Extraordinary pedigree

Whispering Square.

The final battle area: 22nd Street, Travelers Haven.

Boom——

On the battlefield intertwined with fireworks, dust was flying, artillery fire continued in the sky, and the dark night seemed like day.

Special Operator Mole was sitting in the operating cabin of the Titan-class heavy war mech. His retinal receiver suddenly lit up, and a series of crisp beeps sounded in his ears, followed by an emergency dispatch order.

Lines of commands lit up on the system interface, and a blueprint for the future battlefield seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

[Ding--]

[You have a transfer order from the office of the Director of the Bureau——]

[The transfer order has been opened——]

[1. Full mobilization: mobilize all available military forces, including Titan-class heavy war mechas, [Punisher I Soul Tank], [Street Fighting Beast] spiritual armored vehicles, and as many drone swarms as possible. Even if these units have suffered losses, every effort should be made to repair them and put them into battle.

2. Aerial bombing: Use Allied air power to conduct indiscriminate bombing of 22nd Street, Travelers Haven. Pay special attention to utilizing weapons that target the White Dragon, the tactical backbone of the White Dragon Army, for precise strikes, such as special magic ammunition or alchemical explosives.

3. Ground attack: Under the cover of aerial bombing, ground troops use blitz tactics to quickly enter the safe haven area and perform room-by-room cleaning. Special forces and unconventional warfare forces are also mobilized to carry out sabotage missions against enemy command centers, logistics stores, and any strategic resources. ]

[Mission countdown has started: 00:14:56.]

The mission countdown on the screen reminded the Mole that they had less than fifteen minutes left to prepare for all this.

"Huh~"

He took a deep breath, adjusted his sitting posture, tapped his fingers on the console a few times, activated the Titan's combat system, and prepared for this decisive battle.

The current situation on the battlefield is as follows:

The owner of the Dream Weaving House and the Shadow Weaver have arrived at Street 22, Traveler's Haven, which is the enemy's decisive battle area. The unconventional combat power is: 2.

The owners of the Dragon Breath Alchemy Workshop and the Lonely Voice family came in the White Dragon Army, and the cross street used for detours on the battlefield had been submerged by the remote control of the sea currents by the Lonely Voice family owner, so now the administration can only attack from one road.

As for the two family heads and large troops who came on board the White Dragon Army, according to the instructions of the French Dragoon allies, they will arrive at the decisive battle area in at most ten minutes, which means that the preparedness to intervene in unconventional combat is: 2 (the arrival time is :00:10:00)

Finally, there are the owners of the Star Gift family, the Winged Night Symphony family, and the Phantom Traveler Hotel family. Although they were cut off by the management's tactics, they also rushed to the decisive battle area after getting rid of the entanglement. The final unconventional combat power was: 3 (arrival time for: 00:20:00)

The regular troops of the seven major families have already gathered in the decisive battle area.

Halflings, dark elves, elves, nightwalkers, mermaids (mermaids), gnomes, and ghost wizard families have united to prepare to resist the final onslaught of the Authority.

If they withstand this last wave of strategic assaults, they will be able to recover from the blitzkrieg of the Administration, and the various battlefields cut off by the Administration can be connected again. They can also use this to extinguish the spread of the black-robed troops and the steel torrent. .

Dealing with the Management Bureau, mitigating the enemy's offensive, and gaining time to replenish the rear, using delaying tactics in exchange for the Whispering Square to have enough time to prepare for a full-scale war, it is said to be: trading space for time.

Now both sides have entered the final stage of the decisive battle. Whether the Management Bureau will take over the Whispering Plaza or the Whispering Plaza will successfully resist the invasion of the Management Bureau will all depend on the battle and counter-battle in the last fifteen minutes.

Therefore, as Mole, the special operator of the Administration, and the Stamped Priest who gave the gift of the Ohm Messiah, Rich Robert decided to attack No. 22 Street, Traveler's Haven, at any cost.

Even if the land in front of him is turned into scorched earth and a meat grinding ground, he will still seize the portal there and let the great Om Messiah rule this world!

[You have activated [Brimstone Fire] suicide attack mode——]

[Current number of aircraft: 1.5 groups (a total of approximately 1501 drones)——]

[Explosives and special incendiary agents have been blessed——]

[Scorched Earth War Begins! ]

Buzz——

Buzz——

Buzz buzz——

As night fell, 22nd Street, Travelers Haven, ushered in an unprecedented battle after dusk. Under the shining starlight, 1,501 [Brimstone Fire] drone swarms were like a dark tide, soaring rapidly from the control center of the Administration and converging towards the heart of Whispering Square - 22nd Street, Travelers' Haven. .

Each of these drones is loaded with enough explosives and incendiary agents to destroy an area. They draw almost invisible tracks in the night sky, silent and deadly.

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boom--

As the first drone hit the target, the first dazzling fire suddenly ignited in the night sky.

On Street 22, Travelers Haven, where night fell, the troops of the seven major families were surrounded by endless panic and chaos.

The firelight danced wildly in the darkness, and the roar of explosions and the screams of drones penetrated the entire battlefield, forming a symphony of doomsday.

The halfling mages of the Star Gift family had relied on astrology to accurately predict the direction of the battle, but now they were unable to stop the explosives raining down from the sky.

"There are too many, it's impossible to predict..."

The forecasters on the front line looked desperately at the cracked crystal ball. Before they could say anything more, there was a buzzing sound in the sky, and they subconsciously raised their heads.

boom--

Their eyes reflected the light in the sky, a beacon of their doom and a source of despair.

Flames were raging, smoke was filling the air, and screams were coming one after another. It was like a scene from hell unfolding on the battlefield.

Boom boom——

Then came countless explosions, which formed a deafening symphony in the quiet night sky.

Each explosion point was like the fury tearing through the night, illuminating the surrounding buildings and reflecting the disturbed faces.

"Where are the shadow troops? Use your arrows to shoot down these monsters..."

Boom boom——

"No!!!"

The Shadow Interweaver family is hiding in the shadows. Their dark elf assassins were quietly destroying the enemy's logistics on the eve of the war, but now, they can only peek at the flames and drones carried by the drones in the shadows they cast. How death consumes everything.

Their invisibility and transformation skills were so powerless in the face of such firepower that they could only watch their compatriots wailing in the sea of ​​fire.

Fire and smoke quickly took over every corner, dyeing the area a doomsday red.

Boom boom boom——

"No matter what method you use, you must resist me!!!"

"Sound waves interfere with them..."

"Put out the fire! Put out the fire quickly!"

"Isolation zone, draw an isolation zone, don't let the fire continue to spread!!!"

On the ground, the defensive power of Whispering Square awakened in the light of the fire. Thaumatologists and warriors of all races hurriedly set up defenses, trying to form a barrier with various magic and thaumaturgy.

The music mages of the Winged Night Symphony Family once controlled the battlefield with melody, but now their instruments can only play sad melodies.

The roar of every explosion overwhelmed their music, every ray of light punctured the song of courage they were trying to construct.

Many of them were forced to put down their instruments and pick up weapons, but under such horrific attacks, their fight became more of a hopeless struggle.

The illusionists of the Dream Weaving House family were trying to construct illusions in the smoke, trying to confuse the enemy's sight. They had been frightened out of their wits by the "demon" in the meat grinder, and they had completely ignored whether it was of any use. Now I just want to find an outlet to rebel against these demons.

But when the real torrent of fire and iron came, those delicate illusions were easily torn apart, just like their fragile hopes, shattered in an instant.

The water mages and mermaid warriors of the Lonely Voice family struggle to survive in the street waters. Their water magic can usually control the rhythm of the entire battlefield.

However, when fire and smoke covered everything, even the most surging tide could only retreat powerlessly, and their magic seemed so insignificant in front of the sea of ​​fire.

The drone's suicide attack was too sudden, and although their reaction was quick, they still faltered.

boom--

Boom boom——

Boom boom boom——

Flames and explosions turned the entire block into ruins. From time to time, firelight shot up into the sky among the remaining bricks and broken walls. Every light heralded another impact.

The [Brimstone Fire] in the air continued to strike accurately according to the preset coordinates. Their actions were not only physical destruction, but also psychological blows.

Each explosion not only destroyed the physical defenses, but also planted the seeds of fear in the hearts of the soldiers in Whisper Square.

The Administration demonstrated its overwhelming technological and firepower superiority in the air. This display of power was undoubtedly intended to completely destroy the enemy's will to resist.

At this moment, every corner of 22nd Street in Travelers Haven is filled with smoke and wailing.

Under cover of fire, the Authority's ground forces began to approach the enemy's last line of defense.

22nd Street, Traveller's Haven, was reduced to a scorched earth during the final battle at Whispering Square.

The sky became extremely dim due to the reflection of explosions and flames, and thick smoke billowed, obscuring the originally starry night sky.

The scorched earth strategy left the entire area in ruins, with buildings scorched by artillery fire and destroyed fortifications everywhere.

boom--

Hissssss——

Hissssssss————

The ground shook with each round of shelling, and the smell of gunpowder and burning hung in the air.

The huge [Basilisk] self-propelled artillery and other artillery units continued to roar on the front line. The roar of the huge artillery echoed in the battle zone, and the explosions were connected together. Each explosion turned the enemy's defense points into ashes.

The muzzle flash of the artillery was as terrifying as the gates of hell, and the tongues of flame and smoke seemed to be the hands of the devil destroying everything.

At the same time, infantry units - including special forces and mechanized infantry - advanced rapidly using dispersed formation tactics under constant artillery coverage.

They used smoke screens and ruins on the battlefield as bunkers to attack the remaining enemy positions in an orderly manner.

The steps of the black-robed operators were firm and fast, each step stepping on the scorched ground, and the thumping sound seemed to announce the end of the enemy's fate.

The fast mobile force's [Street Fighting Beast] spiritual armored vehicle and [Punisher I Soul Tank], under the cover of firepower, crush all obstacles that hinder their progress.

The heavy tracks of these armored vehicles left deep tracks on the charred ground. They quickly cleared obstacles and enemy defense points on the road, and continued to advance forward like iron currents on the battlefield.

Driven by these mechanized troops, every inch of land on 22nd Street in Travelers Haven was completely captured, leaving only traces of destruction and traces of victory on the battlefield.

Countless soldiers in the square fell in a pool of blood. Occasionally, the black-robed officers of the Administration encountered a few struggling injured people with broken limbs and arms. They would mercifully raise their bolt guns and slam their heads on them. Pull the trigger.

Bump, bump, bump——

In this stage of war and destruction, the troops of the Authority are like a ruthless sickle, harvesting the lives and hopes of the enemy. Once the ashes disperse, a new order will be born on this scorched land.

Qiang——

The administration's fast mobile troops charged forward, and the iron-like armored vehicles and tanks formed an overwhelming force on the battlefield. However, a bright light suddenly appeared and cut an armored vehicle in front of it in half.

"Agency!!!"

“Bloody heaven!!!”

Amidst the coverage of artillery fire and the roar of machinery, two figures stood out in the firelight - the head of the Dream Weaving House and the head of the Shadow Interweaver, one holding the [Sparkler's Sword] and the other holding the [Dark Night Spear].

Their faces were filled with anger and hatred, but the flames of struggle were still burning in their eyes.

When the drone swarm saw the two, they immediately flew towards them quickly.

bump--

bump--

The [Dark Night Spear] of Eric Darkweaver, the head of the Shadow Interweaver family, demonstrated its terrifying power. The dark tentacles were like sharp arrows under the night, hitting the high-speed flying drones accurately, and each blow brought Take a few drones and drag them from the sky into the abyss of death.

"It's just some ingenuity. Terra's genealogy will only use these foreign objects!"

Eric Anori, who had a gift from the gods on his wrist, looked forward with contempt.

Later, when faced with two family heads with unconventional combat capabilities, the think tank of the Management Bureau reacted equally quickly and ruthlessly.

The fire command center quickly adjusted the direction of the artillery fire, and round after round of shells poured down like a heavy rain towards the area where the two family heads were.

The drones in the sky also reorganized, dropping a series of precision-guided bombs and launching suicide attacks in an attempt to suppress these two powerful enemies that hindered their progress.

Under this fierce firepower, the two family heads were forced to find bunkers to temporarily avoid direct line of fire confrontation.

On the scorched earth, Leila Dreamweaver, the head of the Dreamweaver family, nimbly dodged the intensive firepower of the Administration. Fireballs and shells exploded around her, kicking up dust and gravel.

Her figure looked particularly firm and agile in the firelight. She held the long sword in her hand, and her eyes revealed determination and unyielding. The [Shineer Long Sword] released a bright light when she swung it. Every time she swung the sword, armor was cut into pieces. The two halves, its sharp sword energy directly tore apart one armored vehicle after another.

Then, facing the fire net, they quickly took cover.

At this moment, hiding behind a destroyed bunker, Laila turned to Eric, the head of the Shadow Interweaver family. Although his face was still tired, his eyes were shining with revenge.

During the brief respite from the battle, Laila's voice was urgent and low:

"Eric, can you use a divine object to enter the saint state again?"

Eric adjusted the hand holding the Dark Night Spear, slowly stood up straight, looked at the firepower rolling in from the distance, and replied: "My injury has almost recovered now, and I can summon [Dark Night] again. Miss]."

"Then it's time. The Administration has used all its cards. They can't do anything to us now. Eight and a half minutes have passed and reinforcements are almost here."

Laila Mengwei raised the [Shining One Sword] with her right hand, and wiped the sword with her left hand, letting the blood bathe the sword.

"I'm ready for God to descend."

Their eyes met in the firelight and smoke, and they both felt the impending turn.

Although the surrounding battlefield is dangerous, they all know that this may be a critical moment to turn the tide of the war.

"Now, the advantage is on my side!"

Having said that, the two of them activated their magical weapons at the same time in perfect agreement.