Striking Again

Chapter 492: Striking Again

Several days later.

Benjamin stood on the sortie platform atop Fortress No. 7, checking his equipment and confirming that he was fully prepared.

On the distant horizon, the familiar tides of dark red and grayish white surged forth once more.

The harassing forces of the Chaos Cult and the Tower of Silence had once again arrived on schedule to "clock in."

This mixed legion of roughly thirty thousand halted about two hundred kilometers from the defensive line. The vanguard wizards began mobilizing the elements and directing their cannon-fodder units, preparing to unleash a round of long-range witchcraft as usual before withdrawing.

But this time, things were different.

Just as the fluctuations in their spiritual power reached their most unstable point...

Buzz!

The space across the entire wasteland suddenly rippled violently, like a lake struck by a massive boulder!

Tens of thousands of figures "emerged" from the seemingly empty air!

They had long been lying in ambush here, blending into the surroundings with the aid of a large-scale group concealment barrier. Now, they cast off their disguises and bared their fangs!

The legion Noren Workshop had deployed for its counterattack had revealed itself!

Battle erupted in an instant!

The thunderous collisions of energy, the shrieks of tearing shields, the roars of charging cannon fodder—all sounds merged into a symphony of destruction that instantly swept across hundreds of kilometers!

Benjamin stood at the platform's edge, gazing calmly at the battlefield below, which had suddenly turned into a meat grinder.

"It's begun."

Viola's voice came from beside him.

She had changed into a fitted dark-purple combat outfit. A row of slender potion vials hung at her waist, and she held a pitch-black staff with a crystal embedded at its tip.

"Be careful," Benjamin said, turning his head.

"I'm very