Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 968 - 677: Dimensionality Reduction Strike
The ground attack arrived in an instant, yet whether it was the charged elemental projectiles from the Magic Crystal Cannon or the giant crossbow arrows fired by the defenders, all stopped in front of this shallow golden barrier, unable to cause even the slightest damage to the mysterious "fortress"...
Seeing this, the middle-aged mage was astonished:
"A Divine Arts defense barrier!?"
The ground’s attacks could do nothing to the "fortress" in the sky, and the behemoth in the sky became even more unrestrained.
It flew even lower...
One by one, the black cannons emerged from the side of the pod, aiming at the fortress below.
More precisely, aiming at the heavy crossbows and Magic Crystal Cannons that had just attacked the sky.
Seeing those familiar gun barrels, the middle-aged mage’s face turned grim: 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
"Magic Crystal Cannon..."
Those are also Magic Crystal Cannons!
And they are heavy Magic Crystal Cannons produced by the Imperial Central Magic Workshop!
Damn, how could the heavy Magic Crystal Cannons that reportedly even the Imperial Military didn’t equip much, appear here?!
Is it those damn smugglers again?!
The middle-aged mage was a mix of shock and anger.
However... the opponent’s attack had already begun.
The roaring sounded, the cannon muzzle flashed with dazzling light, and streams of blue charged elements shot forth, hitting the targets on the ground...
Under a deluge of magic fire, both the crossbows and Magic Crystal Cannons were cleared one by one.
Fortunately, the Magic Crystal Cannons consume a great deal of magic power.
The "fortress" in the sky also seemed not to have many super-quality Magic Stones.
The opponent, after just one round of attacks eliminating the forces on the ground that could threaten the sky targets, switched once again to Magic Stone Bombs.
However, although the damage from these Magic Stones inscribed with Blast Magic Array was not as terrifying as the Magic Crystal Cannon, the carpet bombing like a meteor shower brought even more severe damage to the fortress.
With one loud bang after another, Folzer Fortress quickly turned into a sea of fire.
The shouts of the soldiers were drowned in the explosion’s roar, and the middle-aged mage, with reddened eyes, shouted angrily at the guards:
"What about our Divine Arts defense barrier! Has it not been activated yet?!"
However, he was only met with a guard’s bitter expression:
"Captain, the priest said we just replaced the statue of the True God, and the power of faith gathered by the God of Dusk and Sunset in the city cannot activate the Divine Arts barrier for the time being..."
Middle-aged mage:...
Hearing this response, he felt his mind go blank.
The Divine Arts defense barrier is one of the core powers of a city’s defense. Without it, the city’s defense force is reduced by more than half.
There is no doubt that at this moment, the entire Folzer Fortress had become a sitting duck under the opponent’s attack.
Looking at the dire state of the surrounding castle, the middle-aged mage understood that after this round of assault... this solid fortress standing in Augus City might be finished.
However, if there was any luck, it was that Augus City was not the warfront at this moment, so even if Folzer Fortress suffered damage, and the garrison suffered heavy losses, it wouldn’t have a significant impact on the overall war situation.
Just, it was unknown whether it was the blessing of the Divine or if the carried Magic Stones were depleted, the bombing from the floating "fortress" did not last long.
After a round of carpet bombing, the roaring gradually grew sparse.
However, before the beleaguered garrison could catch a breath, the "fortress" in the sky underwent yet another change.
"Quick... quick look! That... what is that?"
The surviving soldier pointed skyward, exclaiming in terror.
The disheveled middle-aged mage looked up to see dazzling golden light suddenly flashing from the pod under the oval "fortress."
Obscure spatial fluctuations came forth, as one by one, golden arrays appeared in the sky.
The arrays were numerous, countless, quickly filling the entire sky, enveloping Augus City within.
Seeing the somewhat familiar arrays, the middle-aged mage finally cried out:
"Elf Summoning?!"
Elf Summoning!
He could not mistake it. It was the summoning array that appeared when using a deity’s statue to summon elves, a practice recently popular across the continent!
Thinking of this, the middle-aged mage finally panicked completely:
"Oh no!"
He quickly looked around, shouting:
"Where are the guards! The guards, where are they! Quickly notify all units, prepare for combat!"
However, no one responded.
The messenger guard following him had long been blown to pieces in an explosion, and the entire fortress was already in shambles.
The ground was littered with scattered gear, most of it twisted and stained with spattered blood.
Just, the number of corpses was very few...
However, though few bodies were seen, the middle-aged mage understood that the death toll was surely not small; he had witnessed many who turned to ash in the preceding bombings.
There was no doubt that the fortress, at this moment, had virtually lost its resistance.
Even the surviving soldiers had already lost their morale in the face of this inexplicable attack...
In the sky, the summoning arrays quickly consolidated.
Under the dazzling radiance, figures descended like gods from the heavens.
These were elves riding flying magical beasts. Their mounts diverse, griffins, dragons, giant eagles...
The mass of figures blotted out the sky, numbering at least several thousand.
They dispersed around the floating fortress and, upon materializing, took something from their arms and scattered it downward.
It fluttered down like snowflakes.
These turned out to be sheets of paper.
Soon, the papers were flying all over Folzer Fortress, with one landing directly on the middle-aged mage’s face.
He took it down, holding it in his hand.
The sheet wasn’t large, not much bigger than a palm.
It bore a declaration in Common Tongue of the land:
"The Evil God descends, the nobility has fallen, and the Fengye Territory drowns in water and fire..."
"Yet justice remains, and light endures."
"I, Sofia, favored of the Life Goddess, successor to the rightful lord of Fengye Territory, with two hundred thousand Elf Chosen Ones, hereby declare a holy war against the evil Red Maple Kingdom and the Fallen of the Abyss in the name of the True God!"
"The evil will not perish, and the fires of war will not extinguish!"
"I make a soul vow to the benevolent and great Life Goddess Eve—"
"After this war, peace and tranquility shall reign over all of Fengye Territory!"
"After this war, true transformation shall come to all the domain!"
"After this war, regardless of wealth or poverty, every citizen shall live a life of happiness and health!"
"People unwilling to be oppressed... pick up your weapons around you, and join us in eliminating and expelling these depraved Evil God believers!"
"Victory shall be ours!"
"The future shall be ours!"
"People of Fengye Territory..."
"For the glory of the Goddess, for a bright future, join us, and fight together!"
"..."
The declaration was short.
However, upon reading its contents, the middle-aged mage’s expression turned grim.
He suddenly raised his head, with a hint of terror in his gaze aimed at the elves in the sky.
"Holy war... the Elf Clan has launched a holy war!"
"How dare they? They really dare!"
The middle-aged mage was despondent, and gradually, he seemed to hear faint sounds of fighting and killing coming from outside the fortress...
Soon, a soldier with a pale face came before him, speaking fearfully:
"Captain, it’s not good! There are uprisings everywhere in the city!"
Ri... Riiots?!
The middle-aged mage was stunned.
Then, he erupted in anger:
"A bunch of lowly commoners dare to rebel against us?! Who do they think they are?!"
But, that anger quickly turned into terror, and from terror to bewilderment.
Especially when his eyes saw those elves riding magical beasts in the sky, beginning to fly towards the ground...
"For the glory of the Goddess!"
In mid-air, the elves’ passionate, vigorous shouts resounded.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged mage’s face finally turned utterly pale:
"It’s over..."
