Turning the Tables

Meiladas Tidal Flats.

"So it was an underwater attack!" Su Ming exclaimed in realization.

He raised a hand and waved it. "All right, all forces, attack!"

The bushes near the tidal flats shook violently as the hundred Bone Models of the Bone Machine First Battalion threw off their camouflage. Their gun barrels rose in unison and unleashed a furious barrage at the griffin legion in the sky, leaving great swathes of dazzling, rippling magic shields in the paths of their bullets.

The Sky Army commander's face changed instantly, and he cried out, "How do you still have so many troops?!"

According to the dwarves' intelligence, the Final Bone Mad Machines had only three hundred Bone Model war machines. Most of them were currently on their way to Radiant Holy City, and the rest should have been the ones already tied down!

Su Ming had little interest in answering his enemy's question. He pointed upward, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

The Sky Army commander instinctively looked up and saw forty dragons diving down from high above, trailing fierce winds. The necromancers on their backs were gathering dark magic in both hands, while the dragons' open mouths glowed in various colors as they amassed the energy for their scorching breath attacks.

The Temple of Light's Sky Army Corps should have been a noble, invincible air force, yet it was now completely surrounded.

Everything had been a trap set for them!

The corps commander was utterly overwhelmed by despair, and the priests under his command lost all morale. They guided their griffins into a disorganized rout.

Su Ming watched it all coldly. Once a force began to rout, the real killing began. Most of the Sky Army's fighting strength was still intact, and they even retained a substantial numerical advantage, yet