Chapter 150: War Weapons from Ancient Times

Everyone, whether Dark Elf or surface-dweller, even including Li En, had underestimated the "Beasts" and the "Beast Princes."

They were powerful existences from ancient times, survivors of the "Demon Tide War," and survivors who had endured countless racial wars.

"Isn't it just a batch of cultists from the Beast Cult? The offspring of the false god they worship don't look very strong."

These newcomers of the new era subconsciously gauged the "Beasts" and the "Beast Princes" by the strength of the "Beast Cult."

But in reality, they were truly unrelated.

Do blind fans worshipping ancient monsters have any comparability with the ancient monsters themselves?

"The descendants of traitors seem to have underestimated us. They truly take us for mindless beasts. This is good; we need time to grow." The Beast Princes perhaps lacked human hearts, yet possessed the wisdom and knowledge inherited through ten thousand years.

The pure white Beast Princes made the judgment of "showing weakness to the enemy" based on the current situation.

They actively concealed their abilities and wisdom, longing for their opponents to grant them more time to develop.

But the real them were already accustomed to the most cruel slaughter and possessed their own way of fighting; how could they possibly entrust their fate to an opponent's relaxation?

"Prepare several contingencies. Let us act in batches."

They were even willing to mix with the filthy and foul-smelling descendants of traitors (the Beast Cult), pretending to be merely low-intelligence combat beasts. "Idol fans" were excitedly serving the Beasts.

Thus, before these "cannon fodder" were exhausted, they would not attract too much attention.

However, this did not mean they had not prepared to act personally.

"Prepare 'that'."

"Are you saying 'that'? Is it necessary?" One Beast Prince was somewhat doubtful, wondering if this was too extreme and if it might go out of control and damage the seal of the underground ruins.

"It will only be activated when necessary. If destroying the entire underground world helps save 'Father', I think it is worth it."

"Agreed." After a simple discussion received unanimous approval, they acted in batches.

Two went to feign friendship with the Beast Cult, making them the claws of the Beasts, and also took the opportunity to find suitable "maidens" to gain immediate combat power as soon as possible.

The others, two of whom had actually been busy all along, were silently preparing somewhere using their authority. Even if they had unfortunately encountered trouble, they had not leaked this intelligence.

This work, therefore, stalled.

But afterwards, the Beast Prince who had contracted with the Magical Girl, having confirmed the situation and returned, directly continued this work.

Now, perhaps, was the time to activate it.

"Is this your preparation?"

Even "White," whose emotions were suppressed, froze for several seconds when looking up at "it."

"Yes, this is our method of fighting from the past. Sometimes, the simpler it is, the stronger it is. After all, gravity is just such a thing."

When "White" learned of all this, it was the final time node before the battle.

Before this final battle occurred, she was only then informed of this "secret weapon."

"Come on, White, we need you to activate it."

To deal with this destined life-and-death battle, the Beast Prince, bringing his own Magical Girl, specially activated this long-prepared trump card.

It was a "great project" they had begun planning the moment they left the seal.

From that moment on, a large number of "small beasts (human-beast form)" had been working overtime for the Beast Prince until now.

The Beasts of the authority of "Direction" and "Gravity" were extremely powerful for digging mountains; those hard rocks floated up one by one, and the upright human-beasts cut through the stone like mud.

Even for most of the time, the Beast Princes themselves were working personally on this "great project."

But now, it was completed.

It was a mountain.

Perhaps, it had once been a mountain.

The former rock walls had been hollowed out, and a "prototype" had appeared.

What "White" saw looking up was an endless artificial wall, merely one corner of it.

Where she stood, debris constantly fell; the falling huge stones could easily crush mortals to death. Perhaps even houses made of rock would be smashed.

Furthermore, occasionally individual "small beasts" fell down. The height was so absurd that those who exhausted their strength simply fell to their deaths.

Those who did not die on the spot were left as a pile of unmovable rotten flesh.

Using all their strength to complete it was originally the command of the superiors; they were merely executing it obediently.

"Can it really move?" White found it somewhat incomprehensible.

"It couldn't before, but with you... it can." The Beast Prince, looking at the progress, was quite satisfied. Ancient knowledge told him that the "ultimate weapon" belonging to his race was about to be completed.

Massive resources and beast power, starting from the Beast Prince, had been used on this seemingly meaningless place.

They were merely constantly digging, constantly digging.

And now, it had taken shape; it only needed one last day of processing to be usable.

If anyone truly witnessed it, they would doubt their own eyes.

"Foolish descendants of traitors, let your filthy blood see this war technique from ancient times."

Although spoken with great pride, in the end, it was merely a...

"What a huge ball, but can it really roll?" When a sphere reaches a certain size, can such a degree of smoothness really allow it to move?

Yes, this "oldest war machine" was merely a ball.

But it was absurdly huge.

So huge that even a giant dragon before it was just an ant to be casually crushed.

"With you, it can." The Beast Prince recalled past memories; the Magical Girl capable of wielding the authority of gravity was precisely the ultimate power source for this weapon.

Time passed; the processing on the last day was also arduous, but under the direct operation of the Magical Girl, it was finally completed on schedule.

"Clang!" Accompanied by a crisp sound, the last blocking stone was knocked away.

"Boom!" It moved.

The rounded "individual," a boulder being pushed, a "surface planet" as if from mythology, began to slowly rotate.

"Control it." And the magical girl landed on top of it.

One was not enough; another magical girl who had just made a contract followed up.

The dual authorities of "Gravity" and "Direction" were activated, guiding that pure physical monster toward the direction the creator required.

In ancient times, such massive stones destroyed city after city, but now, it charged toward a group of interstellar nests from another realm.

——

The reasons for war usually boil down to only two.

Survival, or development.

The latter can still be negotiated, but the former... on what basis do you tell others, other races, not to live?

"It has begun."

Between the beasts and the mind flayers, only one could survive; the first to attack was the beast horde, which had never had much patience to begin with.

But contrary to everyone's expectations among the witnesses, the first to strike was actually the top-tier combat power that was supposed to be the trump card.

Cruel wars are sometimes like this: the more dominant the ace, the faster they strike and the more ruthless they are.

The pure-white magical girl slowly rose into the air, bringing her own gift.

It was a massive object rolling gradually toward them.

"Is this thing a bit ridiculous?"

Li En, from a distance at this moment, secretly rejoiced that he had not gotten too close to the battlefield.

Under the gaze of all eyes, a huge "sphere" slowly rolled over.

It seemed determined to crush its opponent with a stone? It sounded like nothing more than an insignificant marble?

But if that marble had already crushed stone pillars as tall as high-rise buildings along its path.

And if its mere movement created cracks and tremors in the earth?

"If this thing were sent to Menzoberranzan, it could probably roll like a bowling ball and smash right through the city walls!"

Perhaps this was its original design goal: to turn cities into ruins.

Simple and brutal, the massive stone was already the maximum volume the entire Underdark could accommodate.

After all, it was a product processed from a massive rock cut from a cliff face.

"Boom!"

As it rolled, even from over a kilometer away, Li En still felt the earth shaking wildly; the light-bodied members of the squad were even knocked straight into the air.

It was not smooth enough; the beasts' craftsmanship could not achieve such precision. Theoretically, this massive stone should be completely incapable of rolling... but with the authority of Gravity added, the so-called "theory" no longer existed.

It rolled faster and faster, and the earth trembled harder and harder.

"This is the beast, this is the magical girl?"

Li En suddenly realized: perhaps Purple Rose was too easy to deal with, or perhaps the snake's abilities were not displayed so clearly, causing him to instinctively underestimate just how ridiculous a "magical girl" truly was.

They were dominant existences capable of making goddesses retreat. This was still an immature magical girl; "White" had likely been a magical girl for less than two months, yet having inherited her predecessor's power system, she was already capable of physically destroying a city.

Now, under the command of her contracted beast, the magical girls were even directly employing ancient methods of warfare.

Under such a colossal entity, before such simple and pure power, what use were slight supernatural abilities or psychic resistances?

"Crash!"

A tower set up by the mind flayers was smashed apart just like toy bowling pins hit by a bowling ball—no, from Li En's perspective, it looked more like a large truck directly crushing a small basketball!

In just an instant, Li En could feel the despair of their opponents.

Before such an existence, what use were the mind flayers' powerful psychic abilities?

"Crash!"

Its speed was slow; it was clear that the magical girls floating in the air were at their limit just controlling it from going out of control.

But whether they were beast-kin slaves or gray dwarf shield guards, staring up at the massive stone that stretched beyond their view, they were all crushed into a smear of filth amidst their confusion.

The slave warriors controlled by psychic powers could not retreat even in death, yet their deaths at this moment seemed utterly meaningless.

"Boom."

Whatever trenches, whatever temporary walls, were all turned into rubble.

One after another, fully loaded military camps turned into mud basins of minced meat in the panic.

A shell-shaped warship urgently ascended; it seemed to intend to use the tentacles on the ship to block this massive stone—no, it was fleeing!

"Crack!"

Then, this "space warship" also turned into scraps.

Countless fireballs, telekinetic blasts, and psychic abilities were hurled at it... but the highest they shot did not even reach one-tenth of the massive stone's height; these desperate attempts at blocking were utterly meaningless.

Just as the Beast Prince said, this ridiculously simple method of combat, paired with "Deer's" authority of Gravity, was completely unsolvable.

It gradually approached the mind flayer brain's nest, looking as though it was about to turn it into rubble.

Even though most of the mind flayer base's structures were underground... the depth of the crater left after the massive stone rolled over would be enough to turn all creatures in the underground structures into meat patties.

The Brain might soon become "Brain Sauce."

But was the opportunity for the Mind Flayer Empire's revival truly ending right here?

"Hum!"

Suddenly, from the open ground passage, two massive antlers extended outward.

Pale black light gathered, then crashed forward with a sudden, violent force.

(End of this chapter)