Chapter 585: Chen Chu Steps onto the Frontlines, the Battle Escalates (II)

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Following Heavenly King Zhenwu’s orders, the engines of the six colossal battleships stationed above Abyssal City, each over ten kilometers long, roared awake like tidal waves. They then advanced toward the frontline.

The battleships’ enormous main cannons gradually opened, revealing their cores. Inside, ten massive Crystal Core Reactors started converging power, charging for their devastating attack.

Hum! Hum!

Over a dozen super electromagnetic cannons emitted dazzling lights, each towering over the city walls. Following Waling’s data system, they locked onto targets tens of thousands of kilometers away.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, eight blue beams shot across the sky, forming slender lines over the battlefield, which spanned tens of thousands of kilometers.

However, as two plasma-wrapped electromagnetic cannon shells approached the frontline, two unfamiliar demon kings unleashed overwhelming auras and intercepted the shells mid-air.

With their intervention, the aerial melee between four human kings and four demon kings turned into a four-on-six battle.

Boom!

On the ground below, Mech No.1, previously held back by a demon king, suddenly raised its head and shot a dark-red super-energy beam from its eyes. In an instant, it obliterated half of a beginning-stage demon king’s true form, which the human kings had tied down.

After severely wounding the demon king, Mech No.1 resumed its fierce battle with the late-stage demon king, shattering the sky and making the earth tremble. No alien dared approach an area of dozens of kilometers around them.

The battle ignited a burning fervor in the golden-haired young man watching from the edge of the rear battlefield.

"If only I could obtain a piece of Mech No.1’s tissue. I’d love to study that ancient lifeform’s genetic structure!"

In Battlefield Three, about five thousand kilometers away from the central battlefield, two perilous zones bordered the area: a storm-ravaged region and a void-torn expanse.

Between them lay a desolate mountain range, hundreds of kilometers wide and stretching over a thousand kilometers.

High above, two human kings faced off against two demon kings.

Below them, four human legions—totaling nearly 300,000 soldiers—occupied the highlands on one side of the mountain range. They fought fiercely against a primary war corps from the True Purgatory Demon Clan and nine subsidiary alien race legions.

The Purgatory Clan’s vassal races looked bizarre. As a whole, their civilizations seemed underdeveloped, their power systems simplistic.

However, their unique strengths made them valuable allies.

For instance, one of them—six meters tall, dark-skinned, and clad in crude armor—had extraordinary physical strength. Armed with massive iron shields that weighed several tons, they charged through the battlefield like unstoppable juggernauts.

Another race, standing four meters tall and covered in green scales, exhibited remarkable agility. They left afterimages as they darted across cliffs at lightning speed.

Yet another race resembled towering, twenty-meter-tall stone giants. Possessing immense strength, they could condense soil into gigantic boulders and hurl them over a kilometer with extreme force. Upon impact, the stone projectiles exploded with devastating power.

One of the races also specialized in controlling mutated beasts, allowing them to unleash swarms of feral creatures into battle.

Each of the Purgatory Clan’s subsidiary legions numbered over 100,000 and covered half the mountain range, fiercely clashing with the humans in a bloody stalemate.

Still, although the humans were outnumbered, their superior firepower tipped the scales in their favor.

Temporary strongholds featuring anti-aircraft cannons, rocket launchers, and simplified rune-shield matrices had been deployed from subspaces. They unleashed relentless assaults from key positions, their barrage of explosions shaking the heavens and the earth.

At the forefront stood tens of thousands of three-meter-tall unmanned robots with alloy-reinforced bodies. They wielded high-caliber Gatling guns and carried ammo crates on their backs, forming the core of the human forces.

Forged from mythical world-mined materials, they had exceptional energy conductivity and resistance to corrosion.

Controlled by single-use chips designed to last no more than a month before succumbing to corrosion, the robots were inexpensive yet robust.

Due to the chaotic magnetic fields, each robot required relay points for close-range signal transmission. Without such constraints, the humans could have deployed millions of these mechanical soldiers.

Nevertheless, with these fearless machines holding the frontlines, the humans neutralized the numerical advantage of the Purgatory Clan.

Their weapons—high-caliber bullets and shells engraved with armor-piercing, high-explosive, and energy-immune runes—proved to be devastating to transcendent beings.

Amid the chaos, Sixth Demonic Mark Purgatory Demons and above roared orders, urging their subsidiary forces into launching lightning offensives.

Explosions and battle cries thundered all over the battlefield. Missiles, rockets, and artillery relentlessly bombarded the area while agile figures darted across cliffs.

Above, swarms of flying mutated beasts clashed with drones and fighter jets, their aerial battles punctuated by the constant eruption of anti-aircraft missiles.

Countless aliens and human cultivators fell with every passing moment.

A Fifth Heavenly Realm rock giant punched a robot to pieces by a rock giant's punch. In the next instant, an explosive, armor-piercing shell blew apart the giant’s chest.

In the distance, a demon cleaved a Fifth Heavenly Realm human cultivator in half. Immediately afterward, a sniper cannon round pierced through the demon's skull, killing it on the spot.

High-level combatants were also locked in fierce battles across the warzone. Their movements exceeded the speed of sound, and the shockwaves from their every move left devastation in their wake, creating a spectacle of immense destruction.

As they fought, a massive golden sphere of light rose from dozens of kilometers away and descended upon a heavily fortified mountain peak.

Boom!

The fearsome attack obliterated half the mountain, annihilating the dozens of human cultivators operating anti-aircraft guns and rocket launchers and over a thousand robots stationed with them.

"Charge!"

"Kill those scum!"

"We need artillery support at coordinates 0-25! Take out those long-range alien races!"

Amid the cries for assistance, a short-range supersonic missile was launched from the humans’ backline. Traveling at nearly ten times the speed of sound, it struck the back of the enemy's formation.

Boom!

A blinding flash erupted. A nuclear missile with a yield of over a million tons sundered the mountain peak where thousands of dark-marked alien races had gathered and annihilated everything within several kilometers.

From a high vantage point, the battlefield below resembled a clash between modern civilization and primitive barbarism—only with far greater powers involved on both sides.

A streak of purple-and-gold light cut through the air from behind the humans’ army. It plunged into a swarm of flying mutated beasts spanning over ten kilometers.

Boom!

Endless blue-and-black thunderbolts then surged outward, scorching every level 4 and 5 flying mutated beasts in their way. Soon, their corpses began to rain from the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Simultaneously, ten golden halberd arcs, each hundreds of meters long, swept across the heavens. After traveling several kilometers, they detonated into ten blazing suns.

The blazing shockwave obliterated most of the nearby flying mutated beasts. Several unmanned fighter jets, trailing black smoke, also plummeted from the sky.

The sheer destructive power rendered the warzone momentarily immobile. Both aliens and humans across dozens of kilometers paused instinctively, raising their heads to look toward the sky.

Above them stood a man clad in black and red battle armor and armed with a halberd. The blue-and-black thunderbolts and flames enveloping him engulfed everything in his vicinity.

The aura he emanated far surpassed that of an ordinary Ninth Heavenly Realm combatant. It compressed the air to the point of explosion, sending shockwaves rippling outward in concentric white rings.

Witnessing the scene, the two demon kings hovering dozens of kilometers away above the battlefield brimmed with murderous intent.

The two human kings, on the other hand, exchanged glances before charging into battle without hesitation.

Boom! Boom!

The four kings began to clash in the sky.

"Kutaslo! Join forces and kill that human!" one of the demon kings roared to the three Ninth Demonic Mark leaders below while fighting a human king.

Meanwhile, Alexis appeared at the rear of the alien army. A dark mythical-level colossal beast loomed behind it, exuding an overwhelming presence.