Fire meteors slammed viciously into the pale blue light shield and exploded. Countless flames scorched the protective barrier, engulfing it in a sea of fire.
At the same time, the temperature inside rapidly rose. However, none of the Soul Engineers from the Sun Moon Empire still had complete human forms.
Some were covered in a thick layer of gray keratin, some had fiery red wings growing from their backs and luxuriated in the heat wave, while others were snow-white all over and released vast amounts of cold air with a wave of their hands.
Along with the defensive Soul Tools that even their grandmothers would carry, they could still temporarily endure the scorching heat.
The roar of machinery was deafening. The machines were already running at full power, yet they still could not hold on against this attack. The Milk Bottles were being depleted at an alarming rate, with an entire set drained in barely a dozen seconds.
Black smoke rose as some machines began to shut down. The light shield in the sky gradually thinned, and holes had already appeared in places. Tongues of flame continuously stretched through the gaps, wantonly licking everything within the shield.
All kinds of ice-element Soul Tools launched attacks without pause. Amid the legion commander's furious roars, frost shells shot directly toward the holes. Thick ice instantly sealed the gaps, keeping the flames outside.
Yet both the ice and the light shield were rapidly thinning. Against gods, mortals were ultimately still somewhat powerless.
Oscar smiled at the sight, swallowed another Mirror Sausage, and sent another wave of Phoenix Meteor Shower crashing toward the Sun Moon army.
"Elder Kong! What do we do now?!"
A Ninth Level Soul Guidance Master ran over to ask Kong Deming what they should do next. After all, no one