Chapter 271: The Meat Grinder
The coordinate signal Benjamin sent out was like a lighthouse in the darkness, piercing through the turbulence of the unstable spatial passage and immediately giving the wizards still searching for a way out amid the spatial chaos a direction.
The circular spatial gate behind him erupted like a volcano, spewing forth the torrent of war from Wizard Civilization!
Countless forms of giant biochemical beasts roared as they charged out. Among them were Corrosion Beasts clad in bone armor and spitting acid, hunters swift as shadows whose sharp claws tore through the air, and Siege Crabs as heavy as mountains, each step making the ground tremble.
Close behind came the cold legion of war golems. Their steel bodies gleamed with enchanted radiance, scorching disintegration rays shooting from their eyes as they marched in perfect formation, forming a steel defensive line. This tide of flesh and steel instantly crossed the "island" formed by Benjamin and the Black Giants, crashing fiercely into the Holy Servant army surging forth like locusts blotting out the sky!
"Roar!!!"
"Kill!!!"
The instant they collided, the fiercest meat grinder took shape.
Roars, clashing weapons, exploding energy, shattering bones, twisting steel—countless sounds converged here into a cruel symphony of war.
The biochemical beasts' claws tore open the Holy Servants' scaled armor, while the Holy Servants' bone blades wreathed in wind power easily severed the biochemical beasts' limbs.
The war golems' rays vaporized groups of Holy Servants, yet even more Holy Servants climbed onto the golems' bodies with their agile forms, frantically chiseling at their joints and energy cores with bone blades.
Blood, mangled flesh, and broken metal components poured down like a torrential rain, instantly staining the grand altar in a horrifying blend of red and black.
The sunlight was completely blocked by the