Chapter 792: The Magus World Army’s Powerful Counterattack!
From the appearance of the pitch-black dragon claw in the sky to Black Oblivion’s massive form crashing down in the distance, it all happened in a blink, so quickly that many did not have time to react.
Sein had full confidence in Black Oblivion’s strength.
In the recent battle at the Flaming Sparrow Range, this formidable flood dragon had even managed to prevent the self-destruction of a critically injured Rank Five creature.
Yet now, this powerful being had been struck by that strange light blue energy beam and plummeted from the sky.
Sein could not help but wonder about Black Oblivion’s current condition—was his life in danger?
Despite his fall, Black Oblivion had managed to land a decisive blow.
Before being knocked from the clouds, his lifelike, pitch-black dragon claw had smashed into the Wild Gorilla Army’s metal defenses, destroying two-thirds of the cannon barrels mounted along the wall.
If not for his sudden incapacitation, Black Oblivion’s claw could have upended the entire metal wall.
Although the Wild Gorilla Army had revealed two trump cards in succession and even managed to bring down the mighty flood dragon, Black Oblivion, they had incurred significant casualties up to this point.
The Magus World Army had also suffered catastrophic losses, with over two million wiped out in an instant, leaving swathes of the battlefield eerily empty.
However, most of these losses were cheap enslaved creatures and magic beasts that joined the Divine Tower of Verdant Spring without any cost.
Thousands of mages from the Divine Tower of Verdant Spring unleashed devastating long-range spells, raining destruction on the frontlines.
The centaurs’ arrows, the innate magic of the magic beasts, and the Order of the Fiery Molten Mountain’s stone-skinned dwarves with their javelins—all of them contributed to the staggering toll on the Wild Gorilla Army along this long defense line.
The Magus World had never feared any opponent, especially when it came to resources!
Even a large world civilization would struggle against the Magus World Army; what chance did the Wild Gorilla World have?
While the sudden loss of over two million troops was shocking, this was mainly for low-level beings like Sein.
From the perspective of the Magus World’s top-level powerhouses, the loss of two million troops was insignificant. Replenishing the ranks with another two million, or even more, cannon fodder legions could be done within minutes.
The unique Magus Alliance system, combined with a vast number of vassal and enslaved planes, allowed the Magus World to draw combat legions from its allies without depleting its own forces.
After all, these allied planes had signed binding contracts when they joined the Magus Alliance.
In exchange for the protection and benefits provided by the Magus Civilization, they were obligated to fulfill their commitments when called upon.
Even without immediate reinforcements from the Magus Alliance, there were other options.
Maya had mentioned that the Rank Four god backing her was eager to lead a force of two million troops to assist in this interplanar war.
A free legion of laborers and fighters was always welcome.
Lorianne had previously considered that with the sheer number of magic beasts already present, there might be no need for those centaurs.
The magic beasts bred and nurtured in the Magus World were superior to centaurs in terms of individual power and quality.
Moreover, these magic beasts were the elite, brought directly here by Black Oblivion.
However, with the recent heavy losses of magic beasts and the Order of the Fiery Molten Mountain’s cannon fodder, these centaurs could now step in to fill the gap.
As Black Oblivion fell from the sky, the fastest of the magic beast kings, a white-feathered pelican, took the lead and flew swiftly toward the fallen flood dragon’s location.
The other magic beast kings followed suit, aware of Black Oblivion’s identity and the formidable influence of his family.
They all knew that if Black Oblivion were to perish while they returned to the Magus World unscathed, it would be nearly impossible for them to find a safe place to hide, even in the vast Magus World.
The giant squid king, who had been protecting Tourmaline at the rear of the battlefield, also rushed toward the frontline.
Ironically, this creature had been assigned by White Stella to ensure Tourmaline’s safety.
Yet, while Tourmaline had remained unharmed and even found enjoyment in this strange medium-sized plane, it was her elder brother—who had convinced her to come to Wild Gorilla World—that had fallen first.
The Tourmaline’s family members possessed unique senses that allowed them to vaguely perceive each other’s condition across vast distances, whether on the same plane or an entirely different star domain.
If Black Oblivion fell here, his siblings and parents on the other side would undoubtedly feel it.
No one doubted the fierce protectiveness of this dragon beast family.
Regardless of who was responsible, they would ensure the perpetrator paid dearly!
The silver-white meteor shower unleashed by Milena, the white tiger, finally struck the long metal defense wall.
It was a powerful attack that left large craters along the metal defense line.
The metal wall, already battered by the Magus World Army’s assault, now appeared even more damaged and weakened.
Milena had intended to check on Black Oblivion’s condition, but one of the three Gorilla Gods intercepted her, flying directly toward her.
Meanwhile, Oneille’s strike landed with a devastating impact. A gaping hole over seven hundred meters wide appeared on the right flank of the Wild Gorilla Army’s metal front.
That section of the metal wall had been vaporized, along with the Wild Gorillas stationed on it.
The collateral damage from the strike injured or killed countless nearby creatures.
The power wielded by beings of Rank Four and above was indeed terrifying.
If Oneille and the others were to fight without restraint, they could potentially decimate millions of Wild Gorilla troops without the need for bottom-tier legions.
At most, it would take more time and effort.
Oneille soon found himself face-to-face with one of the Gorilla Gods, who was also the strongest of the three.
The last of the Gorilla Gods shot upward, aiming for the skies above the battlefield.
Waiting for this opponent above the clouds was Fenrir, the two-headed giant wolf.
From each of its massive maws, different colored energy columns—one gray and the other black—sprayed out.
This powerful magic beast king spared a brief glance in the direction where Black Oblivion had fallen before moving forward to engage its foe.
Master Lorianne was also present on the battlefield.
Surrounded by a dense aura of verdant green energy and shielded by a spherical barrier, she muttered anxiously to herself, “I’m not going to make it!”
“Get the space fortress here, activate the main cannon and all secondary cannons! Fire the main cannon for three rounds and keep the secondary cannons going until this battle is over!” she ordered the mages stationed on the space fortress through a voice transmission.
Not only did Lorianne issue these orders, but the space fortress belonging to the Order of the Fiery Molten Mountain, which had sustained damage during the last Flaming Sparrow Range battle, was making its way here under Oneille’s command.
The Order of the Fiery Molten Mountain was more well-off than the Divine Tower of Verdant Spring.
Aside from the space fortress’ fire support, a fleet of war airships and several prism forts had also been deployed to the frontlines.
Initially, the Rank Five knight had hoped that with the magic beast kings and their legions joining the fray, he could conserve some of his own resources.
The war airships he had lost and the prism fortresses that had been damaged in the war weighed heavily on his mind.
Just thinking about them made his heart ache!
But under the current circumstances, there was no way he could continue conserving his resources!
If he kept holding back, who knew what kind of chaos would unfold?
The leaders of the Magus World present were unaware that the Wild Gorilla Army had relied on hidden foreign aid and their significant limitations.
They had no additional forces capable of inflicting such massive casualties on the Magus World Army either.
For the entities supporting the Wild Gorilla Army, the assistance they provided was not something easily handed out.
The metal front and the handheld combat equipment used by the lower-ranked Wild Gorillas were one thing, but the Dwarf Bombs—a weapon that had instantly wiped out over two million troops like a forbidden spell—was a precious asset.
Such a weapon, in any world or star domain, would be considered high-end resources.
The light blue energy beam that had felled Black Oblivion in a single strike was even more extraordinary.
The foreign supporters of the Wild Gorilla World could only provide each of the Wild Gorilla Army’s fronts with one such weapon at the start of the war.
Once depleted, resupplying them would be a time-consuming and labor-intensive process.
Unless the aiding civilization was fighting on its own soil, replenishing the Wild Gorilla Army’s supplies was impractical. The Wild Gorilla World might have already lost all its fronts before they even arrived.
In fact, before offering their aid, the metal robot within the Rank Six Wild Gorilla God’s flying saucer had suggested that the Wild Gorilla Clan abandon the Wild Gorilla World and instead wage a war against the Magus World Army from their star domain with about a hundred or so remaining planes.
The advantage of this strategy was that it would buy more time for them to prepare and provide additional assistance to the Wild Gorillas.
Although the metal robot never suggested that the civilization behind it would send an entire legion to directly intervene in the war, the weapons and equipment they supplied, along with strategic, large-scale armaments, could offer the Wild Gorilla Army a significant advantage beyond their home terrain.
Unfortunately, this proposal was swiftly rejected by the Wild Gorilla God.
Giving up its home plane? That was unthinkable!
The Wild Gorilla God refused to lower its pride; not without personally confronting the Magus World Army head-on.
Lorianne twirled her verdant green magic rod as she prepared her next move.
After issuing the command to the space fortress at the rear, the Rank Four mage began chanting an incantation.
The battlefield’s atmosphere shifted, with the energy and elemental factors in the sky becoming more volatile.
Lorianne’s magic rod was not aimed at any specific Rank Four or higher combatant, but rather at the heart of the Wild Gorilla Army itself.
If the Magus World Army had suffered such heavy losses, then their enemies should at least pay an equally steep price!
“That’s the power of a forbidden spell,” Sein mumbled as he looked skyward.
The demigod-level combatants still hovering in the air were forced to land, driven by the combined presence of Rank Four and higher powerhouses and the impending arrival of the forbidden spell’s might.
At the same time, Sein’s crystal ball, which had been quiet for a long time, finally received a message.
It was from Leena.
He had urgently reached out to her during the explosions of the Dwarf Bombs but had received no reply, leaving him deeply worried.
“Sein, I may have to withdraw from this battle for now,” Leena’s weak voice came through the transmission.
“I’m glad you’re not in immediate danger. You should go back and recover as soon as possible. I’m holding up fine here and will continue to fight in the subsequent battles,” Sein replied.