stjorthotic Chapter 70 The Final Battle of Blade Winter
Chapter 70 The Final Battle of Blade Winter
Chapter 70 The Winter of Blades: The Final Battle (Part 1) (Combined)
The Tower of Babel, a trap zone.
The rusty gears meshed silently in the darkness, and beneath the seemingly solid alloy plates on the ground flowed a potent acid strong enough to melt bones in a second.
This was set up by Lorraine using the Doom Watchtower and existing traps.
The darkest line of defense.
Just now, six third-tier commanders were killed right here, without even seeing the city wall, by the insidious tricks that kept appearing in this trap zone.
The air still retained the pungent, acrid smell of strong acid corroding flesh.
"Thump."
A combat boot covered in thick ice crystal armor slammed heavily onto a pressure-sensitive panel.
"Click."
The mechanism was triggered.
The hydraulic hammer, already poised overhead, hurtled towards them with terrifying kinetic energy comparable to a several-ton weight.
The speed was so fast that it left only a blur.
Even a third-tier monster would be seriously injured by this attack.
however.
The tall figure walking at the very front didn't even raise his head.
He simply raised his left hand, which was not holding a sword.
It's like swatting away an annoying fly.
"Bang!!!"
A hydraulic hammer, powerful enough to shatter adamantite armor, slammed into his palm.
There was no sound of bones breaking.
There was no blood or gore.
There was only one tooth-grinding metallic wail.
That thick hydraulic rod was bent at a ninety-degree angle.
The enormous recoil force flowed upstream along the device, directly shattering the entire mechanical structure hidden in the ceiling into fragments.
Haji withdrew his hand.
He patted the rust off his palm, his weathered face showing utter boredom.
"this one?"
He snorted coldly and continued walking forward.
Behind him, a massive, dark army of monsters surged in like a silent tide along the path he had trodden.
All the monsters lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.
They sensed the overwhelming, suppressed rage emanating from their commander.
This anger was not because of the dead subordinates.
It was not because of the humiliation of being mocked by ants.
"Sizzle—"
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The jet nozzles on both sides of the corridor reopened.
This time, instead of acid, it spewed out high-temperature steam at thousands of degrees Celsius.
This is a fatal blow to the weaknesses of carbon-based organisms.
That ogre overlord just now died from this move; he was so pained by the intense heat that he fell directly into the shredder.
Even regeneration capabilities failed to function.
But Haji didn't even bother to hide.
"Buzz".
A faint, almost transparent, ice-blue light shield appeared on his body.
That's a unique mark of a fourth-tier powerhouse.
Magic Shield.
This is a qualitative change.
It is the insurmountable chasm between the mortal and the extraordinary.
Steam surged forth, and the moment it touched the light shield, it was frozen into countless tiny ice crystals by the extreme low temperature, which then fell down in a flurry.
The slippery traps underfoot were pushed aside by the shield.
Haji was unharmed.
Even the frequency of his forward strides didn't change in the slightest.
"Too weak."
"Too slow."
"This is so boring."
As Haji walked, he allowed the traps to bombard him relentlessly.
The floor collapsed? He flew right over it.
Poisonous gas everywhere? He didn't even need to breathe anymore.
Laser cut? His magical shield froze the beam of light.
He was like a heavy tank that crashed into a toy city, brutally, tyrannically, and irrationally crushing all the carefully designed ideas.
With bad luck.
At the edge of his field of vision.
The death tunnel that had just swallowed six of his generals now seemed like a clumsy joke.
This is the fourth order.
Before absolute power, all schemes and tricks are pale and powerless.
"A poor little baron."
Haji murmured the title, the murderous intent in his eyes almost solidifying.
"If you think you can stop me with these childish gadgets—"
"Then you are underestimating the name 'Winter of Blades' far too much."
He walked out of the passageway.
Suddenly, everything became clear.
That was a huge plaza inside the mobile city.
Not far away, the simple camp and the few seemingly dilapidated defensive towers stood silently in the wind and snow.
It looks so fragile.
So easily defeated.
Haji stopped in his tracks.
The army of monsters behind him quickly dispersed, forming a fan shape that surrounded the entire plaza.
Tens of thousands of bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on the camp.
At a single command, they will devour everything here like locusts.
But Haji did not give the order.
He wants to take action himself.
He wanted to use the most brutal and direct method to tell this mouse hiding in its shell what was going on.
What is despair?
Haji slowly drew the greatsword from his back.
The sword is two meters long and is made entirely of millennia-old ice, radiating a chilling aura capable of freezing the soul.
He took a deep breath and roared like thunder at the desolate camp.
"Humans! Come out here!"
"Kneel down! Prepare to die!"
The sound waves rolled in.
The terrifying pressure from a fourth-tier expert instantly swept across the entire plaza.
The watchtowers around the camp creaked under the weight of the sound.
The glass shattered.
Snow avalanche.
however.
The camp remained deathly silent.
No one responded.
No one came forward to surrender.
There wasn't even a single scream of terror.
It's like an empty grave.
Haji squinted.
This feeling of being ignored caused his anger to completely spiral out of control.
"Playing dead, huh?"
He raised the greatsword high.
The ice elements in the world gathered wildly, forming a giant ice sword phantom that was a hundred meters long above his head.
The aura of destruction caused all the demons present to tremble and instinctively kneel on the ground.
"Since you're not coming out..."
Haji's lips curled into a cruel, sinister smile.
"Then I'll smash you and your turtle shell together!"
"Winter's End—Mountain Shattering!"
The giant sword slashed down.
The air was torn apart.
The illusory image of the ice sword, powerful enough to cleave mountains, slashed fiercely at the seemingly sturdy city wall with unstoppable force.
boom-!!!
This blow was like the sky collapsing and the earth sinking.
The enormous ice sword slammed heavily against the city wall.
What Karl had previously considered an indestructible "special city wall" capable of even defeating a third-tier powerhouse was now as fragile as tofu.
"Crack—Boom!"
There is no suspense.
The pale golden light curtain didn't even last a second before shattering into countless points of light.
Next comes the wall.
The defensive fortifications, constructed from shape-memory metal and high-strength concrete, shattered under the crushing force of the fourth tier.
Gravel flew everywhere.
Dust filled the air.
The shockwave that erupted in that instant scraped away a layer of the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters.
Just one strike.
The walls that Lorraine was so proud of were completely erased.
Along with the six thorny watchtowers behind it, the overflowing sword energy also shredded them into scrap metal.
Amidst billowing smoke and dust.
Haji sheathed his sword and stood there.
He looked at the ruins before him, a satisfied expression on his face.
That is power.
This is what war should look like.
Traps and tactics are all rubbish in the face of absolute violence.
"Charge in!"
Haji waved his hand dismissively, "Leave no survivors! Kill them all! Eat them all!"
"roar--!"
The demon army, which could no longer contain itself, let out a deafening roar.
Like a black tide bursting its banks, they surged madly into the camp, trampling over rubble and ruins.
Each monster opened its mouth wide, drool dripping from its fangs.
They crave blood.
It yearns for the screams of humanity.
The craving for the pleasure of tearing flesh apart.
Especially the flesh of witches.
That is an invaluable tonic for demons.
Haji followed.
He walked slowly, but each step carried the ease of a cat playing with a mouse.
He had even begun to plan in his mind how to deal with the kid who had caused him so much loss once he caught Lorraine.
Should we peel off the skin first? Or should we remove the tendons first?
Or you could simply turn him into an ice sculpture and display it in your collection room, so that he would forever retain that terrified expression from before his death.
As he thought about it, Haji's smile deepened.
however.
As he ventured deeper into the camp, the smile gradually froze on his face.
Not right.
It's too quiet.
Logically speaking, with the city walls breached, the massacre should have already begun.
It should be filled with desperate cries and pleas for mercy right now.
But now.
Apart from the excited roars of the monsters and the sounds of them ransacking and smashing things, there was no sound of any human.
"grown ups!"
An adjutant rushed over in a panic and knelt down with a thud.
"Nobody's here!"
"What?" Haji frowned.
"There's no one inside!" The adjutant's voice trembled. "The entire camp is empty! The cabins are empty, the warehouses are empty, even those destroyed towers—are empty!"
Haji suddenly looked up.
His gaze pierced through the smoke and dust, scanning his surroundings.
It is indeed empty.
Inside those seemingly tidy wooden houses, there was nothing but some tattered bedding rolls.
The warehouse door was open; not a single grain of wheat remained inside, not even a rat dropping had been swept away.
The entire camp was like a meticulously arranged stage.
The audience entered.
But all the actors ran away.
"They ran away?"
Haji's face instantly turned ashen.
A feeling of humiliation at being mocked surged through me.
He, a powerful fourth-tier expert, mobilized a large army and even lost six third-tier commanders, only to end up with an empty shell.
That Lorraine.
How dare they pull off an empty city ploy right under his nose?
"It's impossible for it to have run far!"
Haji suddenly closed his eyes.
His nostrils twitched slightly.
As a top predator in the desolate winter wasteland, his sense of smell is hundreds of times stronger than that of the most perceptive frost wolves.
Especially the taste of "Demon Fire".
That is the core of the lord, the soul of the territory.
No lord would abandon his demonic fire.
As long as the demonic fire remains, Lorraine will always be here!
The air was filled with the smells of engine oil, dust, and the stench of monsters.
But amidst this chaotic atmosphere...
Haji caught a faint, yet incredibly pure, scent.
That is————
The smell of burning magic energy.
And it's right nearby!
"Over there!"
Haji suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as lightning, locking onto the deeper parts of the mobile city.
There stands a huge spire that soars into the clouds.
That is the magical relay tower of this mobile city.
That's where the flavor is coming from!
And it's very strong!
That's the smell that only comes out when the territory's demonic fire is burning at full power.
"Good lad."
Haji laughed in anger, a savage glint in his eyes.
"So they hid in a mouse hole."
"Did you think you could survive by hiding in that iron tower?"
"Innocent!"
As one of the three winters of Fimbulla, under the rule of the Winter Lord, no one knows better than him how to open a tin can.
"Everyone, follow me!"
Haji raised his greatsword and shot into the sky like a cannonball, heading straight for the relay tower.
"This time, let's see where you run!"
at the same time.
In a place unknown to anyone in a moving city.
Lorraine looked at the red dot on the screen that was approaching at an alarming speed and let out a soft breath.
He turned his head and looked at the brain floating in the life support tank beside him.
"ohm."
"This is also part of the plan."
"Are you ready?"
Let's rewind to fifteen minutes ago.
The main control room is located to the side of the magic relay tower.
This is the heart of the entire mobile city, and also the location of Ohm's main body.
Inside the enormous control room, countless cables of varying thicknesses converge like blood vessels onto the huge transparent culture tank in the center.
In the pale green nutrient solution, a pale brain is pulsating slightly.
On the screen that Lorraine brought in, which didn't originally exist here, Ohm's pixelated emoji looked somewhat melancholy.
【（.—.）】
"Lorraine————"
A loli voice, translated from binary code, rang in Lorraine's ears.
"Are you really going to do this?"
Lorraine stood in front of the console, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she typed code.
He is modifying the underlying protocol of the relay tower.
He was unlocking those old security locks.
He is making a bomb.
"This is the only way."
Lorraine didn't turn her head, her tone as calm as if she were discussing what to have for dinner.
"Haji is a fourth-tier warrior. And he's a heavily armored warrior with extremely high defensive capabilities."
"Conventional methods won't kill him."
"Even if Anna advances to the third tier, and even if we have those twelve Ice and Fire Demon Towers, our chances of winning are still only one in ten."
"I don't want to gamble with my life."
Lorraine stopped what she was doing, turned around, and looked at the culture jar.
"I want a 100% win rate."
"And the city's reactor, which this tower connects to, is the only ultimate weapon."
The emoji on the screen has changed.
It turned into terror.
【（ΩΩ）】
"But—detonate the energy core of the relay tower—"
"This is not just about destroying the tower."
"At the moment of the explosion, the overloaded energy pulse will sweep across a radius of one kilometer."
"You're here too!"
"If you lure him here, you'll get blown up too!"
Ohm's voice trembled with a hint of a sob.
Although she is a machine spirit, she is a brain in a jar.
But during this time together, she felt a warmth she had never experienced before from this human named Lorraine.
He is the first person in the past thousand years to treat her as a "human being".
He would chat with her.
I'll fix it up for her.
He would even tell her jokes from outside.
Although the jokes were lame, Ohm found them very funny.
She didn't want him to die.
"and----"
Ohm's tone suddenly lowered.
The emoticon on the screen changed to a crying face.
【(T—T)】
"My control room is right next to this magic relay tower."
"If it explodes—"
"I'm not going to survive either, am I?"
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