Silent Crown

Chapter 552 The Defense Line

Chapter 552 The Defense Line

"The Day of Judgement is coming! The saints and the sinned will be separated! The day is coming. Are you ready for it? The day is coming, are you ready for it?"

In the song, big explosions boomed one after another. Columns of fire roared into the sky with huge waves of hot air and deafening booms. The flags of fire flew up high. In the light of the Sacred Emblem, clergymen in iron armor pointed forward and the demons singing charged forward. They were no longer spiritless. Instead, they charged full speed into the crowds of dark-green ghosts. Then, they held the ghosts nearest to them and their body began to grow larger. Their half-healed wounds cracked open, spurting out light and fire.

The Alchemy Metrics implanted in their bodies were activated, sucking the aether around them, which caused terrible high temperature and a vacuum of death. Then the whole body exploded, sweeping out with super high pressure.

Boom! Fire pressure and impact plowed every inch of the field. Every explosion left a big hole on the beach. The disastrous impact waves reached the wall of the fortress, bringing hot wind to the face of everyone on the wall.

Feeling the hot wind on his face, Ye Qingxuan looked at the sacred yet quirky fire. Shi Dong raised his hand to fend off a piece of flesh falling onto him and tossed it under the wall.

"You make the demons into bombs?" asked Ye Qingxuan.

"Yes. It's simple," Shi Dong answered. "Cut out the prefrontal lobe, brainwash them, and cut out their internal organs to implant the self-destruction metric. Then, sew up the wound and inject some antibiotic. They have short lives, but it is okay as long as we can use them within seven days after they are made.

"A well-trained prentice can finish the process within 15 minutes. It's a sort of recycling; pretty cheap. We have a lot of cruel methods in the Religious Court of Inquisitors. After all, we recruited a hell bunch of dark musicians with our license of the Sacred City.

"Only one problem. Do you approve our way of doing things, my Grand Inquisitor?"

"They are all demons. It doesn't matter." Ye Qingxuan smiled at him meaningfully. "Better watch out next time. No need to test me."

Shi Dong lowered his head in respect. Looking back behind Ye Qingxuan, he said with a smile, "Don't worry, sir. We have a lot of members of demon descendants in the Religious Court of Inquisitors."

The sound of a cold hum seemed to be heard. A feeling of coldness swept over and vanished. After the flesh bombing, the line of the sea ghosts was destroyed. Yet the ghost didn't show any fear, nor did they retreat. Instead, they sped up as they were not so crowded.

"No more close squares. They are now in skirmish line now. Do demons know about tactics now?" Looking at the scattered sea ghosts pushing close, Ye Qingxuan frowned. If the ghosts scattered, the demon-bombs would not be able to kill as many demons as before.

What's more, the demon-bombs were almost used up. There would be no more demon-bombs in a short time.

"It doesn't matter." Shi Dong said calmly, "That was only the prelude. It would not be a war without close battles."

The rustling of armors was heard from at the root of the wall. That was the sound of power armors and charging of the squares.

The Witch's Hammers were installed and in formation. The cavaliers, assisted by the power armors, began to charge at the enemies. They soon went out of the gate and into the lines of the ghosts. In the light of the fire columns, the cavaliers who were more than two meters tall stepped forward with their shields and spears.

"Heavy cavaliers?" Clearly seeing those soldiers on the field, Ye Qingxuan frowned. The heavy cavaliers had been replaced by heavily armed machines since the widespread power armors a century ago.

The heavy powered exoskeletons undertook the most important task on the battlefield: to destroy the enemy's formation so that the swordsmen and infantry can do their parts of the job. Then, the enemy would be eliminated by the combination of three forces. However, they need enough swordsmen and infantry troops to finish what they started.

They had no more than 1,000 men in total, including backups. It was meaningless for the heavy cavaliers to undertake this sort of attack as there would not be enough men to follow them to finish the enemies.

What's more, those sea ghosts were not normal soldiers. They would not retreat after their formations collapse. They would continue to attack until the very last of them was dead. If the cavaliers charge into their formation without swordsmen following them, they will be consumed by the endless attacks of the ghosts.

It would be suicide.

While he was looking, 60 heavily armed cavaliers were on the field. Yet they did not gather up to formation but scattered up. According to the number and order given to each of them, they gathered separately under the six fire flags and circled up the six armored clergymen. Then, the tower shields lowered down. The shields were then fixed by rivets driven by the pneumatic pumps on the rocks. The tower shields spread out their folded parts, which were joined together with other shields.

Surrounding the six clergymen, the cavaliers formed six temporary "fortresses" with their shields and weapons. Those six "fortresses" were six supporting points of the defense line against the demons.

The question was, would they hold? Among those organists watching the battle on the wall, many were experienced soldiers. And they couldn't help but feel doubtful.

The problem was not the temporary "fortresses." It could be said that they were quite wisely built. They could be very powerful by combining their power together to produce huge aether waves. They were like stings on the throat of the enemy. They would bring them pain and death if not destroyed.

However, the problem was that they do not have enough power to attack the enemy. They might be able to defend themselves, but they could not destroy the enemy's formation. They would be no more than six obstacles on the enemy's way. If the enemy could not destroy them, they could go around them. The enemy could even wipe them out after they passed them.

Ye Qingxuan soon understood the statics. "I see…" looking behind him at the courtyard of the stronghold, he murmured.

"Grand Inquisitor, you are so smart." Shi Dong smiled. "You know everything about this sort of statics."

"Just sensed the movements of the aether." Ye Qingxuan smiled. "This should be very effective to eliminate these demons. I have learned a lot from this."

Just then, the ghosts had reached the line of the defense. Endless dark-green poured onto the defense line like waves hitting the rocks on the beach.

Endless dark-green waves.

Blood and flesh flew.

From behind the tower shield, the cavaliers raised their spears which were heated to a burning-red color and easily cut the ghosts into pieces. The dark-green "waves" were separated by the "rocks," yet after the defense points, they gathered again and rushed to the gate of the stronghold.

This was the disadvantage of this tactic. Without enough attacking forces to eliminate the enemies, the defense line was useless. Yet behind the walls made up of the shields and surrounded by the heavy cavaliers, the purifiers raised their flags of fire again.

They shouted, "Light of the heaven, fall upon here."

The next moment, horns sounded.

Night on Bald Mountain! No one was more familiar with the melody than Ye Qingxuan. In the courtyard of the stronghold, the purifier musicians, gathering within alchemy metrics, played the magnificent symphony.

There were 40 musicians in total. With 40 Resonance Musicians, the aether waves were neat and strong.

On the top of the stronghold, the fire column began to circle around rapidly. Then, the fire soared up into the sky, tearing up the dark clouds. Endless aether fell from the sky and poured into the metric. A stake at the center of the metric began to burn, shining with hot light. Then it soared into the sky.

In just several seconds, there were 13 stakes up in the air. They gave off glaring light, rising above the wind and rain, shining in the sky like burning stars in the endless night. Then, the stakes rushed toward the ground, guided by the fire flags. The sound of the stakes piercing through the air generated hot airwaves as if they were burning aerolites falling from the sky.