Air Combat

Boom—

"Damn it."

A Tier 7 warrior, mounted atop an 8th-tier griffin, swiftly evaded two clusters of glaive wurms.

Unexpectedly, the moment the glaive wurms streaked past him, they suddenly erupted in violent explosions.

Blinding flashes of fire burst in mid-air.

The griffin beneath him beat its wings rapidly, performing a side roll to stabilize itself.

Although the griffin was undeniably powerful—this one in particular possessing the strength of Tier 8—this was aerial combat after all. If its wings were injured or it took a direct hit from a high-powered attack, it would be in grave danger.

The knight on its back roared, his hands erupting with brilliant light as he slashed a blade of light toward targets dozens of meters away.

Three rapidly approaching scourges instantly collided with the blade of light, resulting in a deafening blast.

Shifting his gaze, he realized the entire sky was filled with explosions.

In the distance, the sun-blotting swarms continued to arrive. Scourges flew in rows, wave after wave, charging toward their air force.

The weaker Falcon Knights found it exceptionally difficult to withstand even a single wave.

While the griffins were tough and hardy, they too struggled against the constant stream of ambushes.

Pfft—

The griffin opened its mouth and spat out searing lava.

The molten rock, wreathed in flames, instantly traveled a hundred meters, incinerating five or six scourges along the way and striking a mutalisk.

"Roar!!"

The mutalisk let out a terrifying shriek. Its wings were melted, yet its body remained floating in the air, rapidly closing in on him and launching a large cluster of glaive wurms.

Buzz—

The weapon in his hand emitted a powerful light, forming a shield that blocked the incoming glaive wurms.

After the wave of explosions, the knight suffered internal injuries and spat out blood.

"These creatures are so strong."

With no magic cores or human-like martial techniques, it was difficult to gauge their true strength.

Yet, a single wave had injured him despite his use of vitality for protection.

Seeing the mutalisk approach again, the griffin beneath him suddenly burst with light, instantly flickering to the enemy's side and plunging a claw through its core.

Rip—

The mutalisk was torn in half by sheer force.

Green blood and flesh fell from the sky.

Before he could celebrate, a dozen glaive wurms flew in from the distance, accompanied by dozens of banelings, all closing in on the griffin.

Boom boom boom boom...

Though its reaction speed was fast, scourges and glaive wurms didn't necessarily need to make direct contact to explode.

Amidst the violent thunder, a brilliant fireball bloomed in the sky.

From within the billowing smoke, a knight plummeted toward the ground.

The 8th-tier griffin was also covered in wounds. Most of its sturdy scales were shattered, and blood dripped from its body.

The griffin turned to look around. Through its blurred vision, it saw dozens more scourges flying toward it one after another, slamming into its body.

Boom boom boom!

Its wings were finally blown off. Though not yet dead, the griffin ultimately fell from the sky.

Within its sight, countless Falcon Knights and griffins were fighting these terrifying enemies.

Victory might come in the end, but glory would no longer belong to this one.

...

Fiery clouds covered the sky.

The crimson light of blood dyed the entire land red.

The swarm soon broke through the defense line and began launching suicide attacks against the ground fortifications in waves.

Accompanied by the sounds of air jets and flapping wings, rows of scourges slammed into the invisible magical barrier.

The thunderous booms could be heard by everyone in the city.

It felt as if the ground itself was trembling.

"It looks like the apocalypse."

Walking out the gates, Lord Gor looked at the battlefield in the sky, his expression incredibly complex.

In a nearby square, another batch of 300 griffins took off to meet the enemy.

But there were too many enemies.

In the distance, the endless flat plains met the rolling mountains.

The swarm, composed primarily of roaches and zerglings, had unknowingly occupied the entire landscape.

On the other side of the city, after a massive legion battle, another main force—having lost over 30,000 insects—arrived at the scene.

Eventually, the swarm converging on the north would reach 150,000, while the south would reach 20,000.

The remaining tens of thousands, along with the locust legions, were striking Kingdom forces attempting to provide support from various regions.

It could be said that this magnificent capital was now isolated and without help.

...

Xia Jin's projection sat on the back of a roach. As the main army reached a distance of three kilometers from the enemy, the roar of cannon fire erupted from the Kingdom's walls.

Seconds later, bursts of blinding light erupted within the swarm's charge line.

Dust was blasted dozens of meters into the air, and the bodies of zerglings were torn to shreds amidst the rampaging magical energy.

Unlike the magic crystal cannons encountered before, the cannons in the Kingdom's capital were specially made. They had recently introduced technology from the Empire, giving the cannon fire the power of 200 to 300mm artillery from her previous life. The various types of magic contained within caused the explosive penetration to soar.