Chapter 240: Worldwide Gasping

Approx. 9min reading time

10m before the impact, the final 1% of the merging of the Colossus-torpedo and the golem zeroed into completion.

Along with that, in those littlest of the moments, was a loud sonorous cry of agony and pain.

“Siva! Help meeeeee…!!”

Every ear heard it but was baffled of whom it came from.

It was the last ditch of an effort for the original owner of that voice to cry out for help while he still had his sanity.

But not even his voice completely cried out, it was then replaced by a combination of a very powerful clanging metallic roar and of that of a beast inhaling deep and desperate for air.

It was like the cry of a pig when it was in the middle of being killed for its meat…

It was also like that of a Dino Crisis-version of a T-Rex, the cry being layered with an unfathomable amount of moderated violence that wanted to free itself and unleash its rage into the lands up front.

There was no emotion in it whatsoever. It was just its pure and innocent purpose.

A purpose bred and cultivated in an abyss of the deepest darkness, an essence that only has one destination:

War.

It was its essence, its soul.

There mere sound of this single cry had been as much intimidating as it if they were looking at a huge black-scaled zilla ravaging central Tokyo.

“GRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH….!!!!!!”

It was at first a low volume cry but it immediately rose into its highest volume in but a moment, a volume enough to deafen anyone in the immediate 5km area… followed by the sound of rock hitting the surface of a hammer tank’s armor.

TANNNNNNGGGGGG~~!!!

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A formless layer of space vibrated and rippled in front of the colossus-golem just 10m right before the longhorn’s concentrated cannon fires hit the head.

No. It was more precise to say that the sheer size of the concentrated firepower of twelve Longhorn Cannons created a massive bright yellowish white ray of light that deemed to obliterate the head and upper chest area of the monster entirely.

And yet, an invisible barrier prevented that from happening.

The clear sound of the cannon fires hitting that invisible barrier resounded through that great distance and although it was faint, the enhanced audio feedback of the media agents’ camera drones all picked up that sound with great clarity.

SHSHSHSHSHSHSHUUUUU…!!

Countless rays of lights parted into strands that scattered towards the back of the Colossi.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG~~!!

The few shattered fragments of the cannon fires fell on the protected city grounds but they were muffled and weak as to only create minor quakes and didn’t create major catastrophe.

Its head was knocked back and it took three-four giant steps back, stabilizing itself with a wave of its hands that then pounded and skidded on the now barren city grounds.

These mere fur steps backwards of the Colossi created tremors that scattered all throughout the entirety of the city. The skidding motion created a deep mark that stretched 300m afar. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

The remaining force of the cannon fires vanished and the dust clouds and thick mists that covered the face of the Colossi slowly parting with the now recovering flow of wind.

*****

“Did we do it?”

With the silence of the Command Bridge of the Lambda Class after those cannon fires, this one seemingly mindless question of a new member of the bridge office shattered an ice that hugged each members of the D’Catch’s team.

His gaze fixed on that misty cloud, as he retreated his fist to stand firmly, he and everyone else, saw the mist-covered head that leaned back slowly recover upfront… revealing a pitch black-skinned mouth and a nose that breathed out a slow sigh.

SHAAAAA…..!!

That one single action caused D’Catch’s breathing to shorten and he yelled a desperate command.

“All ships… FIRE!!!”

Booooooozzzzztttt…………..BOOM!!!

As if it was breathing, that one single moment just before all the Lambda-Class warships released their cannon fires created a vacuum sound that permeated everyone’s senses.

Every crew member knew that not even ten Rewloola Battleships’ Tier-4 or Tier-5 defense hull could withstand this concentrated barrage.

Their Captains [Hyper Strong Arm Punch] may have a lame name and may not be a supreme spell that could decimate an entire army on its own, but it was the best and the most supreme Support-Magic Spell that any Longhorn Cannon user could hope for since its use is like a magnifying glass…

Shortening the distance to a specified target, and also serves like a funnel that concentrates all the cannon fires into a single, monstrously powerful single attack…

And yet, along with that feeling of superiority and excitement that this supreme combination of their Fleet Captain’s and all of their Lambda-Class’ firepower caused, was a looming sense of fear birthed by the sight of that one single sight of the Colossi sighing.

*****

The mirror vortex trembled and spewed another concentrated volley of a bright yellowish white ray of light.

BOOM!

The air parted yet again, creating another one of those explosive sounds and suppressing wave of invisible after-ripples.

By then, the people began to cry out for help and find cover because not even the protection of the barrier was enough to protect the buildings from shaking and cracking just at the sound of this one single concentrated cannon fire.

With the after-wave of heat slamming directly to the 30m high defensive barrier, the unfortunate people below them were either fried or heavily injured… the sheer pressure exuded by this one single attack was at least triple that of the first.

And yet, this time, the Colossi was prepared.

It quickly breathed in and crossed its arms to block the incoming attack. It couldn’t try another Shout Cannon and had to charge it up to at least 50% power before it was to be used again.

BANG!

CLANNNGGGGGG~~~!!

The resounding explosion sounded like a thunder clap to one’s ears and like a boulder under a waterfall, the Colossi used its body to block the concentrated attack of 15 Longhorn Cannons.

But right after that explosion was the sound of metal plates clanging against each other; its left arm at the front banged against the right, and the two arms of the Colossi banged against the head of the latter, creating a resounding sound of a formidable defensive pose.

The concentrated cannon fire shattered like water and scattered, again, behind the Colossi, creating tremors and explosions that rocked half the city from the central plains.

With the apex pushing force of this attack, the Colossi’s legs created yet another ditch as it skidded backwards for 500m before it slowly steadied into a halting stop.

Everything happened in but two moments but it felt like an entire hour had passed.

When the Colossi stopped, it then roared and waved both arms outwards, sending the remaining weakening force of the cannon fires scattering towards the outskirts of the city.

BOOM!

Countless bombarding sounds rung across the city and it created an all-encompassing wave of quake that filled the air.

The ground shook as the Colossi’s left arm fell from its body, black blood flowed and melted the city grounds below.

Not even the barrier could do anything to prevent it from happening.

The black blood was like a corrosive poison that melted the buildings and the poor people that was too unfortunate to hiding within that area.

And yet, it doesn’t mean that the Colossi was left uninjured. As it happened, although its body was made up of dust and rubbles from the buildings earlier, after it had assimilated the squid-dragon warship missile… this golem knight had now turned into something akin to a living being.

Losing an arm, it felt intense pain and rage.

“GRAAAAAAAAAA…!!!”

As this roar exploded from the deepest recesses of its lungs, it pointed its mouth towards the distant mirror vortex, slammed its right hand to the ground, as a black sphere congregated in front of its mouth in but an instant.

It was akin to seeing a frightening Bijudama.

With a sound of a vacuum being filled with air, the black sphere turned into a purple-red fire that shot forth without mercy.

In but a moment, a 200m diameter large black-purple beam of light erupted from that black sphere and directly smashed towards the mirror vortex summoned by Marshal D’Catch.

*****

“Barrier Mages, establish your shields!”

Following his command, the Barrier Mages atop the BM-Flagship that’s been surprised by the sudden all-out attack of the Colossi, managed to pull their wits together and cast their spell without leaving a speck of Mana behind.

They all poured their strength into reinforcing the mirror vortex.

And it was a good thing that they did… because at the next moment, right after they have deployed their barrier spell… came a sudden ray of black light that almost blinded their eyes and boiled all their bloods off their bodies.

…..and it was followed by a loud resounding roar, carrying a pure and unbridled quest for violence, a wish that only sought to fulfill its role.

To destroy.

“Rewloola!”

Thorn, atop the castle wall, shouted and following that call, the barrier mages on that ship also cast their spells and erected a barrier.

*****

BAAAAAAANNNNGGGGG!!!!

The barrier mages atop the Black Mustache Flagship was the first to make contact as the mirror vortex served as the first layered of defense for the formation as well.

But it served little purpose because as soon as it made contact with that blast, it shattered into countless motes of glass particles while the Shout Cannon, as incomplete and only had 40% of its full power as it has, was still released by a Colossi of 1.3km large.

Alexandria is more or less 120km across.

This Colossi Golem was located at the very center of the city.

Colossus Monsters 500m large can decimate an area of almost 30km. Following the computation of its destructive capacity according to this ratio… a 1.3km large Colossi Golem could easily reach twice that distance even without its full power.

Even if it’s only the after-wave of superheated air, it was still created by a former God Knight Golem that’s been corrupted by Mefisto’s dark element.

The wave reached the barrier erected by the Mages in the Rewloola and along with that was a series of resounding cannon fires of the Bloody Marry Cannons.

Volt, tensed and sweating, yelled, “Fire!”

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Red streaks of light flashed and met the wave of superheated air, parting it like a fully spread parachute that met a falling brick from above.

The sight of a vacuum phenomenon was seen, along with red fires that burned upon contact with that wind. But it wasn’t enough to actually stop the advance of this surging calamity and made contact with the shield erected by the Rewloola’s division of Barrier Mages.

“Gurgh!”

“Argh!”

“It’s so hot!”

“Melting! My armor’s melting!”

“PUUUUUSSSHHHH—!!!”

They gritted their teeth, exerting all efforts to fight back the superheated air after-wave of that one single blast of the Shout Cannon.

Some of them fell and burned as their comrades watched with tears and charred skins.

The support mages continued to pour in Mana to support the erected barrier while the Barrier Mages themselves pushed with all their might and soul.

It felt like a battle that lasted an entire day.

Gradually, the force that pushed the superheated air dissipated and the sight of a decimated city filled with mist and dust clouds boomed on their sights… summoning fear and utter horror on each and everyone’s hearts.

“My god…”

It’s like a gong that continuously rung on their ears… like thunder, it kept on clapping in their minds.

Surviving that superheated air blast was a relief that corresponded to winning lotto. But as soon as the Mages saw the aftermath it left in the southern quadrant of the city, it felt like their hearts had been clenched by a demon…

For the entire southern quadrant of Alexandria…

..…no longer exist.

One could even see the few survivors, wailing and crying in the distance, filling the air with the aura of death and agony that continuously wrenches on anyone’s soul.

Although it seemed impossible to actually hear it from their distance, but the sheer sight of them struggling to stand up and absent-mindedly and try to scan their surroundings; with some finding in surprise that they only have half of their bodies left; and with some trying to locate their other arm, or leg, or the other missing half of their bodies from a pile of unfortunate others who was their friends and comrades just an hour ago… all gave the people of The Company the sensation of hearing the cries of woe of the survivors of that one single attack.

Coralline’s legs trembled and she fell with a hard thud, not minding the pain and the wound. Niobe seem to have forgotten how to breathe as she covered her mouth with both her hands to stop a cold air from entering her body.

Heller, Otus, Diyers, Ren, Pitou, Red Metal, and even Thorn…

Scion, the members of Archangel in the middle of their conference call, the world that watched this scene in their fingertips or any other media platform right at this moment…

President Ethan, the secretary, and even AG who was watching this scene with a Rea@D rendering of his confidante, senior Dante…

The people in the accident in Queensland, the policemen in Africa, the dentist and his patient, the adventurers in Brazil, Kim-Jiang Yun and his delegates, the crew of the Nautilus2…

Everyone in the world who watched this scene in no matter what way they can… all held their breaths as they processed the scene in front of them.

Yes, this is a game.

But in this game, there were also NPCs who are people living in their own world. In this world, all and everyone, NPCs and Gamers, are just part of a giant web of intertwining fates that lives inside the protection of the city.

Alexandria… had erected its barrier to protect all and everything that lives below a 40m height.

But even with that protection, the things that it should protect were still decimated without any kind or any sort of signs of fighting.

A question suddenly sprouted deep within the recesses of their minds:

“Just who are the real controllers of this game?”

Or more accurately, in their subconsciousness, just how are we supposed to fight something with this kind of power?

Yes, this is a game… but this sight is just too real.

They could hear the cries of pain directly in their brains because as much as they don’t want to imagine it… they all saw the scattered few survivors of what supposed to be tens or even perhaps hundreds of thousands of the city’s warriors and defenders… that’s still confused by what had happened just now.

The entire southern quadrant was destroyed in but one single attack and the culprit of such event, as if it didn’t allow for them to forget, made a roar to the sky that filled the entire surroundings.

And through the silence of everyone, through the silence of the world that watched this scene using the camera drones deployed by the lucky media agents who managed to avoid that catastrophe, this roar that resounded to the distance without anything; no buildings nor trees, nor people to stop or even slightly dampen its sound…

….echoed from across that 60km distance like a thundering clap of a storm, right after a lightning as it reverberated in every corner and every side, and every ear that could hear this.

And yet, as if to serve as a summoning call…

When that roar reached Siva who laid there on Scions lap…

…he opened his eyes and took a deep desperate breath that surprised everyone else on the wall.

“Rex!”

“Siva!”