Chapter 411: I am the eldest son in the family (2/4)
The castle in front of us is the headquarters of their five major pastoral areas, the Eastern Pastoral Area, and it is also the five largest and most prosperous castles of the Birdman clan.
Inhabited are not only the lord's family, but also other unindependent birdmen and their families. The total number of people accumulated over thousands of years is more than two thousand, and most of them are ungrown or young birdmen.
Most of the lords in the surrounding areas were separated from this castle, and they share the same ancestry.
In other words, if we capture the castle in front of us, we will be able to defeat one-fifth of the Birdman's power in this world, and it will also wipe out the Eastern Pastoral Area in one fell swoop.
The adventurers have already begun to scream. In their opinion, these angels flying around are nothing more than walking 300 yuan.
"The enemy is bluffing, don't be intimidated by them, charge, go ahead!"
"Kill all their men and steal all their women."
"Ahem, I heard that all birdmen are men, there are no women."
"Then kill them all!"
The problem is that there is a layer of defense on the castle.
Not only can it block flying props, but it can also block people from passing through. A group of people blocked at the base of the wall are like living targets, ready to be slaughtered.
Xi Tong knew that this magical technique called the Sacred Refuge was similar to a mountain-protecting formation and could protect key buildings, but he didn't expect to encounter it here.
After all, setting up this thing is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and with Birdman's arrogance, there is no way he would think that he would be forced to use the sanctuary's magic.
It can be seen that the Birdman has not always enjoyed peace and quiet in these thousands of years.
The space crack opened, and green dragons poured out overwhelmingly, like a dark green torrent, covering the sky in an instant.
The green dragon is small in size and has average strength. It poses a limited threat to angels and cannot even threaten angels.
However, they can block the line of sight and serve as cannon fodder, buying time for the army below and also buying time for Xi Tong.
Sure enough, with the green dragon's cover, the Angels' hit rate dropped significantly.
However, the castle's defense is still impenetrable, and even Susano-o's use of the divine weapon Amansugaun Sword cannot shake it at all.
Xi Tong punched the defense, and ripple-like ripples immediately rippled in the air. Divine power gathered from the surroundings to the location where the punch landed, reinforcing and thickening it.
"Somewhat familiar."
Xi Tong couldn't help but think of the scene when he fought with the four-winged angel. The defensive skills he used also had this effect. They could focus on enhancing the defense of a certain point, increasing it a hundred times.
The entire defense is an organic whole. As long as the power of the Holy Light is sufficient, this turtle shell can last forever. Even if there is a local weakness, it will be repaired immediately.
Xi Tong placed his palm on it and immediately activated his ability.
Like a water pump, the divine power of the Holy Light continuously gathered from the palm of his hand, causing the air around Xi Tong to ripple rapidly.
"Attack! Fire at me!"
"No, no, it's to fire around me and attack the defenses around me!"
So, everyone quickly moved their guns away from Xi Tong's position and fired at the surrounding walls.
The Vulcan cannon began to roar, and the AK's iconic three-round burst also fired one after another. Although the photothermal weapons made no sound, their strong energy fluctuations bloomed around Xi Tong like fireworks.
The other soldiers also waved their weapons and slashed at the defenses around Xi Tong wildly.
In the sky, the bird people were condescending and laughing wildly.
"Look, these stupid cultivators really think their power can shake the Holy Sanctuary."
"How can ants know how high the sky is? Their lives are too short and their knowledge is too narrow. They have no idea of the greatness of God."
"Stop talking nonsense and clean them up quickly!"
The power of the Holy Sanctuary cannot be shaken by mortals at all. After all, it is a defensive formation that gathers the power of 12 god-level experts, consumes a lot of precious materials, and arranges it according to the formation map in heaven.
If you want to break this formation, you must mobilize 10 times the number of god-level experts to attack together.
And this world simply does not have the potential or qualifications to give birth to a god. Not even one god-level powerhouse can be found, let alone 100.
Because of this, when the lords all rushed to the southeast to fight against the vampires, their families were all sent to this ancient castle with a sacred sanctuary.
"Brothers, join me in killing the enemy and drive them to an end!"
"Where does this kind of miscellaneous cultivator need the help of the elder brother? Just let the younger brothers do it!"
However, just as the angels were talking loudly and condensing the holy light into spears and throwing them downwards, there was a sudden sound of chirping in the air, like silk being broken or porcelain being shattered.
This sound was very unfamiliar. Many angels present heard it for the first time. They did not realize what the sound was until a crack appeared in front of the castle.
The sacred sanctuary is broken.
The sound just now was the sound of the sacred sanctuary being broken.
Tsk...
The cracks spread quickly, spreading to every corner and every inch of the surface.
The Holy Sanctuary is a whole, and if it is broken in one place, it is equivalent to the whole being shattered, which perfectly explains the meaning of "breaking the surface with one point".
"Broken?"
The angels were in disbelief, as if their faith had collapsed.
"Broken?"
The cheers from the empire's side were all broken, and then they cheered more fervently and shouted louder.
The anger that had been accumulated before finally found an outlet, and the army rushed in like a tide, killing up the stairs.
Esdeath followed the example of an angel, stretched out her hand and formed a spear, an ice shadow cut through the sky, and immediately an angel screamed and fell from the sky.
Weapons such as Vulcan cannons and AKs also began to shoot into the sky, and laser guns and laser cannons also began to show their power.
The two-winged angels are indeed very powerful, and they are very fierce in both long-range attack and melee combat. However, their number is too small.
There are no "lower creatures" such as demigod knights or servants in the castle. All residents are pure-blooded gods, numbering only about 2,000, and some of them are still infants and teenagers who have not yet grown up.
Facing the more than 100,000 human troops below, they did not dare to swoop, let alone engage in close combat.
When it comes to long-range attack methods, humans are not bad at it. Although it is not as powerful as Birdman's Victory Spear, it is enough as long as it threatens it. The damage is not enough to make up for the damage.
Strong men among humans, such as Xi Tong, Esdeath, and Susano'o, are more lethal than the two-winged angels. As long as they are targeted, they can attack them almost one at a time.
Seeing the blood of his compatriots spilling into the sky, screaming and falling, the angel in the golden battle armor was heartbroken.
An angel nearby shouted sadly: "Brother, ask Father for help and let Father avenge us!"
The angel in golden armor shook his head, "After so many heirs died, my father must have felt something in his heart, and he is already on his way back."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's avoid it first!"
The angel in golden armor shook his head again, "You can withdraw, but I can't leave. After all, I am the eldest son in the family! My father gave this place to me before he left. How could I let my father down?"
After saying that, a rich golden light rose from the body of the golden-armored angel, and golden cream-like holy light spurted out from his body.
Under the wings on his back, a pair of slightly smaller wings slowly formed and unfolded little by little.