1567 Chapter 1395: Magic Cannons
While Althea was toying with her enemy back in the Infinity Maze, Alex's location, things were dire for his enemy after he deployed another one of his trump cards.
BOOM! BOOM!
This situation isn't looking good.
Vandal felt breathless. He laid behind the hill miserably with a complete lack of grace. Large holes were blasted in his left chest and half of his skull. Ordinary Undead Creatures would have died to the attacks, but fortunately for him, as a Lich who was an expert in alchemy, he had many more ways to protect himself. But even so, he sensed his strength fading away quickly. Logically speaking, he should return to his campsite and heal himself immediately. However, he didn't have the time for that. He gritted his shattered teeth and felt more anxiety and frustration than ever before.
He was sure that the enemy didn't just received the help of the Dawn Valkyries a few days ago and it was apparent from their plan to instantly eliminate his 300 Necromancers in a single wave of attacks. The Dawn Valkyries were the natural enemies of Mages. During the Big War, countless Liches who were much stronger than Vandal harbored grudges against the Dawn Valkyries' sacred arrows and he counted himself as fortunate to survive. At this moment, he gazed ahead with his magic eye tool and realized that he made a huge mistake. It was obvious that it was premeditated and the enemy had sniped his Necromancers. If not, the Dawn Valkyries would have wiped out his air troops easily beforehand. Instead, the enemy mobilized them to only launch their attacks after the Necromancers revealed themselves. This left him baffled and another thought came to his mind.
Since the enemy has the Dawn Valkyries for support, does it mean that he still has other trump cards?
Vandal glanced at the battlefront. Just a few more steps and the Undead Army would arrive at the base of the city walls.
Although he lost quite a number of troops to the holy spears, the Undead Army led by the Skeletal Trolls pushed forward determinedly. As long as they reached the city walls...
'So why do I feel so uncertain?'
Alex decided to use another one of his trump cards, by relying on the magical orb whose structure he was learning, he created a mirage, he decided to copy the Valkyries Army for this mirage,.
In the blink of an eye, a thousand more Valkyries Army emerged in midair. They didn't seem any different from the real deal, but the only difference was their crystal-clear bodies. Alex stretched out a finger. Then, this crystal army launched forward like sharp blades and punctured the shadow in the sky mercilessly.
Vandal watched in disbelief. At this moment, he felt like a strong man who thought that he could easily win this battle, but was forced into the corner, cowering and begging a skinny rascal to spare his life. The fortress became a ferocious beast with its jaws snapped open at its prey. The formation which he gathered to strengthen his attacks seemed useless now. Although both sides were in a stalemate, he was sure that if this continued.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dazzling radiances that streaked across the night sky disrupted his thoughts. He looked up frantically—a gigantic battleship gradually emerged from behind the mountain with its hull facing the battlefield. Shortly after, another string of glaring brilliance erupted.
The momentum has shifted.
Vandal understood clearly that he was guaranteed to lose this battle if this continued. The enemy was ready and had been waiting for him to take the bait. As a commander, he was aware that the Undead Army's struggles were only instinctive. The emergence of the magic cannons and Valkyries Army became the last straw that overwhelmed the balance. If he didn't come up with changes, it would be almost inevitable that he would fail.
Almost... but it wasn't for sure. If he held a powerful force to completely overwhelm the enemy, he might still stand a chance to defeat them and conquer the fortress!
Vandal turned around and gazed at the back. The spiritual flames in his eyes burned intensely as though he was making a tough decision. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pulled a Necromancer toward him.
"Report to the commander that the situation is critical and we need reinforcements!"