National Tower Defense Survival: Start Awakening Fusion System

81: The last sixty seconds, the dragon’s roarFrozen Countdown: 60 Seconds

On the screen, the blood-red numbers, like the death knell rung by the Grim Reaper, mercilessly flickered, judging the souls of every survivor.

Sixty seconds.

Only the last sixty seconds remained.

Once the countdown reached zero, the legendary cannon, which had accumulated endless ’War Frenzy’ while frozen, would unfreeze.

At that time, it would cleanse the entire battlefield, along with their last hiding place, with a firing rate that would make even gods tremble.

And now, on the battlefield, apart from Heaven’s Choice’s black fortress, which lay like an ancient beast, there was only... a nuclear-radiated wasteland emitting a deadly green glow.

And more than forty bare Lords, with only their Main City and Hero Altar remaining.

”We... we have no troops left...”

”Our Heroes are gone too; the Altar’s resurrection countdown is measured in hours...”

”What... what do we fight with?”

The channel was filled with an overwhelming, sickening despair.

That nuclear bomb, which fell from the sky, not only destroyed all their living forces but also, like a merciless hand, shattered the last shred of luck and dignity in their hearts.

This was not war at all.

This was a cold, cruel, dimensionality reduction strike from a higher dimension.

Everything they were proud of was just a joke in front of the opponent.

Zhinang’s avatar glowed in grayscale. He looked at the radiation zone, his face full of bitterness and unwillingness, his voice hoarse as if abraded by sandpaper.

Zhinang: ”We calculated everything, but we didn’t account for him having something like this... We ourselves led ourselves to a dead end.”

His voice carried a deep, self-mocking tone, finding his own cleverness laughable.

Zhinang: ”We were too hasty; we were pushed too hard, forced to concentrate all our power together...”

Yes.

If they hadn’t been forced to concentrate all their forces at the same time and place, forming that seemingly invincible Sky-Air Legion, due to the limited freezing time...

Heaven’s Choice’s Mythic Spell: Nuclear Fallout, no matter how powerful or widespread, would never have been able to wipe them all out in one wave.

They would have been severely wounded, but they would not have been left without any ability to fight back, as they were now.

Ultimately, they themselves, in pursuit of the so-called ”one-wave strategy,” had put all their eggs in one basket.

Then, Heaven’s Choice walked over and kicked the basket over.

Regret, unwillingness, despair... all kinds of emotions intertwined, turning into a suffocating silence.

They had become fish on a chopping block, only able to watch the final countdown, awaiting the arrival of the ultimate judgment.

However, just when everyone had given up resistance and was preparing to face death...

The golden dragon head avatar, which had been silent since the nuclear explosion, once again erupted with an undeniable radiance.

This time, he didn’t send any text.

Instead, there was a dragon’s roar that echoed throughout the entire battle zone, as if it would tear apart the blood-red sky...

Roar----!!!!

This roar was full of endless anger, defiance, and a hysterical madness born from being pushed to the brink!

Under the stunned gaze of all the survivors...

Dragon Aotian’s fortress, that magnificent, temple-like structure, its city gates slowly opened.

The first thing that came into view was a giant ten meters tall, composed entirely of pure lightning elements, wielding a Storm Battle-Axe.

That was not the Thunder War God.

That was an even older, more powerful existence than the Thunder War God—the Storm Titan!

Dragon Aotian’s Hero!

Immediately following the Storm Titan, a dazzling, almost blinding golden light, like a breached golden torrent, surged forth.

That was an army.

An army entirely forged from sacred gold, each scale shimmering with immortal radiance, with wings spread wide enough to blot out the sky... a Dragon Legion!

The Golden Sacred Dragon!

Dragon Aotian’s true SSS-grade troop type, for which he was famous!

A full thirty of them!

”Long... Dragon Aotian, boss... he... he actually kept his main force hidden all this time?!”

Someone in the channel let out an incredulous cry.

Everyone was stunned.

A cold chill instantly shot from their tailbones to the tops of their heads! They finally realized that from beginning to end, whether it was the ground cannon fodder or the later Sky-Air Legion, Dragon Aotian had not sent out a single soldier of his own!

He had been waiting!

He was using the lives and fortunes of all of them to exhaust Heaven’s Choice’s trump cards! To probe the depths of that black fortress!

What a cold, selfish, yet incredibly brilliant overlord he was!

Unfortunately, he calculated everything, but he didn’t account for Heaven’s Choice’s trump card being an unreasonable nuclear bomb.

Now, his calculations had gone awry, all his ”chess pieces” had been cleared, leaving only himself, alone, facing that unfathomable black fortress.

Dragon Aotian: ”Everyone!!!”

His voice boomed in the channel, carrying an undeniable command.

Dragon Aotian: ”Do you think this is over?!”

Dragon Aotian: ”Watch! Watch me use these last sixty seconds, bought by your sacrifices, to flatten Heaven’s Choice!”

Dragon Aotian: ”All support spells! Reinforce me! This is your last chance for atonement!”

Before his words finished.

His shimmering Golden Sacred Dragon Legion, led by his Hero, the Storm Titan, transformed into a golden torrent of death, charging towards Lin Feng’s fortress with a resolute, unyielding stance, launching their final, and most insane, full-scale assault!

They did not try to bypass the deadly nuclear radiation zone.

Because time no longer allowed it.

Frozen Countdown: 50 Seconds

The golden torrent, without hesitation, plunged headfirst into that deadly green mist!

-500!

-500!

-500!

A series of red numbers, representing true damage, frantically appeared above the heads of every Golden Sacred Dragon and Storm Titan.

However, they did not pause for a moment, enduring the terrifying radiation damage, they forcefully traversed this death zone at the fastest speed!

The moment they burst out of the radiation zone, the health of every dragon had already decreased by nearly one-fifth!

But their momentum was even more ferocious than before, even more fearless of death!

...

At the same time, deep within the fortress.

Lin Feng calmly watched the golden torrent that suddenly appeared on the God’s Eye view screen.

For the first time, a subtle ripple appeared on his face.

It wasn’t surprise, nor was it solemnity.

Rather, it was a... playful look, as if he had finished a boring appetizer and finally awaited the main course.

”Oh?”

”So he had this trick up his sleeve.”

A cold arc slowly formed at the corner of Lin Feng’s mouth.

”Good.”

”Let’s make this party a little more lively.”

...

Frozen Countdown: 40 Seconds

Dragon Aotian’s roar echoed through the sky.

”Heaven’s Choice!!!”

”Your death is nigh!!!”

The golden dragon swarm had already crossed the scorched earth, reached the city walls, and was crashing into the second layer of walls guarded by the Tesla Electric Net!

However, just as the leading Golden Sacred Dragon was about to unleash its destructive dragon’s breath...

Above the city wall, the black tower body of the Molten Core: Multi-Hell Tower, which had just instantly killed all the P.E.K.K.A. Supermen, slowly rotated.

Zzz...

Five orange-red, slender beams of light silently and simultaneously locked onto the five Golden Sacred Dragons at the very front.