Chapter 445 - 337: Magic Satellite (Part 3)
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The entire highland stronghold was like a steel giant beast that had been thoroughly awakened, tensing all its muscles, ready for battle.
Meanwhile, one piece of bad news after another arrived.
"Report! Fifth outpost confirmed lost contact!"
"Report! Fourth outpost confirmed lost contact!"
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The air in the stronghold seemed to solidify, and each message brought by the messenger intensified the oppressive silence.
The voice of the messenger even began to tremble slightly, uncontrollably.
Though no one had yet seen the specific form of the attacking enemy, the periodic news of the outer outposts falling brought an invisible psychological pressure.
It’s as if an unseen, incredibly terrifying giant beast was lurking in the inky night’s darkness, silently moving and gradually revealing its fierce claws and fangs, stepping closer toward the Quenching Highlands, ready to devour.
"General, should we deploy a rapid response unit to attempt an attack, or support any outer outposts that might still be resisting?"
"Or at least... investigate the enemy situation?"
The adjutant tried to keep his voice calm, looking toward the tall figure standing like a tower on the wall’s edge.
General Hamilton didn’t even turn, just shook his head slightly.
"No."
He simply uttered the word.
The enemy came fiercely, well-prepared.
The best strategy now is to concentrate all forces, firmly holding the core stronghold, never dispersing the precious troops, giving the opponents the chance to break through one by one.
At this moment, the isolated outer outposts must be abandoned.
"Report! Third outpost... confirmed lost contact!"
A new disaster quickly arrived.
Now, only the first and second outposts remain, which are adjacent to the main stronghold of the Quenching Highlands, almost extensions of the main city wall.
This means that the unknown enemy is nearly within reach.
After a breath-taking moment of silence.
A pure, majestic Holy Oath light suddenly flared in Hamilton’s eyes, his gaze becoming infinitely deep and sharp.
Holy Oath Spell—Super Vision Insight.
From top to bottom, the Paladin’s gaze, as tangible as a substance, pierced through the heavy night curtain like two searchlights, casting onto the dark wilderness outside the highland.
Instantly, his towering body shook violently, his pupils constricting sharply.
He saw countless armors glinting with metallic sheen! Countless menacing shaped alien weapons held high! Countless terrifying creatures exuding a bloodthirsty aura! Among them were even Alchemy Golems!
They weren’t scattered troops; instead, they were arranged in a formation full of oppressive force.
They merged into an endless tide! This tide rolled, crushed roadside groves, toppled huge rocks blocking the way, trampling hard soil into mud, aimed straight at the Quenching Highlands, directly at the fortress beneath his feet, sweeping towards.
However, what shocked him most was.
In the high sky shrouded by the heavy night, he glimpsed several enormous silhouettes, leisurely circling!
Those were the figures of Dragons, and not just one!
The light in Hamilton’s eyes gradually dimmed, returning to normal.
He took several deep breaths, trying to calm his heart, which had accelerated due to shock.
Then, unhesitatingly, he took out a protective talisman from the lining of his armor.
This is a high-level communication tool that can transmit information to the upper echelons, ignoring most interference directly.
"The Dragon Group and its affiliated legion are about to reach the Quenching Highlands stronghold, the attack scale is unprecedented, requesting support!"
Hamilton spoke quickly but clearly.
However, the communication talisman in his hand only flashed weakly once, then became inactive, failing to transmit the information as usual.
He was startled, attempting to activate the talisman again, even changing several emergency communication passwords, yet found all the communication methods seemed completely blocked and forbidden by an invisible force.
And not just his advanced talisman.
He switched to other communication tools, using those of others in attempts, then horrifiedly discovered that all communication tools in the stronghold were now invalid.
"What... what is going on?!"
Iron Wall General, typically renowned for his mountain-like steadiness and iron-like determination, for the first time showed signs of uncontrollable suspicion and even a hint of panic on his face.
Facing a large-scale monster attack, even if the enemy was Dragons, he could accept it and was ready to fight to the death.
But for all communication to be completely prohibited?
He couldn’t fathom how the other side achieved this.
While Iron Wall General Hamilton was in brief confusion due to the communication blackout.
In the distant Lothern Royal Court, inside a heavily guarded palace filled with precision magic instruments.
Crystal Princess Alina was quietly standing before the astrolabe.
Her gaze pierced through space barriers, in a god-like overlook, clearly capturing the Quenching Highlands caught in the storm’s center over the distant Sel Wilderness.
As the astrolabe silently operated.
In the celestial orbit, a magic satellite belonging to the Lotheren Kingdom flashed with faint magical light, isolating all communications between the Quenching Highlands and the outside world.
Compared to before, Alina’s face had acquired some wrinkles, but they did not mar her beauty.
Well-maintained and being an advanced professional herself, her face remained exquisite, with a faint smile on it.
She was not content to merely be a distant observer, watching the Dragon Group destroy targets belonging to enemy kingdom factions for her. Thus, she participated in this raid in her way, giving her support to the Dragon Group.