MMORPG: Divine Mech Hunter
Chapter 1550: The Shadows Disperse

Chapter 1550: Chapter 1550: The Shadows Disperse

Demon Marshal Alice rode aloft on the Molten Flying Dragon King, flying above the Dark Curtain, with an untarnished Molten Flying Dragon army at her rear.

The battered Chaos Camp was scattered and fragmented, seemingly having formed several stable centers to steady the situation.

But in reality, they had already resorted to their final self-preserving strategies, suffering immense losses, a far cry from the brazen, unstoppable aura they had not long ago.

Even so, when facing the encirclement of the Pterosaurs, they could only continue to fall back, making any kind of resurgence impossible.

Especially since the aerial forces of the Chaos Camp had been virtually slaughtered.

The Chaos Camp had always held themselves in high regard, looking down on the forces of other camps. They must remember, before the integration of sub-dimensions, they were the dominant races in their worlds, ruling over the minor sub-dimensions for countless years.

In their view, if not for the limitations of their minor sub-dimensions, had they always been in the main dimension, they would have taken control of the entire main dimension by now, becoming its ruler, and there would be no such thing as the three major camps.

In their hearts, they were proud, yet they completely overlooked their level of civilization; even though they were dominators, they had not completely ruled over the minor sub-dimensions.

And it was exactly because they had their moment of glory, without the threat of a more powerful enemy, that they lost their ambition, resulting in a too-low level of civilization.

Only at this moment, as their lines were mercilessly destroyed by the Demon Marshal, while the lines of the three major camps held firm, did some begin to slightly understand.

But such an understanding was terribly humiliating, not just for these NPCs, but even the extraterrestrial players started cursing out loud, what a pathetic Camp Legion that crumbled so easily, the well-assembled United Army scattering in disarray.

Some racial armies were nearly annihilated. After this great battle, the Chaos Camp’s Legion, not only failed to develop any camaraderie, but the internal divisions within the Camp worsened due to individual racial armies being obliterated.

Particularly, the Ogre Tribe and the Lizardman Tribe, as the Chaos Camp had only a few races that produced spellcasting professions, it was decided the Ogres would send the Ogre Mage Army, and the Lizardmen, their Shaman Army.

As a result of their professional characteristics, they faced the assault individually. The Ogre Mage Army and Lizardman Shaman, being squishy, lost the protection of the front-line army and were nearly completely annihilated. Now, although unsaid, anyone could feel their resentment.

The Werewolf Chief’s face was darkened by rage, but he was a warrior; when it came to dealing with matters, he was far from capable. His face bitter with the taste of gall, he knew he would face no good outcome upon returning home. After all, as the leader of a Legion responsible for the obliteration of more than four racial armies and severe damage to all the others, with the so-called United Army breaking into factions fighting for themselves, it was impossible for him to rally the United Army again.

"The Werewolves, merely a step above wild beasts on the main dimension, high-level wild beasts at best. Now it seems that the Werewolves, who claim to rule the Wolf Sub-dimension, are just as stupid, and don’t even possess the basic combat qualities and courage of wild beasts. For such idiots to be chosen to lead a United Army, a legion that does not perish is against all reason and justice. I’ve waited half a day, and to this moment, they still shrink back in their ranks, not daring to charge into battle. Such a commander, truly a laughingstock."

Demon Marshal Alice’s words were once again a knife to the heart, causing the Werewolf leader’s complexion to darken; the other legions couldn’t take his words seriously either. But what could he do? From the onset, the faint glow had already frightened him out of his wits. Ten of himself might not be a match for the Demon Marshal, let alone the Demon Marshal now. His arm might look healed, but it had been numb all along. In such a state, stepping forward would be purely courting death.

"Alice, I suppose you must be running out of tricks by now. You should be aware that, though your legion appears formidable, it’s simply impossible for it truly to defeat our United Army. You managed to achieve glorious victories and heavily weaken the Chaos Camp, causing significant losses to many guilds, but I guess that’s your limit. What follows will be a war of attrition, and you won’t win," Li Yao once again manifested his projection and loudly proclaimed.

"Young lad, you’ve got guts. My forces are sharp, and perhaps we might fall short facing multiple camps, but against your current army, my odds of winning are not small. And you now dare to show your face again. Could it be you wish to experience the ferocity of the Molten Flying Dragons?" Alice cast her gaze towards Li Yao.

"Then bring it on. My troops also include quite a few elite aerial units that are itching to test your so-called sharp forces. Also, I have here the Fish Dragon Command Flag, and I really want to see for myself if it possesses the invincible powers from the Ancient Times as claimed," Li Yao said impassively.

Alice’s expression changed slightly, followed by a faint smile. "Well, you’ve got courage. It’s only a pity that you lack a little in strength. At a glance, all the so-called leaders of the United Army are cowards; none dare to battle me. Truly lonely. Since that’s the case, let me show you Uldaman’s ultimate move. Dark Curtain, open!"

Following Alice’s command, the Dark Curtain burst open with a thunderous noise, the mist dissipated, and the heart of Uldaman finally came into everyone’s view.

At the central city, multiple layers of walls could be seen, and the formidable forces of Uldaman were densely packed, standing by in tight formation, watching the outside.

At the same time, as the mist shattered, a black shadow appeared beneath each and every member of the fighting Uldaman legions, with all legions’ combat power rising by a notch.

Clearly, the Dark Curtain’s enhancement had been bestowed upon them; an already fierce army became even more formidable.

Alice’s demonic might surged, her aura skyrocketed once again, and merely with her intense presence, players who initially saw Alice as the greatest military achievement and were ready to strike at any moment also drastically changed their expressions, hesitant to make a move.

"With the dark touch absorbing countless amounts of blood, Alice’s aura has transcended the World-level Chief, reaching a realm extraordinary and holy. Truly a fearsome young one," said the Black Dragon Queen with interest, watching Alice: "Great Master, shall I go forth and have a battle with her?"

Li Yao shook his head, "Guard the legion well, just don’t give the powerful enemy an opportunity. Setting aside that you can’t handle her for now, even if you could, it would only give others a chance. Let’s wait and see. It’s time for the folks from the three major camps to take action."

Indeed, as Li Yao had said, the Archangel could no longer stand to watch as the Demon Marshal was so brazen, and moreover, darkness and light are naturally opposed, such rampaging demonic flames were intolerable for the Archangel.

A giant Seal of Truth appeared in his hands, thrown directly into the sky. A pale golden light gleamed, and a heavenly projection appeared in the sky, enveloping the neutral Camp Legion in endless light, with their combat effectiveness and attributes soaring by a tier as well.

"Under the Truth, all things are revealed! Beneath the Light, shadows dissipate." The Archangel opened his palm, and with a flash of golden light, a long spear that made one’s heart tremble appeared in the Archangel’s hand: "The weapon in my hand is the Divine Artifact of the Archangel of Truth, the Spear of Truth, I am ready to experience the Demon Marshal’s exquisite skills."