The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary Chapter 731
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Chapter 731: Murder of Crows
“I know that you are truly eyeing for the two clay statues we have left but trust me. This is not the right time to use them!” Moloch beseeched Qiu Yue to stay calm in her tactician work. She just did not know that there were other types of monsters that would perfectly counter the size and strength of those two clay statues.
Using them now would be a disservice to their powers hidden within those runes that Jespa had specifically created. (Although she was outright complaining why those human idiots at the top of the food chain still had not used them by now.)
“Urgh, fine let’s use our V2 rockets to stall the gian-” Qiu Yue was subsequently interrupted by an urgent shout from a Goblin telecoms operator.
“Mdm! Another magical portal appeared right above the safe zone, and unlike the previous time, there are thousands of different signature readings coming out of it right now!” The operator said with much anxiety in his tone.
Qiu Yue quickly zoomed into the safe zone area using whatever surveillance devices they had left there as well as the birds from Que Er.
“Damn, they are here.” Moloch cursed as he shook his head. The aerial nightmare he had dreaded for so long, had indeed arrived.
Marquis Forneus, Commander of the Dragon Devils with his army of Dragonlites had finally joined the fray.
As expected from his regiment of aerial units, the Dragon Devils consisted of Dragons that were as large as Boeing 747 planes and Forneus had hundreds of them coming onto the scene. With battalions of Dragonlites’ armed to the teeth, Marquis Forneus was not going to pull any punches after hearing the commotion back in the Demon Metropolis.
“About damn time.” Earl Barbatos smirked as he saw his own reinforcements come at the same time as Marquis Forneus’ troops. His Elite Giants were armed with full-body armour, along with crossbows and two-handed halberds which made the siege weapons look like miniature items in comparison.
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Kraft had been right all along. That battle of attrition at the sky bridge had been nothing but time stalled for the heavy hitters to arrive. It would have arguably a smarter choice to wait for them to arrive, yet fortunately for Jin’s side, their demon pride forbade them from just sitting around when faced with what should be a weak enemy.
Seeing that his father’s subjects had complied to the request he sent out earlier and the immediate threat to his siege weapons being averted, Prince Stolas quickly retreated back to the safe zone where the mana shield was being upheld.
“Heh, here I feared we’d be just on guard duty. Looks like we do have some things to play with.” Colonel Kan Jian sent on the radio channel to his fellow comrade Chen Lai.
“And of all scenarios, they had to give us the worst one.” Chen Lai chuckled as he watched the Dragonlites and the Dragon Devils approaching the floating platforms from the comfort of his temporary guard tower.
“Well, hard times make strong men.” Major Boon Tiong replied as he stood at the edge of the Agriculture Sector 1 with the instructions to release something rather ominous once the Dragonlites managed to touch the ground. For now, the Goblin Anti Air Company were stocking on the ammunition and had their target reticule dead set on the incoming boogies.
“Goblin Wyvern Knights, you are barred from flying. I repeat. You are barred from flying! Any offenders to this will get sent to personal reeducation by Kraft.” Qiu Yue threatened through the loudspeakers, surprising the Wyrstriker and the rest of the knights who rushed to refill their ammunition while the goblin mages healed their wounds as well as the wyverns. The crafty fox meanwhile gave her a thumbs up, while his attention remained glued to his laptop.
“Why? We are still operational!” Wyrstriker walked towards a temporary communication post built at the side of the hangar and asked if the telecoms operator knew anything before going to the System Channel to complain.
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“Because it seems that it is time for my debut!” Que Er answered as she gracefully floated down from the ceiling of the hangar and shortly after her touchdown, hundreds of ruby eyes glowed simultaneously. “You heal up and prepare for the actual fight against these Dragon Devils which Moloch warned us about. That is if I leave some of them for you to kill.” She teased with a slightly protective mother look on her.
As much as she wanted Wyrstriker to grow, this definitely proved too much for him and his guys to handle. A company of knights against a full-fledged army of aerial units? They were not like those couple hundred Spartans who had the advantage of surrounding mountains to reduce the number of enemies coming at them nor did they have any lightning storm or fated winds to aid them in their battle.
This truly boiled down to being a numbers game. And unfortunately, numbers were just what Wyrstriker lacked on his side.
“So let me be his mountains in the sky so his spear can concentrate on the prize alone.” Que Er thought as Huginn and Muninn left her shoulders and took off into the skies, followed by a massive murder of crows cawing behind them as they momentarily darkened the hangars to support the two ravens of Odin.
“Fine, if you want us to rest, then so be it.” Wyrstriker guessed this was a good time for a proper refit of his Wyvern. “Knights! Since we have the time, we might as well equip properly for the showdown against those Dragon Devils!” He shouted, and the rest acknowledged his orders fervently. (Even the Wyverns growl with approval!)
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“FIRE!” The Goblin Captain shouted, and every member of the Goblin Anti Air Company was eager to bring down as many Dragonlites as possible, delaying the inevitable scenario of them landing on to the floating platforms.
Black smoke filled with pellets burst into the sky, hurting the Dragonlites and killing some unlucky ones in the process. Still, it did not stop the overall Dragonlite Horde from moving systematically towards each individual platform.
Those Anti Air fires were nothing to the frontliners until the Dragonlite scouts caught with their keen eye a large black blob with glowing red sparkles emerging from one of the platforms towards them. Thinking it was some magical spell, the captains ordered a magical defensive shield to be placed in front of them.
In unison, the Dragonlites performed it impressively fast, and the mages from the Dragon Devils were also supplying mana to the existing energy shield to stop whatever was coming towards them to reduce their burden.
However, the shield was of a single direction instead of a spherical one like the one Countess Dantalion had on Flashy.
So, the Anti Air Gunners were still able to inflict some damage but the retaliation was something it did not expect as well. During the protection from the black blob, some of the Dragonlites were ordered to throw magical Harpoons infused with a high amount of mana towards the Anti Air Gunners.
And when thrown, those harpoons acted like missiles in the context of the modern world. It was devastating enough to pierce through the Lost Tech Shield that the Gunners used for safety and damaged the Flak guns.
Yet, in hindsight, the Dragonlites should have kept it for the incoming murder of crows.
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