Chapter 199
by fanqienovelChapter 199: We Were Blowing Up Our Own Home!
"Fear nothing!"
"That was merely a technical mishap!"
"This is the Azure Emperor and Great Primordial Deity testing our resolve!"
A Commander leading a thousand foot soldiers—called "Hata" or "Flag Bearer"—rode atop a towering humanoid vehicle, amplifying his voice through external speakers to rally the faltering troops.
This force was known as the "Marine Corps," originally the "Imperial Marine Corps" attached to the royal guard fleet. Among all marine units, they were the most rigorously trained and lavishly equipped, serving as the royal guard fleet’s ground combat division.
Yet these elite troops seemed irrelevant for the impending "God’s War." Instead, they marched toward the capital—Emperor Wood Solar Trees City—with heavy gear.
Suppressing gladiator slave revolts and uprisings by the Protium and Trinitum Clans should’ve been straightforward. But misfortunes piled up before they’d gone far.
First, the royal guard fleet was attacked by a terrifying monster. Though stationed far from the port and already en route, a colossal creature mountainously tall now loomed before them—as if a new ridge had erupted from the harbor!
Some conscripted police units instantly lost morale and fled on the spot. Fortunately, most occupied the rear ranks, preventing chaos from spreading forward.
Then came a more horrifying spectacle:
A sundered battleship groaned and creaked before streaking overhead like a meteor, raining metal shards and human remains. Many soldiers were struck, their agonized cries deepening the turmoil.
Witnessing the arena’s giant beast being toppled shattered the resolve of fresh recruits… Veteran warriors and flag bearers labored to steady the ranks.
Still, elite troops proved their worth. Against all odds, they maintained formation and pressed onward. The reason was simple…
"Long live the Great Primordial Deity!"
"Long live the Azure Emperor!"
Both the royal guard and Marine Corps were deeply corrupted, having absorbed the most "blessings" from these entities. Mutations ran rampant among these warriors, fueling their savage ferocity in battle.
Within the Azure Emperor or Great Primordial Deity’s sphere of influence, they fought like possessed demons—refusing to break or retreat. No calamity could erode their will.
Though the emerging deity spread its presence across Bubble World "Tritium," it appeared preoccupied elsewhere, showing no urgency to challenge the Azure Emperor’s dominion.
The spirit of the Azure Emperor still ruled this place and kept pouring fresh energy and will into his warriors.
They firmly believed that as long as the Azure Emperor stayed and the Great Primordial Deity’s shield was there, they would surely win in the end!
Until…
“Bang! Bang!”
“Boom!”
Gunfire broke out!
Warriors in the front and on the sides dropped like cut wheat.
Deadly large-caliber bullets ended their lives.
“Whoosh—!”
“Whoosh—!”
Magic bombs flew through the air and hit the crowd!
“We’re ambushed!”
“Alert! Alert!”
“Fight back!”
“Everyone hide behind the ‘Tengu’ heavy tank!”
“Fire the cannons! Blast that building down!”
At the orders of the flag bearers, heavy weapons roared back.
“Bang—!”
“Boom! Boom!”
All kinds of shells rained ruin and fire on the city around. In less than twenty minutes, the whole area was rubble.
But…
“Whew…”
A hot wind swept by.
Besides the crackle of flames, nothing else stirred.
The attackers vanished like ghosts!
“Damn it!”
“Leave some to search, the rest move on!”
“Go!”
But just as they reached the next block that was still whole…
“Bang—!”
“Boom! Boom!”
The same thing started over!
“Bang!”
The commander in charge of the suppression mission slammed the mech hard.
“Damn it!”
“Are they playing us?”
“Summon the heavy artillery!”
“Blast the entire city district ahead!”
Moments later…
Flames roared skyward as explosions ripped through the air!
Magical incendiary bombs, fragmentation shells, and anti-structure magic siege rounds rained down like they were free.
The entire district ahead drowned in a terrifying ocean of fire.
No "rat" hiding in those alleys could survive this bombardment!
“Hahaha!”
“Gutter rats, await your doom!”
“Hahaha… uh…”
His laughter died in his throat.
A realization struck him.
Sweat beaded on his forehead.
“We… we’re bombing our own city…”
“And the artillery’s range… it covers the area near the divine trees, the ‘Emperor Wood Solar Trees.’”
The gathering place of the Trinitum Clan.
“That means…”
He buried his face in his hands.
“We just bombed our own homes…”
“Damn! My home’s right there too!”
—-
“Thud… Thud… Thud…”
Angna stayed inside the “avatar construct.”
But this construct wasn’t what it used to be; its internal “Primordial Engine” had been utterly transformed by a mysterious power, becoming a “Heart of the Divine.”
It now thumped steadily, pumping abundant energy through the entire construct.
The original cockpit—where the Trinitum Clan member Zhimach Angan once resided—had become a spacious chamber. A connection organ woven with pipes encased Angna’s head.
Through this brain-machine interface, she could feel every corner of the massive “avatar construct” and share data from sensors covering the construct’s skin.
Now, these sensors had fully “biologized.” They integrated seamlessly with the body, capable of metabolism, eliminating concerns about detachment, damage, or replacement.
Like the sensors, the entire "avatar construct" had also fully "biologized."
It was less an "avatar construct" and more a complete "Divine Body!"
“Huff…”
The massive “avatar body” exhaled a deep breath through its nostrils.
The powerful airflow struck the ground, carving two shallow craters.
“Huff…”
The avatar body gazed at the kneeling gladiators and roared in a commanding voice.
“Stand up!”
“No master remains!”
“From this day forth, kneel only before the Giant God!”
It raised its head higher.
Now, as the “avatar body” moved, the original mechanical grinding and stiffness vanished; clearly, the Giant God’s divine power had refined it into full "biologization."
The colossal “avatar body” peered into the distance.
Soon, it spotted a horde of snarling Trinitum Clan members advancing in tanks and mechs while firing relentlessly.
They blasted paths open with cannons, leveling roads and buildings, firing large-caliber rounds wildly.
The Giant God’s angels of death evacuated rebellious Protium and Deuterium civilians while directing able-bodied fighters to resist from behind any cover.
Yet two fists are no match for four hands.
Outgunned, even the “angels of death” resorted to roadside bombs to slow the enemy.
Though corpses and burning wrecks littered the ground, the advance crawled forward, and reinforcements poured in endlessly!
The Giant God’s warriors faced imminent defeat!
“Time to act!”
“Let’s test this new ‘Divine Body’s’ might!”
—-
“Ugh… cough…”
Sylvia was now battered and broken.
Though the First Paratrooper intelligence swiftly uncovered the Trinitum Clan’s mad plan—to bomb their own territory to crush the rebellion—she’d retreated too late.
As a Purity Officer, she and her First Paratroopers were evacuating rebellious Protium slaves and Deuterium civilians.
While she and her unit might survive by the Giant God’s grace and their armor, Protium and Deuterium fighters with jury-rigged guns or mere fire bottles faced certain annihilation.
They’d evacuated most civilians and hidden others in makeshift shelters before the bombardment, but Sylvia and several First Paratroopers weren’t so fortunate.
“Damn it…”
Sylvia leaned against a wall, stood slowly, and limped backward.
Her blood-splattered back bore shrapnel of varying sizes.
Yet through the agony, she cradled a tiny life—a two-year-old Protium girl.
It was said Sylvia heard crying mid-retreat, rushed to save the child, and took the brunt of enemy fire.
Purity Officers often seemed ruthless, even inhuman—
But who truly knew?
Their coldness was reserved for Chaos Demon God cultists.
For innocents open to the Holy Light, they became more “human” than anyone.
For they understood: in this corrupted world, an untainted soul was priceless!
“Cough… cough…”
“Must get her… out…”
But fate denied her.
“Quick! Someone ahead!?”
“Here!”
Hasty footsteps approached.
Then a lecherous voice sneered:
“Nice!”
“A pretty one!”
“Thud… Thud… Thud…”
Heavy mechanical footfalls echoed!