Chapter 722: Chapter 226: Ning Zhuo Goes to War
The battle for the Liangzhu Country front-line camp was at a fever pitch.
The Thousand Peak Forest Alliance Army and the Liangzhu Country Army were like two giants clashing, locked in fierce hand-to-hand combat, where bayonets drew blood.
This was a chaotic battlefield.
In some areas, the armies were entangled; in others, one side had a clear advantage.
The Liangzhu Country Army’s defensive line around the city walls had partially collapsed.
Although most of the city walls remained, on the other side, the defensive line had been breached under the assault of Lord Long and Lu Hongtu. Numerous cultivators and soldiers from the Thousand Peak Forest Alliance Army surged through the breach into this military camp that was painstakingly built at great expense.
Shouts of killing soared into the sky, and repeated explosions echoed through the clouds.
Countless spells intertwined, creating dazzling, brilliant, and deadly bursts of multicolored light.
A vast array of weapons and magic artifacts collided, determining the outcome in an instant during the fiercest duels.
Often, the outcome also meant life or death!
Casualties were mounting rapidly on both sides, the Liangzhu Country and the Thousand Peak Forest Alliance Army alike.
Both sides were in a fierce stalemate, leading to extremely brutal and draining combat, with large numbers of soldiers falling and losing their lives every moment.
If a military expert or a talented commander saw this battle scene, they would surely scoff.
The fighting was intense, but there was no military strategy.
Lord Long, being the temple priest of the Dragon King Temple, was powerful in combat but lacked proficiency in military tactics.
The Liangzhu Country commander, Du Tiechuan, was formidable but was injured and hadn’t appeared.
This deficiency led to neither the Liangzhu Country nor the Thousand Peak Forest Alliance Army demonstrating any military advantages in their full-scale confrontation, making them evenly matched.
In a secluded mountain hollow away from the battlefield, a ripple suddenly appeared in the calm space.
A white-clad young man appeared out of nowhere, dressed in wide-sleeved robes as white as clouds. His features were handsome, and his eyes were clear and sharp, filled with battle intent at this moment.
This was Ning Zhuo.
He emerged from the Ten-Thousand-Li Travelling Dragon, reached out, and a small insect-like mechanical dragon quickly enlarged to the size of a small snake, coiled around Ning Zhuo’s waist, with its head and tail biting together to serve as a belt.
“Joining the battle in Liangzhu Country finally gave me the opportunity to target the mechanical carriage.”
Ning Zhuo was excited and somewhat agitated.
Previously, he and Sun Lingtong had ventured into the Six Cave Sect’s headquarters, were discovered, and had narrowly escaped.
Since then, he didn’t dare to take risks lightly anymore. After all, someone as cunning as Lu Hongtu would surely take targeted precautions.
Making the same mistake again would undoubtedly be foolish.
“Now is my best chance.”
“There’s no need to risk going into the Six Cave Sect’s lair, and most of the sect members, including the Demon Heart Cave Master, are already engaged in the battle, their energies occupied.”
Ning Zhuo joined the army to be on the front line and seize the first opportunity to strike.
He had waited patiently for this moment, investing both time and energy.
He had no choice.
His cultivation level and strength were relatively weak, so only by leveraging others could he have a chance to seek a magic treasure-level mechanical carriage from the enormous Six Cave Sect.
“The threat of the Twin Ghosts will only grow over time.”
“Perhaps this is my first and last chance to make a move.”
“Once I act, if I fail and reveal my true intentions towards the mechanical carriage, the future will be difficult.”
“Someone as shrewd as Lu Hongtu would surely use the mechanical carriage to set traps for me!”
With these thoughts, Ning Zhuo’s determination grew even more resolute, and his fighting spirit burned fiercely in his heart.
He took several mechanical puppets out of his storage bag.
Soon, more than four hundred mechanical puppets stood in neat rows around him, forming a mechanical army.
Ning Zhuo then took out a magic treasure-level mechanical armor.
This battle armor was the color of ancient bronze, imposing and heavy, exuding a sense of rigid strength. Yet its lines were smooth and curves elegant, also conveying a sense of compassion and tolerance.
The helmet’s forehead was slightly raised with a circular halo, resembling the Dharma Form of an Arhat, and the sides featured horn-like projections that looked like bull horns.
The chest plate was engraved with an Arhat figure, containing an array that represented the Arhat’s protection.
The armor’s back extended six mechanical arms, all constructed from ancient bronze. Golden lines ran along the arms, forming the internal structure, and emitted a strong golden Buddha light.
This was the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor!
It was a gift Mu Lan had given to Ning Zhuo, but at that time, it was only half-body heavy armor.
Now, the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor was a full-body armor, as Ning Zhuo had completed its lower half.
“Although the lower half was temporarily patched up using three mechanical platforms, it’s obvious that the lower half was hastily assembled.”
“Not only does it lack unity with the upper half, but it’s also just a façade, and even in terms of defense, it can’t match a third of the upper half.”
Ning Zhuo’s main task was to disguise it.
He worked hard to make the lower half of the armor look similar to the upper half, ensuring that at least in appearance and momentum, there was no discrepancy.
“Boss, look at me.” Ning Zhuo’s expression was somewhat excited.
“Huh?” Sun Lingtong, in the dragon head cabin, looked puzzled.
Ning Zhuo raised his arms high and shouted to the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor, “Hundred-Armed Arhat, armor up!”
In an instant, the Hundred-Armed Arhat Armor flew to the front of Ning Zhuo, separating into upper and lower halves.
The upper half flew to the top of Ning Zhuo’s head, slowly lowering itself to encase him within the armor. The lower half split into front and back parts, forming a mechanical battle armor.