Chapter 861: Who Could Turn the Tide? (Part Two)
writer:乱世狂刀      update:2022-08-19 13:05
  The indescribable desperation instantly permeated in the air, enveloping Zenit’s Capital St. Petersburg.

  “Open the magic protective sphere! Prepare for battle!” Suddenly, a shout sounded on the defense wall.

  There was a magical power contained in this voice, and it also created dashing sound waves. The sound waves that were coming from two different people collided in the air, and a series of transparent ripples that were visible to ordinary people appeared, creating clapping noises as if millions of soldiers were fighting each other in close-range.

  Dents and holes appeared in the sky, and the sunlight was distorted and bent.

  Finally, the terrifying sound waves of D’Alessandro were stopped 100 meters away from the defense wall and couldn’t make any more advancements.

  Also, this shout woke everyone up on the defense wall and got rid of their negative emotions. This voice contained peaceful and upbeat power, shattering the fear in people’s minds and instilling them with confidence.

  Finally, the people on the defense wall could react and process information again.

  Elder Prince Arshavin issued one order after another, and the signal flags flashed, directing the counterattack of Zenitians.

  Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

  As slight vibration noises sounded, orange energy flames gradually appeared around St. Petersburg and rose, soon completely enveloping the magnificent city in it. This was St. Petersburg’s grand protective magic array, [Goddess of Earth’s Protection]. The thick and firm orange light sphere finally gave Zenitians a little bit sense of security.

  In the next moment, the magic weapons on the defense wall started to counterattack. Dashes of different colored light shot toward those figures in the sky murderously.

  The battle instantly began.

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  Since the decision was already made, there was only battle and no room for negotiation. This could only be resolved if one side bled out and got defeated.

  Since no talk was necessary, then battling it out without holding back was the best option.

  As Elder Prince Arshavin commanded in his deep voice, the powerful military started to attack. It was a weak move to use many ordinary soldiers and attack a powerful and unparalleled master, but none of these people regretted this as their honor was above their own lives.

  As soon as the battle started, everyone put their hearts and souls into it.

  The situation was intense, and everyone’s heart was in their throats as they stared at those dashes of light that flew toward the enemies; they wanted to know if Zenit’s most powerful magic weapons could pose some threats to the terrifying invaders. Right now, no one had time and energy to figure out where that shout which rivaled with D’Alessandro’s came from.

  “Hahaha! A bunch of bold mice! Great! Today, Zenit will be completely removed from the Northern Region of Azeroth!”


  D’Alessandro laughed arrogantly in the sky. It seemed like he didn’t even move, but those powerful and bright magic arrows that were shot out of the most advanced magic weapons of Zenit froze 300 meters away from them. As if they were icicles that fell into the lava, the magic arrows that were comparable to a group of hungry locusts in number hissed and disappeared while green smoke came out of them.

  “Hiss……”


  A series of gasps sounded on the defense wall of St. Petersburg.

  These magic weapons were the last resorts of the empire. Even when the Ten Empire United Troops sieged this city and St. Petersburg was in danger, they weren’t put into use.

  The people were hoping that even if these magic weapons couldn’t harm D’Alessandro, they could at least kill a few Moon-Class Elites who came with him.

  They didn’t expect that these arrows were utterly useless.

  What should they do next?

  Who could stop the enemies?

  Who could turn the tide?