Chinatsu gave a mental thumbs-up to her "stage effects." Outwardly, she maintained the cold and arrogant expression of Heavenly Judgment Herrscher, while internally relying on the The core of reason to keep her sanity in check and prevent her ego from immediately inflating.
However, the effect was minimal; she even slightly lifted her chin, acting as if this horrifying torrent of monsters—which were enough to cause an ordinary person a mental breakdown and were pouring out of the spatial rifts—were merely the most insignificant extension of her will, a perfectly natural prelude to the coming destruction.
Facing this overwhelming tide of "Honkai Beasts," which surged forth like a swarm of insects from a portal to hell, even the well-trained DEM Company troops on the ground inevitably showed a momentary disturbance and hesitation.
The visual impact and psychological pressure caused by these monsters, which had never appeared in any database or combat record and radiated pure malevolence and distorted forms, were unprecedented.
However, Ellen Mathers' cold voice resonated across the entire force through the communication channel, stabilizing morale: "Maintain formation! They are nothing more than energy constructs and spatial projection tricks! Concentrate fire and annihilate them!"
At the same time, she looked up at the DEM aerial battleship hovering high in the sky and sternly ordered:
"Aerial units, fully deploy the [Phantom Beast: Bandersnatch]! Counter quantity with quantity! Clean up these small fries!"
"Understood, Executive Officer!"
The gigantic battleship suspended in the sky responded to the command. Multiple massive hatches on its belly, broadsides, and even its top simultaneously slammed open, and this time, it was not a phased deployment but a true, unreserved deluge!
Countless Bandersnatch robots, so numerous they made one's scalp tingle, seemingly infinite, descended like a genuine waterfall of metal, or perhaps an iron storm sweeping the world, their thousands upon thousands of crimson eyes flashing ominously.
Emitting a unified, low, and murderous hum, they plunged down from the high altitude, blotting out the sky, and fiercely collided with the surging, tide-like wave of "Honkai Beasts" composed of pale and purple forms!
The next moment, the torrents of steel and pseudo-beasts violently smashed into each other on the scorched battlefield!
"Boom!!!!"
Violent explosions, the tearing of metal, the roaring of monsters, the humming of energy weapons... instantly intertwined into a chaotic and cruel symphony of death!
Pale limbs and fragments of steel flew everywhere, while purple energy streams and red laser beams crisscrossed and clashed in the air!
Both sides, relying on sheer numbers and a fearless attitude, engaged in the most primal and brutal war of attrition!
The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a giant meat grinder; every minute, countless "Honkai Beasts" were evaporated by lasers or shredded by metal, and countless Bandersnatch robots were dismantled by sharp claws or melted by corrosive fluid.
Yet the instigator of all this chaos and destruction, Heavenly Judgment Herrscher, remained quietly suspended above its spatial mirror steps, like a supreme judge standing aloof.
She gazed down indifferently at the slaughter feast of flesh (pseudo) and steel collision that she had personally orchestrated below, as if enjoying a cruel drama that, though seemingly unrelated to her, perfectly suited her mood.
The massive katana in her hand, wreathed in flickering lightning, was slightly lowered; the arcs of thunder leaping across the blade surface emitted faint "crackling" sounds, like a confined thunder beast impatiently awaiting the appearance of a worthy opponent whose blood it could drink after unleashing its full power.
Ellen Mathers' gaze, like the most precise guidance system, pierced through the chaotic battlefield below, ignoring the constantly exploding "Honkai Beasts" and Bandersnatches, firmly and accurately locking onto the Herrscher figure hovering high above, radiating a heart-stopping pressure.
The light saber in her hand seemed to sense its owner's fighting spirit, emitting a clearer and more urgent energy hum.
She knew very well that this seemingly massive wave of monsters was merely an appetizer meant for distraction and consumption; the true, decisive battle would not begin until the Herrscher itself personally drew its blade.
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