Chapter 3134: Imperial Palace

The alliance army surrounded the ancient royal city tightly. Most of the soldiers were hiding in the crisscrossing trenches. Fighting with Parasitic Warriors was like this. A little carelessness would lead to being buried on the battlefield.

The Baha and Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang combination circled at high altitude, just waiting for the shelling to start, and then threw Apollos into the royal city.

On the ground, buffer devices were fixed around the base of the ship's main cannons. Theoretically, this type of giant cannon couldn't be used in this way. Its cost was so expensive that it made people sigh. Using it in this way would significantly shorten its service life, but this was the weapon of the alliance side, and Su Xiao didn't feel sorry for it.

Behind a ship's main cannon, Su Xiao took the walkie-talkie from the communication soldier and said: "Target, directly in front, full firepower shelling."

This order was conveyed through the messengers of each legion. A few seconds later, a muffled sound came from a hundred meters away on the side.

Boom.

The air flame of a ship's main cannon firing spread, and the dust on the ground under the ship's main cannon was shaken up one meter high. After the cannonball tore out a piercing whistling sound, it bombed the city wall in front.

Thud!

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The sound of artillery fire was continuous; the ship-protection cannons located ten-plus meters behind Su Xiao were firing at full capacity, launching small shells one after another that slammed into the city wall ahead.

The dense bombardment caused the earth to begin trembling, and the rising, intense firelight made the sunlight appear dim.

After 30 seconds of continuous shelling, the city wall, hailed a thousand years ago as the "Wall of the Emperor" and deemed indestructible, was blasted into sky-filling stone debris under the "heavy punches" of the artillery.

Just seconds after the front wall was shattered, the right wall collapsed in its wake, followed by the left wall and the rear wall.

As the outer defenses of the Royal City were breached, the friendly soldiers let out a cheer; they had been fighting the Parasite Warriors to the brink of collapse, and this scene was deeply satisfying, sweeping away the stifling frustration in their chests.

After the outer defenses were destroyed, the shelling did not stop, pouring into the buildings within the Royal City; the first to bear the brunt was the tallest building in the center of the Royal City, the Imperial Palace.

Shell after shell, trailing exhaust flames, roared out and landed on the Imperial Palace; what happened afterward, Su Xiao was not sure, but after the surrounding walls were blasted down, in just over ten seconds, the entire Royal City turned into a sea of fire.

Amidst the flames, Parasite Warriors broke through the fire and scattered, running in all directions; they were not trying to hide in the underground of the Royal City, but during last night's purge, they had been gradually herded by friendly troops toward the perimeter of the Royal City and had no choice but to hide there.

The Parasite Warriors displayed unprecedented ferocity, braving the shelling to charge out from the ground one by one; the scene was like shoving a firecracker into a hornet's nest.

"Open fire!"

Shouts rose one after another; the friendly soldiers had already surrounded the Royal City, effectively encircling the Parasite Warriors as they charged out.

The sound of rifle fire was so dense it sounded like popping beans, heavy machine guns spat tongues of fire, and bullets poured into the center, causing the Parasite Warriors in the flames to fall in droves.

After more than half an hour, no more Parasite Warriors charged out from the fire-engulfed Royal City, and large areas of buildings had been razed, leaving only the Imperial Palace in the center still standing; on the outer walls of this building, one could vaguely see black mist drifting, protecting it within.

Su Xiao did not let Baha throw an Apollo; the enemy also had brains and knew the situation was hopeless, so they actually feigned weakness, deliberately letting some Parasite Warriors charge out, as the gluttonous feast of harvesting World Origin was yet to come.

The shelling continued—one hour, two hours, three hours.

The seventh level of the underground palace beneath the Royal City.

Thump, thump, thump...

Muffled sounds continued to come from above, and dust from the ceiling was shaken down.

Guang Mu sat in the corner, hugging her knees; before being ravaged by the White Night-style legion tactics, Guang Mu was an elegant, mysterious beauty who wore a black high-slit dress and, in any native world, always wore high heels, smiling while watching enemies die from her healing abilities.

But now, Guang Mu was covered in dirt and grime; she was pondering a very serious problem: the higher the tier, the fewer the Some Qiyuezhe, and the higher the probability of her encountering that guy; thinking of this, Guang Mu felt terrible.

In the past, she would always blend into a large group of scheming Some Qiyuezhe, working together to deal with the strongest boss in the world while considering how to snatch the kill rewards; as the saying goes, fighting with people is endless joy.

But now, everything had changed; she had encountered a bastard who brought tens or even hundreds of thousands of natives to besiege the big boss.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore; the underground palace has been blown through six levels, how the hell am I supposed to fight?"

A man with mechanical eyes slammed his terminal onto the ground, crushed a converter, and vanished from the spot, fleeing to some corner of this world.

Such items were not hard to get if the price was high enough, but there was one point: when fighting an enemy, it was basically impossible to use such items; to escape during intense combat, one needed rare items with detachment properties, which were not only scarce but, once used, would force one to leave the world, preventing world settlement and forfeiting all gains.

The Western Continent faction originally had over twenty Some Qiyuezhe, but after the general offensive began, more than a dozen Some Qiyuezhe on the battlefield were focused down by Alliance soldiers, with only two escaping; being focused by bullets was not the most fatal part—the deadly part was the true damage caused by the soldiers.

"I have 15,900 faction reputation points now."

A Some Qiyuezhe in combat gear sighed, their resolute face full of stories.

"Why not use them up?"

"Use them for what? I originally thought about killing some Alliance soldiers to accumulate 20,000 faction reputation points to exchange for that nematode-style skill scroll; who the hell knew they would suddenly launch a general offensive, and so fiercely."

"Who told you not to use up your faction reputation points earlier?"

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I wanted to too, but I just retreated back to the Royal City and found the faction officer had run away."

"Luckily, my faction reputation points were already used up."

"The faction officer running away is nothing; even the Three Knights have slipped away."

When the charm-type female Some Qiyuezhe said this, the sense of speechlessness in her heart was intense.

"Everyone, see you if fate allows."

Shui Ge crushed the gem in his hand; although he didn't say it explicitly, he couldn't take it anymore; he couldn't even see the enemy, the shelling from above had lasted for hours, and the human-wave tactics made him feel powerless.

Shui Ge's figure vanished, and Guang Mu sighed; her mood was extremely depressed; compared to others, she had more Western Continent reputation, a full 67,583 points, only 3,417 points away from being able to exchange for the 【Insect-Disaster Symbiosis】 Saint-Spirit-tier set.

This was also the reason Guang Mu hadn't left, as was the case with Tyrant, who had formed a temporary team with her; both had over 60,000 faction reputation points and were secretly competing for the 【Insect-Disaster Symbiosis】 Saint-Spirit-tier set.

Otherwise, both would have left long ago using their respective life-saving items; the same went for other Some Qiyuezhe—they were all reluctant to part with their faction reputation points, as leaving the Western Continent during wartime would instantly wipe them out.

"It can only be... this way, Kuku Lin Bai Ye."

Guang Mu gritted her teeth as she said the last few words; she looked at the crystal disk in her hand; as long as she used this, she could reach a random location on the Southern Continent, which was the destination she had pre-set.

Just as Guang Mu prepared to crush the crystal disk in her hand, a deafening explosion occurred above.

With a boom, the top defense of the seventh level of the underground palace could no longer hold, and golden flames spread along the cracks, surging through the underground palace.

Guang Mu retreated immediately; the golden flames rushing toward her scorched her cheeks until they ached, and a burnt smell drifted into her nostrils.

When the golden flames stopped spreading, Guang Mu looked upward; on the ceiling was a hole dozens of meters wide, and through the rising flames, Guang Mu saw the blue sky and white clouds~

"Ya-hoo~"

A black-blue afterimage streaked past, and Guang Mu also saw that on the back of this black-blue afterimage, there seemed to be a large dog, and that large dog was throwing explosives downward with its furry paws.

Several reduced-version Apollos landed in the underground palace; Guang Mu no longer hesitated and crushed the crystal disk in her hand.

Boom!!

The explosion occurred right beside Guang Mu's ears; she closed her eyes, and the only thought in her heart was: 'My faction reputation points are gone.'

"Scum!"

Amidst the Apollo explosion, a roar spread out; it was Tyrant, who stood in the flames like a war god, hard-tanking the explosion of the reduced-version Apollo.

Baha, soaring in the sky, saw this scene.

"Xiang Bubu, give him another dozen, throw them right in his face."

"Woof."

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang's attire was very interesting; not only was it wearing a steel helmet, but it had also put on its beloved aviator goggles.

Xiang Ignoring Bubu Wang raised its dog paw, closed one eye, calibrated the direction with its paw, and then used both paws to throw Apollos one after another.

In the golden flames, Tyrant stood firm, looking mighty, but in reality, he was hard-tanking the shockwaves generated by the explosions; a moment of relaxation would see him blasted to the edge, slammed into the wall, and unable to be pried out.

A reduced-version Apollo exploded in front of Tyrant; his head buzzed, and cracks even appeared on his skull.

Tyrant's eyes widened to the limit; although he was about to be blown into a grandson, he refused to accept it.

"Ah!!"

Amidst Tyrant's roar, Apollos were thrown down one after another, and the shelling continued incessantly; in the scorching sun, Tyrant gradually turned into charcoal and finally into ashes.

The shelling lasted for a full dozen hours before finally showing signs of subsiding; the Royal City had vanished, and a super-giant crater appeared on the ground, with the only intact building in the Royal City, the Imperial Palace, standing upside down in the giant crater.