The Wicked Saintess Who Transmigrated into the Book Will Never Reveal Her Secret Identity

Chapter 58 : Battlefield Meat Grinder

Battlefield Meat Grinder================================

"Roar!"

In the next second, just as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, it was actually the corrupted monsters that moved first.

It was as if they sensed something—the bizarrely shaped corrupted monsters all lunged toward Jiang Cheng and the others.

"Boom, boom," the next moment, accompanied by the deafening roar of engines, the mechas sprang into action.

The mechas' eyes began to flicker with red lights, and numerous gun ports were revealed from their bodies as they charged headlong toward the corrupted monsters.

The first to bear the brunt were a large group of mutated corrupted monsters, covered in all sorts of things. They served as the tanks among the corrupted monsters, taking on the role of absorbing enemy attacks.

Bone armor, metal plating, keratin layers, and even some corrupted monsters with flowing sludge on the surface to disperse force, all rushed forward.

However, these knight order veterans, who had fought corrupted monsters for decades, clearly would not be intimidated by such a sight.

Over so many years, they had killed far too many such creatures.

So, even though they opened the gun ports, they did not fire.

After all, without entering overload mode, the bullets and flames from these gun ports were not that lethal.

Equipped on the knight order's mechas as weapons, they were really only for clearing out the small fry and fragile enemies in the back row.

Thus, as the red lights flashed in their eyes, the right arms suddenly deployed massive chainsaw swords into their hands.

As the triggers were pulled, the deafening roar of motors echoed throughout the Spirit Realm.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown—it was so noisy.

The simultaneous use of chainsaw swords by dozens of knight order members was even louder than the cacophony made by tens of thousands of corrupted monsters on the opposite side.

Yet, these weapons were truly effective. Accompanied by the rumbles of the motors, the whirring chains tore savagely through the frontline corrupted monsters.

"Ka-cha, splurt."

No matter whether the defense was made up of bone, keratin, or metal, before the chainsaw sword—the most savage melee weapon crafted by mankind—they were all sliced apart like paper.

As the chains spun, the protections covering the corrupted monsters were instantly torn open with gaping wounds.

Just like opening a can, once the outer shell was off, only the flesh beneath remained.

In the next instant, taking advantage of the force from the knight order's slashing swing, the chainsaw sword fell upon the flesh of the corrupted monster.

With blood, flesh, and sludge flying everywhere, these corrupted monsters, foolishly overestimating themselves, exploded into pieces—chunks scattered all over, impossible to piece back together.

Just one oblique slash was enough for the knight order to shatter the defenses and assault of a massive swath of frontline corrupted monsters.

No wonder it was once called the crystallization of wisdom by the Mechanist Association—the machines created specifically to slaughter corrupted monsters.

Even the scientists who invented them were secretly executed under the main host's order because the machines were too effective.

Nonetheless, the corrupted monsters clearly lacked the intellect to comprehend fear or caution.

From the rear, more and more corrupted monsters kept charging forward relentlessly.

"Vrrr, vrrr," the motors kept roaring, accompanied by the cracking and shredding sounds of defenses being torn apart, forming a grating heavy metal symphony.

As time passed, neither the mechas nor the corrupted monsters showed any signs of fatigue, but it was obvious that the corrupted monsters' formation was now completely thrown into chaos.

Their instincts and brains simply were not advanced enough to support regrouping, so the battlefield once again became a muddled mess.

At this point, it was no longer just defensive mutated corrupted monsters in the front row. Other types of mutations began appearing in endless waves.

However, faced with the mechas' thick iron armor, whether the corrupted monsters tried to use stealth assassinations or various surprise attacks, none could make any real impact.

They could not even break through the defenses. That heavy iron plating was like a lamentable but solid barrier separating them.

"Splurt."

Another corrupted monster triggered its mutation, pouncing from afar and landing viciously in front of the lead mecha.

"Bang!"

The lead mecha's left arm snapped and an explosive gun landed in his hand, firing directly at the corrupted monster leaping toward him.

"Splurt."

With the explosive gun's tremendous kinetic force, the projectile blasted the corrupted monster apart into several pieces right then and there.

The next moment, through the mechas' network, the lead mecha's voice was transmitted.

"The number of defense-mutated corrupted monsters is dropping. Power down the chainsaw swords to conserve energy. Everyone, switch to explosive guns."

There was no need to elaborate or respond. The mechas, as if acting as one, simultaneously pulled triggers to power down their chainsaw swords and retracted them.

At the same time, explosive guns fell into each mecha's hands as they raised them and fired at the approaching corrupted monsters.

"Bang, Bang," it was like some kind of therapeutic monster-shooting minigame back on Earth.

As the knight order's mechas pulled their triggers, the muzzles of the explosive guns kept flashing with fire, while corrupted monsters were picked off one by one—blowing apart into fragments and splattering into black sludge and blood mist across the ground.

The attack of the corrupted monsters slowed once again. One after another, they could not even get close to the knight order before being blasted to bits by the explosive guns.

Time ticked by. Having waited for so long, Jiang Cheng was now watching Lyle in boredom, spacing out, lost in thought.

"Jiang Cheng,"

Renata looked toward Jiang Cheng and cautiously asked, "If you're in a hurry, do you want us to help out?"

"Help?"

Jiang Cheng yawned, tilting her head as she gave a puzzled look. "Of course not."

"I'm not in a hurry—just a bit too bored, that's all. This iron can versus slime act is really too dull."

"As for you all?"

Jiang Cheng said, glancing at Renata, "Not a single one of you should think about going. If you die, that'll just be a huge hassle."

"Every one of your lives has now become an irreplaceable asset. Before I have use for you, none of you better die."

Having said that, Jiang Cheng gave another bored yawn and went back to staring at Lyle, occasionally poking him playfully, tapping his cheek or the tip of his nose.

"Most of the corrupted monsters with notable defensive abilities have been cleared out," came the voice of the lead mecha once more.

"Stow explosive guns, get ready to fire. Prepare to cover the enemy's rear lines with full firepower."

After speaking, the engine roars from the mechas grew louder and more distinct.

In the next instant, the countless gun barrels and turrets extending from the mecha exteriors, already glowing hot, fired at the corrupted monsters.

"Boom, boom, boom," under the hail of fire, those defenseless corrupted monsters in the back were like fatty cuts tossed into a meat grinder, shredded to pulp by the bullets.

"Boom, boom, boom," countless shells and beams blasted forth again, and swathes of corrupted monsters were blown to pieces or charred to ashes.

However, as the smoke and dust settled, in the distant city blocks, endless corrupted monsters—like a torrent—continued surging in this direction.