CHAPTER 1875: CHAPTER 1868: SUPPORT ONLINE

However, Tangmo held a negative opinion about this.

After observing the twelve people for a while, she confidently said, "They won’t last long. The God-binding Lock requires a massive output of magical power, which is why they work in pairs, using the magical reserves of two people to maintain the operation of the magic array."

Competing in magical power with demigods is like throwing ink into the sea, utterly meaningless.

However, humans are still humans, possessing a certain degree of subjective initiative, so they can leverage their advantages to create some trouble for the demigods, but that’s all it amounts to—trouble.

"Attack, and take down the advisor’s head!"

With a command from Anxiang Yu, the cavalry launched a grand charge, dust blanketing the sky, and the ground trembled violently.

However, the Advance Team was evidently not panicked, having long since prepared for this.

Facing the aggressive cavalry, Fulajie’er immediately unfolded a tangible arc shield, enveloping the entire Advance Team.

The shield was visible primarily for ease of observation by the fighter jets, to avoid friendly fire.

Luo’er turned to Baiyue and ordered, "Request air support."

"Received, executing now."

Baiyue lowered her head, flipping through the codebook with one hand and manipulating the communicator with the other.

Just as expected, the cavalry crashed into the invisible arc shield, unable to advance any further, resulting in chaos among riders and horses.

They either drew bows and arrows or thrust with lances, or dismounted to chop, but all these physical actions were meaningless against the Defense Shield specifically designed to guard against physical damage.

Trapped outside the shield, no matter how they struggled, they couldn’t take a step further. Some cunning ones began digging the ground, but the shield would extend downward with each centimeter they dug, rendering their efforts futile.

Seeing this scene, Anxiang Yu’s face darkened. He knew the Nascent Soul was strong, but he didn’t realize it was this strong. With two Nascent Souls, the envoy could walk through Kyushu unhindered, fearing nothing.

But the patriarch insisted he come to eliminate the advisor, and he himself wanted to avenge the humiliation of being let go before his grudge was settled.

However, from the current situation, though they immobilized the advisor’s offensive capabilities, they couldn’t effectively constrain their defensive capabilities, meaning the battle was lost from the start.

In the sky hovered nondescript flying objects, something even Anxiang Yu and all soldiers couldn’t identify.

They had seen flying animals, from small birds to large Kunzhou. But this in-between object, neither bird nor Kunzhou, was utterly unheard of. And judging from its shape, it didn’t resemble any animal.

Soon enough, they would experience the might this object could wield. Because Baiyue swiftly resolved the codebook and sent the first support message to the fighter jets in the sky.

The receiving Skylark Fighter began adjusting its circling diameter, flying in ever-widening paths. Once the fighter distanced itself enough from the Advance Team and enemies, the pilot made it hover high above, nose angled slightly downward, targeting the people below.

"Open fire!"

After adjusting altitude and angle, the fighter pilot murmured to himself.

Don’t be fooled by the Skylark Fighter’s dual-seat design; both piloting and firing are primarily handled by the pilot. The co-pilot mainly does two things: maintain communication and assist in ground recon.

With a piercing whistle, rockets from the pods on either side of the aircraft poured out, instantly covering a vast area. Among the crowded scene, the rockets’ explosive power was maximized.

The throng of cavalry and infantry were like paper caught in a tornado, lifted and torn apart by explosions, limbs flying in every direction.

The cultivators’ vaunted protective True Qi and armor were meaningless against rockets equipped with 1.5 kilograms of high-explosive warheads.

Armor was effortlessly torn and disintegrated, while those underneath were wantonly shredded by shockwaves and shrapnel.

In mere seconds, rockets from both pods were all launched, creating a corridor of explosive death on the ground.

Amidst the dust, the hovering Skylark Fighter struck again, large-caliber machine guns sweeping the ground.

The dense barrage descended at a rate of five shots per tracer, bullets striking the earth and erecting towering dust columns. No one could withstand such powerful kinetic bullets; a horse needed just one to have its neck wholly severed.

If a person got hit, no matter how thick their armor nor how strong their protective True Qi, they would be mercilessly pierced and torn apart.

The formidable firepower unleashed by the unidentified aircraft hovering overhead plunged those on the ground into deep terror.

Anxiang Yu barely stabilized the formation, then ordered his soldiers to begin attacking the fighter. Some launched arrows; others unleashed Qi Force with magic, while practitioners of the Nine Streams sent birds toward the fighter.

The Skylark Fighter’s pilot, seeing this, began evasive maneuvers, dodging attacks from the ground.

This fighter was on a reconnaissance mission, so it carried limited ammunition. After one barrage, it ceased air support due to depleted supplies, continuing only to provide aerial reconnaissance and communication relay by circling.

Yet even this fleeting supportive attack dealt a severe psychological blow to the cavalry on the ground. The trauma from rocket bombardments and machine gun sweeps matched Liseya’s slaughter in intensity.

Once Anxiang Yu managed to stabilize the formation, knowing the strange flying object above would no longer attack, he commanded soldiers to assault the shield with full force and had some Royal Dao cultivators employ Qi Force against it.

Even the East Continent’s cultivation system recognized physical and magical attacks as distinct, requiring separate approaches.

Yet they underestimated the Shield unfolded by a demigod.

Fulajie’er hails from the Western Continent; how could she not understand the concept of specific defenses for specific attacks?

It appeared she had only deployed one shield, but in fact, besides the outer physical defense shield, there was an inner shield specifically for defending against magical attacks.

Thus, although the magical Qi Forces could pierce the outer physical shield, they couldn’t penetrate the inner magical defense shield no matter what.

The battle continued, with the Advance Team considering counterattacks several times but dismissing the idea upon seeing the surrounding masses.

Because counterattacking meant lowering the shield, and they were too few to withstand the vast enemy numbers, many of whom were cultivators.

Thus, they could only wait for airborne support to arrive again. Once the Mugarrian reaches their skies, relying on its artillery and carrier-based aircraft, even tens of thousands would stand no chance against this airborne fortress.

Soon, silhouettes appeared on the horizon, rapidly approaching. After a delay, everyone heard the thunderous engine roars.

Ronisca’s new fighter jets were primarily equipped with Yuanzi Power Engines, comparable to Earth’s turbofan engines. High-speed airflow through the intake ducts ejected from the rear, emitting roars similar to Earth’s modern engines.

The silhouettes closed in fast, comprising a mixed attack fleet of 24 fighter jets and attack aircraft. As the vanguard fleet, they were rushing to the designated coordinates at full speed.

Once reinforcements arrived, the Skylark Fighter responsible for relay guidance immediately communicated, sending heartening news to the ground Advance Team: "Air support online; please provide airstrike guidance coordinates following code protocols."

Meanwhile, Anxiang Yu finally felt the pressure upon seeing the distant sky filled with dark spots, anxiety surging within. If these spots were like that strange aircraft, they’d be in real trouble.

So should he stop here, or fight on despite doubts? Anxiang Yu found himself in a strategic dilemma.