Blizzard over Boulder City

This terrifying pursuit seemed poised to swallow the tiny convoy at any moment. Whether they were knights from the royal capital or conscripted soldiers, the lives they had reclaimed from Boulder City's walls were, after a brief reprieve, gradually drawing closer to the embrace of the God of Death. Mitchell watched through the observation slit at the rear of the cabin as hundreds upon thousands of Crystal Giants drew nearer. These massive humanoids, three meters tall, charged with even greater momentum than the royal Knight Order, while the Arcane Lightning they repeatedly unleashed crossed the battlefield and struck the vehicles' shields without pause...

Farther away, vast clouds of smoke and dust rose into the air, each one signaling a new group of pursuers rapidly closing in.

Then an unusual flash descended from the sky.

It was some kind of extremely fast flying object. Even with a Supernatural Being's vision, only the faintest trace of its trajectory could be caught. Wrapped in a pale green glow, it flew from the direction of the Gorgon River, passed over hills and wilderness, and plunged into the distant smoke and dust.

The next second, a terrifying flash of explosion and an even more terrifying thunderclap nearly ruptured Mitchell's and the soldiers' eardrums.

Countless shattered limbs and crystals were hurled into the sky amid the flash. The terrible Shockwave even flattened nearly every protrusion on the ground within a hundred-meter radius. The earth shook violently, and even from such a great distance, Mitchell could clearly see faint ripples spreading across the shield outside the vehicle.

Then more flashes appeared on the horizon, accompanied by piercing shrieks as they fell one after another in the distance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Earth-shattering explosions rang out in succession. Every flash, every blast, was like a meteor spell falling into