The outbreak of war: Trampling life
"Are you here?"
The colossal Founding Titan Attack, standing a hundred meters tall, rose amidst an endless mass of Colossal Titan. Each step it took was incredibly slow, yet with each step, the earth trembled.
Its ferocious, enormous head slightly raised, its emerald eyes seemingly piercing through countless clouds, staring directly at the dozens of steel fighter jets ten thousand meters above the ground.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Without any visible movement from the Founding Titan Attack Giant, suddenly, layers of Hardening covered its massive body, completely concealing its scorching red muscles. The billowing steam was absorbed by the Hardening, causing its surface to ripple slightly like water.
The next second, one after another, pure white arms emerged from the Hardening —five, ten, a hundred, a thousand! In the blink of an eye, the massive body of the Founding Titan Attack was covered with countless arms, a sight both terrifying and gruesome.
Then, countless dazzling white lights shone on the body of the Founding Titan Attack, and one after another, Hardening longbows of different shapes and lengths appeared in these arms. These were the hands of the War Hammer Titan from generation to generation!
The bowstrings were taut, and one, two, countless arrows, gleaming with cold light, pointed straight to the sky and were shot out all at once in an instant!
A net of white arrows surged into the sky.
Ten thousand meters above the ground, the Far East fighter jets could clearly see through the portholes countless Colossal Titan advancing below, the earth turning to scorched earth under their trampling. Even from this height, the Far East pilots felt a chill run down their spines.
But no matter what, the Eldians are known as the demons of the earth. No matter how terrifying the demons of the earth are, they can't threaten them at an altitude of 10,000 meters. No matter how terrible or terrifying the Rumbling is, it is just a larger live target for their Far East fighters. Just when the Far East pilots were relaxed and at ease, they inadvertently glanced at them.
A dense curtain of light rose from the earth, dazzlingly bright; those were the arrows of countless War Hammer Titan.
However, the Far East pilots did not see it clearly, because after these arrows barely reached an altitude of two thousand meters, they lost all the momentum to continue ascending and fell down one after another.
Within the Paths, a purple glint occasionally flashed in Zeke's eyes. Sharing a view with Eren, he naturally saw the War Hammer Titan's futile attacks. "Eren, the power isn't enough; those flying machines are too high."
"I know, but I couldn't help but try. After all, I didn't want to appear so powerless." In his sandy seat, Eren sighed softly, a hint of regret in his voice.
Crack! Crack! After a futile volley of arrows, the white Hardening covering the Founding Titan Attack Titan's body crumbled and fell off piece by piece, along with countless arms of the War Hammer Titan.
"Prepare to drop the bombs! Let these big guys experience the warmth of the Far East people!"
The commander's roar rang out on the makeshift communication devices in the ears of dozens of Far East pilots, followed by a barrage of steel aerial bombs falling like dumplings.
A deadly shriek soon echoed through the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Enormous fireballs erupted from the ranks of countless Colossal Titan, the terrifying flames engulfing one Colossal Titan after another. The once unstoppable, destructive the Rumbling army was thrown into brief chaos, with hundreds of Colossal Titan collapsing and never rising again, their heads and necks nowhere to be found.
The hundreds of collapsed Colossal Titan also hindered the advance of the Colossal Titan behind them. In an instant, more than a hundred Colossal Titan were tripped by their Comrade's bodies. Before they could get up again, countless Comrade surged up from behind and trampled their bodies and the ground into one. The power of the aerial bombs was terrifying.
"I can't imagine what resistance we Eldians' Titan Power could possibly have with these terrifying weapons. Yago was right when he said that human strength is even more terrifying than Titan Power," Zeke said as he walked up to Eren.
Eren's eyes also flashed with images of hundreds of Colossal Titan falling. Although hundreds of Colossal Titan were insignificant in the Rumbling army, this place was still hundreds or thousands of kilometers away from the Far East people's positions, and the Far East people still had hundreds or thousands of fighter planes. The Rumbling was no longer an invincible force.
"Hahaha! What the Rumbling? It's nothing special, hahaha, the Eldians are nothing! Now it's our Far East people's world!!" The arrogant voice of the Far East Commander rang out again from the communication device.
But it's no wonder the Far East commander was so arrogant; what could possibly threaten their aircraft at 10,000 meters altitude?
Through the porthole, the Far East Commander's gray eyes were filled with excitement, but before he could feel it for long, he felt a warm sensation on his lips. He instinctively reached up and wiped his lips, finding his leather glove stained with fresh, dark red blood.
The Far East commander was stunned. He looked down at the fighter jet's instrument panel, where his reflection was visible on the transparent glass. Blood gushed from his nostrils like a faucet that couldn't be stopped.
Unbeknownst to the Far East commander, blood vessels suddenly bulged in his grey eyes, almost instantly covering his vision. His eyes turned crimson. But it wasn't over yet; a sharp pain exploded in his head, causing him to scream in agony, "Ah!!"
Bang! Pfft!!
The short scream was cut short as the transparent cockpit of the Far East fighter jet was instantly submerged in blood. A headless corpse slumped onto the cockpit, and the Far East commander's head exploded.
With a whoosh, the Far East fighter jet, losing control, instantly lost its balance and plummeted from an altitude of 10,000 meters with a desperate roar. It wasn't just one fighter jet; dozens of fighter jets in the sky were in the same situation, their cockpits flooded with blood as they circled and fell.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Dozens of rising flames were the final resting place of these aerial overlords.
Zeke, who witnessed all of this through the Founding Titan Attack, couldn't help but click his tongue and exclaim, "I must say, as expected of Yago? How did he do that?"
"Doctor, I knew you had a backup plan. How could you possibly train thousands of elite pilots in just one year? But I never imagined that liquefied Scarlet Mist would have this effect." Yago placed one hand on Ebson's forehead, speaking with apparent amazement.
Ebson stopped his futile struggles and instead looked at Yago with a wicked grin. "Yago, my child, you haven't disappointed me. You keep accusing me of coveting the power of life, but what did you just do? Thousands of lives vanished in the blink of an eye. Weren't you trampling on life in the same way?"
How was it? Did you feel that sense of control over human Fate? Isn't it wonderful sometimes?