When the dark purple radiance emitted by the Orbital Cannon filled the sky.
The Void Cult, which had been performing a mysterious ritual around the spatial reflection device, was utterly stunned... At first, they thought the enemy had acquired another, even more powerful "anti-King weapon."
Who would have thought—
The comet-like bombardment had locked onto Marcus City.
The total light energy released at the instant of explosion—
Was enough to prevent the Void Cult's "Mythical Body—Bewildered Star Cisse" from opening his eyes. (Appearance: His body was wrapped in a layered robe of pitch-black rock. When his hood was removed, what appeared beneath was an amorphous mass of brain matter composed of vivid colors.)
Had London not been protected by the recharged land deed, more than half the city would likely have been caught in the blast.
"What the hell is this!?"
Cisse stared at the dark purple brilliance filling the sky and Marcus City, which had been blasted into scrap metal and crashed into the Metal Desert, kicking up enormous clouds of dust. Even his rapidly spinning brain could not produce an answer.
In the battle plans he had learned of so far, there had been no mention of "bombardment" at all.
No matter what, the enemy's greatest variable had been eliminated.
Though it was impossible to determine whether the Mother Form Matrix had died, the immensely threatening Marcus City had fallen.
This allowed them to focus entirely on the war occurring within the city. The Void Cult, no longer needed to operate the reflection device, could also commit themselves fully to battle.
Likewise.
The bombardment that resounded throughout the world and dyed the entire battlefield purple brought the war within London City to a halt for several seconds.
"Nicholas... He's going to make a fortune this time!"
Green stared