Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Wandong City was just one representative of the bloodshed among many major cities.

Attritional warfare was lethally dangerous, particularly when the goblin empire found it nearly impossible to advance the front, and the Alliance had many ways of endangering the rear. The dispersed military forces would gradually be devoured until they could no longer resist.

Objectively speaking, Kael and his group still retained the potential to overcome the enemy.

If everything went as Kael had predicted ... then, at the very least, this first instance of refreshing the instance would allow them to gauge the approximate combat power of the forces of various nations in the Alliance.

No, perhaps a miscalculation wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

This situation was a dilemma of difficult choices, however it was viewed.

Surely, like him, those who had been displaced in war held such thoughts, fighting through the impenetrable fog of war that always sapped people’s will.

"Truly pitiful!" Kael could only sigh with emotion.

Hm? Why has the vehicle stopped?

The sound of braking and the horn, the car door was directly pulled open, and Jonathan entered, saying gravely,

"Captain Kael, there’s a situation."

Closing his eyes and meditating, Kael opened his eyes sharply, leapt out of the vehicle, and everyone else donned their weapons and followed closely behind him.

He walked to the lead observer, took his binoculars, and peered through them. Within the curtain of rain, a large swarm of figures was moving and converging in their direction.

He put down the binoculars: "Prepare to fire."

The goblin gunners raised their guns, but they were a bit perplexed.

Were these not the supplicants who feared no bullets?

Through the rain came a prolonged sequence of screams, and through the scope, they were stunned to see a band of ragged goblins stumbling toward their position.

Kael said flatly, "Eliminate all goblins that come into view."

There was silence below, and after a moment, someone finally pulled the trigger and led the attack.

Most had found their resolution and gradually settled down.

But there was a young goblin in the squad who couldn’t bring himself to raise his gun and even asked in a deep voice, "Captain, they are still alive!"

Kael, staring at the crowd approaching through the rain, said calmly, "Fire."

"But if we do..."

Kael coldly said, "Soldier, look clearly, they are nurseries."

He took the Scarlet Dream Blade strapped to his back, pointing at the panic-stricken refugees. The young goblin instinctively followed the direction Kael pointed, his sharpshooter’s vision allowing him to see the expressions in his brethren’s eyes.

Their eyes carried a fervor and determination, as resolute as Kael and his own comrades.

"Their minds have been shattered by the ’Poison of Faith,’ and they are now the most ardent believers of the gods ... those are merely props to shake your resolve."

But the soldier still struggled, saying, "But, but I..."

Before he could finish, a sudden intense pain surged in his belly. He lost his balance and kneeled, vomiting, while Jonathan looked at him coldly— Your next read awaits at NovelBin.Côm

Seeing the soldier’s struggle, Jonathan pulled the submachine gun hanging on his body, threw it in front of him: "You should have always been guarding the city and not much involved in frontline combat.

But now, remember your duty, soldier. I shall ignore the foolish words you just said, and I’ll repeat the captain’s order—"

Jonathan, standing with his back to the soldier, the hand holding the long gun creaking, said coldly something unimaginably cruel:

"Pick up your gun and at least use it to kill, it can blur part of your guilt."

The young goblin gunner stared blankly at the submachine gun falling into the water, his pupils slightly dilating, stumbled to pick up the gun, and looked at the refugees whose figures were now clearly visible. The cold rain fell, tracing down his cheeks.

A beast-like howl issued from his mouth as he pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

Blood splattered everywhere!

That gunshot sound was like a stimulus, and the goblins standing by Kael’s sides unleashed even denser coverage of fire, the cold rain unable to extinguish the flash at the muzzle, and the attacking goblins fell like wheat, and with their fall, one by one, necromancers burst from their bodies.

Kael watched it all with a cold gaze, the Scarlet Dream Blade flipped over, striking directly in front of him, slaying any goblin and necromancers that appeared in his sight, while the surrounding necromancers were shredded by the advancing Rangers with their Slime Swords.

"Bring the communicator here." Kael said.

Luxius jogged up to his side, handing over the communicator to Kael. Kael opened the communication channel: "Brigades 7, 11, 44, upon receiving this message, at all costs, prevent the supplicants from regrouping, hold for fifteen minutes, we’ve hit the jackpot."

"Received." *3

The replies came one after another through the communicator, the next moment, the sound of a bugle came through the communicator.

Cold light flashed in Kael’s eyes as he looked toward the depths of the forest.

The next moment, the magic power infused into the Scarlet Dream Blade erupted with Divine Particles, shattering the restrictions of the Anti-Casting Field Device, turning into a stream of light that cleared the surrounding misty haze.

Jonathan was startled for a moment, his skin tingling, and without overthinking, he shouted aloud, "All Rangers, be alert!"

Kael, gripping the ’Scarlet Dream Blade’ tightly, stood in front of everyone. His eyes revealed a dance-like frenzy, and that chilling voice echoed in everyone’s ears: