My Cell Prison
Chapter 1397 - 1395: The Vibrant City of London

Chapter 1397: Chapter 1395: The Vibrant City of London

Aslan Bapo, an absolute egoist.

In his heart, Green must not be offended.

If there were any conflicts with Green, the cost to resolve them would be astronomical, far exceeding the control over the current troop strength.

Moreover.

The current situation is indeed unclear, even if Aslan were to command, he would still follow Green’s proposal of "sectional defense" to cope with the enemy’s impending general offensive.

Aslan’s expression showed no unhappiness at Green’s seizure of control; instead, he maintained a squint and a smile, echoing Green’s plan with corresponding analysis:

"According to the enemy’s arrangement like this, the army will attack simultaneously from [eleven] directions. How many can we block here?

The [Void Mysticism] behind Pope will need to handle the spatial refraction device to avoid direct bombardments from the positron cannon and naturally cannot spare any effort elsewhere.

Hop has his own birth issues this time around and lacks corresponding forces.

Kite is inherently unstable, not to mention those ancient evil beings that emerge from underground, better let them continue lurking in the sewers, which also serves as a means of defense."

The [Mythical Celestial Body] behind Weed has significant implications for the overall battle plan and cannot be used for sectional defense.

Then, Brother Green and Miss Helen, the forces behind you should be mobilizable, right?"

Green dug into his teeth with his tentacle-tipped fingers.

"Well, it’s a bit of a pity.

When we were active outside the city, we accidentally encountered an [The King] of the enemy.

[Bug Lord Gerda] and more than a dozen crazy bugs were all devoured by me; I can’t bring any combat power to bear for now. Helen should still be available, right? The Moon Lady should be about recovered."

As these words were spoken.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Pope was the first to inquire, "You encountered [The King] outside the city? Did Nicholas use Void Transfer to help you escape? That shouldn’t be... that guy’s mastery of the void isn’t pure. Even with the assistance of the Space Toad, escaping from a King Level domain isn’t possible."

Green didn’t seem to feel much; in his heart, he only regretted not killing The King.

"There’s not much to say about this matter, Aslan, please continue."

"Oh... sure!"

Aslan was stunned. Although he had fought the Mythic in the Terminal North Continent, he didn’t dare consider engaging with [The King] a notch above... such rule-relevant awareness, he admits, was beyond his reach.

"Then, the forces we currently have available are only the [Terminal North Continent], [Flock], [Meat Mountain and Shoggoth], [Dream witches], [Deep Sea].

We can block at most five areas."

As they discussed this, Pope threw in a reminder from the side: "Eugenes’s forces should be reserved for now; we need to consider the worst-case scenario."

Aslan smiled awkwardly, "In that case, we can only block four areas... the ’Witch Group’ under dear mother’s command is also on standby outside the city, and Father Lysos’s Night Church can block at most two places.

The human garrison troops, at most two places as well.

Totally not enough... the opponent has [eleven] Mythic Bodies launching an attack simultaneously."

The next second.

A hand that made Aslan’s hair stand on end gently rested on his shoulder, Green had quietly approached without notice.

"Why calculate so precisely? Just arrange it overall like this; anything insufficient, let us make up for it... the greater the pressure, the bigger the stage for our performance.

In some ways, this game is held for the few of us, isn’t it?"

"Okay."

Time was of the essence.

As Aslan reported the arrangements of the Element Forces.

Father Lysos indeed could only seal two areas. One group of believers followed the priest to take action personally, while another group of more powerful core believers followed the comparably weaker [Z] into battle.

The humans staying in London City also responded by taking responsibility for two sectors.

Priest Olivia, severely injured, would not participate in the war and was recuperating from her injuries in the taboo doctrine under the church... Her subordinate, the third Platoon Leader [Shield of the Order - Feto Walton], had already perished from grave injuries when the Witch Group invaded the church.

The first Platoon Leader was also severely injured, and with the casualties among the purge troops and numerous saints, the ’Holy Knights’ were unable to muster any force to confront the immense siege forces.

The task of defending the city was handed over to the ’Scarlet Knights’, along with the ’Witch God Knight Legion’ that had always operated in the Palace of the Queen Mother, secretly erecting Barriers.

The aged Captain Jerroth Midaeum willingly accepted this combat plan.

Captain Shaia had just completed self-surgery in the hospital and directly led the Scarlet Knights towards one of the defensive zones. Some knights hadn’t even had time to take off their white lab coats while riding their horses.

For a moment, the deathly still London City seemed to come alive.

Boom Boom Boom!

The Mythical Worm that had been asleep for four whole months once again picked up the entire Glacier and moved towards a pre-set defensive area.

The Arctic Demons sealed within began to open their eyes at this moment and as chunks of ice broke away, the forces behind Aslan slowly started to stir.

Clip-Clop Clip-Clop!

The sound of goat hooves was continuous, yet no goats were seen running through the city.

In another pre-set defensive area close to the City Wall, layers of purplish mist had already covered the locality, and a kind of black forest that was a cross between a living creature and a plant started to grow wildly between the streets, filling the entire area with a sense of Fertility.

The Flock had arrived.

In a nearby area with a higher density of Residents.

It seemed that a large number of the most common Dark Denizens had deliberately been brought here. After voluntarily signing some kind of pact, they fell into a peaceful sleep in their respective rooms.

Their consciousness was slowly taken to a far and deep place, starting a brand new life in the Dreamlands.

At the same time, their sleeping Bodies became the conduits linking dreams and reality.

From their navels grew various styles of plants,

be it flowers, grass, or thorns and vines, and some bodies even directly transformed into ’human trees’, Rooted to their beds... Eventually, the wildly growing plants filling the rooms peeled away to reveal women wearing different styles of plant Masks, dressed in semi-transparent long dresses, their bodies soft as water.

They also bore numerous unrecognizable tattoos - more accurately called Dream patterns.

The Dream witches, led by Moon Lady Agatha, had all arrived in reality.

In another defensive area set in a residential quarter.

All the household faucets had been turned on, with a steady flow of water pouring out... Gradually, seaweeds and small shellfish started to mix in the water until the pipes were completely burst, exploding with various materials belonging to the ocean.

Slowly, water from an unknown source overflowed the sinks and rooms.

Eventually seeping out of the buildings, it laid a thin layer of water on the streets and alleys.

Splash Splash~ An abundance of dead fish scattered everywhere.

In the darkness.

One by one, eyes resembling searchlights slowly appeared, whether sticking to windows, hiding in drainpipes, or clogging entire alleys.

The Deep-sea Divers had prepared a passage to the Deep Sea for the Outsiders...