Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

Chapter 209: The Full Might of the Voidlords

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The morning air was thick with tension as the defenders of the city prepared for the next wave.

The outer walls lay in ruin, the ground scarred by battle, but the inner city stood defiant. The defenders were battered, their strength pushed to its limit, yet determination burned in their eyes.

They had faced Voidlord constructs and Rift creatures before, but the faint tremors reverberating through the ground hinted at something far worse.

Dabi stood on the battlements, scanning the battlefield. Beside him, Loira leaned heavily on her staff, her face pale from exhaustion.

Aldric and Calvin moved among the soldiers, issuing orders and rallying spirits, while Raghnall and the Saints stood at the ready.

"Here they come," Dabi said, his voice low but steady.

From the Voidlord encampment, a deafening roar echoed across the plains. Massive war machines emerged from the shadows, accompanied by an unending tide of Rift creatures the vanguard and harvengier’s.

These constructs dwarfed the ones from the previous battle, their designs more monstrous and grotesque.

Leading the charge was a towering machine shaped like a dragon, its wings crafted from blackened steel and its body bristling with magic cannons.

Behind it rolled a massive siege engine, its spiked wheels grinding the earth as it carried a glowing core that pulsed with magical energy. Smaller constructs swarmed around these behemoths, their movements precise and coordinated.

Loira’s breath caught in her throat. "They’re throwing everything at us."

The first salvo came without warning. The dragon shaped construct unleashed a torrent of black fire, the flames licking at the walls and forcing defenders to scatter.

The siege engine followed, firing massive bolts of dark energy that shattered stone and sent debris raining down on the city.

"Shields up!" Aldric roared, his voice cutting through the chaos.

The mages on the walls raised their hands in unison, their combined efforts forming a shimmering barrier that absorbed the brunt of the attack.

But the strain was evident sweat poured down their faces, and several collapsed from the effort.

"Keep the barrier steady!" Calvin shouted, firing arrows into the advancing Rift creatures. His aim was true, but for every creature he felled, two more took its place.

Dabi leapt into action, his sword flashing as he cut down a group of Rift creatures that had scaled the walls. "We can’t hold this line forever!" he yelled.

"We don’t need forever," Loira replied, her voice filled with determination. "Just long enough to find their weak points."

The dragon shaped construct hovered above the battlefield, its cannons firing relentlessly. Raghnall and the others Saints charged toward it, their weapons glowing with energy.

"Take out its wings!" Raghnall commanded.

One of the Saints, a marksman named Orin, loosed an enchanted arrow that struck the construct’s wing joint. Sparks flew as the arrow found its mark, and the dragon machine wobbled in the air.

Dabi joined the fray, leaping from a nearby rooftop to land on the construct’s back.

Using his agility and strength, he drove his blades into the seams of the machine’s armor, prying it open to reveal the glowing core inside.

"Loira, now!" he shouted.

Loira raised her staff, channeling a beam of energy that struck the exposed core. The dragon machine screeched, its movements becoming erratic before it crashed to the ground in a fiery explosion.

Cheers erupted from the defenders, but their victory was short lived. The siege engine rolled forward, its cannons charging for another devastating attack.

"Focus on that thing!" Aldric ordered, pointing his sword at the massive construct.

Calvin and the archers rained arrows on the siege engine, while Loira and others combined their magic to target its wheels. The construct slowed but did not stop, its glowing core pulsing ominously.

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"It’s powering up!" Loira warned. "If that thing fires again, it’ll level the walls!"

As the defenders struggled to stop the siege engine, the Voidlords unveiled another weapon a swarm of smaller constructs designed for infiltration.

"They looked like spiders." They have pointy sharp legs. Small magical energy blast weapons inside the mouth.

These spider like machines scuttled up the walls and through the streets, their razor sharp legs cutting down anyone in their path.

"Defenders, fall back to the inner keep!" Aldric shouted, his voice commanding despite the chaos.

Dabi ignored the order, his focus solely on the siege engine. He sprinted across the battlefield, dodging Rift creatures and leaping over debris. Calvin, seeing his intent, shouted after him, "Dabi, don’t be reckless!"

Reckless or not, Dabi knew what he had to do. He reached the base of the siege engine and began scaling its spiked frame, using his sword to carve footholds as he ascended. The machine’s cannons swiveled, trying to target him, but its size worked against it. It couldn’t aim at Dabi in close range.

"Come on, you oversized hunk of scrap," Dabi muttered, climbing higher.

At the top, he found the glowing core— a pulsating orb of dark energy surrounded by protective plating. Without hesitation, he drove his sword into the core, but it barely made a dent.

"Loira!" he yelled. "I need some help here!" Dabi opens a space portal for Loira’s help. He was quite far from them. That’s why he open a space portal so that Loira’s help could come quickly.

Loira’s response came in the form of a concentrated beam of energy that struck the core, creating a small crack.

Dabi seized the opportunity, he pulled out a dagger from his storage then plunging his dagger into the crack and prying it open.

The core began to overload, crack started to show. Some sparks flying as the energy inside destabilising, suddenly it crack more and more.

Dabi knew he has move now or it will to late. He jump from there opening a space portal using his sovereign of space skill.

The core blast with a big Boom. The siege engine core exploded, the resulting shockwave toppling several smaller constructs and sending a cloud of debris into the air.

"Dabi are you okay?" Calvin shouted from the wall.

He replied. Don’t worry.

As the dust settled, the battlefield fell eerily silent. The remaining war machines stood motionless, their cores dimmed. For a moment, it seemed as though the defenders had won.

But then the Herald stepped forward. Clad in flowing robes of shadow, its presence radiated malice and power. With a single gesture, it reactivated the war machines, their cores reigniting with a sickly green glow.

"No," Loira whispered, her heart sinking.

The Herald raised its hand, and a massive wave of dark energy swept toward the city. The mages on the wall struggled to raise a barrier, but the force was too great. The energy struck the walls, sending cracks spiderwebbing through the stone.

Dabi pulled himself to his feet, his body aching from the explosion. "We can’t take another hit like that," he said.

Aldric nodded grimly. "Then we end this now."

The defenders rallied for one last push. Raghnall and the Saints charged the Herald, their weapons blazing with divine light. Loira and others combined their magic to strengthen the barrier, while Calvin led the archers in targeting the remaining constructs.

Dabi, battered but unbroken, joined Raghnall in confronting the Herald.

The creature was a blur of darkness and power, its attacks swift and devastating.

Dabi dodged a swipe of its clawed hand, countering with a slash of his blades that left a glowing gash in the Herald’s form.

"You’re persistent," the Herald said, its voice dripping with disdain. "But your efforts are futile."

"We’ll see about that," Dabi replied, his eyes blazing with determination.

The Herald raised its hand for another attack, but before it could strike, Raghnall slammed his warhammer into the ground. A wave of energy erupted outward, momentarily dispelling the Herald’s dark aura.

"Now’s your chance!" Raghnall shouted.

Dabi surged forward, his blades slicing through the Herald’s defenses. With each strike, the creature’s form flickered, its power waning.

The defenders, inspired by their leaders’ bravery, fought with renewed vigor. The remaining war machines were dismantled one by one, and the Rift creatures began to retreat.

As the battle reached its climax, the Herald let out a deafening roar, its form disintegrating into shadow. The Voidlords’ forces fell silent, their assault finally halted.

The battlefield was a scene of devastation, but the city still stood.

The defenders, though exhausted and battered, had won a hard fought victory.

Dabi collapsed against a broken piece of wall, his sword still in hand. Loira approached, her expression a mix of relief and concern. "You’re insane, you know that?"

"Yeah," Dabi said with a weak grin. "But it worked."

Aldric surveyed the battlefield, his face grim. "This wasn’t their full strength. The Voidlords are still there we have defeat them."

Raghnall placed a hand on his shoulder. "Then we’ll be ready."

As the first rays of dawn broke over the city, the defenders began to rebuild, their spirits bolstered by their victory.

The battle was over, but the war was far from won. The biggest challenge yet to come. They have to defeat the 5 void lords for victory.

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