After a long night, the sky finally showed a dawn that was almost white as a fish's belly, and the gentle morning breeze sent the thick smell of blood to all parts of the city.

The aliens that came out of nowhere had only a numerical advantage, and Grostide was able to ram through them with just one armored car. And as soon as the mages who came to their aid joined the battle, their advantage was further reduced.

Almost no humanoid xenomorphs were slaughtered by spells, and even the slender figures hidden in the shadows were invisible to the mage. They are like wheat harvested by a scythe, and the monsters that fill the streets have been divided and surrounded and reduced to ashes.

"It's a miserable sight. ”

Straddled the railing of the armored car, Curt couldn't help but sigh: "If the civilians were not evacuated in advance, how many people would have been victimized, those guys would not let go just because the object was an ordinary person, and the mage who controlled them definitely just gave the order to destroy them." ”

After traversing a battlefield full of monsters, even armored vehicles protected by the Rubik's Cube will not be able to survive unscathed. The outer shell covered with a layer of armor had several unnatural dents, on the edges of wounds like the scratches of a wild beast, and on scorch marks from the flames.

There is a limit to the magic power carried in the armored car, and when the core absorbs a large amount of magic and converts it into kinetic energy, the defense on the body is imperceptibly weakened. The fangs and claws of the aliens not only scratched the paint off the armor plates, but also cut through the metal in the depths.

Although the armor of this armored vehicle is not as hard as that of the models used on the battlefield, it is ultimately made of specially treated metal plates. This isn't a material that ordinary monsters can damage. In this way, it can be seen that the destructive power of those aliens can probably disintegrate a giant beast in an instant.

"They are really strong. But in the end, it was our victory. Grostide lay on his back tiredly, gasping for breath in a low voice. "But I haven't lived long enough, and to be honest, I almost thought I was going to be killed like a fish by them. ”

Looking at the receding Kuroshio, not only Grostide, but also the other security officers who stayed in the carriage also looked relieved. There was very little ammunition left in stock, and they were all about to run out of ammunition after maintaining combat mode for a long time.

Even though the armored vehicles they were riding in had strong defenses, they were hit like a wave by an endless number of enemies, and everyone's spirits were highly tense. And shooting at approaching enemies under intense pressure was a tough challenge for the officers.

"yes, it looks like we won now. It's hard to win, and it's probably not going to last long. Curt glanced at the exhausted guards, and then silently concentrated his magic on the black mud that had calmed down around him.

After slaying down the number of xenomorphs that they couldn't remember, the enemy's offensive finally weakened, and they lost more than half of their proud numbers. The spells of the Wizards are not only used in battle, but also break up the enemy's formation, giving the garrison more room to use its firepower.

In an instant, the concentrated firing of magic bullets and spells pierced through the loose ranks of the aliens, and hundreds of enemies fell in just one salvo. Side-by-side propulsion armored vehicles turn the power to the maximum. Ran over the individuals who had not yet been destroyed, turning them into dark shards.

So before dawn came, Sain Democlave was barely able to suppress the chaos created by the monsters. The combined forces of the Wizards and the Guards finally eliminated all the enemies gathered around the central square, and those who escaped were also dealt with in the sweep of the various squads.

This night may be recorded in the history of the region as the "night of bloodshed". It may also leave a strong mark on the history of the Empire's overseas colonies. However, now is not the time for those on the front lines to let their guard down.

When they finally began to count the losses in the battle and the destruction in the city, none of them could let go of their frowns. The battle broke out more suddenly than expected. Therefore, it can almost be said that such a result will be "conceivable".

The damage to the city was considerable, as the neighborhood was a battlefield until recently. In the complex a little farther away. The flames danced like a storm, and the lower half of a tall building was mostly twisted by the sustained heat. Cracks were everywhere on the detached walls.

The flames of pity were still spreading into the distance, and the warm late-summer breeze blowing from afar swept the debris from the ruined pavement and brought with it a foul smell that irritated the nasal passages. Although the Wizard has mobilized some of his men to help, it is not so easy to extinguish the fire.

Although the enemy had been routed, the "river of blood" flowing throughout the streets flooded all the low-lying areas around the central square. The drainage system was completely ineffective, and in order to prevent the disaster from spreading further, the city hall had to order the closure of all nearby waterways.

Then he turned his head to look at the clearing in the distance, where several human beings who had stopped their life were placed, and heavily armed guards were transporting them to the car. It wasn't a member of the Guardians' side, but a wreck peeking out of the black mud, looking like ordinary people at the bottom of society.

In the distance, a young sorcerer shouted to them through the flowing river of blood, "I'm sorry, Second Sergeant Grossted, but could I ask you to hurry to the town hall now?" Abbot François has arrived now, and I have heard that they have any plan for you to participate. ”

The young man's head was still wrapped in a thick bandage, and blood had not yet dried from the white gauze—though he seemed to have no time to care about his condition. There were so many things to attend to him that he and his companions were on the verge of exhaustion.

The atmosphere around is quite tense, and it feels like terror and chaos are suppressed beneath the surface. The battle is over, but it's still on the front lines, and everyone is trying to stay alive – for themselves and for the sake of others.

No one could calm down, and they kept running back and forth through the streets, but the resources available were still far from enough to get out of the situation. Many people are unable to get a good rest, and some seriously injured patients are transported to the hospital on rudimentary stretchers.

"Please, we've all worked all night. Can't you let us rest?" grothted, grunting in exasperation, but not at the command that overwhelmed his head, "if it's just me, these young men are really tired. ”

Every time he saw a dead or wounded person being transported to the car, the anger that had stirred up in his heart became more and more explosive, so that his voice trembled a little.

But he could only suppress his emotions, because he knew that once the angry feelings burst, all that would follow them would be emptiness and powerlessness. The wounded were no longer able to sustain the fight, and the few who were able to fight were exhausted - a feeling of burnout that inevitably led to a decline in their fighting ability.

The leader of this turmoil must have seen this, so he launched an attack on the garrison at this time. Not only did they physically hit the Guardians of Catrice City, but they also created a psychological pressure that tried to drain their fighting power and at the same time hit their morale.

"If that's the case, let's both go, Grostide - how about the other guards let them go back to the team for a while?"

Curt suddenly jumped from the upper armor to the seat next to Grostide, and then patted his shoulder, which was constantly shaking because of anger: "Although it is very troublesome to be short of manpower, but in the current situation, it is more appropriate to first preserve combat effectiveness. Although the deceased can be abandoned, the injured still need to be cared for, and if they are kept in a tense state, everyone will soon be physically and mentally exhausted. ”

Most people were exhausted from the night's fighting, but it was likely that Sein Democla would take advantage of the gap to launch a second attack. If you want to find a solution to the dilemma, you can't be led by his nose all the time, otherwise no matter how many people you want, you will be exhausted.

The previous attacks on the periphery of the city were indeed serious incidents, but the problems they were about to face were perhaps more dangerous than terrorist attacks. No one was able to withdraw from the front lines of the turmoil, and the tired body did not even have a chance to rest a little.

"I'm sorry Leinster, but I can't control it all of a sudden. Grostide shook his head, anxious and reluctantly squeezing out a dismal smile, "Then let's go first, after all, the big names are asking us to 'discuss' by name - wait, what is that?"

Halfway through his apologetic words, Grostide suddenly looked in the direction of the rising sun with a surprised face. It wasn't just him, almost all of them were drawn to a sudden situation, and unspeakable horror filled their faces in an instant.

The sun had risen, and a glimmer of morning light had appeared on the horizon, heralding the dawn of a new day—but the morning light was as red as blood. The smell of blood wafting in the summer breeze seemed to have a new entity in the eerie red, flying unscrupulously in front of people.

The sight in front of them was definitely not a hallucination, but everyone couldn't help but wonder if they had caused problems with their eyes because of the night's killing. In the blood-like light of the sun, every qiē in the city of Cutrice was eclipsed, as if it had been smeared with an invisible hand with blood that could not be dissolved. (To be continued......)