The Chimaeric Demons followed Erik's orders. They changed their formation into arrow shapes. The toughest and newest clones led each arrow.
Everyone used their powers to stop attacks from reaching them, but again, it didn't always work.
He turned to the Chimaeric Demons, carrying Mira, June, Emily, and Amber. The situation was becoming a little too dangerous for the army. Not that he expected something different from happening by attacking the blackguards.
He said to the clones. Of course, he wanted Mira, Amber, June, and Emily to get safe.
The girls heard that.
Mira said.
[ALLIED CHIMAERIC DEMON KILLED: MANA ABSORBING PROCESS STARTING.]
[ALLIED CHIMAERIC DEMON KILLED: MANA ABSORBING PROCESS STARTING.]
[ALLIED CHIMAERIC DEMON KILLED: MANA ABSORBING PROCESS STARTING.]
They redoubled their efforts, and as the women worked, gaps appeared in the defensive fire, allowing more of Erik's forces to slip through unscathed.
But the blackguards were quick to adapt. They deployed barrier masters in front of the artillery units, preventing a lot of them from being destroyed. Not always Mira and Emily pierced the barriers, but that didn't mean they never did.
Slowly, as the vast flock of clones got closer to the shores, the number of problematic defensive stations decreased.
a Chimaeric Demon said.
Erik surveyed the sky. They had lost almost a third of their forces, but the rest were still combat-effective. It was now or never.
Erik then turned to Amber.
Amber nodded.
Erik said.
As they approached the shoreline, she started channeling mana into her neural links, and then her corrosive gas came out of her body. Erik, using his brain crystal powers, generated a strong wind that brought the gas to the shoreline without scattering it.
The cloud descended, engulfing a section of the blackguards' front line.
Agonized screams pierced the air as Amber's corrosive gas engulfed the front line.
The screams of those on the shores echoed across the area. They sounded like a symphony of tortured violins.
The cries got louder and softer, like a terrible song, as the gas continued to hurt them. The gas burned their skin, then melted it, and when it couldn't find it anymore, it devoured the flesh. When nothing more than a pile of bones remained, it consumed even that.
As the soldiers writhed and fell, a significant gap materialized in the defenses.
The opening widened as more blackguards died, presenting Erik with the opportunity he had been waiting for. It was the perfect moment to strike.
The Chimaeric Demons dove towards it, shifting form as they descended. Those tasked with primary defense hit the ground as massive creatures to shield their brothers. They immediately engaged the nearest blackguards in close combat.
Erik landed amid the chaos, his feet touching the sand as explosions and energy beams continued to light up the night sky around him. He immediately assessed the situation, noting the positions of his forces and the remaining enemy defenses.
Erik said.
Then Erik erected a huge ice wall around the landing Chimaeric Demons, keeping the sides and a narrow area in the front open to allow the clones to fight and push deeper into the enemy lines.
Erik said.
They had made it there, but at a terrible cost, and the real fight had yet to begin.
Erik's gaze fell on the black structure at the island's center. Somewhere in there were the answers he sought and the blackguards' leader, whoever he was.