In the burning ruins of Nasrei, the surviving Dreadlords turned into bats and escaped the sea of flames.
Though they looked thoroughly bedraggled.
Surviving the Obsidian Warship's assault was already something to be grateful for!
As for the Dreadlords in the areas directly struck by chaos energy.
The chaotic elements broke them down into molecules and atoms on the spot.
The energy attacks traveled at close to the speed of light.
How could they have had a chance to turn into countless bats and escape?
The Obsidian Warship in the sky was flying in a very peculiar attitude.
It was actually flying at a tilt, and a steep one at that!
This was because Herad had not considered attacking ground units.
Now, it could only accomplish that in this awkward fashion.
Fortunately, anti-gravity did not care about its flight attitude.
Proper use of gravity could even let the crew ignore the tilt.
Flying overhead at an angle, the Obsidian Warship bombarded every target along its route that caught its eye.
Towering ancient castles, sprawling graveyards, vast building complexes.
Whenever a target seemed worth striking, the Central Control System designated it for attack.
Under the merciless bombardment of thirty-six energy cannons, every substantial building along the route was reduced to ruins.
Watching the black warship wreak havoc overhead, the Dreadlords contacted the fleet in terror, begging for rescue.
Faced with the pleas from the ground, the fleet commander was helpless as well.
The fleet was already attacking the black warship with all its might.
But its attacks had no effect whatsoever when they struck the enemy ship's armor.
That black warship's armor was like a bottomless abyss.
The ground forces suffered devastating casualties under the bombardment, but the fleet overhead was not faring well either.
Though the Obsidian Warship's primary targets