of escape.
Therefore, in legendary battles, I like to stop at the right time.
Because, as long as the other party is not completely killed, there is a possibility of endless revenge. Everyone has a family and children, so of course they should leave a way out so that they can meet again in the future.
But even though it is the same resurrection technique, there are differences in levels, and in good and bad.
The most classic one is naturally the "Great Resurrection Technique" of the Church of the Sun God. It is not just as simple as resurrection from the dead, but can also maximize the status with almost no side effects.
To be precise, the one who needs to pay the price is actually the caster.
Other types of resurrection techniques will more or less leave regrets or cause various problems.
For example, the sacrificial resurrection spell that Blackfire Falin once arranged was actually bound to the shadow plane and transformed into a half-shadow creature.
Although they still look like human beings, they are actually occupied by the power of shadow. Even after death, their souls cannot be liberated.
Of course, the advantage is that it is fast and requires fewer sacrifices.
The one chosen by Grand Duke Toledo was obviously the one with the least trouble. The disadvantage was that it took longer and required more materials.
Until the blood pool was completely evaporated, a sharp claw cut through the blood cocoon, and the naked Grand Duke Toledo crawled out.
Blood flames were rising from his body, finally drying up the sticky liquid. He raised his hand to take out the dimensional bag next to him, and when he took out the clothes and put them on himself, his expression was extremely sinister.
After doing all this, he finally looked up. Next to the blood pool, he saw the old vampire Grand Duke Bruch and His Majesty Stanislav Sack, the ancestor of the dark werewolves who had transformed into Fenrir, and they had been waiting for a long time.
The three legends faced each other, and no one spoke first, but the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive, like the calm before the storm.
PS: No one gave me monthly tickets this month, so I tried my best to update more.
(End of this chapter)
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