Chapter 1 The Night Before the Decisive Battle

Suren stayed overnight at the Rose Manor.

He and Yekaterina were like old friends reunited, and like long-separated lovers. Just like when they lived under the same roof, they took a bath, drank, and chatted together.

Whether it was the empire emperor with great talent and bold vision or the innocent and romantic poet Katyusha, Suren felt that they were irreplaceable people who had given meaning to his time.

He had come to say goodbye, and now it seemed that all his thoughts were open and clear.

The next morning, Yekaterina left the manor early.

The parliament had already been mobilized yesterday, and today she would lead a million fully armed Royal Alchemical Corps to depart from the port to the Imperial Strait to participate in the decisive battle.

With the empire emperor leading the expedition in person, the entire United Empire was plunged into a tense war atmosphere.

Suren didn't stay in Lingdun for too long either. After meeting with Shabina and Reina, he went to Emerald Forest to see Yuta. Then he went to the mountain hidden in the four northern continents to see his old friend, Miss Kamufi Mikoto. After that, he went directly to the sea area of the Dragon Kingdom in the Far West.

He was going to find Queen Medusa, because her ability would be a key breakthrough in the decisive battle.

......

Unknowingly, half a month passed in a flash.

Imperial Strait, near the East Ronesia Island.

This used to be the first coastal defense line of the Luying Empire, but now it has become the last line of defense against the Celestial God plane, guarding the Luying mainland.

Within the hundreds of nautical miles of the defense line, more than ten million elite imperial legions had gathered. Various steel battleships and mechanical airships formed legion battle groups, constantly bombarding the east day and night.

And hundreds of nautical miles away, the three empires of the Celestial God plane had also gathered more than seven million troops. Various magic airships shone with colorful brilliance, creating a rainbow-like scene on the horizon.

The two sides had been in a stalemate for nearly half a month.

The steel torrent of the Alchemy plane and the magic legions of the Celestial God plane were like two terrifying behemoths, tearing at each other, and the battle situation was also in a stalemate.

But the Celestial God plane was, after all, a complete plane, with an unbroken inheritance, and its foundation was much stronger than the Alchemy plane. The number of high-level mages was also much greater than that of the Alchemy plane. The three empires had previously fought on their own, and the two sides could still fight back and forth. Now that they had gathered into a super-large "triangular battle formation," even though the Alchemy plane had gathered several times the legions, it was still forced to retreat again and again.

Fortunately, fighting on their home turf, the imperial legions had ample ammunition supplies, and they retreated while fighting, so they were not scattered.

Now that the war had reached this point, apart from friction between reconnaissance groups, there were almost no battles between small legions.

It was like two knight orders charging against each other. The use of tactics and strategies had become insignificant. Now, what was really being fought was hard power where every strike drew blood.

If the Celestial God plane really broke through the East Ronesia Island defense line, then it would directly threaten the Luying mainland.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate.

On this day, the battle situation finally changed again.

Because the Royal Elite Corps led by Emperor Yekaterina arrived at the front line.

With her arrival, the morale of the Alchemy plane's ten million soldiers soared.

......

The people of the Celestial God plane had actually received news half a month ago that the Alchemy Emperor was going to lead the expedition in person.

They were also waiting for this opportunity.

In their opinion, if they could eliminate the emperor of the Alchemy plane on the sea, it would be much easier than attacking Lingdun, the capital that was already armed to the teeth.

So even though they had the strength to push forward, they had not been advancing quickly.

In the clear blue sky, thousands of magic airships stretched for more than ten nautical miles.

The three empires were divided into three legions.

The yellow light magic shields belonged to the Aisidun Empire's Solar Legion, the blood-colored magic shields belonged to the Golden Griffin Empire's Judgment Legion, and the blue light shields belonged to the Holy Crown Empire's Thunder Legion.

The three parties advanced westward in a triangular formation.

If there were people who understood legion formations, they would be able to see at a glance that this was the Trident War God Formation.

A super-large-scale legion battle formation that was said to be able to fight against gods.

The three were one, the structure was stable, and if any one of the three sides was attacked, the other two could provide reinforcements at the first moment.

This was a mature legion battle formation that the Celestial God plane had deduced for countless years, and it had no flaws.

The cannons roared in the void.

One alchemical bullet after another exploded on the outer protective shields of the airship fleet, erupting into clusters of firelight that quickly dissipated.

And the mages on the airships had long been accustomed to it.

This super-large legion protective shield could withstand a god-level strike, and it could not be broken by any human power at all.

The shelling did not cause much casualties. Its only significance was to continuously consume supplies and magic stones.

However, the three empires had made sufficient preparations this time, and even if they went to Lingdun while enduring the artillery fire, the magic stones they brought were already enough.

Just when Yekaterina's royal legion arrived at the front line, the command of the three empires of the Celestial God plane also held an emergency meeting.

At this moment, on the command ships of the three legions of the Trident War God Formation, the faces of the three commanders-in-chief were displayed on the magic light screen in the command room.

The commander-in-chief of the Aisidun Empire was a handsome young man with blond hair. This was Prince Gordon Fielding, the younger brother of the Great Princess Octavia J. Fielding, who had been killed by Suren and the others.

On another magic screen was a middle-aged magic swordsman wearing armor. This was the expedition marshal of the Golden Griffin Empire, a demigod powerhouse, the Magic Sword God Carlo Rankrisas.

The last one was an old mage wearing a magic hat. This was the chief court mage of the Holy Crown Empire, the Holy Thunder Mage Hogan Chapman.

As soon as the magic light screen was connected, the three parties discussed the matter.

"The native emperor of the Alchemy plane has come. It should be the time for the decisive battle soon. Everyone, do you have anything to say?"

"The results of the war divination are becoming increasingly vague. Among those alchemists, there should be someone blessed by the plane's luck. It's not good news for us."

"What's the situation with Humphrey Johnston, the vice president of the Black Demon Mercenary Guild, the Plague God? Wasn't it said half a month ago that he had sneaked into Lingdun to assassinate that emperor? Now that person is appearing here just fine, but there's no news of him."

"The probability is that he's dead."

"The strength of that Humphrey guy is not weak. Even if the action really failed, how could there be no news at all?"

"I divined it before. The probability of a successful assassination is very small. Although the Alchemy plane is broken, it has a very long heritage after all. Who knows what treasures those ancient alchemy masters left in this broken plane..."

"Yes. It's likely that there are some super-powerful restriction treasures in Lingdun. It's reasonable for Humphrey to die there."

"Forget it. Anyway, it's a mercenary who died. It's just right to weaken the strength of the Black Demon Guild."

"Well, let's consider how to fight the decisive battle. Don't be careless. The destruction of the previous million legions is a lesson. There are capable people in the Alchemy plane..."

"..."

The three commanders discussed in front of the magic light screen.

But others could also see that the three commanders were not on the same page.

After all, the three empires also fought against each other in the Celestial God plane, and they were hostile to each other.

This time, the gods had issued a divine decree, and they joined forces to invade the Alchemy plane.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have divided their troops into three groups before, and they wouldn't have united until now.

As he spoke, the Wind and Thunder Sword God Carlo suddenly brought up the topic, disdainfully saying, "Hmph, the battles that you Aisidun can't fight doesn't mean that our Golden Griffin Empire can't fight them. It's just a broken plane. I really don't understand how you couldn't take it down, and even suffered such great losses? Even your sister Octavia actually died at the hands of a native..."

Hearing this, the Great Prince Gordon immediately became angry: "Carlo, what do you mean?"

Carlo said indifferently: "Prince Gordon, according to seniority, you have to call me 'Uncle Carlo', or 'Marshal Carlo'. Otherwise, you will seem very impolite."

A demigod powerhouse would not be so lacking in courage as to have to gain a verbal advantage over a junior.

Rather, when discussing the division of spoils, only wolves can eat meat.

With such great benefits of the Alchemy plane in front of them, being polite would only be their own loss.

This cunning old marshal angered the little prince, and directly said: "Just act according to the plan. His Majesty Louis means that our Golden Griffin Empire has sent the most troops and the most powerhouses this time. When we defeat the Alchemy plane, our empire needs the development rights to the six central provinces of the Luying mainland, including the imperial capital Lingdun."

Hearing this, the Great Prince Gordon immediately became dissatisfied and stood up and shouted, "Impossible! This is the plane that our Aisidun discovered! We have also suffered the greatest losses in the reclamation! Most of the Luying mainland and Lingdun City must be taken over by our Aisidun!"

The reason why they divided their troops into three groups before, apart from being hostile to each other, the most important reason was that they had not reached an agreement on the benefits.

They had discussed the division countless times, but the cake was always unevenly divided.

All three parties wanted to eat the biggest piece.

It was still the same now.

Seeing that the two parties were about to quarrel before the war even started, the Holy Thunder Mage Hogan of the Holy Crown Empire's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he suddenly said: "You two, the war is imminent, and there is no point in continuing to argue. I think we can decide the division of the final revenue rights based on the number of enemies killed this time..."

Hearing this, the Wind and Thunder Sword God Carlo also said: "I agree!"

The troop strength of their two empires this time was full of elite soldiers, so naturally they were more confident than the Aisidun Empire, which had lost a million legions half a year ago.

Although Prince Gordon was dissatisfied, there was nothing he could say.

No matter when, only strength gives you the right to speak, that is the truth.

Just before the war, the commanders of the three empires did not discuss any tactics, but instead discussed the Alchemy plane's profit-sharing plan.

In their opinion, the magic legions already had an overwhelming advantage and would definitely not lose.

The true god has already descended, and even if there were any unexpected situations, there could be no more accidents.

.......

At the same time.

Compared to the enemy's underestimation, the United Empire Fleet was a completely different scene.

The arrival of Yekaterina also heralded the arrival of the decisive battle.

The top combat power and elite legions of the Alchemy plane had almost all gathered here.

This battle would determine the fate of the Alchemy plane.

Just when the three empires of the Celestial God plane were discussing how to divide the Alchemy plane, in the command room of the Sky Fortress, an emergency meeting was also being held.

Suren, Mister Mirror, Chitiao, Yekaterina, Mister Black, Pandora, Bartolo, Number Nineteen... the high-level members of the various Dawn Corps battle groups were gathering together.

In the war sandbox in front of them, alchemical instruments projected images of the enemy fleet.

It was a triangular battle formation composed of thousands of magic airships.

"This is the Trident War God Formation. The structure is very stable, and it has a tenth-level magic web barrier, which is stronger the further away the attack is. Unless the energy is exhausted, or we make a spatial intrusion and engage in close-quarters combat, it is impossible to break it by external force..."

Suren was the person who knew the Celestial God plane the best. At this moment, he was explaining the characteristics of the battle formation to everyone.

"The key to this battle formation is the interconnection of the three parties. If any one of the three is attacked, the other two will provide timely reinforcements. If we really want to fight head-on, we must break their stable structure. Then my senior sister and I will rush in and try to cripple one legion in a short period of time. For the rest, it's up to everyone..."

He spoke carefully, and everyone nodded in agreement, no one interrupting.

This was not a discussion, but a tactical arrangement.

This decisive battle involved too many things, and the Dawn high-level members almost all guessed that the Celestial God plane had deities paying attention to this battle.

So, many plans were not convenient to say.

Everyone tacitly agreed to just listen to Suren's arrangements and do their part well.

Although everyone knew that the risks were very high, everyone was prepared to die in this battle.

"Dora, you control the ship island to prepare to release Ragnarok. Be sure to accurately hit the enemy's headquarters at that time."

"Yes, no problem!"

"Katyusha, the first wave of attacks will depend on you."

"Okay!"

"Mister Black, after I rush in, the enemy will inevitably interfere with my Puppet Theater. The Dragon Language Warlock Corps must find the opportunity to destroy the enemy legion's magic guide."

"Yes!"

"Number Nineteen, you lead the mechanical warrior unit to prepare. No matter the cost, you must blow open the magic shields of the other two million legions."

"Yes! Guarantee to complete the mission!"

"Sister Chitiao, Senior Bartolo, Mister Kamuru, Miss Marcia... Once the legions come into contact and the battle becomes chaotic, you will lead the ninth-level and above professionals to contain the enemy demigods..."

"No problem!"

"After breaking the formation, everyone will charge with all their strength!"

"..."

Suren issued the orders one by one.

Everyone also responded solemnly one by one.

In this decisive battle, apart from Suren himself, almost no one knew the complete battle plan.

But everyone's beliefs were extremely firm.

They had absolute trust in Suren, and they also had the determination to win this decisive battle!

......

"All troops, attack!"

After Suren arranged the tactics, the United Empire's legions launched their attack order.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of warships sailed out of the defensive formation, countless steam airships appeared in the sky, and there were also submarines in the sea.

The number was so large that they were as dense as schools of sardines.

Warships gathered into formations, and formations gathered into super battle formations, with an imposing manner.

The Alchemy legions no longer retreated east, but charged westward at full speed, the speed getting faster and faster.

On the ships, the soldiers were solemn, controlling the alchemical artillery to pour out unprecedentedly dense ammunition at the enemy.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

This shelling was completely without any reservations.

Not only were conventional shells used, but even the expensive, high-powered alchemical bombs in the warehouse were fired from various types of gun barrels at no cost.

Just the first round of shelling was ten times, a hundred times stronger than the previous firepower coverage!

This was the decisive battle.

If this battle were lost, no matter how much inventory there was, it would be meaningless.

Alchemical bombs poured down on the magic airship battle formation of the Celestial God plane like a rainstorm.

"Crackle... crackle... crackle..."

Countless alchemical bullets exploded on the energy shields, erupting into colorful rays of light like fireworks.

Although they did not break through the legion magic shields, this round of artillery fire also caused countless magic airships to tremble violently. Many magic energy devices were overloaded and damaged, and the magic energy technicians were frantically repairing them.

After this round of artillery fire, the mages of the Celestial God plane also knew that the Alchemy plane was serious.

"Lord! The natives of the Alchemy plane have launched a general attack!"

The commanders of the three empires also arrived outside the airships at the first moment.

However, looking at the artillery shells that were attacking from the sky, their faces not only did not show any surprise, but instead had a kind of expectation that they had been waiting for.

"Heh, there are capable people among these natives. They actually know that the Trident War God Formation only has a chance of winning in close combat, so they chose this method of charging head-on, which is the only way to win..."

"They're probably still thinking about the assault tactics from last time, with high-level warriors teleporting over to destroy the legion structure, and then the entire army charging. Heh, they really think we can't do anything about it... This time, whoever comes will definitely die."

"That puppeteer is indeed quite tricky. He has a god-level spatial treasure in his hand, and he's very slippery. Tsk tsk, whoever kills him, that treasure will be theirs."

"Hmph! I'm just afraid he won't dare to come."

"..."

They knew very well that once this kind of super-large legion charged, it would be impossible to change direction.

In other words, unless they immediately turned around, the two sides would inevitably collide.

But the three empires of the Celestial God plane had gathered so many troops to break the Alchemy plane.

Previously, the "Alchemy natives" retreated while fighting, and they had no chance to wipe them all out.

Now that they were finally going to collide head-on, how could they let it go?

"Everyone, all troops, attack!"

"Each legion, prepare legion magic, sink those natives' ships!"

"The legion magic guide condenses magic power, open the spatial restriction..."

"..."

With an order, the magic legions of the Celestial God plane also sailed westward while enduring the artillery fire.

Although they thought that the Alchemy plane was bound to lose in their minds, the experienced commanders of the three empires did not underestimate the enemy in the slightest in terms of tactics. They made various tactical arrangements to protect the airship fleet tightly.

......

On the Sky Fortress, Suren stood in the observation room of the watchtower, looking at the scene in the distance.

Beside him, apart from Mister Mirror, there was also a mysterious person covered in a black cloak.

At this moment, the waves on the sea were as high as hundreds of meters, and countless steel warships were swaying on the sea, which was a million-legion level Tsunami Technique.

Even with the most advanced aiming system, the accuracy of artillery fire was extremely low in this violently bumpy environment.

Not only the sea, but at this moment, the surrounding hundreds of miles were already an apocalyptic extreme harsh environment.

Thunderclouds pressed down on the city in the sky, and hurricanes howled wildly.

The wind was so strong that it could even blow some small airships around like kites with broken strings.

It had to be admitted that mages' control over the elements was indeed above that of alchemists.

Especially in the mastery of legion magic, the legion warlocks of the Alchemy plane were still many years behind in accumulation.

If it were an ordinary fleet, it would probably have lost most of its combat power before it even got close in this extremely harsh environment.

But fortunately, alchemy could create miracles.

The Sky Fortress and most of the airships had the most advanced large-scale energy circulation system, and even the largest storm could be exchanged for other energy.

Not only would these strong winds and huge waves not hinder their marching speed, but the rich elemental power would add some energy to the fleet.

The three of them stood in the lookout room, without saying a word.

The two sides' legions were charging at full speed.

Before long, the shadows of the magic legions appeared at the end of the horizon.

Alchemical shells densely landed on the magic shields, exploding into clusters of firelight, like fleeting little flowers.

Suren's eyes reflected the fierce explosion scene, calm and deep.

Just when the two sides could see each other with the naked eye, this distance also entered the casting range of long-range magic.

Before, relying on the advantage of range, the artillery on the warships had been suppressing the magic legions.

Now, it was the mages' turn to start exerting their strength.

Suren had the All-Knowing Eye, and he could even clearly see the faces of the mages on the magic airships. At this moment, he watched the legion magic barriers light up on those magic airships.

Seven million mages, seven hundred ten-thousand-people regiments, and countless kinds of legion magic guides, this was already a world-destroying combat power.

Just as Suren looked over, a bolt of lightning as thick as a water tank struck over.

This was a ninth-level super-long-range legion forbidden spell, Thunder God's Punishment.

The one who released this lightning was a large magic airship, and the legion flag on it was the symbol of Thunder and Crown, which was the imperial family emblem of the Holy Crown Empire.

The Holy Crown Empire was rich in thunder-type mages, and had a powerful thunder magic heritage.

Suren watched, without any surprise in his eyes.

His gaze was like an eagle's eye, watching the front.

Not only these eyes, but hundreds of black crows in the sky had flown in all directions, and had already taken in the legion structure of the Celestial God plane.

And in his mind, the Blasphemer was operating at high speed, deducing various battle situations, and also calculating the best time to act.

.......

Just after the first bolt of lightning, "crackling" lightning struck down from the sky.

Hundreds of magic airships released legion forbidden spells at the same time. It was like the end of the world, and the world was instantly filled with white light.

Lightning wove into a net, giving the United Empire fleet a baptism.

Although the steel warships and steam airships had magic-conducting runes, they were made of metal after all, which was more attractive to lightning.

These hundreds of Thunder God's Punishment spells, which could be called the power of ninth-level magic, struck down, and the entire United Fleet trembled.

The Sky Fortress had fragments of the artifact Thunder Spear, and even the most powerful thunder magic would not be a problem.

But some small ships were not so lucky.

Even with the legion barrier, after this round of legion magic, dozens of airships were severely damaged, and several crashed into the sea. Casualties immediately appeared.

And not only lightning, but then the Annihilation Storm, Meteor Fire Cloud, Holy Light Judgment, Dark Sky Curtain... and a series of ninth-level legion forbidden spells followed one after another.

Huge vortexes also formed on the sea, and several thousands-of-meter-high Sea Giants also condensed.

One warship after another was like a small boat that could capsize at any time in this storm, giving people no sense of security at all.

Mister Black organized the Dragon Language Warlock Corps to start fighting back, and the warlocks of the Royal Corps also started counterattacking at the first moment. In the sky, one super-large alchemical array after another condensed.

The two sides started bombarding each other with magic across the void.

In the blink of an eye, the elements in this world were boiling.

The sky had turned into a hellish dark red.

The war seemed to have opened the gates of hell, allowing everyone involved in the war to feel a terrifying experience they had never experienced before.

It was as if death was right behind them, ready to take their lives at any time.

......

The legions of both sides were still charging fiercely, continuing to bombard each other, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

But obviously, the magic legions of the Celestial God plane had a greater advantage in this kind of magic bombardment.

Mages had a more specialized understanding of magic power than alchemists.

The defense of the legion magic shields was even better than that of steel warships. Seven million mages fighting against ten million alchemical legions not only did not fall behind, but also fought with 20% of the losses for the Celestial God plane, compared to 80% losses for the Alchemy plane!

This was still just the beginning, and the legions of both sides were still intact.

If they really fought head-on, it would definitely be the ending of an egg hitting a stone.

The Trident War God Formation was like a three-bladed military thorn, sharp and deadly.

This was the confidence that the Celestial God plane had chosen to fight head-on!

One airship after another fell, one warship after another sank, and the casualties of the United Fleet were getting bigger and bigger.

But Suren, as the commander-in-chief, still did not act.

This distance was not enough.

They needed to be closer.

The Sky Fortress charged all the way, enduring the artillery fire, and steam airships fell from time to time.

Sacrifice was exchanged for a closer distance.

Finally!

When the United Fleet had lost hundreds of warships, the time had come.

Suren's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly issued an order: "Katyusha, do it!"

Then, he said: "Dora, prepare to charge Ragnarok!"

Responses came from the communicators: "Yes!"

Just as the order was given, at this moment, in the center of the airship group that was being heavily protected, on Royal Airship Number One, Yekaterina stood in a super-large alchemical array.

Around the alchemical array were nine huge crystal pillars, engraved with various constellation patterns.

In the alchemical array, a mountain of energy crystal cores had already been piled up at this moment.

Yekaterina, who was draped in stardust and starlight, pinched a warlock seal and shouted, "Stellar Alchemy: Myriad Star Attraction!"

Just as the warlock seal was formed, the super-large alchemical array shone brightly, and countless energy crystal cores slowly melted into it.

Yekaterina's eyes were already full of stars, controlling that exaggeratedly extreme energy.

In an instant, that vast power gathered into endless starlight and gathered in the formation.

Suddenly, she looked up at the sky, as if she could sense a star in the universe echoing each other through the dark clouds.

Yekaterina's aura rose higher and higher, and even the steel plates of the surrounding airships were twisted and deformed by that terrifying force.

Suddenly, responding to that star that had been attracted months ago, she rapidly changed a set of warlock seals and shouted, "Divine Art: Crimson Emperor!"

.......

With such a large energy fluctuation, the Celestial God plane naturally discovered it at the first moment.

Those mages also saw a dazzling white light suddenly soaring into the sky from the steam airship fleet, disappearing into the endless and deep sky.

"What's going on!"

"Be careful, it seems to be a divine art-level stellar magic!"

"Quick, disperse the clouds!"

"..."

However, even if the mages could understand it, there was no way to stop it.

Because this was an alchemical technique that could not be reversed.

Just after the white light rushed into the sky, before long, an explosion sound suddenly sounded in their ears, and the rumbling sound became clearer and clearer.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Carefully distinguishing it, it seemed to be the sound of a meteorite rubbing against the air, mixed with an explosion.

But because the sky was covered with dark clouds, people could not clearly see what it was.

Countless people looked up, and when they dispersed the dark clouds, they saw a shooting star dragging a long tail falling from the sky.

No!

It was not an ordinary meteorite!

It was a super meteorite with a diameter of several miles!

The fleet of seven million mages stretched for more than ten nautical miles, making it impossible to dodge.

This was the disadvantage of the super-large legion's movement. While having super combat power, it could not turn around or disperse in a short period of time!

Were these alchemical natives going to die together?

Most of the mages in the Celestial God plane were frightened out of their wits.

If such a meteorite really fell down with acceleration, the sea area within a few hundred miles would become ruins.

Not to mention them, the fleets of the Alchemy plane would also be unable to escape.

This was a world-destroying disaster that could not be resisted by human power!

"Are there such strong people among the alchemical natives?"

The mages never expected this.

Because they knew very well that even a demigod could not mobilize a star of this level.

Who was it?

It was impossible to investigate now.

They were unwilling to "die together" with the natives.

"Prepare legion magic, smash that meteorite!"

The Great Prince Gordon, the Wind and Thunder Sword God Carlo, and the Holy Thunder Mage Hogan, the three commanders of the three empires, all shouted. Countless legion magic turned their directions and bombarded the huge meteorite in the sky.

At this moment, they, who had been through hundreds of battles, felt that they had seen through the intentions of these natives.

Carlo's eyes narrowed: "Hmph! The technique is not bad, but it's too naive to think that you can use this to contain us!"

Great Prince Gordon: "Even if you give them a chance to get close, they still have no chance of winning!"

Holy Thunder Mage Hogan: "Be careful, divination makes me feel a strange danger. It seems that something bad is about to happen..."

.......

The meteorite was extremely fast, but after all, the distance was too far, and it was too easy to predict the trajectory.

At that moment, countless legion magic bombarded the meteorite in the sky. Countless gravel exploded in an instant, turning into a rain of fire that fell on the sea.

In the end, even if those large meteorites hit the magic legions, they did not cause much casualties.

At least, the Trident War God Formation was still safe and sound.

It seemed that the meteorite that had just brought a glimmer of victory to the Alchemy plane had dissipated in this magnificent explosion, but had instead accidentally injured many mechanical airships and warships.

However.

Suren's plan was not just this.

With his current computing power, how could he not have calculated that even if the meteorite fell, it would not cause substantial damage?

A million-level magic legion was completely enough to easily destroy the meteorite.

The meteorite would indeed divert some of the firepower and bring the two sides closer, but Suren's ultimate goal was not just that.

Instead, he wanted to use Yekaterina's opportunity to drop a meteorite from the sky to cover up the movement of Ragnarok.

Just as the meteorite exploded in the sky, when everyone's attention was attracted, no one noticed the Sky Fortress's steel walls silently opening "click" "click", revealing a huge muzzle.

This was a super-giant cannon that ran through the entire fortress.

This was not an ordinary cannon.

It was a secret weapon made from ancient weapon blueprints found in the Gorgon Temple - Ragnarok.

It had the power to kill gods!

In the chaotic moment when the meteorite fell from the sky, the alchemical runes on the cannon had completely lit up and the energy was charged.

"Fire!"

With Suren's order, the muzzle suddenly erupted with a bizarre shock wave that could not be seen with the naked eye.

It was like a misfire. No one saw anything being fired, no shells, no fire. But strangely, the entire Sky Fortress was shaken violently by a huge recoil force.

In the blink of an eye, a miraculous scene appeared.

In the distance, the magic legion shield, which had just withstood the meteorite and was still intact, had a huge hole appear silently!

How did it appear?

It was as if it was haunted. No one felt the energy fluctuations, and it broke so strangely.

The mages had not yet understood what had happened, and were dumbfounded as they looked at the big hole in the legion magic shield.

Looking again, the command airship of the Holy Crown Empire legion, which was the most lively among the three empires, was also pierced by a hole with a diameter of more than ten meters.

The loss was not significant, but the command headquarters was broken, and the perfect defensive structure was broken at this moment!

The change came too suddenly.

The decisive battle, which had been thought to be foolproof, seemed to be facing an unexpected situation.

......

"Do it!"

Suren watched the big hole that had been blasted out of the enemy's Trident War God Formation and lightly shouted.

Before the enemy could react, the spatial fluctuations flashed, and he, Mister Mirror, and the mysterious person in the cloak disappeared on the spot.