Enforcer Manual
Chapter 789 - 787: Those Who Achieve the Dao Receive Much Support_1

Chapter 789: Chapter 787: Those Who Achieve the Dao Receive Much Support_1

"The King" wanted to ask more, but the arrival of an uninvited guest interrupted them.

The Tide Master had appeared.

The shadow that blotted out the sun was massive; when the monsters beneath the sea surfaced, the people of Atlantis realized how minuscule their houses and coastlines were in comparison.

They clearly recognized that the master of these waters was angry.

RT4 also began to mobilize its army.

Mechanical airships appeared in the sky; within these three days, the mechanical legion had established defense barriers along the shoreline.

The people of Atlantis had never imagined that what would ultimately protect them from the Tide Master were groups of robots that seemed to possess their own consciousness.

The changes on land had long exceeded their imaginations.

Through Diago’s eyes, Song Lan watched the ominous approach of the Tide Master and could not help but sigh deeply in his heart.

As a peace-loving person, he had already given the other side enough time to flee. Bringing the entire kingdom to the surface of the sea was to spare its people from a submerged fate and to warn the Tide Master to flee like His believers if the situation turned dire.

If He had had the sense to remember an urgent matter back home or had been overcome by a unbearable stomachache, Song Lan would have turned a blind eye and let Him leave.

Song Lan didn’t know who had given the Tide Master the courage to dare to wage war against both mechanical and psychic enemies in this sea region. According to the chart organized by "The King," the Tide Master of Tier T2 and RT4 belonged to the same stratum.

Perhaps the Atlanteans’ millennia of reverence had led the Tide Master to truly believe He was invincible, and this time, His arrival indeed brought them sufficient despair.

Facing the sea monsters that stood towering like mountains, they had lost even the thought of resistance.

RT6 issued a new command to "The Emperor," "The upcoming war has nothing to do with you now. If you really can’t stay idle, you can lend a hand to RT4’s army. In terms of individual combat capability, you are much stronger than its soldiers."

In a war of this magnitude, "The Emperor" of the current tier simply wasn’t strong enough to influence the course of the battle.

Unless, he could maintain the state of "evolution" that Song Lan spoke of.

However, she was not worried about the outcome of this war. It was just that RT6 had never imagined that, after surviving the Dark Ages, they would one day fight side by side with the psychic camp.

Before she could finish her thought, she heard a noise from above.

Looking up, objects plummeted like meteors toward the open space in front of them, easily breaking through the lines of defense formed by the airship fleet and the sea monsters.

The "meteorites" raised dust and... a viscous ink-like substance.

RT6, having seen many things in her time, blurted out, "What are those?

Those were beings that even machines found uncomfortable; their structure was somewhat similar to that of gene-mutated monsters. When the cocoons burst open, insect-like creatures about the size of a human emerged from the broken holes.

"Don’t let them get near me!"

RT6’s tone suddenly went up eight octaves, so much that "The Emperor" was stunned for a moment.

This genius mechanic...

Could it be that, like most girls, she was afraid of insects?

But then, he noticed something unusual about these insects, "Gravity hardly affects their movement; have they undergone targeted mutations?"

During a mission in the Third Neutral Country, he had encountered mutant creatures that could evolve according to their environment, though that was limited to adaptations like fire-proofing, poison resistance, and cold endurance. "The Emperor" couldn’t immediately think of what kind of modification would enable these insects to move freely even though gravity had increased tenfold.

For psychics, the nullification of their abilities was the worst scenario.

He struck a battle stance, but these newly hatched insects merely glanced at him and the people on land, then turned and scurried towards the seaside. The "Emperor" even noticed that they were polite enough to avoid the pedestrians in front of them, seemingly fearful of accidentally harming the locals with their sharp-edged biological shells.

"They... are fighting among themselves?"

The "Emperor" couldn’t believe it because, from any perspective, these insects and the sea monster seemed like creatures from the same camp; when the insects crawled onto the body of the sea monster, he had thought it was some strange kind of fusion ceremony.

It wasn’t until the insects burrowed into the sea monster’s body and caused it to thrash in pain that the "Emperor" realized they were not friendly towards each other.

And then, right before their eyes, the insects completed their evolution.

The vast body of the sea monster became a nursery for them, the insects’ hatching sped up incredibly, their individual strength was nothing against the sea monster, but when gathered together, they seemed infinite and unending.

Before RT4 could issue an order, a dark cloud had enveloped the entire ocean.

It was only when they advanced that Atlantis saw the sight that made their scalps tingle.

Mutant creatures, resembling bats, swarmed together; as they swept over the sea, they poured down a shower of acid rain.

Leading this group of flying mutants was a beautiful silver griffon with white feathers, standing out starkly against the mass of bugs; but upon closer inspection, people were shocked to find that the "meteorites" continuously hatching insects were thrown down by the griffon.

"A large swarm of unknown airships appeared to the west."

RT6 caught the report that RT4 had received.

Gazing into the distance, she saw the guns and roses insignia on the airships, the symbol of the Barrosa Group.

The reinforcements didn’t stop there.

The ships of the "Rebel Army" cut a bloody path through the sea monsters, led by a face they recognized—before the "Emperor" had left Silvermoon Harbor, he had met this rebel leader named Kunka, and standing with him on the deck was a woman in a Church robe.

Any sea monster that stood before the fleet was sliced into several pieces by some invisible force.

"Archbishop Helifis, what is she doing here?"

The "Emperor" reported the woman’s identity in disbelief, even doubting whether he was hallucinating.

The Master of Tides had reigned over this sea area for a millennium, but today, those who opposed Him had gathered together.

The war launched against the sea demon with the full might of the nation, as narrated by Historian Omelo, seemed to be replaying before his eyes.

The people of Atlantis drew strength from this.

Some bent down and picked up the weapons that were scattered everywhere.

Today, they would reclaim the kingdom that was rightfully theirs from the hands of "God."

The "Emperor" saw Diago returning from the shore, looking somewhat weary.

"The prayer was successful."

Diago couldn’t wait to share the good news with his companions.

Just a moment ago, Father God had responded to him.

"Father God said, ’Those who are righteous shall gain assistance; those who are not shall gain little help,’ the Master of Tides is about to be defeated."

The news plunged everyone present into silence.

About a minute passed before a Paladin voiced the doubt that was in everyone’s mind, "Who is the one who will gain little help?"

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