Chapter 1424: Chapter 1422: Balance Tilts
When the dark purple glow of the orbital cannon bathed the sky.
The Void Cult, engaged in a mysterious ritual around the space reflection device, was utterly shocked… At first, they thought that the enemy had obtained an additional, more powerful “Anti-king Weapon.”
Little did they know.
The comet-like bombardment was targeting Makoms City.
The total amount of light energy released by the explosion.
Even prevented the Void Cult’s “Mythic Body – Misleading Starlight Xisesi” from Opening its Eyes (depiction: shrouded in a robe of deep black rock layers, a mass of brightly colored non-fixed brain tissue is revealed when the hood is removed).
If it wasn’t for London being protected by a recharged Land Deed, more than half of the city area would have been enveloped.
“What on earth is this!?”
Xisesi stared at the dark purple radiance filling the sky, and the crumbling remnants of Makoms City, now fallen into the Metal Desert and stirring up a great deal of dust, his rapidly processing brain unable to come up with any explanation.
In the combat plans he was aware of, there was no mention of ‘bombardment’.
However, no matter what… The enemy’s greatest uncertainty was eliminated. Although it was unclear if the Mother Matrix had perished in that strike, the formidable threat of Makoms City had fallen.
This would allow full focus on the war that was taking place within the city, and the Void Cult could fully engage in battle without having to manage the reflection device.
Similarly.
The world-ringing bombardment that dyed the entire battle zone purple caused the war inside London to pause for a few seconds.
“Nicholas, this guy… he’s going to make a killing this time!”
Green watched Makoms City fall, revealing a sinister smile.
Meanwhile, all the Machinery Programs within the city had just experienced a sudden network outage.
Now, with the entire main city knocked down, such a drastic change sparked an inexplicable panic among them, and their overall morale plummeted.
Moreover, with the imminent pincer attack from the city’s own Mother’s Guard and the Human Expeditionary Army from outside the city, they immediately fell into an extremely disadvantageous situation. Some of the Mythic Bodies were even thrown into disarray by the fall of Makoms City.
However.
Declining momentum, network outage, or the pincer attack from the Human-Demon Coalition Army – compared to ‘another matter’, all these were minor issues.
Due to the fall of Makoms City to the Anti-king Weapon, the fate of the Mother Matrix trapped inside is unknown, temporarily out of contact.
A man who had been appearing continuously in different areas of the battlefield finally got a break.
The exceedingly boring ‘cat and mouse game’ had filled him with grievances.
In the northwestern district, a battle zone near the Marble Arch in London.
Leading the Scarlet Knights in a frontal battle with the enemy was Captain Shaia, who was in a bad state due to previous injuries from the Beheading King and severe energy depletion from casting Blood Clan Secret Arts.
Shaia’s opponent was the Guilt World’s “Thousand Sins. Cavalier,” a Mythic strongman whose skeleton was fused onto the back of a horse, forming a single entity. His field of influence could double the “mobility” of his troops, and at critical moments, he could even grant his subordinates powerful war mounts.
Due to Shaia’s poor condition, the overall battle had been in a state of restraint.
Although a large group of fanatical troops cultivated by Han Dong was providing support from the periphery, the effect was less than significant.
Just then.
A chill came over, different from the common cold, but a kind of soul-shuddering chill of Death.
The chill came from the corpse of a fallen enemy.
Whoosh!
A silvery scythe sliced open the back of the corpse.
A silver-haired man enshrouded in a black cloak emerged from among the corpses, appearing within the enemies’ ranks.
Any entity daring to approach would rapidly have their life drained; the closer they got, the faster it depleted… until they turned into dry skeletons or a heap of rotten iron.
“King Level!”
The Thousand Sins. Cavalier made a wise decision. Upon determining the level of the Death God, he opted to flee, maximizing his “mobility” to attempt a spatial leap with his troops.
Alex, however, lifted his left arm calmly, with his palm facing up.
A sphere emanating the aura of the Endless Netherworld hovered above his palm.
Boom!
The shattering of the black sphere swiftly unfolded a domain symbolizing Absolute Death.
Everything encompassed within it turned to black and white colors.
In the ultimate Death, the fundamental motions of matter came to a halt.
The Thousand Sins Cavalier, attempting to step into the space, froze as well.
Whoosh!
The silver scythe swept through the black and white domain, as if grazing the bodies of each enemy… The Death God’s chop strike, not as visually direct as the Beheading King’s, did not sever the enemies outright.
The domain retracted.
The silver scythe was conveniently slung over Alex’s back.
The next second, continuous agonizing screams filled the skies; groups of souls, gluey with bodies, were forcibly separated and sucked into Alex’s palm, unable to escape.
A dark red soul of sinfulness slowly seeped from the body of the Thousand Sins Cavalier, but the skull-shaped soul clung fiercely to its body… The Mythical Field was still resisting stubbornly.
Tsk!
Alex, somewhat displeased, made a pulling gesture with his left hand.
In the air, countless hands of The Dead appeared, desperately pulling at the Cavalier’s soul, eventually stripping it from the body and bringing it back inside Alex.
“So strong!”
Despite being allies, Captain Shaia couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat at the sight of the ‘Death Harvesting’ before her.
In her younger days, as Marlon and Alex were close friends, Shaia often joined them on missions… She was well aware of the unique talent Alex possessed and a certain innate [Aura of Death] he carried.
Apart from Marlon, no human could stand being near Alex.
At this moment.
Alex had stepped up to Shaia and briefly explained the current situation.
“The enemy’s [The King] who controls the program is not dead yet, my hunting mark still exists… However, it seems she is in a ‘wounded’ state and will need some time to recover.
I must use this time to break the balance between [King and King], and entrust the support issues of the other battle zones to you.”
“Hmm, which one will you go to support? The Demon Coalition Army, the Great Demon, or Marlon?”
In response to Shaia’s question, the Death God didn’t answer but instead turned back into the Death Plane.
The next second.
A corpse in the Eastern City District was sliced open.
Due to the emergence of the cold Death Qi, the nearby Beheading King decisively delivered a chop to the corpse… The blast from the slash rose tens of meters, annihilating the body and tearing terrifying rifts into the surrounding streets.
However, the presence of death did not diminish, but increased instead.
The silhouette composed of a silver scythe and a cloak had already joined Marlon.
Without waiting for Marlon to ask what was going on.
Alex gestured a number with his hand, “No matter the cost! Kill this guy within ten minutes…”
“Come on! Let’s do it!”
The image of Marlon and the Death God standing side by side, was as if they had stepped out of a scene from decades ago.
An intangible tacit understanding had already formed; the cooperation between the two went far beyond the simple equation of [1+1=2],
The chilly scroll emblematic of Netherworld had already interwoven with the scorched canvas representative of Hell.