"Chaos is here! Sound the horns!"
In the Eaglehawk Canyon of the Holy Spirit Plains on the Sunset Continent, the land Murphy had reshaped half a month ago had been completely transformed into a battlefield according to the terrain plans drawn up by the staff officers.
The Eaglehawk Canyon formed the frontline, and four defensive lines stretching across the northern Holy Spirit Plains had created an impassable defensive zone. More than two thousand bunkers, along with an equal number of regional defense towers and walls, had turned this place into every invader's nightmare.
But fixed fortifications always had one inescapable problem: the enemy wouldn't stupidly charge straight at them.
The optimal solution was always to circle around and launch a sneak attack. It offered the best value for the effort.
But the Sunset Continent was different from other regions. The Worldheart itself was the greatest anchor. Although the Sentinel Legion's modifications to the area were far from complete, Murphy had reshaped the continental spatial system around the Worldheart, almost completely shutting off the possibility of Chaos forces sneaking around behind them.
The space, reinforced several times over, could let small units through. But once their numbers reached a certain point, breaking through the spatial lockdown was simply impossible.
Unless the Chaos Shadows planned to descend into the material world themselves. But with the Warp and the Astral Realm locked in such fierce battle, if they dared to sneak across, Old Ao would pin them down in the material world—the very heartland of Order—and kill them there.
And besides, the fully loaded Rod of God system was watching them like a hawk.
There was only one route into the Sunset Continent for the Chaos army. They had no choice but to obediently break through this "Line of Death," personally commanded by