Ch. 279 - War Fire (1)

The Tower's War Command had the final say in the Tower's war affairs. All its members were experienced transdimensional mages, usually at least level seven, with some close to becoming Great Archmages.

The highest officer in name was Mayer the Great Archmage, though Mayer rarely got involved.

This department was present in every Tower and had the same responsibilities. All of them, except the one from the Third Tower, were connected. They shared information and worked together to tackle the toughest external war issues.

One such issue was the Dilus race.

When Transcendent Mage Wilde's application was submitted, it was instantly approved. He was quickly transported to the real Tower outside the Mage World.

All the mages of the War Commands were there, and even Mayer had sent an avatar. Wilde was momentarily surprised and bowed, "Your Truthfulness."

They called the Great Archmage Mayer "Your Truthfulness," meaning the one closest to the truth of the world.

Mayer nodded kindly and said, "I didn't expect news about the Dilus. Share the information with everyone."

...

In the Land of Divine Revelation...

The broods of the seven Angels were shattered, revealing their ugly, scarred bodies. They rolled on the ground, shaking the mountains, but the pain that reached their souls was unavoidable.

After being scorned by Adam twice, the Devourer's patience reached its limit. He roared:

"War!"

"Start the war immediately! Destroy them, kill the Titans, capture that pathetic weakling!"

"If any more accidents happen before I finish corroding the Origin, I won't hesitate to replace all of you with new capable Angels."

"Remember, this is your last chance!"

...

Adam had actually seen the war coming.

The moment it came, all the Titans heard the earth-shaking roar.

The high-level Metal Eaters, sleeping in underground nests, woke up and rushed to the surface.

The rift starting from the boundary line was so long and wide it seemed endless.

The altar paused its energy transfer to the Devourer, using stored energy to support the broods and other Metal Eaters.

As eighty-one energy pillars shot into the sky, the Titans finally knew the exact number of the altars---counting the destroyed ones, there were ninety-nine.

In each altar, the broods, originally serving as energy nodes, detached and flew to the front lines.

The Titans always knew there were many Metal Eaters, but they never imagined there were so many. The entire front line was shrouded in darkness. Countless Metal Eaters flew in the sky and crawled on the ground, blocking out the sun.

"They're here."

Iron 27, Qi 31, and the other high-level Intelligents had rushed from the inland to the front line, and now they were standing on the walls of Ironburg.

They looked at the horizon where the Metal Eaters swarm connected heaven and earth, and stayed silent for a long time.

"27, considering the current situation, we should completely rethink our strategy now. Taking the offensive is a dead end, and I doubt we can even defend properly. There are just too many of them. Damn it, why can they reproduce so much?" Qi 31 said, as he patted his head in frustration.

As the commander of Ironburg, Iron 27 couldn't complain or show any negative emotions. He said in a deep voice, "Report our preparations to me, now."

"Seven legions, totaling twenty-one thousand warriors, have assembled. Additionally, two thousand newborns make up the logistics force, equipped with new mechanical arms and ready for work."

"The floating fortress has reached its designated position."

"All military supplies stocked."

"Energy blocks stored, exceeding the requested standard by three hundred percent."

"Large-scale weapon self-checks, done."

"The improved defense shield has been inspected and is on standby, ready for full operation."

Iron 27's voice echoed throughout the city, "Everyone, we are now facing a battle of life and death. In this battle, the enemy will not spare us even a chance to breathe."

At that moment, a massive ripple shattered everything around as it spread through the distant sky. The earth and sky trembled.

Iron 27 took a deep breath and shouted, "We swear to defend Ironburg. As long as the city stands, we stand; if the city falls, we fall."

"Flames never die! Let's fight on!"

In Ironburg, in Karon, in Blade City, in Furnace Town, similar words were spoken by every frontline commander. Despite the absence of martial law, not a single Titan retreated. They went to the battlefield with a determination to fight to the death, seeking life through death.

Under the pressure of their own death, the Angels chose the most direct way to attack. They reproduced within themselves, creating countless broods, viewing their kin as expendable. Both they and the Devourer shared the belief that "I am the race itself; my survival ensures the race's continuation."

There was no probing, no need for strategy---the Metal Eaters' mode of warfare was a sheer numbers game. They employed an all-encompassing rain of energy, group charges, and suicidal attacks... They didn't care about the deaths of their kin. To break the defense shield, to kill even one low-level Titan, they were willing to sacrifice thousands.

They paid no heed to formation. Even if the attacks from the rear Metal Eaters killed those at the front, there was not a moment's hesitation.

Support Titans acted as nodes, slipping into the defense shield according to the formations Adam had redesigned. They endured various rays and fluids.

Energy Titans hid within the defense shield, surrounded by piles of energy blocks, firing mechanically. As one batch exhausted their energy, another immediately took their place, ensuring continuous fire. Behind them, a large group of newborn Titans with mechanical arms worked frantically, striving to complete maintenance and cooling in the shortest possible time.

Combat Titans raised various new weapons and shields. Under the command of officers at all levels, they charged out of the city in groups, fearlessly engaging in close combat with the Metal Eaters. They vowed to protect their people with their bodies and lives.

Every moment, a Titan fell. When faced with inevitable death, they would self-destruct their Flames without hesitation, taking their enemies with them. They did this to prevent their comrades from trying to save them, which would only result in more casualties.

Above the battlefield, out of sight of ordinary transcendent beings, the Titan Royals nearly emptied their ranks to intercept the transcendent Metal Eaters. They fought with all their might to prevent more enemies from reaching the front lines.

Ten days into the war, the entire front line had risen three meters higher, because of the metal from Metal Eater corpses and the huge remains of Titans.

Both races had thrown everything into the war from the beginning.

Adam did not go to the front lines. He was discussing with Lord Svorsi how to strengthen the Titans.

The war situation was already very clear. The Titans, whether in strength or numbers, were at a disadvantage.

For over four thousand years, they had fought to defend this vast land, but now it could no longer harbor them. Instead, because of its vastness, the front lines were stretched too thin, so the Titans' defenses were spread too wide and weakened.

Adam had a new plan. He wanted to make a decision with the Royals. He thought they needed to abandon some cities and transform others.

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