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Chapter 1812 - 550 Machinery Becomes God_2

Chapter 1812: Chapter 550 Machinery Becomes God_2

Several legion commanders tried hunting in the city earlier, but the insect swarm showed no signs of decreasing.

They could easily kill those insects.

But their numbers were overwhelmingly large.

To truly annihilate them, the million troops and civilians of Sinless City would almost all need to perish.

It is not that they don’t want to fight, but fighting to the death serves no purpose.

The outcome remains the same.

Sinless City is doomed to fall.

Moreover, if it truly comes to that, it’s not just a matter of the Iris Legion’s losses; the Insect Mother, with enough spirit mediums, would have grown to a horrifying level.

By then, trying to evacuate would be nearly impossible.

At this thought, everyone’s faces turned very grim.

"That native king of the Orlan Royal Court is indeed ruthless. To swiftly consolidate kingship, he let all his people get contaminated by faith... but now he’s released the catastrophic Outer God. Do they really have a plan for how to end this?"

"Indeed, utterly stupid! That native king, even if he captures Sinless City this way, doesn’t he realize he can’t control so many Outer Gods at once in the future? Had we known he was such an idiot, we shouldn’t have given him the chance to grow back then..."

"Talking about it now is pointless. We need to think about how to handle it now... There are already many parasites appearing in the camp. If we delay further, contamination will spread, and the losses will be tremendous."

"Yes, and now there is the Abyssal Rift; it can still be isolated. But if any parasites reach the west and go to Hundred Battle City, everything we have will be ruined!"

"You’re saying..."

"The people of Sinless City absolutely cannot be allowed to go to the Central Continent!"

"But, our legion has tens of thousands of soldiers..."

"..."

At this point in the discussion, the legion commanders took a sharp breath and saw the malevolence of their opponent’s strategy.

If they mishandled this, the loss would be far greater than just Sinless City.

The insect plague was like a plague itself; once it spreads, it’s uncontrollable.

This war is simply unwinnable.

....

From the moment the Orlan Royal Court brought forth the mysterious Insect Mother, this Outer God, it was destined to be a mutually destructive battle, regardless of the approach.

Eliminating the infected wouldn’t help; the longer it drags on, the more infections occur.

But whether they give up or continue fighting, the losses are immense.

They couldn’t make a decision.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Marshal Andre, lying on his chair.

Time waits for no one.

Seeing Andre deep in thought, someone finally spoke: "Marshal, now we..."

"..."

Andre didn’t respond immediately, pondering in silence.

He seemed to be making a very difficult decision.

After a few moments, he opened his eyes and said calmly: "Withdraw the troops. I’ll stay here. Those going to Hundred Battle City must be quarantined immediately. Until fully purified and checked, no contact with anyone is allowed!"

Originally, he came thinking he could catch a big fish.

But what he found was less than small fries, just endless bugs.

Andre knew Sinless City was lost.

Holding on any longer held no significance.

His understanding was clearer than anyone’s; ’Mysterious Insect Mother Kalakta’ had no main body, every insect could be the main body.

Unless every insect is exterminated, it will continue to exist, parasitizing and proliferating.

Countless experts in the Taren Dynasty couldn’t eliminate this Outer God; how could he possibly manage it?

Looking at the current situation, it all seemed like the New King of the Orlan Royal Court had gone mad, aiming for mutual destruction.

Andre lamented not over how many would die this time.

In his view, the death of lower humans could no longer resonate with him.

What he cared about was his own promotion ceremony.

If this war ended now, he couldn’t take the final step.

But fortunately, the Holy Tribunal’s constraints were far weaker now; as long as Hundred Battle City was secured, there remained opportunities on the Old Continent.

Despite their concerns, all replied in unison: "Yes!"

....

Meanwhile, Leonard Churchill led Lenny into a chaotic city.

Lenny held an inconspicuous piece of black bread.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

With that black bread in hand, the insects that bit at anyone and ravaged buildings completely ignored them.

They strolled leisurely through streets filled with decaying bodies, then stopped at a tall tower.

From here, they could see the situation at the dock.

Lenny didn’t know Leonard’s plan, but he knew Leonard was observing the Iris Legion at the dock.

The city was filled with intense combat.

Yet the two in the tower faced no immediate danger.

Finally feeling at ease, Lenny asked, "Brother Leonard, what’s with this ’black bread’? Why don’t the bugs come near us?"

Leonard replied, "A friend gave it to me."

"..."

Seeing Leonard’s reluctance to explain further, Lenny didn’t press on.

Instead, he looked at the Third Legion warehouse engaged in fierce fighting, and asked, "Are the top experts of the Southern Continent still in the city? Will people from the Orlan Royal Court dare to snatch those items?"

Leonard calmly said, "Bait is meant to catch fish; knowing the big fish won’t come, the bait is useless. To those in the Southern Continent, the nine-story magic tower is far more valuable than any Titan Battle Armor. If they indeed take some things, it won’t be the mechanical equipment..."

Given the current open strategies of both sides, the situation held little unpredictability for Leonard.

The only uncertainty was Leonard didn’t know how the Orlan Royal Court would manage to take those items right under the watchful eyes of the Iris top experts.