The next day, pass the hours of five PM—
*Siiiiiiii!!!!!* a dark rift opens above the flattened forest, and from within this rift—
"…"
Dressed in a black set of robes over a red layer, Xia Lie Yang steps forth.
And almost immediately, Xia Lie Yang's attention is drawn to the sphere of golden radiance that is in the far distance.
"…"
"…"
Following Xia Lie Yang's appearance, an army of the Ling Yuan family's practitioners emerge from the rift—standing on top of flight-type magic treasures, which ranged from actual weapons to mundane objects.
The total number of practitioners is difficult to say, but there should be over 5,000 of them—with the highest cultivation base among them being in the Core Formation realm, while the lowest is at least in the Foundation Establishment realm.
"So many…"
"…Is this how the end of the world looks like?"
Seeing the sheer number of practitioners, which looks like a sea of hornets at a distance, even those who had experienced the frontlines can't help but turn pale—for the highest number of practitioners that they've seen on the frontlines all at once is just a bit under 500; however, the pack in front of them, it makes that seem like a childish joke.
"That Immortal…"
Recognizing Xia Lie Yang to be the same Immortal that he had killed more than five decades ago, Zhou Chen can't help but narrow his eyes.
"Lao Zhou, that Immortal…?"
Having been with Zhou Chen—when they had defeated Xia Lie Yang's Nascent Soul realm clone all those years ago, Yang Ning is quick to recognize the latter's face as well.
"…Deal with our confusions later."
Recovering his wits quickly, Zhou Chen summons his Relic, which takes on the form of a golden trident.
Smashing the scale-patterned trident's base onto the ground, Zhou Chen shouts—
"Activate the dolls! Mount the MAUs!"
Forcefully awakened from their state of daze, all the military personnel followed these orders.
And simultaneously, more than 3,000 military dolls were activated, along with 500 MAUs.
The crude design of the military dolls, they resemble the sort that Long Hua had dealt with during the hotel incident, the RS800s.
However, different from the RS800s, these dolls had three eyes—with a sharper looking head and chest, along with heavier panels of armor plating.
Additionally, unlike the RS800s—which had only one CPU, these models are equipped with two.
Equipment wise, all of them have their arms replaced with large barrel firearms.
As for the MAUs, all of them are six meters in height—with caterpillar treads, to allow them to navigate through difficult terrain.
The main purpose of these MAUs is for ranged support; hence, all of them are equipped with cannons, and are expected to stay in the backlines for the majority of this battle.
"I didn't expect this many of them…"
Heaving a sigh, Hong Xuan straightens her back. Wrapping around her hands are a pair of white metal gloves—these are her Relics.
"…"
Standing beside Hong Xuan is Xun Yu, who is gripping her umbrella tightly.
Projecting her voice outwards via the speakers of her MAU, Qing Yue says—
[Can't be helped.]
The yaksha-faced "Demon King" stands at a height of six meters—with its body covered in white armor that is reminiscent of a knight, while its feet are akin to that of a bird's talons.
Not expected of it—to confront the Ling Yuan family's practitioners directly, this MAU is also equipped with long-ranged weaponry.
...…
"…"
"…"
Standing at the shores of the river are mostly the weapon spirits—who belonged to one of the various Guilds, along with the military soldiers, who had received Moon Guard modifications.
At this time, all these individuals are looking at the practitioner-filled skies with mixed feelings.
"Damn, never thought that I'd be experiencing the frontlines so closely, I'm much more used to just watching it from a distance…"
Hearing Jue Yun's whining, Liang Jin He says—
"Deal with it, soldier."
"Sir, yes, sir."
Off to the side—
"Hey, aren't we missing two people?"
Towards Ye Chen's question, Li Xue shrugs her shoulders, and replies—
"Qing Yue told me that she had other plans."
"And surnamed Long?"
"No idea."
"Ai… Ever carefree, and doing whatever the hell he wants as usual…"
Placing a hand onto Ye Chen's shoulder, Teng Hao says—
"Honored to be fighting with you again, Colonel Ye."
"Quit trying to trigger death flags, Major Teng. Also…"
Glancing at the other villagers of the Serpent Deity Village, who are all kneeling towards the direction of the golden sphere, Ye Chen goes on to ask—
"Shouldn't you be praying with them?"
"I've made my prayers last night. No need for more."
"I see."
As the sun has yet to set completely, it makes it seem like there is a sea of flames behind the practitioners' backs—giving one the impression that these individuals had emerged from Hell itself.
...…
"Finally here?"
Standing within the forest with Tian Cheng, along with over 100 combat bodies behind them, Long Hua heaves a sigh.
Similarly to the practitioners, Tian Cheng and the other combat bodies are all dressed in an archaic manner—with taotie masks on their faces.
Wrapping around Tian Cheng's waist is a belt-styled holster with the Dawn Buster magnetically attached to it.
For the most part, Long Hua has just finished his preparations.
"Right then, be sure to hunt down as many practitioners as possible."
"Un."
Receiving a nod from Tian Cheng, Long Hua withdraws his divine senses from this combat body—causing it to turn into a copy of the other combat bodies.
...…
In another area—
"Good luck then."
"…Un."
Gripping her supply-filled storage ring, while holding Xu Zuo in her right hand, Yao Ying bids Nuo'er farewell, as the latter leaves through a dark rift.