Chapter 604

The screams of March 7th, the delusions of the Mother of Falsehood, and the full-scale attack of the Burning Legion intertwined into a chaotic mess, before a devastating impact shattered the sky and the earth, shaking the world for miles around.

"Bang!!!"

A chaotic current swept across the Iron Guard defense line, carrying with it a surging, destructive force.

Fortunately, the officers in command, who were positioned on higher ground, noticed the anomaly in advance and issued an order to take cover in time.

Apart from a very few slow-reacting guards who were blown off the city wall, the defense line suffered no overall damage.

"Click!"

Gepard raised the large shield in front of him and glanced at his sister, whom he was protecting behind him.

"Silval, are you alright?"

"It's alright, brother... uh, Commander Gepard's defenses are still so flawless, it's really reassuring!"

Silval laughed heartily.

Then, the siblings looked towards the front of the defensive line.

The previously relentless waves of monsters had now completely subsided, leaving only scattered pieces of torn corpses on the ground.

Occasionally, monsters buried under piles of corpses and flesh would emerge, only to be quickly sniped by the Iron Guards who had returned to the battlefield.

The Iron Guards gained a brief respite.

Gepard quickly picked up the paging device and immediately contacted the various squad leaders.

"Hurry up and assess the physical condition of each unit, the integrity of the city walls, and the status of ammunition reserves."

"The first squad is in acceptable condition!"

"Second squad, my ammo is almost gone!"

"The third squad is requesting personnel support. Our team's defense line was under too much pressure, and the team members were a bit overwhelmed and needed to rest."

"The fourth squad is in good condition and can provide some support to the third squad..."

Each piece of information was etched into Gepard's mind, transforming into a complete frontline data map. After a brief moment of thought, he quickly issued adjustment instructions.

Each squad acted swiftly, and the entire defensive line was adjusted in an orderly manner.

"Commander Gepard, that impact, was it from the Great Guardian's side?"

"That must be it. We have our front lines, and they have theirs. Although we don't know the specifics, there's only one thing we can do... protect Belobog with our lives!"

"Of course I know."

Silval shook her head and sighed, leaning against the wall, trying to make the most of her time to recover her strength.

Gepard stared ahead without turning around and said:

"Lieutenant Silval, the situation in the sixth squad is the most dire. You are one of the few top fighters in the Iron Guard, capable of taking on a thousand men single-handedly. Go and support them."

"And what about here?"

"I can defend the city gate all by myself!"

"Don't push yourself too hard... Yeah, give it your all, good luck!"

Silval transformed her subconscious concern into encouragement.

The Landau family's children died a worthy death on the front lines.

Given the intensity of the previous monster hordes, it's not impossible that the siblings died here.

"You too, give it your all, keep going!"

Gepard raised his fist, Silval also raised her fist.

The siblings bumped fists, smiled at each other, and then went their separate ways.

' Cocolia, if I die here, will you cry while holding my guitar? Probably. Remember to cry loudly; the spirit of rock and roll doesn't tolerate weak, feeble sobs!'

Silval glanced at the surging black tide approaching from the horizon—a new horde of monsters. She smiled nonchalantly and quickened her pace towards the area where reinforcements were needed.

As the two-front war raged on, in the distance of the ruins platform, the lone Svarog melted the ice and stepped into the body of the Creation Engine.

He strode into the control room, found the cold but not rusty control port, and inserted his arm directly into it.

"In testing... Test results: Body integrity 86%, operating system integrity 94%, energy storage 0.9%... Conclusion: A large amount of energy supply is urgently needed, otherwise the body cannot operate."

"The Creation Engine is the City Builder's masterpiece, capable of responding to the will of Preservation, so there's no need to worry about its power supply. Furthermore... who are you?"

Inside the room, a cold, aloof female voice, which shouldn't be there, rang out.

Then the air became blurry, as if someone had lifted a transparent curtain.

Welt and Ninti appeared indoors and stared at the illusory Cocolia.

"You two are... the Trail Blazers?"

"You could have guessed that?"

"Because only you pioneers have come to our world in the past seven hundred years, that's the only guess I can make."

"As expected of Cocolia, so this super robot is your backup plan?"

Welt pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting light, and he exuded a profound aura unlike anything he had ever seen before.

Ninti knew that the man was already excited about the giant robot.

Cocolia gazed at the two of them intently, seemingly contemplating whether to trust them. After a moment, she sighed deeply:

"This is the Creation Engine, a unique mech capable of responding to the Power of Preservation. It was originally used to terraform planets, but now... it is one of the strongest weapons I can find. Xing has done some maintenance and modifications for me, and I will summon the Power of Preservation from the dormant Great Guardian of past generations at the appropriate time, which will then deal a heavy blow to the Stellaron."

"The problem is, there's already a Cocolia outside. Even if I can understand that you split your personality to fight the Stellaron, how could you possibly be here?"

"I've coexisted with the Stellaron for over ten years. It shouldn't be surprising that I secretly mastered some tricks for using the Stellar Core power without its knowledge, right?"

"Impressive, as expected of you."

Welt nodded slowly, without much surprise.

Through Ninti's observations, they have grasped the general plan of Cocolia to fight against the Stellaron.

First, he splits off a negative personality to gain the trust of the Core of the Star Will and buy as much time as possible for Belobog.

Then came the adoption of a daughter, An Lande, whom no one knew about, who secretly carried out various schemes and preparations for the Stellaron. This included investigating the contingency plans of the past Great Guardian, leading to the Burning Legion; repairing the sealing platform and maintaining the unobstructed passageways of the ruins under the pretext of expending Iron Guard manpower, thus luring the Stellaron to choose this location as the site for its true descent. It also included this Creation Engine before them, and so on...

She even went so far as to block off the lower districts and ignore the sacrifices of the people there in order to deceive the Stellaron, make it ignore the information from that area, and allow An Lande to travel freely through the lower districts.

To deceive the Stellaron, Cocolia fooled everyone in the Belobog, even her own alternate personality. This self-deception lasted for over a decade, culminating in the final battle at the Stellaron.

'His style is exactly the same as Cocolia's back home!'

Thinking of this, Welt's gaze softened.

He couldn't make a decision like sacrificing the lower districts, but having experienced so much, he couldn't say that Cocolia were wrong.

After all, Belobog was indeed in a desperate situation with no way out, and without the help of an alien civilization, what other choice did he have but to take this gamble?

The people suffering in the lower districts may blame Cocolia, but no one else can probably point fingers at this resolute and decisive Great Guardian —after all, she forcibly split her own personality and stood firm in the darkness for more than ten years. Who can say that she did not do her best to Preservation Belobog?

"Gentlemen, could I possibly ask you for a favor?"

"Please speak."

"Although I have a way to activate the Creation Engine, I have no way of knowing how powerful it is. So, could you... find a way to enhance its power when Creation Engine is activated?"

"Hmm... After all, it's about dealing with the Stellaron, which is what we need to do. No problem!"

Welt pushed up his glasses again, unable to suppress the smile that was now spreading across his face.

"Thank you. I'll take my leave now. Those children are still fighting, and I don't want to see any more sacrifices. As for the reward... Bronya will give it to you all on my behalf once the Stellaron is sealed. However, Belobog doesn't have much to offer right now, so please understand."

Cocolia smiled faintly, her figure gradually fading away.

Ninti, who had been silent, spoke for the first time, in a soft and melodious voice:

"You want to be sealed away along with the Stellaron?"

"That's true."

"That will be eternal torment, and you will never come back."

"Haha! Then let's go and never come back!"

Cocolia smiled broadly, her warmth like a spring breeze. She then looked down at Ninti, her gaze unintentionally softening.

"I feel like we're destined to meet, and I'd really like to treat you to something to eat."

"Can't we not go? We can try to believe in our strength."

"I've already given so much, and Belobog has given so much too. I had no other choice. If only you could have arrived sooner..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cocolia's figure disappeared completely.

Ninti was left staring at where she had been standing, biting her lip, her small face showing a conflicted and hesitant expression.

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