"Entering a strong magnetic field zone. Severe interference with the aircraft's navigation system. Switching to manual control! Thruster power is fluctuating. Turbulence is normal. Please stand steady and hold on to avoid falling!"
The voice of the Sanghai pilot rang through the cabin of the Heart of Ptolemy. A violent tremor then shook the fast-flying ship, but everyone had been prepared for it and remained calm.
Murphy even had time to gaze out the window at the scenery below.
The Pharaohs of the Underworld had arranged their formations with considerable precision. From high above, the ranks of the dead waiting for orders looked exceptionally neat, satisfying anyone with a fondness for order and giving Murphy the feeling of a big shot reviewing troops from the air.
But the closer they got to the Origin Holy City, the more severely the magnetic field interfered with the aircraft.
The vampire lord could clearly feel the ship slowing as it entered enemy airspace. They were still at least a third of the way from the massive walls of the Origin Holy City, yet from here they could already see the fierce fighting beneath them more clearly.
The terrifying Solar Colossus kept pounding the faintly visible protective matrix atop the wall. Below it, the surging tide of undead swarmed over the wall itself, gnawing at it like ants attacking an elephant. The wall's thermal cannons and the defenders' firepower, however, showed no mercy.
Orange-red beams rained down on the front lines, mercilessly setting alight any undead within range.
Damn!
I can't take down the Colossus, but I can sure take you lot down!
"This massive wall was built by the Sanghai over the past thousand years. We used many of the Creator's machines to ensure its strength.
"Even if the protective matrix connected to