freeallnovels Chapter 1103 3 The Heroic Queen
Chapter 1103 3 The Heroic Queen
Those brief moments of "kindness" only brought about a longer and deeper period of despair and suffering.
She gradually realized that her actions were only making this destructive drama longer and more brutal.
And so, she changed.
She began to actively participate in the destruction, using the most direct and violent methods to end the world's resistance as quickly as possible, compressing the pain to the shortest possible duration, and then... returning to that dreamless, cold slumber.
This was the only twisted "mercy" she could offer to those destined for destruction.
She had seen examples like the world of Aigella before her, where all forces were gathered so efficiently before the apocalypse, defenses were built so solidly, and the will to resist burned so purely and persistently...
Rare, but not nonexistent.
But what was the result?
Without exception.
Even the strongest dam will eventually be completely breached and submerged by the endless power of the void and higher-level destructive units.
'A futile persistence only adds to the suffering.'
That faint spark of emotion was instantly replaced by an even colder indifference.
Her purpose is to accelerate this inevitable process.
Destroy this line of defense, extinguish the last embers of hope in the hearts of these resisters, and hasten the world's slide into the final stillness.
This is true "benevolence".
The elegant yet cold, greyish-purple figure was no longer hidden. She took a step forward.
Om-!
A massive, cold pressure, carrying an ancient and decadent aura, descended suddenly upon the front line of the second Wailing Barrier, like an invisible iceberg.
This oppressive aura was different from the tyranny of the Devouring Whale and the brutality of other Void Legends.
It is more restrained and profound, carrying a kind of indifference that looks down on ants, originating from a higher level of life, and a trace of sadness that has been worn away by time.
On the city wall, all the soldiers who were fighting fiercely suddenly froze, as if frozen by invisible ice.
The legendary warriors who were fiercely clashing, whether they were generals of the Night's Watch or guardians of the Alliance, all stopped their battles and looked up in horror at the source of the oppressive aura.
Beneath the purple curtain of the sky, a ten-meter-tall, grayish-purple, cracked, elegant figure floated silently.
Her face, devoid of features, turned towards the city wall, her eyes burning with cold purple flames, like the gaze of an abyss, falling upon every legendary powerhouse.
The Rift Queen has descended upon the battlefield.
At this moment, the intensity of the war was pushed to an unprecedented peak, a peak that would even attract the attention of the gods.
……
The arrival of the Rift Queen was like throwing a block of ice into a boiling pot of oil.
The oppressive aura, originating from a higher level of life and imbued with ancient decadence and icy indifference, instantly froze the clamor at the front lines of the city walls.
The soldiers' roars were stuck in their throats, the clash between the legendary powerhouses came to an abrupt halt, and all eyes were focused in horror on the gray-purple figure suspended beneath the purplish-black sky.
She made no unnecessary words or gestures; her cold, purple eyes swept over the battered yet stubbornly standing barrier below, as if assessing an old object about to be dismantled.
Then, she raised her hand, which was covered with fine amethyst veins, like a work of art yet full of cracks.
There was no earth-shattering energy burst, only a chilling "sizzle" sound as if space were being sliced by an invisible blade.
The first claw swung towards a section of the city wall a hundred meters to the left.
"laugh--!"
A deep, massive crack, its edges shimmering with an unstable purple light, appeared out of nowhere on the thick city wall.
This crack was not caused by a physical impact; it was more like a hole was forcibly torn open in space itself, instantly penetrating the thickness of the city wall and connecting the inside and outside.
The seemingly indestructible Sighing Barrier was as fragile as rotten wood before her.
Boom!
The torn wall structure lost its support and collapsed inward. The rubble mixed with the severed energy lines burst into sparks, revealing a huge gap large enough for several large void creatures to pass side by side.
"Roar--!!!"
Without a command, the void creatures, who had already smelled the blood, roared deafeningly and surged towards the newly formed breach like a purple torrent bursting its banks.
However, the response of the defenders of Aegira was faster than expected.
The inside of the gap was not the chaotic area behind it that was expected.
This is the reserve team's rest area. The exhausted soldiers have just finished bandaging their wounds and haven't even had time to drink water.
But the moment the deafening sound of the city wall tearing apart reached them, the fatigue in the eyes of the resting soldiers vanished, replaced by an almost instinctive determination.
"Plug the breach!!"
A human officer roared and slammed the tower shield heavily against the edge of the breach, using his body to push it up.
Behind him, the soldiers who had just been catching their breath did not hesitate at all. As if by reflex, they grabbed their weapons and instantly formed a dense shield wall and spear formation inside the gap.
"For our homeland! Hold on!"
"Don't let these scum in!"
The roar drowned out the monster's howl.
The void creatures that surged in did not crash into an empty battlefield, but instead encountered a massive wall of flesh and blood that was instantly assembled.
Swords slashed and spears thrust, forcefully pushing back the monsters that had just surged in, their corpses piling up rapidly at the narrow opening.
Almost simultaneously, the unaffected defenders on the city walls above and to the sides unleashed their full firepower, raining down arrows, spells, and alchemical bullets on the outside of the breach, suppressing the surging monster tide that followed.
Even more impressive was the response of the engineering corps.
Several dwarven artisans and human rune masters, dressed in special protective suits and carrying huge toolboxes, slid down the edge of the gap without hesitation under the cover of the shield guards.
"Quick! Use 'Geosilicon Gel' and 'Order Rivets'! Prioritize repairing the structural frame!"
The engineer's shouts remained clear amidst the explosions and fighting.
They sprayed hot, viscous gel that flowed with a silvery sheen from their hands, quickly filling the edges of the huge crack.
At the same time, the massive metal component engraved with runes was precisely driven into the tear point, and the auxiliary arm of the construct wielded an alchemical welding torch, spraying out dazzling energy sparks to forcibly weld and fix the component to the remaining main body of the city wall.
Then the power of the divine kingdom began to descend, and the data-driven rules began to take effect.
The repair is progressing at a visible speed. Although it cannot be restored to its original state instantly, it is at least rapidly shrinking the size of the deadly passage and rebuilding a physical barrier.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
From the appearance of the rift to the defenders plugging it and the engineering team repairing it, the entire process was as smooth as the operation of a precision instrument. The immediate damage caused by the Queen of the Rift's terrifying attack, which was enough to destroy a section of the defense line, was minimized.
On the cracked face of the Rift Queen, her purple-fire eyes seemed to flicker slightly.
Surprise?
Or is it a cold assessment of this tenacious efficiency?
Without pausing, she raised her claws again, turning her attention to another section of the city wall.
"Sizzle—!"
The same sound of space tearing apart.
A second, massive breach appeared in another section of the city wall.
However, a scene almost identical to the first one played out again.
The inner reserve team moved up instantly, while the outer firepower provided suppression. The engineering team pounced on the new wound like sharks smelling blood.
The resilience of the entire defensive line was on full display at this moment.
Just as the Rift Queen was about to unleash her third strike, intending to completely shatter the defensive system of this line of defense.
Three powerful auras, like lightning tearing through dark clouds, instantly descended in front of her.
Centaur General Leilia shattered the void with her four hooves, a massive skeletal shield and a soul sword burning with pale soul flames already in her hands, her eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Ugly monster, your opponent is here!"
Without uttering a single word, she exerted force with all four hooves, transforming into a soul meteor carrying wind and thunder, her giant shield in front of her, and slammed fiercely into the Rift Queen.
He attempted to interrupt her ranged tearing maneuvers with a brutal close-range assault.
Alyris hovered slightly to the side, her long, scarlet hair moving without wind.
She clenched her fists loosely, and a thick mist of blood enveloped her.
Countless crimson spears, formed from highly compressed, boiling blood, instantly materialized around her, emitting sharp, piercing whistles as they rained down on the Rift Queen from all sorts of tricky angles.
Even more terrifying, she directly activated the "blood" flowing within the other person's body, which contained void energy.
Beneath the Queen of Rift's grayish-purple body, the vein-like amethyst veins suddenly swelled, and her movements became extremely slightly sluggish.
In the shadows further back, Apis's figure could be seen faintly.
Instead of attacking directly, she formed strange hand seals and chanted ancient incantations that blasphemed the gods.
An invisible and intangible whisper of an evil god, powerful enough to distort cognition, erode will, and disintegrate fighting spirit, silently and persistently entangled the core of the Rift Queen's spirit.
This is not physical harm, but it can greatly interfere with her judgment and the accuracy of her application of the rules.
Faced with the coordinated attack of three level 14 powerhouses—Lelia's frontal assault and restraint, Ariris's ranged attacks and blood interference, and Apis's desecration curse weakening her.
The Crack Queen's elegant figure finally moved.
She no longer focused on tearing the walls apart, but rather danced as if in a storm.
Her movements seemed slow, yet she always managed to dodge Lelia's powerful shield bashes and sword strikes by the slightest margin.
Her amethyst-covered claws would point, deflect, or parry, each collision with the soul sword or the skeletal shield producing a dull thud, leaving tiny cracks in the space at her fingertips.
Most of those deadly crimson spears were deflected and refracted by the spatial barrier that automatically appeared around her, which resembled a shattered mirror. The few that managed to break through were directly swallowed up by the spatial rifts created by her claws.
Apis's blasphemous whispers caused the amethyst light on her body to fluctuate slightly, but they failed to truly shake the core of her ancient will, which had been reshaped by the void and was long since numb.
She fought against three opponents single-handedly, maneuvering and dodging amidst the raging waves of attacks. Her amethyst claws left trails of purple light that tore through space, pushing Lelia to the brink of despair.
This forced Alyris to constantly expend her power to reshape the Blood Spear, and also caused Apis's mental burden to increase dramatically.
She was indeed temporarily held back and could no longer easily tear down the city wall, but she still appeared to be in complete control.
It was as if the fierce attack before them was merely a warm-up before the meal.
Deep within the surging purple tide at the rear, not all Apocalypse beings were engaged in battle.
Several massive, obscure figures stood like reefs in the torrent of destruction, coldly watching the sudden encounter on the front lines.
When the Rift Queen revealed herself and attacked the World Alliance's defenses, they had already quietly arrived at their observation position.
With a "companion" willing to take the lead and test the world's defenses, they were naturally happy to gather intelligence.
After all, this world is too "strange".
The unprecedentedly tight "information firewall" left these apocalyptic beings, who were accustomed to taking control of everything upon arrival, feeling an unprecedented sense of "blindness."
Primitive battlefield observation became the only way to obtain first-hand information.
The fact that the Rift Queen is so directly involved in the battle suggests that she may have been considering taking on this "reconnaissance" mission.
The colossal body of the Mourning Insect Queen, composed of worms and massive maws, lay silently hidden deep within a purplish-black swamp churning with corrosive bubbles, its compound eyes, burning with painful purple flames, fixedly staring at the intense energy collision in the direction of the city walls.
The Law of Crystal has long since vanished, seemingly having completely merged into some corner of this world, refusing to participate in any aspect.
But she might be observing from somewhere on this battlefield.
Behind the core of the battlefield, in an area relatively close to the Void Gate, the four-armed figure of the King of Resistance wearing a crown of bone spikes stood side by side with the massive, mountain-like body of the Ape of Destruction.
Wherever they were, the raging void energy became relatively "docile".
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
The Ape of Destruction's enormous hand rubbed against the crystal carapace covering its chin, producing a dull grating sound.
His enormous eyes, burning with chaotic purple flames, swept over the runic turrets on the Wailing Wall, the well-equipped enchanted armor of the soldiers, and the astonishingly efficient alchemical repair equipment of the engineering team below.
"A highly advanced alchemical civilization, with everyone equipped with high-level alchemical equipment... no wonder it's so difficult to crack."
His massive head turned toward the King of Resistance, his voice like rolling stones.
"In a destroyed world, two types of civilizations are the most troublesome: one is a war civilization where everyone is a soldier and their will is as strong as iron. Like a swarm of unkillable insects, they can drag you down until the world is completely dead."
"Only when everything is destroyed can we find peace."
"The other type is the alchemical civilization that can equip every soldier with all sorts of deadly stuff like bread."
"They'll throw a 'big firework' at you all the time, leaving you covered in soot and dirt, it's so annoying!"
"Most of them have to wait until the world is completely swallowed up before they can be completely crushed. Some tough bones are even completely disintegrated during the process of being 'spit out' by the void."
"To have made it to that point, among these unfortunate souls, is already considered quite 'respectable'."
It seems that this world is also a tough nut to crack.
This is just the first thing they've seen; there may be much more to surprise them.
After all, information is being tightly controlled. (End of Chapter)