"Over a thousand Legendary-tier Sacred Sculpture monsters… and they were just taken care of like that?"
Bumie Zhanxin, Huanyu, and the others standing atop the fortress walls stared at the Sacred Sculpture Ravagers lying sprawled on the ground — each one looking haggard, their HP universally dropped to below a third — and could barely keep their jaws from hitting the floor.
They had expected a brutal fight.
It wouldn't have been surprising if it dragged on for an entire day and night, with heavy casualties on their side. The Sacred Sculpture monsters fought at a high level, were cunning beyond belief, and could continuously improve their combat strength through learning, becoming ever more dangerous. With their thick HP pools and natural combat recovery, they could sustain a fight for an extraordinarily long time.
Yet the Mobile Fortress had dealt all this damage in just two volleys, crippling over a thousand Legendary-tier Sacred Sculpture Ravagers and annihilating an army of hundreds of thousands.
From start to finish, it hadn't felt like a battle at all. It had been nothing more than a slaughter — a Killing Feast.
Those once-invincible Legendary-tier Sacred Sculpture Ravagers and the vast Sacred Sculpture army had been nothing but targets for the Mobile Fortress, waiting helplessly to be massacred, unable to even put up a fight…
"No wonder he never took any of the major superpowers seriously from the beginning. With this Mobile Fortress, not even the five great super-guilds would stand a chance against Zero Wing now." Bumie Zhanxin gazed out at the world beyond, now reduced to a barren wasteland, and could only smile bitterly.
Star Ring, Hundred Ghosts Roam — it didn't matter.
Neither of them was worth a damn in front of this Mobile Fortress.
But inside the fortress, only Shi Feng knew just how steep a price that single strike had cost.
All eight Mana Charge Towers firing at once — that one salvo had burned through 160,000 Mana Crystals, equivalent to the entire stockpile of a top-tier second-rate guild.
Right now, even a first-rate guild wouldn't have more than 400,000 Mana Crystals in reserve. A single volley had consumed nearly half of a first-rate guild's total stock, and after these two rounds of attacks, he had already burned through the equivalent of an entire first-rate guild's inventory…
Meanwhile, on the back of the Dark Flame Crow outside the Mobile Fortress, Lu Xingluo and the Beast Emperor sat in stunned silence, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
The Beast Emperor in particular was shaken to his core. With a million-strong Sacred Sculpture army and over a thousand Legendary-tier Ravagers, he had been confident they could sweep through the Twin Towers Kingdom — that as long as the kingdom's forces didn't intervene, no one could rival them.
But now…
It wasn't just the Beast Emperor who was reeling from what he had witnessed. Even the members of Hundred Ghosts Roam in the distance felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.
A single volley had crippled the Sacred Sculpture army — and that was only because the Legendary-tier monsters had high defense and massive HP pools, allowing them to barely survive. If it had been their own players charging in, it would have been instant death.
"Elder Fengying, this Mobile Fortress is far too powerful. If we charge in…" said Feiye, a short-haired beauty carrying a massive axe, unable to keep herself from turning to Zhufengying. "I'm afraid we wouldn't stand a chance…"
In terms of aerial combat, the Spirit Serpent was undeniably formidable — far beyond what a few Legendary-tier Ravagers could compare to. It could even crush several Ravagers at once.
But against that earth-shattering strike that had leveled tens of meters of terrain, their odds would only be slightly better than the Ravagers'. As for them, they would be utterly annihilated…
What was more, even facing that indiscriminate strike, the Mobile Fortress's magic barrier had remained completely intact. Its defensive power was clearly beyond anything they could break through. Even the Spirit Serpent's strongest attack would be roughly equivalent to that cataclysmic blast — at best, it might drain a bit of the barrier's energy…
On the back of the Spirit Serpent, Zhufengying hesitated for a long moment before finally speaking. "We're withdrawing!"
The Spirit Serpent was a Legendary-tier flying mount, already upgraded to Tier 4, with its strongest attack reaching early Tier 5. That kind of power would be enough to break through even a high-tier guild city's defensive magic array.
In his estimation, the fortress's defensive array was powerful, but given enough time, breaking it wouldn't be impossible. But right now, the question wasn't whether they could destroy it — it was whether they could even survive a few hits from that purifying light.