Chapter 912 - 513: All Rivers Flow to the Sea (Part 3)

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My routine has been disrupted recently, I’m too tired, my emotions can’t rise, and I’m stuck at the climax part. But I can’t judge whether what I wrote is good or bad, so I’ll post it now and replace it after I wake up.

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There are three circular defense lines surrounding the black hole, the smallest has a diameter of fifteen kilometers, the second is eighty kilometers, and the third is three hundred kilometers.

The outermost circle is composed of forty-eight super self-propelled artillery pieces with barrels seventeen point three meters long, each crafted and installed before the apocalypse, meaning that once they’re lost, they can’t be repaired. But as long as they exist, no carbon-based life can cross this chasm.

Twelve such artillery clusters are deployed along the mountain ridge, embedded segment by segment into the folds of the mountain.

The base of each cannon is a platform with a nine-meter diameter. Beneath the platform is a loading system penetrating forty meters underground into the wilderness. Ammunition is stored in vertical magazines, with loading arms hovering twelve centimeters above the magazine, while the hydraulic system maintains preheating pressure.

When the order is given and the first shell is pushed into the cannon, war begins.

Cavalry pours like a waterfall from the crack, crashing onto the ground. Then, Su Huan can’t discern their forms; the war enters a fierce phase right from the start, with the battlefield’s center full of light and heat. Su Huan can’t even see the black hole in the sky—the battlefield’s core has completely transformed into a volcano.

Donghuang has invested the savings of decades into this.

At the onset of war, their combat power is at its peak.

All he could do was raise an energy shield to protect two somewhat overly excited old men behind him.

But this is far from over, not even the beginning of the end.

The second defense line is eighty kilometers long because it has twelve sections, each sixty-two kilometers long and forty meters wide, with road surfaces reinforced to withstand three hundred tons of load being repeatedly crushed.

Its ends are connected to four underground bunkers, where unmanned bombers with a wingspan of sixty-eight meters are stationed. The entire aircraft adopts a flying wing layout, without a vertical tail or cockpit, resembling a flat ray from the side.

No runway lights are needed, nor tower guidance.

They can silently slide out of their bunkers, glide along the highway, and head for the battlefield.

For a full ten minutes, Su Huan felt like only seconds had passed; the explosions didn’t stop for a moment, not a single moment was quiet. The military carried out a saturated strike on a fifteen-kilometer radius.

Su Huan had no idea how much ammunition these war freaks had stored in Eternal Night, still maintaining such scale after two years of fighting.

Su Huan felt he had previously underestimated them.

He’s now curious about one thing: how do the enemies withstand this firepower to emerge from the black hole?

This is not merely physical attacks; besides various shells and weapons he hasn’t seen, there’s a special low-tier Evolver brigade formed by drawing Evolvers from each unit, including from Su Huan’s division.

Their task isn’t to fight, but to create chaos at the battlefield’s center using all their abilities.

This has resulted in an energy flow so chaotic that Su Huan couldn’t help but frown.

If he was Tier Three, he could only last a moment at the battlefield’s center before being vaporized.

But Tier Four is different; even the most chaotic energy torrent can be easily sorted by him.

As if affirming his thoughts, the power of the Rule appeared in the battlefield’s center. A military general clad in heavy armor emerged from the barrage, with cavalry climbing tenaciously behind him. Their eyes beneath the helmets devoid of any emotion, icy cold, staring at them.

Wrapped in an invisible aura, it’s precisely this aura that protected them from any harm from the shelling.

Su Huan just took a step forward when the Elder Marshal’s hand rested on his arm, "It’s not time for you to act yet, conserve your strength, let us handle it."

"Conserving energy is meaningless to me."

Su Huan said lightly.

The world illuminated by artillery fire gained a touch of ethereal blue, with the ground silently covered by a layer.

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[Temporarily replaced with an outline, will replace after waking up]

[Some scattered ideas and outline, will replace later, my mind isn’t very clear now]

Changbai Pharmaceutical and Mine City, Business Alliance and Longxi High-speed Rail, Iron Pine Forest Camp, Dragon Gate.

There’s a gladiator arena, testing combat capabilities, selling potions, also a place for Scavengers to rise.

Cheng Zhan, Tier Two Death Gladiator skilled in weapon use, Defender advancing quickly, always ranked first, bodyguard of the tycoon, Su Huan understood why this gladiator series spread widely.

The second is Changbai Pharmaceutical’s living sign.

The third is the Business Alliance’s.

Glasses asked where to stop?

Huayang believed it should stop at the city head.

Ge Mian’s people went to remind the representatives of each faction that they have arrived, reached the head.

Prepare for battle on the vehicle.

Su Huan thought it was a Dragon Gate banquet, the first day was flattering, greetings, the second day during the day Huayang took him for a stroll, and whatever he glanced at was delivered that night.

Su Huan was still puzzled as to why Yu Yue was angry, three girls, two long-legged regal ladies, one intellectual.

What he saw on the road was decent family.

Bar owner.

On the third day, where Su Huan walked, the quality of beauties increased, even a bar owner became a long-legged regal lady.

All were Huayang’s relatives, sisters and cousins, from the same circle.

In addition, there was a golden-haired, blue-eyed, long-legged speaker fluent in Donghuang language.