Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1012

"Now."

The moment Atticus spoke, the fortress trembled, the ground splitting open at the heart of the fortress. A deep, guttural clanking echoed as monstrous artillery rose from the ground, massive cannons, their barrels gleaming with an intense glow.

Each one was lined with intricate dwarven craftsmanship, ancient yet advanced.

At their base, the members of the dwarven battalion scrambled into position, moving swiftly as they worked to get the cannons operational.

There was simply no one in all of Eldoralth who could rival the dwarves in craftsmanship.

While the other races were advanced in their own right, the dwarves, despite being a lower race, undoubtedly took the crown in this matter.

There was a huge gray area when it came to the dwarves and the higher races, with many members of their kind being forced into slavery.

Regardless, Atticus had been subtly elated to discover that he had them in his army.

’It was so obvious.’

From the very beginning, Atticus had known it wouldn’t be as simple as just repelling a swarm of enemies. While that alone was a challenge, that wasn’t how war worked.

’Uncertainty.’

In war, there was always something unexpected. A surprise. It was rarely a straight line, rather, it was a path filled with twists and turns. Anything could happen.

To anticipate that, Atticus had instructed the dwarves to build these massive cannons as soon as they had been transported.

And now, their purpose was clear.

The airships had no time to react.

"Fire."

The instant Atticus gave the order, the cannons detonated.

Blazing beams of raw mana-infused firepower tore through the sky, ripping apart the airships as if they were made of paper. The impact sent violent shockwaves rippling through the atmosphere, igniting the sky with cascading flames.

BOOM!

One by one, the massive floating warships exploded. Wreckage rained down, crashing into the hordes below, flattening dozens of enemies upon impact.

The once-intimidating airships were now nothing but flaming debris, plummeting from the heavens like dying stars.

A stunned silence followed as the recruits processed what had just happened.

Then, a thunderous voice shattered the stillness.

"WHOOOOAAA!! IN YOUR FACE, YOU FREAKING BASTARDS!!!"

Nate bellowed, his voice bursting with energy. Your next read awaits at freewebnovel

His earth-covered broadsword slammed into the ground, splitting the earth apart and hurling enemy combatants into the air.

He launched himself into the horde, his blade carving through metal and flesh without pause.

His battle cry was contagious.

The moment his scream rang through the air, it was as if adrenaline exploded within the entire army.

A surge of energy rippled through them, their bodies tensing, their weapons tightening in their grips.

And then—

"WHOOOOAAAA!!!"

A deafening battle cry erupted from millions of throats.

The army charged forward, their spirits ignited like a raging inferno. Every battalion pushed harder, their formations tighter, their attacks fiercer.

The demons roared, their hellfire scorching through enemy ranks.

The angels swooped down, their wings cutting through the sky like blades, raining divine destruction upon the hordes below.

The elves unleashed a hailstorm of mana-infused arrows, piercing through the enemy troops with precise, merciless efficiency.

Zoey dove into the chaos, her spiritual constructs shielding the artillery divisions while she herself tore through enemy units with fluid, ruthless grace.

Kael became even fiercer, his berserker state leaving nothing but carnage in his wake, piles of bodies left behind as he crushed everything in his path.

Aurora’s flames erupted across the battlefield, consuming enemies in blazing storms, her fists shattering steel armor like brittle glass.

And all of this chaos, all of this carnage, all of this war—