The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 798 - 480: Before the Final Line of Defense

The sound of explosions permeated the air.

The stench of blood filled the sky.

The most brutal war had begun.

"Whoosh!"

A loud noise pierced through the air from above.

The soldiers charging forward glanced up slightly.

A green energy ball arced through the sky, hurtling toward them.

There were a dozen of these sinister green energies in the sky. They were launched from the Ratmen's defensive positions to reduce the numbers of the United Army.

"Don't look up! Keep charging!"

The officer of the United Army shouted, lowering his head and charging forward.

A dull sound echoed.

From the Night Watchers' positions at the rear, pale blue magic bullets were fired, precisely colliding with the Ratmen's attacks in the sky.

Once again, the sound of explosions filled the sky, as green and blue colors burst forth.

It symbolized the power of Magic and Chaos.

The attack was intercepted, and the surrounding magic became chaotic once more.

But not all of the enemy's attacks were intercepted.

Two or three green magic bullets crashed down.

Seeing this, a Night Watcher in a team raised his shield without hesitation and leapt up.

A Night Watch Mage behind him instantly cast a shield over him, while several magic bullets flew from behind.

The magic bullets struck first.

The shield-bearing Night Watcher charged ahead, and as the explosion sounded, he lost more than half of his blood volume and his shield was destroyed to intercept the attack.

His body was blasted to the ground directly.

"Medic!"

The mage shouted.

But he was stopped by this Night Watcher's Dwarf Warrior.

"I can still fight, I just need to recover a bit."

The Dwarf said, taking a healing potion from his space waist bag and drinking it.

Seeing this, the mage opened his mouth but did not continue to call out.

Instead, he dragged the Dwarf to a pit behind a tree nearby.

"Alright, go catch up with the main force, I'll recover and catch up soon."

The mage looked at the Dwarf's slowly recovering blood volume and nodded slowly.

He wasn't very worried about the Dwarf's injuries; he was mainly concerned that such a sudden loss of blood volume would cause extreme pain, worrying about the Dwarf's endurance.

But he knew this Dwarf was a veteran Night Watcher, with a tolerance for pain far exceeding most.

Elsewhere, luck was not as good.

A green magic bullet hit the center of a team, exploding instantly.

Many soldiers in the vicinity began showing signs of corrosion, screaming in pain as they rolled on the ground.

The soldiers knocked down immediately got up, starting to rescue their comrades.

But those closer to the center were dissolved beyond recognition, without even the strength to struggle.

"Damn rats!"

They could only curse in anger.

The whistling sound reached the sky again, and this time it seemed to carry screams.

Black balls were hurled at them, not flying as high or as far as the magic bullets.

Some soldiers even saw from a distance what was throwing these things.

There were huge rats on the defensive line, holding unknown objects in both hands and throwing them fiercely at them.

With a screech, a dozen Gryphon Knights soared into the sky.

Thunder roared.

A Thunder Ball crashed into the black object, stopping it instantly with a host of screams.

Then the soldiers saw what was falling from above—merely rats, not weapons intended to harm enemies.

These rats, on all fours, looked more like a pack of wolves than Ratmen.

Many fleshy bodies were smashed to the ground, while a few unfortunate ones were turned into paste upon direct impact, the rest, albeit injured, furiously began crawling and attacking nearby soldiers.

In the rear frontline command camp.

"We're only facing the first Ratmen line of defense, there are many more ahead, such brute-force attacks will cost us dearly."

A military advisor couldn't help but speak.

Their forces were already scarce, attacking numerous Ratmen defensive lines.

If the cost was too high, subsequent operations would also be affected.

"These front lines won't hold us for long."

A Night Watcher Scholar said with a confident smile.

Vite silently stared at the map, assessing the battlefield situation in real-time.

"Deploy the assault team!"

His order was relayed instantly, by the Night Watchers responsible for communication nearby.

On the attacking flank.

Some hidden squads lurked here.

"Begin action, let's destroy the walls."

At that moment, they charged directly from the side.

They were Knights, each mounted on the Night Watcher's exclusive steed—Land Bird.

Their Land Birds sported fine armor on their chests, sides, and even their claws, with wings larger than their counterparts.

They charged out, from the high sloped cliffs.

The Land Birds spread their wings, gliding through the air, the larger wings allowing them to glide farther and adjust positions mid-air.

"Above, above!"

The rats spotted them.

But most rat attacks couldn't reach, while dark chaotic magic bullets flew into the sky.

Only to be easily dodged.

But the enjoyable gliding didn't last long, many bats rose to the sky, carrying rats as riders.

Their numbers far exceeded the size of these squads, enough to impede progress even if they couldn't harm them.

"Land!"

Upon command, Land Birds folded their wings, plunging down.

Just before landing, they spread their wings to glide smoothly to the ground. Their metal-clad talons gripped the rats, tearing them apart.

Every Land Bird's descent brought a bloody scene.

Eight teams in total dispersed to different spots.

Upon landing, they initiated a charge while mounted on Land Birds.

Each of these assault teams was of a High-Level 6~7 on average.

Well-coordinated and well-equipped.

Among rat troops, they could storm through.

Now, within the rats, they charged toward the first line of defense.

All rats along the way were reduced to corpses.

They were the Night Watchers' tools for quickly breaching defenses.

The United Army's advantage lay in having Night Watchers with their mid to high-level combat prowess.

Their numbers far exceeded those of the rats in this stage of the battle.

This was their advantage.

With teamwork, equipment, and strength, these elite units could achieve much.