Everything in between was cleaved apart, turning into a pitch black crack.
Countless energies surged from the earth veins, merging into the city's energy shield, enhancing its defensive capability.
Everyone instinctively slowed their movements, waiting for the result of the collision.
Boom! The aggregation slash, powerful enough to rival that of true gods, struck the energy shield, resulting in a catastrophic explosion akin to stars colliding, obliterating everything.
The entire city began to shake as if someone had pulled it, violently swaying, ready to take off at any moment.
The shock wave rippled outward, spreading in all directions, and all powerful beings immediately evaded.
The ground cracked open and the clouds in the sky were sliced apart.
Crackle under everyone's tense gaze with a sound of shattering glass.
The energy shield began to collapse completely from the point of collision.
How is this possible? How could the defensive shield connected to the entire city supported by over 100 magic towers not hold up? No, no, no.
I don't believe it.
This must be fake.
The shattering of the energy shield nearly drove the bloodline warriors of the entire city to despair.
They couldn't te believe their eyes.
Charge in.
Several legions in the sky made a decisive decision, disregarding the attacks from the magic towers, directly charging through the gap.
Undead warriors jumped down, engaging in battle with the bloodline warriors on the city walls.
Quickly, go join the monster legion.
Don't let them be wiped out.
An undead leader shouted, leading the undead warriors forward.
Meanwhile, the streets of the city were already littered with corpses, both bloodline and monster warriors under the siege of multiple bloodline legions.
The passage was obstructed, and the Monster Legion, lacking reinforcements, suffered heavy losses this time as well.
However, despite the casualties, they still held strong.
And even in terms of losses, they had the upper hand.
Magic eagles swept over the city.
The storm engulfing everything, scattering formations, and the fine wind blade struck, interfering with the nerves of the bloodline warriors like needle tips.
At the same time, below the 100 meter city walls, countless skeleton warriors formed a staircase with their bodies, allowing the eternal knight warriors to step on them and surge upward.
More and more Eternal Knight warriors climbed onto the city walls, and this city, once filled with high hopes, fell without even surviving a night.
Chapter 2:22.
The invasion of the Sea Tribe as the main force of the Eternal Knight Army attacked the Northern City.
Other parts of the Western continent began to stir at Aliodanka port.
This is a super port of the Blood Empire, located in the heart of the eastern coast of the Blood Empire.
Like a sleeping giant quietly watching over the endless ocean as an important maritime gateway of the empire.
It is not only a key node for material transportation but also a frontline position for military power projection.
Ships shuttle within the port with sails like clouds resembling a flowing marine painting.
The Navy of the Blood Empire is not weak.
Back in the day it was only slightly inferior to the Hundred Nations Alliance.
Now after decades of development it has long surpassed the navy of the alliance.
There are many reasons for this but the two most important are first the spoils of war.
When the 100 nations alliance was destroyed although the major experience package was absorbed by the eternal knight empire the blood empire also reaped benefits.
They took advantage of the chaotic period to acquire a lot of naval materials and talent from the 100 nations alliance.
Later, as the situation in the northern continent stabilized, some old citizens nostalgic for the kingdom, seeing no hope of restoring their country, directly fled to the western continent and submitted to the blood empire.
Among these old citizens were many talents who indirectly promoted the development of the empire's navy.
Second, learning.
After opening trade with the Eternal Knight Empire, many new materials and knowledge inspired the Blood Empire, thereby strengthening its naval capabilities.
Although they have not undergone real combat assessments, the Blood Empire is full of confidence in its navy strength, they may not be able to defeat the Navy of the Eternal Knight Empire, but as long as they can defend the Western Continent, there should be no problem.
Indeed, having observed the performance of the Eternal Knight Empire and gained in-depth understanding over the years, the Blood Empire from top to bottom has given up on the idea of directly confronting the Eternal Knight Empire.
They cannot win.
They really cannot win.
As long as they can defend their own territory, that is enough.
In the evening, ships laden with goods returned to the port one after another.
As the afterglow of the setting sun cast a golden glow over the shimmering sea, draping the returning vessels in a layer of brilliance, the port was bustling with activity.
A small number of blood kins stood on high ground, occasionally waving long whips to strike the laborers.
The dock workers busily moved between the cargo piles, loading and unloading boxes of goods.
Most of these laborers came from monster races.
In the blood empire, their status is very low.
They have to do a lot of heavy work every day and are required to regularly offer their blood.
They come from forces conquered by the blood empire and after hundreds of years of domestication have long lost their will to resist under the indoctrination of the blood empire.
They have believed since childhood that this is the treatment they deserve.
They are born slaves destined to serve the noble blood kin of the blood empire.
Everything seemed so calm.
The laborers worked hard, hoping to return home quickly for a delicious dinner.
The blood kin stood high, scanning the surroundings with their eyes, seemingly supervising, but in reality, they were already daydreaming, contemplating where to enjoy themselves later.
Should they go to the tavern for a drink of exquisite beast blood or to the underground fighting arena to watch life and death duels? All seems so tranquil until one person noticed something unusual.
Why is the sea still rising? Someone looked at the waters spreading to their feet and asked in confusion, "Crack! Crack!" In response, a long whip came down from above.
The blood can overseer standing high, waved his whip and coldly reprimanded, "What you doawling for? Hurry up and work! Do you not want your wages for today, Lord Deo? The tide is rising," the laborer replied.
Enduring the pain from the whip.
"Stop talking nonsense.
When does the tide not rise here? I see you just want to be lazy.
Get back to work or I'll whip you to death.
The bloodkin overseer glanced at the ground and indeed saw the water rising, but he did not pay much attention, snapping the whip with a whoosh.
Yes, yes, I'll get to work.
The laborer felt something was wrong.
But faced with the impending whip, he dared not say more, hurriedly lowering his head and jogging to move things.
A bunch of worthless bones, always thinking about slacking off.
The blood can overseer snorted coldly and mocked, taking a bottle of wine from his waist, opening the cap, and immediately a strong smell of blood wafted out.
After taking a big gulp, the blood can overseer survey the labors below, his gaze sharp as a hawk, sending chills down their spines.
Before long, the seaater rose higher and higher, and the labors silently stopped their work, looking up at the overseer.
By now, even the bloodkin overseer realized something was a miss.
What's going on? Does the sea usually rise to this level? The blood can overseer muttered to himself in confusion.
The entire port came to a halt and chaos began to erupt.
The blood can overseer waved his whip, trying to maintain order while waiting for order from above.
However, instead of orders, he was met with increasingly powerful waves.
On the distant horizon, the roar of a tsunami sounded like a furious howl from hell, deafening and irresistible.
The sea water instantly churned, forming massive waves that crashed toward the shore like countless giant beasts, causing the port s dock to sway precariously as if it would be swallowed at any moment.
A tsunami? How could a tsunami suddenly erupt? Run.
Run to the inner city.
There are defensive magic formations inside the city.
Don't stay here.
Help.
Faced with the unstoppable natural disaster, people fled in all directions, screams and cries echoing and the entire port plunged into chaos.
No matter how the blood can overseer lashed out, it was of no use.
In the face of death, pain became insignificant.
In fact, most of the blood can overseers had already fled first.
When the tsunami struck, those who ran slowly were directly swallowed, while those who ran fast charged straight toward the city.
Close the city gates.
Activate the magic formations to resist the tsunami.
The blood can inside the city discovered the tsunami even before those of the dock.
When the tsunami arrived, they were already prepared.
An energy shield instantly covered the entire city, wrapping it within.