Apocalypse Forecast

Chapter 1154: Chapter 882: Input One Soldier, Then Another

Unexpectedly, Garand didn’t make an empty promise this time. Instead, he generously gave things away for free, completely surprising even Huai Shi.

”Is this all entrusted to me?”

”Of course, what else?”

Garand retorted, ”I can’t possibly let you handle the alchemy while I, an old relic who doesn’t even know what a battlefield looks like, command, can I?”

”Well... it’s not impossible.”

Anyway, it’s not the first time the Great Grandmaster has spoken cryptically. Huai Shi was experienced and didn’t give Garand the chance to snap back. He asked further, ”What if I need to contact you?”

”...Just find Rachelle.”

After a moment of silence, Garand glanced at the timid alchemist behind him, ”He will contact me. Any other questions?”

Huai Shi shook his head, and Garand turned around and walked away.

But Rachelle, left standing there, instinctively chased after him a step, calling out, ”Great... Great Grandmaster...”

Garand turned his head and looked over.

But Rachelle froze in place, several times about to speak but stopping, finally lowering his head and simply asking, ”Is there anything else you wish to instruct me with?”

”No, take care of yourself.”

Garand indifferently withdrew his gaze and disappeared, leaving Rachelle stunned there, wilting. Soon, he noticed Huai Shi’s curious gaze.

”I just feel like there’s some kind of deal between you two that I’m unaware of,” Huai Shi asked curiously, stroking his chin, ”Care to tell me?”

”None of your business!”

Rachelle glared at him, still wanting to say something, but seeing the bizarre objects behind Huai Shi, he lost his courage and went to squat in a corner.

Huai Shi and the friendly giant dog beside him shared a glance, and heard the distant rumbling thunder.

The ground was slightly trembling.

Huai Shi’s thoughts shifted, returning to the Sun Caster’s Seat, raising his eyes to see the massive silhouettes emerging from the thick smoke and fire.

Giants?

Those hunched and gaunt figures were so large that as they staggered forward, the entire ground of Helios quaked.

No, it seems familiar, like I’ve seen them in some Hell...

When the firelight dissipated, a series of broken halos floating above their heads slowly became visible.

These naked and emaciated giants bore collars piercing through their necks, seemingly tortured, as they were dragged forward by countless chains.

Fresh blood dripped.

On their backs, traces of broken wings faintly remained.

As if the legendary angels had fallen into the demon’s grasp, enduring torment, slipping into madness.

Unconsciously swinging their arms, in ceaseless nightmares, they opened their mouths, roaring, but produced no sound. Only a genuine tidal-like disturbance spread outward.

Separated by thousands of meters, it shook the outer walls of the Town of Dusk.

Gala, as a follower of the Kings of Hell, was long accustomed to war, personally joining and commanding numerous brutal battles.

At this moment, seeing the fiery bombardment on the Town of Dusk, without hesitation, he devised a strategy, dispersing the density of the Hell Swarm, using a skirmish line to reduce the artillery damage, and then stirred the mist, covering the battlefield, hiding his own presence.

Soon, within the hazy fog, the siege weaponry emerged.

These colossal beings, resembling mutated angels, adorned with halos, continued their silent hymns and praises to the God.

Even if their God had already plunged into Hell, even if they themselves had mutated into mad monsters.

The descending artillery fell within the range of the Abyssal Chorus, silently turning to iron powder, raining down and decaying into toxic dust upon hitting the ground.

Like a bronze-green rain.

Under the shelter of the mutated angels, the Hell Swarm slowly advanced, like creeping black spots pressing toward the edges of the Town of Dusk.

Above the Eternal Frozen Heart, the giant eye within the Alchemy Fire opened again, spewing scarlet brilliance.

In an instant, it swept across.

The long distance was instantly crossed, the invisible sound was sliced apart, erupting with bizarre sounds akin to bubbles bursting. The scorching beam left deep scorch marks on the shells of three or four mutated angels, beheading one of them.

Like a giant stone hitting the ground, yet the lips kept moving, chanting silently.

The headless body continued forward.

Even, when the lock chains were burned off, its speed became incredibly fast.

The uncontrollable angel trampled its own allies, frenzied, rushing straight toward the Town of Dusk.

Countless artillery rained upon its body, tearing its massive shell to shreds, but the perforated limbs continued to sway forward.

Crashing straight into the metal high walls, incessantly shaking the cracks above, forcibly ripping open an aperture despite the wall’s self-repair.

Putrid plasma flowed out, nourishing the Hell Swarm below, spurring a round of mutations.

The Town of Dusk’s defenses were torn open.

The gate lay wide open.

Huai Shi frowned; the giant eye of the Eternal Frozen Heart attacks by consuming Divine Nature, with excessive expense, just one shot costs four or five points, enough to buy a Limited Edition Huai Shi.

Using it to deal with such things is really not cost-effective.