Mechanical Alchemist-Chapter 646 - 645: Surprise Attack on the Enemy’s Headquarters

Eternal Night, inside the Captain's quarters.

Mr. Jing listened to the outrageous plan and, astonished, said, "You're saying you plan to teleport in there alone?"

Su Lun nodded and explained, "Yes! This 'Cease Giant Bird Magic Circle' can't possibly be breached from the outside, so we must find a way from the inside. The weak point of the Cross Bird Battle Array is the main flagship at its core and the dozen or so airships in its belly. If we can destroy the command center, the entire invincible defense formation of the magic airship fleet will instantly crumble. At that point, if the Empire's legions launch a full-scale attack, they are certain to have a chance to break through. However, there are normally nearly a hundred thousand Mages around the command center, including that 'Archmage of Evil' Constantine Reiloz. At that time, I'll need you seniors to hold off those top-tier fighters for me."

After listening, Mr. Jing furrowed her brows and muttered, "This plan is very risky..."

She had been observing the million-strong magic legion these days, and from every angle, she could not find any flaws in the battle array formed by those thousand magic airships.

She did indeed consider the possibility of breaking through from the inside.

But she immediately dismissed it.

The enemy must have considered the situation of their command center being raided. Thus, they would certainly have all kinds of magic restrictions and defenses in place, ready to counter anyone who broke in. And with demigod-level powerhouses in guard, even ninth-level practitioners would likely die instantly. Even Mr. Jing herself did not have the slightest hope of surviving.

And yet Su Lun's plan was exactly this?

To say the command center is a weakness, but in reality, it is still a brute force approach.

Mr. Jing's crystal-clear eyes flashed with solemnity, and before she had the chance to say anything, she suddenly heard Qian Tiao excitedly ask, "When do we go?"

The gambler of a lady, who had originally been idly soaking in the bathtub, stood up from the water with a splash, paying no heed to the trembling scenery in front of her chest.

With the prospect of a fight, the languid look on her face vanished, replaced by eager anticipation. It was as though she was ready to draw her sword and charge at a moment's notice if only the word was given.

Pandora also leaned on the edge of the bath, looking at Su Lun with an expression full of interest.

Mr. Jing pondered for a moment and asked, "How confident are you?"

She had naturally noticed the changes in Su Lun and guessed that his success in fusing with the eight-tier enhancement gear must have significantly boosted his strength.

But no matter how one looked at it, the plan was simply too insane.

The very meaning of a battle array is to consolidate strength; a million-strong legion is not so easily defeated. Normally speaking, even if they were all ninth-tier practitioners, a head-on charge would lead to their annihilation within minutes.

Su Lun, meeting the gaze of all three, solemnly replied, "I have a method that can instantly control almost all Mages below the seventh tier within range. As long as you seniors can hold off Constantine and a few ninth-tiers, leave the rest to me. Once we take control of the core operating personnel, our opportunity will arise..."

The larger the magic prohibition, the more personnel required to operate it, and 99% of those controlling the airships are Mages below the seventh tier. If they can be controlled, any battle formation will cease to function.

At that time, without the assistance of various magical restrictions, the threat posed by those top-tier Mages will decrease sharply.

This is also feasible?

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Upon hearing this, Mr. Jing and the others' eyes all lit up at once.

Indeed, the plan was fraught with risks; after all, launching a surprise attack on the enemy's main base could mean certain death with the slightest mistake.

But if successful, they really might be able to directly break through the invincible battle formation of the million-strong legion with minimal casualties. At that point, this could become the breakthrough that reverses the tide of the war.

And now, Su Lun had thorough knowledge of the million-strong legion of the Divine Plane; if he dared to speak out, the chances of the plan's success were naturally not small.

The three of them listened on with great interest.

...

Visibility at sea was not high today due to the storm and thunder. In particular, thirty nautical miles southeast of the Eternal Night, the area was covered by a thundercloud storm, rendering it completely obscured.

Occasionally, when the mists parted slightly, the shadows of magic airships could be seen.

To guard against shelling, those folks from the Divine Plane kept releasing various large-scale interference magics like 'War Fog' and 'Mirage,' disrupting the aim of the cannons. Plus, with the continuous bombardment over the past few days, the nearby maritime elements are a mess, and every day brings unpredictable extreme weather.

An hour later, Su Lun, Mr. Jing, Qian Tiao, and Pandora were ready with everything they needed.

"Alright, once we're prepared, let's set out."

"Mm."

The group exchanged looks and nodded, a stern sharpness in their eyes.

Su Lun raised his hand and a black hole appeared in his palm, into which Mr. Jing and the other two promptly jumped.

He then wrapped himself in the "Oz Ice-man's Mortcloth," and his presence vanished without a trace. Although he knew that no matter what preparations he made, detection was inevitable, an additional layer of protection was always better. Even if it could delay the enemy's response by just one second, it would significantly increase their chances of success.

With a pinch of the Suren Sorcerer's Seal, Su Lun had disappeared from the captain's room.

...

Tens of miles away within the thunderclouds...

A thousand magic flying ships from the Divine Plane formed a cross-shaped formation, advancing westward at a steady pace.

In the midst of the fleet was a kilometer-long gold flagship. From the outside, it appeared that this flagship and the dozen or so auxiliary warships surrounding it formed a diamond-shaped battle array—the core of the Cease Giant Bird Magic Circle. Upon closer inspection, this diamond magic circle was like a heart, constantly pulsing with surging magic power, flowing into and out of the cross-shaped battle array's wings, then cycling back and forth.

This was the superiority of this epic magic battle formation.

With the elements of wind, water, fire, and earth magic circles supporting the four wings of the cross, converging at the core, they formed an energy circulation system within. This allowed for the maximum defensive effect with minimal consumption.

It was also the primary reason this fleet of flying ships could sail under constant cannon fire.

The magical flying ship fleet sailed steadily, the sound of cannons firing incessantly by their sides.

The joined fleet's firing frequency had lost the intensity of the first two days, but even so, alchemical cannonballs were continuously bombarding the legion's battle array of a million-strong army every moment.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"..."

Some of the cannonballs fell short, while others struck the magic flying ship fleet.

However, the alchemical cannonballs did not explode upon hitting the flying ships, but instead were blocked by a honeycomb-shaped golden magic shield hundreds of meters away, rippling with a visibly thick layer of magic before dissipating.

The legion's magic shields absorbed the shockwaves from the bombardment, instantly diffusing even those comparable to ninth-tier professional attacks. Once the energy shockwaves dispersed, the light from the magic shields also faded, with the flying ships remaining unharmed.

This "Cross Giant Bird" made up of magic flying ships traversed through the thunderclouds, akin to a monstrous beast emerging from the abyss, swimming through the storm, breathing lightning, unstoppable by any.

At this very moment, atop the gold flagship, the "Archmage of Evil" Constantine Reiloz was meditating.

But suddenly, a sense of crisis surged through him, and he opened his eyes abruptly.

"Hmm... strange..."

Constantine's brows furrowed as he looked at the magic crystal ball in front of him with a puzzled expression.

The crystal ball not only displayed various scenes from the magic flying ships but even monitored the warships tens of miles away that were firing their guns.

Everything seemed normal.

Yet, this seasoned mage felt an unfounded palpitation as he observed the calm before him.

A Magic God is the ultimate in human cultivation, second only to the divine. This realm has glimpsed into the mysteries of the universe, possessing abilities that only deities have. For example, sensing targeted malicious intentions is within their capabilities.

That sudden sense of crisis was very abrupt.

It was as if someone harbored ill will and immediately acted upon it, decisively!

Constantine was aware that this was definitely not an illusion.

Years of battle-hardened intuition immediately made him bellow, "Everyone, strengthen your guard!"

No sooner had he spoken than tens of thousands of Mages on the flagship and those on several nearby warships sprang into action. All kinds of defensive magic barriers were maximized, and emergency combat personnel were in place in an instant, entering a pre-battle state.

Constantine Reiloz pondered for a moment and was not careless in the slightest.

He was uncertain of the source of his sudden heart palpitations. After a moment's thought, he chanted a mysterious incantation towards the magic crystal ball, "Great divine beings, please grant me the power to clear the fog of fate, and divinate to inform your devoted followers from where danger approaches..."

Most Mages were adept at divination, and he, a Demigod, was even more proficient in various divination magics.

Yet he knew not to underestimate the top professionals of this alchemic plane, so he immediately invoked Divine Power, hoping for some guidance.

What he didn't know was that Su Lun had anticipated this and had already let Peistoria attach to him.

Not to mention that Constantine was a Demigod, with Peistoria being a special existence that had condensed divine fire, even the gods themselves might not be able to divine any directional clues.

Besides, by the time the divination was happening, they had already arrived!

.....

On the Golden flagship, the "Archmage of Evil," Constantine, furrowed his brows as he stared at a patch of fog on the crystal ball before him.

The less he was able to divine, the stronger the sense of crisis became in his heart.

If borrowing Divine Power could not grant even a glimpse into fate's trajectory, then the problem was serious indeed.

However, just as he was watching intently, the crystal ball suddenly flashed with a scene.

Constantine looked at it in confusion for a moment, thinking, Isn't this the scene of the command center on the flagship before him?

Could something bad happen here?

His thoughts turned in an instant, and he suddenly realized—the enemy had arrived!

It never occurred to him that the enemy would dare to launch a surprise attack on his headquarters!

But before he had time to think further, the next moment, a faint spatial fluctuation flashed about a hundred meters away.

The lower-level Mages were oblivious, but those top-level Mages at rank eight and above clearly saw a space rift. Yet it was so subtle, and no one saw anyone enter, many thought it was an illusion.

However, the command center's magical prohibitions reacted in an instant.

Suddenly, the nine crystal pillars surrounding the chamber flickered with blue lightning, rapidly weaving into a net of lightning that covered the entire space.

The lightning, as if sentient, avoided the Mages and uniformly struck at a particular spot in the void.

What was previously empty was now illuminated by a human figure with the veil of lightning.

This was a top-level magical prohibition specifically designed to defend against various stealth targets—the "Eye of Regulus."

Consisting of nine cores made from ninth-rank thunder magical beast crystal cores, it possessed innate sentience. The constantly activated lightning domain would automatically identify and attack unidentified targets with a power that exceeded rank nine.

With a "crack" of thunder, the transparent silhouette was struck and revealed its true form amidst the thunder elements. It was then that everyone saw clearly that it was a person wrapped like a mummy in bandages.

If not the stealthily teleported Su Lun, then who could it be?

Su Lun was not surprised to be discovered by the prohibitions upon entry, as he knew the flagship like the back of his hand.

But enduring a lightning strike from above rank nine was not easy.

Enduring a barrage of lightning strikes caused a numbing sensation throughout his body. Even with his Rune Golden Body's extremely high magic resistance nullifying the fatal damage of the lightning, the terrifying thunder elements poured into his body from the prohibition, running hot like magma through his veins in an instant, overwhelming him with a searing sensation as if he were to be burned to ashes.

If it had been anyone other than Su Lun, perhaps any other eighth or ninth rank professional, they would have likely been annihilated on the spot.

And it wasn't only thunder strikes. The moment he entered, all kinds of magical lights lit up. Mind control, anti-magic, spatial confinement, life force extraction, element theft, senses disruption, time distortion... about a dozen prohibitions assaulted him all at once.

The Celestial Domain is a magic plane; they had researched magic to its utmost limits.

These prohibitions had considered nearly every scenario; unless the intruder was without any weaknesses, they were bound to fall victim.

If they couldn't withstand even one, the outcome would be either capture or death on the spot.

However, Su Lun the Puppeteer was precisely that kind of professional—almost devoid of any obvious weaknesses!

He had strong life force, his Rune Golden Body gave him strong defense against both physical and magical attacks, his spiritual power was robust, unconstrained by space, with a top-level understanding of all magic laws... no weaknesses!

It was precisely because he withstood that first wave of restrictive attacks that he saw his chance.

In the instant he teleported into the command center, a rift in space opened in the palm of his left hand, and three figures swiftly burst out; his right hand quickly moved, and innumerable threads had already spread out.

...

Constantine Reiloz, the "Archmage of Evil," watching the enemy suddenly appear in the command center, also felt a bad premonition.

Although he couldn't understand why the natives of the alchemic plane dared to storm the command center, in that instant, a domineering Sword Qi was already slashing down towards him.

Meanwhile, nine streaks of light flashed by, quickly entangling several ninth-tier Sages of Law.

And that crimson moonlight spread, the Moon Reading Illusion Technique instantly reflected in the eyes of all the mages present.

"Not good!"

Constantine's eyes chilled as he recognized that these were several of the top combat forces from the alchemic plane.

These were opponents he would be wary of.

Now, Constantine no longer had the time to ponder other things—his magic power surged throughout his body, and he raised a magical light shield in front of him just in time to block the Thunderous Sword Qi.

In his view, the one with the mirror ability was the highest in cultivation and was also very troublesome, but the most fatal was the swordsman capable of slashing through the realms of law.

He had to oppose with all his strength.

"Eh?"

But in the brief exchange, Constantine immediately deduced that the swordsman's actions were not to risk their life but to keep him tied down.

This was also puzzling to him.

He believed that these people storming the command center must have the goal of a decapitation strike.

After all, without killing him, a demigod, such a surprise attack would be completely meaningless.

Once he got the chance, he could easily kill these intruders by mobilizing the legion's prohibitions.

But this swordsman did not seem to have the determination to fight to the death?

Moreover, the significance of a legion lies in them being a team; even if he was tied down, there were countless points of attack to kill the enemy.

What were these guys really trying to do?

As the thought flashed through his mind, Constantine had already blocked several waves of Sword Qi.

At the same time, several ninth-tier mages were also tied up by the mirror images.

But until this moment, Constantine and the other top brass had no significant worries.

The main ship was manned by the Ascieden Empire's elite mages. Even without command, the flawless emergency response plans ensured everyone could counterattack at a moment's notice.

If they did not have the capability to kill all the commanders in the command center instantly, breaking in was pointless.

However, something unanticipated then occurred that the mages of the divine plane had not expected.

They had overlooked someone who had entered and silently begun casting spells.