novel bin Chapter 687 The show has only just begun
Chapter 687 The show has only just begun
The gray wasteland of the Kona satellite is still burning.
Just as a mushroom cloud dissipated, a new black demonic tide surged forth from the edge of the molten pit.
They trampled over the charred remains of their kind, braving the scorching heat to keep charging forward, like a group of McDonald's driven mad by their owner's whip.
Kog'Maw has already amassed all the demons on the entire satellite.
These low-level demons have no right to fear death, nor do they have the right to retreat.
The will of the eighth-tier demon god pressed down deep within their souls, and as long as Kogath didn't call a halt, they could only keep filling the void.
The problem is, they can't be filled in.
Outside the Daxia landing zone, the firing line resembled a slowly moving steel wall.
Nuclear bombs were used to target the points where the demonic tide was gathering, long-range rocket artillery cut off the subsequent black waves, and electromagnetic cannons and plasma cannons were used to eliminate the tough, giant targets.
The remaining small groups of monsters were then slowly cleared away by drones, unmanned vehicles, and robots of various levels.
This is war—cold and cruel!
A sixth-tier elite commander-level demon had just escaped from the edge of the explosion, with burnt black smoke billowing from the gaps in its flesh.
It sped towards the Great Xia position at a speed of over 100 meters per second.
Just as it was about to arrive, before it could wreak havoc, a Pangu mech flashed in, its cold features exuding ruthlessness, its high-frequency battle blade emitting a piercing buzz as it swept past.
It had clearly raised its weapon, yet it could not withstand even the slightest resistance.
This demon leader, once so powerful that he brought despair to the Great Xia, had his body and weapon severed, and died on the spot.
In the past, the Great Xia would have had to sound the highest alarm and prepare to use nuclear weapons to destroy it.
Now?
Sorry, it's just an elite version of the battlefield mobs.
The Demon Clan and the Great Xia have fought many battles, and they know how to minimize casualties.
They no longer huddled together as they had at the beginning, but instead, under the Demon Lord's spiritual command, they spread out, attempting to reduce the damage from the bombing with a more sparse formation.
But the Great Xia's territory was only so big.
If they are spread out too far, they cannot form a numerical advantage.
If the demon army charges in scattered groups, they won't even be able to reach the outermost layer of the fire net before being picked off one by one by the artillery fire.
Once they gather together to try and gain an advantage through numbers, new drones or missiles will be dropped from the sky.
At that time, the dazzling white light will shine again.
The entire demonic tide vanished from the map in an instant, leaving behind only rolling dust, charred blood and mud, and glassy ground gleaming from the intense heat.
For a moment, the demons were caught in a dilemma.
.......
Ten kilometers away, six seventh-tier demon lords felt a chill run down their spines.
They are not unfamiliar with death.
Demons have been fighting each other since their birth; the weak are simply food and cannon fodder for the strong.
But what was happening before their eyes was no longer a normal war; it was a steel millstone, methodically crushing the entire satellite by the demon army.
One of the demon lords, whose back was covered in bone spurs, swallowed hard, thankful that Kog'Maw hadn't ordered a charge and had spared their lives.
In this kind of battlefield, low-level demons are just fuel.
Even if a seventh-tier demon lord were to rashly barge in, he would only end up dancing on the face of the continuously rising rune nuclear bombs.
If a nuclear bomb explodes close to your face, even if you don't die, you'll be severely injured and then grind up in the battlefield meat grinder.
That wasn't heroism, that was simply handing over the devil.
The Bone Horn Demon Lord suppressed his mental fluctuations and cautiously asked:
"My lord, our army cannot break through."
Another demon lord also spoke with difficulty:
"If we continue to wear them down like this, their positions will only become stronger."
Kog'Gath's massive body hovered in the air, his crimson vertical pupils reflecting the endless nuclear fire in the distance.
Of course it can see that.
The overwhelming force of the demonic tide is finding it increasingly difficult to crush that steel outpost.
The most terrifying aspect of Earth's civilization lies here.
Although their individual strength is weak, their war system is like a cold, large net that, once deployed, will continuously drag the situation into a rhythm they are good at.
Then, with explosions and an army of steel, they told the enemy—times have changed.
But demons are never just beasts that charge head-on.
Kogas snorted coldly.
"What's the rush?"
"The real show is just beginning."
……
Inside the Tian Shu Command Center.
On the main screen, the area surrounding the Kona satellite landing site is now covered in a large expanse of red.
The dots representing the demon units were layered one on top of another, making it almost impossible to see any blank spaces.
"Report: The density of the demonic tide in the southeast direction has decreased by forty percent!"
"The massive siege beast horde on the west side has been covered by nuclear fire; remaining targets are being finished off!"
"The aerial winged demon swarm has been severed, and a swarm of drones is hunting down any remaining targets!"
One report after another rang out.
No one cheered in the command center.
Everyone knew that the Demon God had not yet truly entered the fray, nor had the Seventh-Order Demon Lord made a move.
The current temporary victory is merely a right to breathe that the Great Xia has forcibly seized with firepower.
Han Niba stood in front of the command platform, his face showing no sign of relaxation.
The increasing pressure on Great Xia on the battlefield further demonstrates that Kogas has been pushed to the brink.
A desperate eighth-tier demon god would never resort to sending waves of low-tier demons to their deaths.
Just then, the formation monitoring screen suddenly turned red.
The piercing alarm shattered the brief period of calm in the command center.
A monitor suddenly looked up, his voice rising:
"Report! A large-scale, abnormal tremor has occurred beneath the position!"
The technical officer next to him immediately brought up the model.
On the gray-white three-dimensional geological map, thick red lines are emerging from all directions and heading towards the landing site, like a group of giant pythons hidden underground.
"It's a burrowing dragon!"
"Due to interference from the nuclear explosion, artillery bombardment, and ground fracturing, the exact number cannot be determined precisely, but it is at least thirty, and possibly more!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene on the front line suddenly flickered.
The ground where the unmanned combat vehicles were located suddenly bulged up, as if a giant object had rammed open the hard rock layer from below.
The tank's tracks lifted off the ground instantly, flipping over and crashing into the adjacent robot array. The metal shell scraped against the rock surface, creating a string of blinding sparks.
More monitoring data began to fluctuate wildly.
"The ground on the east side of the position has cracked open; a burrowing dragon has emerged!"
"The unmanned defense line has collapsed!"
"It's five meters below the surface!"
Inside the command center, all the staff officers' eyes fell on Han Niba at the same time.
If these burrowing dragons emerge from directly beneath the position, the steel outpost that Great Xia has painstakingly built will be torn apart from the inside within minutes.
They don't need to destroy all the robots.
As long as the foundation is overturned and the fire support nodes are destroyed, allowing the outside demonic tide to get close, the entire landing site will fall into the most dangerous melee.
If it's just a few targets, a bunker-buster missile will suffice.
However, there are too many of them, and unless the bunker-buster missiles cover the entire position, they are completely ineffective!
If it can cover the position... then what's the point of fighting? We'll all be blown up.
This was Kogas's plan.
If you can't beat them head-on, try flipping the table from under their feet.
Han Niba stared at the constantly red-flashing geological model, his expression remaining calm, and said:
"Pick up Lin Mo."
The communication was established almost instantly.
Han Niba didn't waste any words and said directly:
"Commander Lin, a large number of burrowing dragons have appeared below the Kona front-line positions, at least thirty of them, and they are rising to the surface."
"Execute according to the contingency plan."
Lin Mo's voice came through the other end of the communication shortly after.
"receive."