In front of a Fatui camp, a massive machine emitted a dull roar. At its end was a portal formed by black mist, and countless Fatui soldiers were lining up, ready to step through.
They were going to fight for glory!
Pass through this door, destroy the Guizhong Machine, deprive the Adeptuss of their means to fight the God, and force Morax to appear!
To share the burden of the Harbinger!
A Skirmisher holding a musket stood in front of the portal. It was his turn to enter.
His hand gripped the stock of the gun, his palm slightly sweaty, his heart a little nervous, but he suppressed his feelings and stepped into the portal.
His vision shifted. He had been standing on grass, but with a single step, he was now thousands of meters in the sky.
But just as he stepped onto the platform formed by Adeptus arts, before his vision could fully adjust, a pair of strong hands pressed onto his shoulders. He looked up in alarm, only to find that he was not facing an enemy, but a senior.
At this moment, the senior's face was covered in blood, yet he still held onto his shoulders tightly with both hands. He was severely injured and lacked much strength, but from his hand movements, it seemed he wanted to push him back.
"Don't step into the portal! Go back! Go back and tell them!"
The senior shouted hoarsely, not caring that his throat was coughing up blood foam: "This is a trap! We're not facing humans at all! They, the Liyue Heavenly Pride, are using us Fatui as ammunition!"
The Musketeer blinked, unable to understand the senior's words: "Senior, what... what are you talking about? If you block here, won't I be unable to see the situation on the battlefield?"
"Don't look, just go back! Don't step into the portal, don't step into... Ah ah ah ah ah!" Before the senior could finish speaking, a white-haired woman in black clothes tied with red ropes walked over expressionlessly, grabbed his collar, and dragged him away.
The Musketeer snapped back to reality. He couldn't just watch his senior being taken away, so he quickly aimed his gun at the white-haired woman, but the next moment, when he saw the situation on the battlefield—
"What is this?"
He almost forgot the hand that was about to pull the trigger.
"What... what happened? What exactly is going on here?"
They were radiant maidens, but in his eyes, they were clearly demons in human skin.
A blue-haired, barefoot maiden waved her paintbrush, and a noblewoman with sharp claws appeared out of thin air, tearing apart the tendons of nearby Fatui, leaving them collapsed on the ground.
A tall, blue-haired maiden who looked very similar to her then dragged them away.
Two maidens wielding greatswords, one barefoot and one wearing armor resembling a maid's outfit, took turns batting Fatui soldiers at each other, with the barefoot maiden then smacking them towards the Guizhong Machine with her greatsword.
A snake-tailed maiden driving a bulldozer robot was the most efficient, scooping up large groups of people with a single shovel and transporting them to the edge of the formation.
And on the outskirts of the field, a blonde-haired maiden in white, wielding two Swords, slaughtered all the Fatui attempting to escape like a meat grinder.
But finally, one Fatui still managed to run to the edge of the formation. He took off his mask and let out a long cry to the sky: "Hahahahaha! I still got away! I'd rather die by my own hand than be cannon fodder!"
With that, he jumped down towards the sea below without hesitation. He would surely die, but he would also find liberation.
However, a mechanical hand immediately chased after him and dragged him back. Svarog, carrying Clara, then helped him fall asleep and threw him towards the Guizhong Machine.
The Musketeer shook his head, unable to believe these scenes. He suddenly remembered something and quickly turned to look at the white-haired woman.
The white-haired woman said something to a blue-haired goat-girl on a ballista, then threw the senior out. Immediately, the blue-haired goat-girl fired a volley, and the senior was carried by it, flying towards the God Osial.
The senior became a firework.
"What in the world is happening?!"
The Musketeer finally couldn't hold on. He screamed loudly, aiming his gun at Shenhe, but suddenly heard a strange sound by his ear.
"Dudu?"
He turned his head, and what entered his vision was a chubby Horsetail with a colorful mane.
"Little Ika!"
In the distance, a little girl with colorful twin Horsetails and white stockings waved towards him: "Send him off!"
A rainbow flashed, and the Musketeer, with a shocked expression, saw the muzzle of the Guizhong Machine and the flames spewing at him from within... "Sigh..."
On the Guizhong Machine, Moon Carver True Lord sighed heavily.
His good friend Mountain Shaper, who was beside him, caught this scene. He tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong, Moon Carver, tired?"
Moon Carver True Lord shook his head, then looked around at the reserved Fatui ammunition and the Fatui who had been launched as cannonballs.
"I just feel that the merits I've accumulated over a thousand years of cultivation have been largely consumed in this battle."
Mountain Shaper's crane-like beady eyes watched for a moment, then indifferently turned away.
"Not that fast."
Osial in the distance, under this relentless barrage of fire, especially the cannon fire strongly supported by the Fatui, finally couldn't hold on. Without unsealing and regaining all of His power, He was ultimately just a target here.
But He was Osial, the Vortex Demon God! Before the Seven Great Authorities were in place, it was They who walked the world!
Osial took action. He placed His nine heads in front, forming a barrier, while all His remaining heads continuously charged power behind it. A highly oppressive Hydro element sphere formed in the air, and even the dark clouds in the sky were shattered by this attack.
On the Yaotai Technique, Paimon, who wasn't involved in the battle, exclaimed in alarm: "Look! What's that? It feels very ominous!"
Everyone looked over at the sound and saw this terrifying sight.
Moon Carver True Lord immediately felt a premonition of disaster and shouted to the rear: "Everyone, stop bothering with the Fatui! Quickly retreat to the Jade Chamber and prepare to withstand the impact!"
Cloud Retainer also quickly called out to the back: "Little girl with the greatsword, quickly throw out all remaining ammunition. We'll see if we can stop this attack!"
"Understood! Go, old iron!" Yunli held her greatsword level, and the blade actually expanded several times in her hand.
"Upper Cloud Sever!"
Yunli swung her blade, and the greatsword swept away all the Fatui soldiers like a paddle.
"Lower Earth Sever!"
Countless Fatui soldiers floated in the air, like a flurry of heavy snow.
Then, countless light arrows shot out, dragging numerous Fatui towards Osial with an overwhelming barrage of light arrows. This concentrated fire caused several times more destruction than before!
"Roar!!!"
A painful roar echoed, and several of Osial's heads were actually blown off by this attack!
"It worked!" Cheers erupted from the crowd, but the Adeptuss all shook their heads.
"Too late."
As the smoke cleared, a massive water sphere had formed. A huge torrent, its width immeasurable by the naked eye, shot towards the sky and disappeared into the dark clouds.
Everyone looked up and saw countless blue raindrops falling above the Jade Chamber.
Those were not raindrops, but countless high-pressure cannonballs!
"Strengthen defenses!" The six Adeptuss immediately abandoned the Guizhong Machine and collectively returned to the Jade Chamber to defend. Layers of Adeptus light shields enveloped everyone.
The high-pressure water cannons fell, shattering the Yaotai Technique instantly, completely destroying the Guizhong Machine, and even the Adeptus light shields broke apart layer by layer under the 'rain hitting plantain' attack.
The attack lasted for almost five minutes. These five minutes of defense left the Adeptuss almost exhausted, and the Jade Chamber was riddled with holes, but they finally persevered with everyone's combined efforts.
That single attack also seemed to have temporarily exhausted Osial's power, and both sides entered a cooldown phase.
"But... we no longer have any means to harm the other side," Lumine said, troubled, and everyone fell silent.
At this moment, Griseo suddenly tugged on Lumine's clothes: "Lumine-jie's base color is close to white."
Lumine tilted her head, not understanding Griseo's meaning, but Big Griseo, being the same person at a different age, understood. However, she still shook her head: "My younger self means that you, Lumine, have very strong energy adaptability. Almost all types of energy currencies can be absorbed, transformed, and applied by you. My younger self was probably suggesting that you could gather everyone's power to attempt a fatal blow against Osial, but the difficulty is too high."
Svarog also responded: "If the Guizhong Machine were still here, Miss Lumine could try to launch the gathered power all at once, but now we lack a weapon medium. As Miss Griseo said, we have no way to unleash concentrated power."
Lumine also annoyingly held her forehead: "It's all my fault. If only I had trained harder and mastered the Purple Demon Eyes..."
Moon Carver True Lord looked at Mountain Shaper and Cloud Retainer: "You two have the most various treasures. Do you have anything that meets the requirements?"
"If I had one, this Adeptus would have already brought it out," Cloud Retainer stated directly. Mountain Shaper beside her also shook his head.
"Everyone."
At this moment, Ningguang walked out from among the crowd with elegant steps.
"I have such a treasure."
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