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Chapter 707 Desperate Retreat?
Inside the abandoned underground city.
Just as Lin Mo finished inscribing the first circle of spatial runes, three powerful and sacred auras approached from afar.
Three seventh-tier Holy Human mages, temporarily drawn from the wormhole defense line, arrived.
Their footsteps landed on the broken stone slabs, their cloaks fluttering in the airflow from the portal.
Through the spatial portal surrounded by blue light, the three of them could see the horrific scene at the Kona landing site.
Missiles streaked into the sky, arcs of electricity rained down, the demonic tide crashed against the defenses, and the Pangu mech turned and fired its cannons amidst the sea of fire.
One of the older monks withdrew his gaze, his expression slightly somber, and approached Lin Mo.
"Holy Son, you summoned us?"
Lin Mo raised his hand and cast a purification spell on himself, saying:
"Yes, we need your help next."
"As you can see, we need to open a few more portals, the bigger the better, and the faster the better."
He pointed to the area that had been cleared out in advance, speaking very quickly.
"We don't have enough weapons and equipment at the front, and the portals are restricting us."
"The compensation will be the same as before; you won't be treated unfairly."
The three seventh-tier mages exchanged glances and nodded.
The elderly monk raised his hand to his chest, his voice solemn.
"As the Son of God desires."
Lin Mo, this Holy Son, is the Holy Son personally recognized by the Pope.
Ask them to open a few portals; there's really no need to set up a negotiating table and go through three hundred rounds of back and forth.
Moreover, if the attack on Kona Satellite fails, the next target for the Demon Race will be Blue Star or Terra.
They are clear about this point.
The three of them dispersed at the same time, each choosing a position on the array base. Their bodies emitted a pure white light, and they entered the elemental state unique to the seventh rank.
Then he took out various magical materials from his spatial ring.
A powerful, sacred magic spread out from beneath their feet.
The rubble was flattened by an invisible force, runes lit up on the ground, and a magic circle rapidly took shape.
Kyle saw this and felt a pang of envy.
The seventh level is the seventh level.
At this level, magic is like extra hands and feet; you don't need to do many things yourself, you can just manipulate the elements to build the array base.
Kyle felt a pang of sadness, but quickly suppressed it.
He has now reached the peak of the sixth rank, and he believes that if he can fully comprehend the power of lightning, that will be the time for him to advance to the seventh rank of Elemental Walker!
Lin Mo didn't think too much about it. Seeing that the others had started to work, he turned around and continued to inscribe his own formation.
More doors mean more hope.
An extra meter of passage could mean sending over an extra piece of equipment.
........
While they were busy, the demons on the track didn't give them much time.
After completing the repositioning, the plasma worm turned its front end around again, and the blue light inside its huge jet organ lit up again.
Even through the lens of the Heavenly Eye, the light sent chills down my spine, like a giant sea monster opening its throat.
The second round of plasma attacks has begun to build up energy.
Just as the Sky Eye system marked these targets in red, bad news arrived.
In the far reaches of deep space, a vast shadow is approaching!
Ten, fifty, one hundred... the number of red dots skyrocketed.
Ultimately, the number settled on a number that silenced the entire command center.
【warn.】
The entire plasma worm swarm from afar is about to arrive.
Quantity: 250 heads.
The dense scarlet markings resembled a circle of death reapers wielding scythes, gradually pushing the Great Xia landing site to its doom.
Even though the Great Xia had known that plasma worms were on their way, and even though the staff had done worst-case scenario simulations in advance, the people still found it hard to accept when 250 kilometer-class orbital behemoths were actually pressing down on them.
They originally thought they could resolve the issue.
But the more they fought, the more alarmed they became. The plasma bugs not only possessed extremely high intelligence, but they were also adept at both offense and defense!
"Sigh, two hundred and fifty head, how are we supposed to fight with that many!"
"The first few dozen enemy aircraft were already pushing the air defense system to its limits, and now the number has increased several times over?"
"We don't have enough anti-satellite armor-piercing missiles, we don't have enough anti-aircraft missiles, and the throughput of the teleportation portals can't keep up."
"Even if we continue to hold the repositioning window, we don't have enough ammunition to sustain a high-intensity breakthrough!"
"If they all form a rotating formation, how many rounds can the landing zone withstand at most? It's useless, a complete waste of effort!"
Everyone fell silent again.
unwilling.
Extremely unwilling.
The Great Xia invested countless resources to drive steel wedges into the Kona satellite, and victory seemed imminent, but then the enemy unleashed the plasma worm, a cosmic weapon.
Anyone would feel bad in this situation.
Is evacuation the only option?
But if we continue...
In previous interceptions and orbital counterattacks, Daxia has already consumed a large amount of anti-aircraft munitions, and the equipment temporarily sent to Kona Satellite is still queuing to enter.
On the other side of the portal, missile vehicles, anti-aircraft vehicles, and other vehicles were almost squeezing forward, their taillights barely touching the front.
However, this throughput is still like trying to stop a breached dam with a bucket when facing 250 plasma worms.
Dozens of plasma worms were enough to make Da Xia walk a tightrope.
There are several hundred now.
We can't fight, we really can't fight!
Han Niba stood in front of the command platform, his expression shifting between light and dark.
The predictions from the supercomputing model are updated line by line.
[First round of concentrated fire interception success rate: 64%.]
[Second round of concentrated fire interception success rate: 37%.]
[Probability of damage to core facilities at the landing site after the third round: 72%]
Risk of breach: High.
An aide's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice dry.
"Commander, with our current equipment, we cannot suppress these 250 plasma worms simultaneously."
"Adding the original forty, that's close to three hundred. We can't hold out that long, so maybe..."
Before he could finish speaking, another staff officer added:
"Yes, unless the number of portals immediately triples, and anti-satellite armor-piercing missiles can be continuously sent up, there also needs to be enough anti-aircraft missiles."
"But we don't have enough time. The portal takes time to open, the missiles take time to arrive, and they need to fire now."
Simply defending is like slowly bleeding blood out.
After several rounds of attacks, the Great Xia will surely be defeated.
Han Niba knew it all.
Han Niba understood this principle, sighed, and knew that the matter was beyond saving.
Just as he was about to order a full retreat, the intelligence officer in charge of the Sky Eye surveillance suddenly shouted,
"etc!"
"Commander-in-Chief, there's an anomalous object in the cosmic background!"
Han Niba was taken aback and said:
"enlarge."
The FAST telescope immediately changed its observation angle, and the image that was originally aimed at the plasma worm swarm quickly switched to the edge of deep space.
The screen zooms in continuously.
Those tiny specks of light hidden in the background of the universe initially resembled an inconspicuous speck of stardust.
However, as the multiplier increased, everyone could see that those points of light were approaching the rear of the plasma worm swarm at an extremely high speed.
They are not stars.
Behind each point of light, there was a very faint trail of flame.
The informant's hands flew across the keyboard, and the recognition frames of the Sky Eye system piled up wildly, the dense white squares almost covering half the screen.
[High-speed flying object confirmed.]
[Projectile structure confirmed.]
[Progress trajectory confirmed.]
[Quantity statistics in progress...]
Target quantity: 1,362.