Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 746: Fierce Battle (4)

Blood Gate Stronghold.

Even though it was late at night, the stronghold was still brightly lit. Especially the command building, it was as bright as day. In the battle headquarters on the top floor of the building, the hall was fully lit, and the tactical staff officers continued to repeat the same work. Analyzing data, correcting tactics, issuing orders to dispatch dozens of defensive zone operations under the control of the Federation Military Department. The constant-temperature air conditioner in the hall continuously blew waves of cold wind, but it was still unable to stop the temperature in the hall from rising.

The automatic door opened and Russen strode onto the bridge, standing on the platform and looking down at the command hall. The adjutant came to his side and looked at Lu Sen. The general's expression did not change at all, but it was not difficult to see the traces of war on his general's uniform and cloak. Russen had gone out for almost a day, walking through the entire defensive area of the Scarlet Flame Highlands, bringing along one of the Wuji squads to put out the fire. If it weren't for this Federation. Whether the highlands would be able to persevere until now was unknown.

"Has there been any news from Mecalene Mountain?" Russen asked in a deep voice.

The adjutant immediately replied, "There is no further news. I just communicated with General Seville and Marshal Capulo hasn't returned yet."

"It's been a day." Russen said, his expression solemn.

These simple words, however, expressed the deepest worry in Russen's heart. With Capulo's strength, it had already taken him a day to determine the outcome. It had indeed been a bit too long. Although they were far away in the Garden of Eden, they did not know how many pairs of eyes were watching the situation here. Especially Capulo's battle. This was the first battle since the Berserk Lion's comeback. The outcome of the battle would bring countless pieces of information to the crowd, and one of them was about Capulo's strength. The marshal's battle prowess would affect the pattern between the old and the new parties, and even affect President Morbit's judgment.

Now, Capulo had spent too much time on this battle.

According to Russen's calculations, the battle should have ended at least in the afternoon.

Russen shook his head and changed the topic, "But a mere tango … What about the other defensive areas?"

"It's relatively stable. With General here personally, you've really cut off a portion of the enemy's forces. Now Major General Catherine is also operating in the main theatre. At the very least, the defensive area of our army will be able to hold out."

"Are you saying that the situation in the other clan defensive areas is not good?"

The adjutant raised his glasses and said, "The Goliath family has lost their defensive area during the day and has now retreated into the fortress to seek refuge." The Morsen Clan and Beth Cod were still insisting. Because the Morsen Clan did not have separate forces, their strength was still considered complete. But the loss of Gullit's defensive perimeter has increased the pressure dramatically. As for Bescord, it was indeed difficult to defend this defensive area with just the remaining troops while Roddy and Fudin were away.

"Right now, one of their camps is under attack. Judging from the houses we brought back with us, the tribe surrounding the camp is at least 10,000 men. We have measured a few high-energy reactions in terms of Origin Energy responses."

"Level?"

"All three high-energy reactions are around Level 25. The highest one is Level 26." The adjutant smiled. "Interestingly, one of the high-energy reactions disappeared before the general arrived. Out of curiosity, I paid a little attention, and then these images appeared."

He handed over a tactical board with several pictures on it. The angle of the picture was taken from high up in the sky. From far to close, several pictures showed Alan's movements in killing a Nine-Toothed Warrior. Russen narrowed his eyes. "The Bescord brat came back in time. Hey, I remember he's still at level 19, right? He actually killed a Colonel level expert. Now even I'm a little jealous of Bescord."

'"Yes, this Mr. Allen not only killed one of his nine fangs, but also used the special environment of the Thousand Eye Spring to eat up nearly a thousand troops. However, it was also remembered that the chief of the tribe had personally brought an elite to attack the reinforcements of Bethcote. But because of this, the pressure on the camp was greatly reduced." The adjutant raised his head and said, "General, do you think we should interfere in this matter?"

"Does Catherine know about this?"

"Only this subordinate knows."

Russen paused and said, "From now on, you don't know anything."

The adjutant revealed a surprised expression and his expression changed. He quickly lowered his head and whispered, "I understand. Then, please consult the details of the other defensive areas."

From an angle that Russen could not see, the adjutant's face was filled with shock. He had thought that Russen would intervene and send at least a squad of unmanned aerial vehicles over. As his right and left hand, how could the adjutant not know Capullo's intention of recruiting Allen and instruct Catherine to approach this young man who was the center of attention? In such a situation, it would be normal for Russen to personally take action. After all, no matter how strong Alan was, the adjutant didn't think he could withstand the attack of the tribal chief.

The combat strength of a Level 26 major general was already comparable to that of a Federation major general. Although it was not at the level of a monster like Catherine, even an ordinary major general would not be able to contend against a Level 19 youth. The Federation's criteria for defining every five ranks as a rank was no joke. Since the development of the Origin Energy System, there were already too many facts. On the surface, every five ranks was a small water colony, while every ten ranks was a big one. As for those below Level 30 and those below Level 1, there was a difference between heaven and earth. Strength was tied to status. That was why the Federation's military ranks were evaluated using the five-level progressive system.

The difference between Level 26 and Level 24 wasn't just a difference in Origin Energy between the two levels.

In a situation that was clearly unfavorable to Alan, Russen actually asked him to forget about it. This short sentence contained too much meaning. There were so many adjutants that they were unwilling to speculate. He understood the reason why he could stay by Russen's side for so long.

It was because those who did not understand had long since disappeared from this world.

At this moment, far away on the other side of the Scarlet Flame Highland, Alan did not know what was happening in the fortress building. He focused all his attention on the battle before him and sent out orders through his headphones, commanding the hunting team of experts to surround Sabott. It could be said that none of them were Sabott's opponents, but collective warfare was another matter. Allen had ordered them to dispatch and correct them, allowing them to unleash the advantage of their group.

"Celine, attract his attack head-on."

"Nocchi, watch your step. Don't let him hit you."

"Lightning Strikes, Christine, and Fraser, try your best to distract him and help Celine share the pressure."

"Belmond, it's up to you when that guy shows his flaws."

"Hubble, hurry up, Celine won't be able to block it!"

Under Allen's command, Sabott was clearly sweeping through the strength of everyone here, but under the siege of everyone, he seemed to have fallen into a mire. Celine of the Black Knights was attracting his attention, while Regis and the others were assisting him. Celine used the shield in her hand to build an exceptionally tough line of defense, and when Sabott shifted his gaze, her black one-handed gun would launch a sharp attack.

According to what Alan said, Nocchi didn't know how to defend, so he decided to give up his frontal attack and swam around Sabot, leaving a wound on Sabot's body with a sharp knife. Belmond used the crowd and the night as cover, and when Sabott's attention was on everyone else, the man would quietly approach him. He abandoned all other methods and only gathered the mist and fire into a saber. The Origin Energy contracted between the edges of the saber when he drew out the saber, and only when he was extremely close did he attract Sabott's attention. Belmond left, regardless of whether he hurt Sabott or the severity of his injuries. He wasn't greedy at all, but every time he attacked, he would tear a bit of flesh off this strong man's body.

Sabott was in a hurry and would attack with all his might. At this time, Hubble would take Celine's place, fight Sabott's attack, and then cooperate with the others to force him back. Following that, he repeated his original tactics. Under such a siege, Sabott was furious but helpless.

He was like a lion crashing into a pack of wolves, a lion could easily tear apart any hungry wolf. However, it was like a pack of wolves circling around, but they would constantly tear off pieces of flesh and blood from the lion's body. Even if the wolf only left a slight wound on each attack, the wound would accumulate and the lion would be exhausted to death.

Sabott understood this, and Alan understood it better. He knew very well that no one could stand against an opponent like Sabott in a one-on-one battle. Only by gathering everyone's strength and using a war of attrition would he be able to kill this powerful opponent. The truth was the same. Under Allen's command, everyone cooperated more and more tacitly. Sabott repeatedly wanted to break out of the encirclement, but he was constantly being blocked by everyone.

After a few times, Sabott's aura had clearly dropped by a lot. He was already gasping for breath. That meant that he was tired. This was undoubtedly a signal, causing everyone's attacks to become more frequent. After catching another flaw for Norch and leaving a few centimeters deep wound on Sabott's back, the Catus roared. The Origin Energy flames rushed up, and the shockwave caused the formation of the crowd to become chaotic.

'"Damn human monkey, do you really think you can defeat the valiant Sabott? Let me tell you, the game is over!" Sabott's eyes widened and he let out a heaven-shaking roar, "Damn human monkey, do you really think you can defeat the valiant Sabott?"

The saw-toothed broadsword slashed at Celine without any skill, spitting out about half a meter of purple mist. However, this purple flame was very condensed, as if it was real. It broke through the air and let out a dull whistle. Alan's expression changed. With Sabott's ability, the purple flames he released could reach several meters or more, but now that he had restrained the purple flames within half a meter, it could be seen how heavy the power would be!

"Celine, quickly hide!" Shouted Alan.

But it was still a bit slower.

Seeing that she could not escape Sabott's attack range, Celine could only raise her shield and take it head-on. The saw-toothed broadsword descended with purple flames. The flames swept across Celine's shield first. Celine's entire body trembled as she watched in horror as threads of purple flames seeped down from the shield above her head. The purple flames that had passed through the cracks in the shield had already sprayed onto her face!