Chapter 313: Plague
The embers of war had yet to fully cool when the wizards' creations began efficiently "cleaning up" the battlefield across the void and the land.
These new cannon-fodder units, specially designed for the Giant Spirit Realm battlefield, descended like starving locusts upon scattered warship wreckage, mechanical fragments, and the corpses of Giant Spirit Realm natives.
They were not there to destroy them, but to use them as sustenance, devouring them in great mouthfuls.
Metal was smelted and reassembled, biological tissue broken down and absorbed, and scattered energy drained completely.
Even more astonishingly, once the matter and energy accumulated within these cannon-fodder units reached a certain threshold, they split in two on the spot!
The newborn individuals immediately joined the devouring horde.
Thus, these cannon-fodder units spread outward from the battlefield like a self-replicating gray tide, rapidly expanding the defensive line.
These war machines were devouring the Giant Spirit Realm's territory and resources at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Giant Spirit Realm's retreat was utterly bedraggled, with some units even collapsing into a rout.
Under the wizards' highly targeted blanket bombardment, their formations had long since fallen into chaos.
During their panicked retreat, many units were accidentally wounded by friendly stray fire, out-of-control energy, or frantic collisions, silently perishing on the road home.
Endi considered himself lucky.
He was the captain of a third-tier warship, commanding a nimble medium assault vessel.
During that final devastating blanket strike, relying on his excellent instincts and a bit of luck, he piloted his warship through the gaps in the energy storm with perilous precision.
In the end, he successfully retreated to the rear defensive line with a battered ship and crew members still reeling from the fright.
After disconnecting from his neural symbiotic link with the warship, Endi