A god-like judgment echoed between heaven and earth.
Below the city, the Black Rock soldiers swallowed nervously and gripped their rifles as they faced such a massive flying legion and that terrifying magical pressure.
However, atop the city walls, their leader appeared exceptionally relaxed.
Wu Liang stood up from the sofa, walked to the battlements, and shouted toward the sky:
"I say... beauty up there, you've got quite the voice!"
"Isn't it tiring being up so high? Why not come down for a cup of tea, and we can sit down and have a long chat?"
His voice carried across the entire field.
That casual, flippant tone clearly reached the ears of every elf.
The elves in the sky were all stunned.
They had imagined countless human reactions: fear, begging for mercy, or even blustering bravado.
But they never imagined the other party would have such a frivolous attitude, as if he were flirting with a girl next door.
Sylvia's face, as perfect as an ice sculpture, instantly darkened.
She had lived for over a thousand years and had never suffered such humiliation!
"Courting death!"
Thoroughly enraged, Sylvia didn't bother with further words and swept her slender hand downward.
"Attack! Let them witness the wrath of the Moon Language Kingdom!"
"Whiz—!"
Upon the command, the hundreds of Griffin Knights in the front rank drew their longbows simultaneously.
Arrows of light, formed from pure magical power, condensed on the bowstrings before transforming into a dense rain of arrows. They poured down toward the walls of Tiee Fortress with a sharp whistling sound.
This was the elves' most standard attack method: a magical arrow rain saturating the ground. In past wars, no city wall could withstand such a saturated magical assault.
However, the person they were facing was Wu Liang.
"Fire."
Wu Liang calmly uttered just one word.
The moment his voice fell, a series of "clattering" sounds suddenly rang out from the walls of Tiee Fortress.
The massive camouflage nets used to deceive the enemy were instantly pulled back.
Beneath the nets, what was revealed were not traditional archers or catapults, but rows of sinister and terrifying steel creations.
Dozens of maxim heavy machine guns mounted on tripods pointed their dark muzzles straight at the sky.
There were also over a dozen even thicker anti-aircraft machine guns with four rotating barrels, slowly raising their muzzles.
"Fire!"
Ignis stood beside an anti-aircraft machine gun and swung her arm down excitedly.
"Da da da da da da—!!!"
"Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu—!!!"
In the next second, the roar of the Reaper echoed across the battlefield.
Dozens of heavy machine guns and anti-aircraft guns spat lethal tongues of fire simultaneously!
Countless shell casings ejected from the chambers like rain, piling into small mountains on the ground.
Countless high-speed rotating metal warheads wove together into a massive and deadly web of death, violently rising to meet the rain of arrows in the sky!
The elves in the sky were all dumbfounded as they watched the metal storm rising from the ground.
What kind of weapon is this?
How can the rate of fire be so fast?!
Their magical arrow rain was easily shredded and knocked aside by the violent kinetic energy the moment it touched that metal storm, without even causing a ripple.
But that web of death did not stop for a moment; it continued upward, enveloping the entire Griffin Knights Regiment.
"Puff puff puff puff—!"
The massacre had begun.
The magical shields the elves took such pride in were like thin paper before the tungsten-core armor-piercing bullets, shattering upon contact.
The high-speed rotating bullets easily burrowed into the griffins' bodies, shredding their wings and internal organs.
They also bored into the bodies of those noble elves, leaving hideous blood holes in their exquisite armor.
"Ah—!"
"My wings!!"
"No! This is impossible!!"
A crimson rain of blood, feathers, and minced meat began to fall from the sky.
The noble Griffin Knights fell from the sky like dumplings into a pot, accompanied by desperate screams.
Their bodies were turned into sieves by the dense hail of bullets mid-air, and some were even torn directly into several pieces.
In just one encounter, the span of a single breath.
The hundred or so Griffin Knights at the very front were completely wiped out!
This bloody and shocking scene left all the elves in the rear, including the high-and-mighty Queen, absolutely terrified.
"How can this be?!"
Sylvia watched her elite troops being harvested like wheat. For the first time, an emotion called "fear" appeared in those pale gold eyes.
She could not understand it at all.
What on earth were those things?
They had no magical fluctuations, yet they could unleash such terrifying lethality!
"Raise shields! Everyone, retreat!"
Sylvia finally reacted. She raised the Scepter of Nature in her hand, and a surge of vast life energy erupted.
"Moon Gods Protection!"
A massive and soft moon-white light screen instantly unfolded in front of the elven army, attempting to block the deadly barrage.
It had to be said that a demigod-level powerhouse was indeed formidable.
The strength of this [Moon Gods Protection] was far beyond the shields of ordinary elves.
Countless bullets struck the light screen, causing ripples to spread, but they couldn't pierce it immediately.
However, the greatest characteristic of the maxim heavy machine gun and anti-aircraft machine guns was their continuous fire suppression!
While Sylvia was focusing all her strength on maintaining the shield and commanding the retreat.
At the other end of the wall, Akomann had calmly set up a sinister-looking sniper rifle.
Through the scope, her eyes locked onto the beautiful figure in the sky eight hundred meters away.
She did not aim at Sylvia herself.
Wu Liang's order to her was to intimidate, not to kill. Now was not the time to completely break ties with the elven race.
Her target was a Guard Captain beside Sylvia.
The Guard Captain was nervously shielding the Queen's side, his Mithril Helmet gleaming in the sunlight.
A cold arc curled at the corner of Akomann's mouth.
Loaded in her chamber was the latest development by Aniya: the [magic-modified high-explosive armor-piercing round]!
She took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A muffled gunshot, distinctly different from the surrounding machine gun fire.
Before the Guard Captain could even realize what was happening, his Mithril Helmet suddenly "popped," as if struck by an invisible sledgehammer, and instantly exploded!
Fragments of the helmet, mixed with red and white matter, splashed across Sylvia's face.
The warm liquid caused Sylvia's body to stiffen suddenly.
She slowly turned her head and saw that her most loyal Guard Captain's head was half gone; his headless corpse was falling straight down from the sky.
A chill rushed from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head!
What was that?
What kind of thing could silently and precisely shatter an enchanted Mithril Helmet from eight hundred meters away?
If the target of that shot had been her... Sylvia didn't dare think further.
"Retreat! All units, retreat! Gain altitude! Get out of their range!"
She let out a terrified scream, no longer caring about her queenly poise, and frantically channeled her magic to lead the remaining troops in a pathetic flight to higher altitudes.
Watching the elves fleeing in panic in the sky, the Black Rock soldiers on the wall erupted in earth-shattering cheers!
"Long live the Leader!"
"Long live the Black Rock Tribe!"
Wu Liang ignored the surrounding cheers. He simply picked up his wine glass and drained the red wine within.
Then, looking at the somewhat pathetic but beautiful figure in the sky, he chuckled softly.
"Times have changed, Your Majesty."