Apocalypse Gachapon

“An equipment.” Hong Xiang defined this thing. This king continued, “A ranged weapon that can fire saint light.”

“Saint light?”

Ye Zhongming asked.

He didn’t believe in gods or saints. Saint light was probably just a type of light.

“It is a weapon that only a certain special job of Saint Light Hall can craft. The creator is a Light Monk.” Ling Kun continued from where Hong Xiang left off. Only then did the Posthumous people higher-ups recall that Ling Kun had the most understanding of Light Monks.

Ling Kun’s race had gone through two race extinction crises. Those two instances had something to do with the light monks. Or rather, they were the ones who attacked them.

Light Monks and Ling Kun’s tribe had a large-scale bloody conflict.

Naturally, the Posthumous people lost twice, but Ling Kun’s tribe had always been a super tribe. They were the strongest of the Posthumous people. The Light Monks were the core of each Saint Light Hall army, so when they battled Ling Kun’s tribe, the Posthumous people targeted them. They suffered heavy losses; thus, large amounts of their legacy were broken, and they became much weaker.

“Light Monks didn’t have strong attacks but they cultivated a battle skill that could enchant their energy onto an external item. It was similar to soul weapons but not the same. Each light monk could craft a certain amount of equipment, and they only had one attack, which is this…”

He tapped his partner’s shoulder, and Hong Xiang continued, “Out of the equipment they crafted, this is the most mature and strongest weapon. This weapon can utilize Saint Light the best. Be it convenience, being able to recycle it, and its durability, there were no weaknesses.”

Ye Zhongming took a look and turned his head, “Recharge?”

The few kings nodded, “Although many Light Monk skills got lost in the war and not many people were willing to become Light Monks, it is obvious that they are here now.”

“How strong is it? What is their range?” Mo Ye wore the Holy Army Coat and asked.

“We aren’t sure. But in records, they are comparable to advanced soul weapons, their range…” Hong Xiang measured it using Earth measurements, “500 meters.”

Cloud Peak members took a deep breath. This range was similar to some rifles!

Moreover, they were far stronger than guns. If both sides had no protection, this thing was too powerful.

Why were Ye Zhongming and Cloud Peak so confident defending the Imperial City? Be it Earth or Wheel technology, they all had a huge range. This could ensure that Saint Light Hall suffered a destructive hit when they attacked.

But if they had firepower, this battle would return to one where both sides were on equal footing.

If that happened… To be honest, Posthumous people and Cloud Peak against the strong Saint Light Hall.

The outcome was uncertain.

The Saint Light Cannisters' appearance stressed everyone, but they were all used to such situations. They knew the siege was about to begin and started giving orders. Everyone in the Imperial City started to make a move.

After an hour, the two rows of siege chariots made of metal and wood drove over. Behind them were warriors holding giant shields. Beside three square formations of shield warriors were two groups of a thousand furry demon monsters. Their white fur was turned into many thick ponytails that moved along with their bodies.

The Posthumous people didn’t recognize this demon monster.

Behind them were the crossbows. There were three rows of them, each with over two thousand crossbows.

Three warriors stood behind each. One was in charge of carrying and passing the two-meter-long arrows, one was in charge of helping to arm the crossbow, and the other aimed and fired. Each person had a specific job.

Behind the three rows were five square formations of archers. These people were the only ones without metallic armor. They wore leather-type defensive equipment, and each of them had three quivers on their sides. If you looked closely, you would notice that each quiver was different. These arrows probably had different uses.

Behind the ranged forces were the close combat troops. Some had less discipline and poor equipment and were at the front. They had siege machinery, so they were probably cannon fodder. They had to charge and tank the heavy cannon fire when needed to create chances for their allies.

Behind them were numerous demon monsters, infantry, Saint Light Cavalry, and trebuchet formations.

The skies were covered with the dense Saint Light Feather Warrior Squad and random troops of other flying demon monsters. Based on their equipment, they should have different functions.

The Saintess stood on Yangos’ back and was behind the entire flying contingent. Below her were the three heads and the close guards. Of course, there was also the Power of the Gods.

Apart from the logistic troops left outside the mountain and a few reserve forces, most of the warriors were gathered here.

The Posthumous people and Saint Light Hall were shocked by this formation.

Rong Zhi, Nan Jin, and Zaili looked at their warriors and were pumped up.

“This is Saint Hall; this is the Saint Battle!”

Rong Zhi raised his hands and cheered, and the warriors all shouted. Their voices spread into the clouds and caused the entire mountain to shake.

Some demon monsters within the city shivered because of that.

The three heads looked at the Saintess. She was injured a few days ago but has already recovered. She squinted her eyes and looked at the Imperial City. When she landed on Ye Zhongming, who was surrounded and wearing beautiful armor, the killing intent in her eyes grew.

She raised heer halberd and aimed at the center of the Imperial City.

“Let light shine on this place; let the saint words cleanse this area and chase evil away. Wipe them out!” She waved her Glory Staff. Numerous rays of light descended and bathed the warriors.

“Attack!”

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