Chapter 515
Once more, the trifold alliance was preparing an assault on the Sylanis Cluster. This time, they would be focusing their efforts on a single place, a combined assault stronger than their previous probes but retaining more defensive forces in each of their systems. They would prefer not to mistakenly assume the Sylanis Cluster was out of options for a stronger assault- recent damages would either motivate stronger retaliation or cow them for a short time. Having displayed four sufficiently mobile Worldbinding cultivators, they might have more.
Along with Anton and the Great Queen of the void ants came a fleet of a few dozen vessels of various sizes, though all of them significantly larger than Ruteras fighters. Whatever secret project Rutera had going- which Anton presumed was a much larger carrier ship- for the moment they only had some smaller ones capable of carrying a half dozen fighters along with some passengers and the crew necessary to operate the larger ships and their weapons. Carried on various vessels from the alliance was a small cultivator army consisting of mostly Life Transformation and Essence Collection cultivators. In addition, they had a handful of formation masters to help deal with whatever they encountered on their target planet of Zimora, a larger number of formation specialists that couldnt be called masters, and tens of thousands of void ants.
The number of void ants was actually rather conservative. That was, in essence, enough to make a few combat formations out of the weaker ants, with only a few dozen of any individual prowess. Unlike human cultivators, the void ants could not only fit in a smaller place, but were mainly focused on fighting together in a group. Ceretos could have brought as many human cultivators if they had the space, but they simply didnt- and they would have needed to start dipping into Spirit Building cultivators rather quickly. The fact was that Spirit Building cultivators could easily die to aftershocks from Life Transformation combatants, let alone the involvement of cultivators stronger than that. The few that were present were those at the peak who were looking for an experience to push themselves, aware that they had a high chance of death like the individual lesser void ants.
It was the last day of their approach to the Okloi system, and Anton could feel his connection to the twin stars sharpening. He found it much more relaxing to travel inside a proper ship where he didnt have to put in effort to his own travel, and was able to focus on important things like his continuous effort to extend the reach of the stars he drew upon. That was especially important for Okloi, because the more he could exploit the binary star system the better. For their current moment it hardly mattered- Zimora was one of the closer planets to the first star in the system, so Anton would be at optimal force. And if anyone was stupid enough to draw a fight closer to the star, he could pull off some amazing moves.
They were not intending to take over or even assault the entire planet. Their forces were simply insufficient to do such in a timely manner even if there were no other factors to consider. Instead, they were targeting a weak point to prove something. The Ultimate Phoenix Sect, which had attacked Ceretos. They considered the sects of Alaia and Zarina, the two women Anton had captured and not yet ransomed, but the Ultimate Phoenix Sect was stronger and thus a better target to mean something. More importantly, the planet shouldnt have another Worldbinding cultivator in residence.
The head of the Ultimate Phoenix Sect had been sufficient to place them as a top sect- as any Worldbinding cultivator would- but he had underestimated the defensive preparations of Ceretos. In addition to being completely blindsided by the mere existence of void ants, his fate had been sealed. Without the Great Queen he might have managed some success in his assault.
While it would have been nice to use the Great Queen for assassination attempts, she was conscious enough of her mortality to not want to go into actual enemy territory alone- a ship in the midst of combat was an entirely different matter than going to an enemy system alone, or at least without immediate reinforcements available.
As they approached Zimora, around the same size as the home planets of the alliance but not in a proper habitable zone. In short- it was hot enough to kill any non-cultivators rapidly. The younger void ants would need to stay in the protection of the ships until they broke through into a habitable formation- even fire cultivators didnt want to live in temperatures hot enough to boil away every trace of water at every moment of their life. In addition to revenge, that was another reason for the assault on Zimora- no real civilian population. While there were likely some who would fit the description, they wouldnt be contained in the core portions of the sect. Potential disciples were taken from that small population and promising cultivators on other planets.
But those werent his first targets. Instead, he aimed for the collars on the necks of the phoenixes. They were powerful pieces of equipment, made of durable and highly enchanted materials. Yet there was a significant flaw they possessed in that the natural energy of the phoenixes was restrained from affecting them, which included a weakening of their defenses directly beyond it. It was a narrow band, and the only attacks that would slip through would instead have to contend with the durable metal collars instead. Even Anton would be hard pressed to manage to break the collars and cause significant damage to the birds necks beneath.
Not that he wanted to. Anton knew that not all of the phoenixes would recognize their freedom as collars shattered, and some would be cowed into obedience regardless but for some portion that overcame both criteria the riders on their backs quickly found that the flames protecting them becoming flames of vengeance were sufficient to cause them a great deal of damage. As fire cultivators, except those careless enough to not have any of their own defenses raised, they would survive- and their positions still allowed them to easily counterattack. Many phoenixes fell into ash, but just as many enemies did the same.
Some of those freed of both collar and rider turned to flee the area, while others assisted their brethren. Both were sufficient to disrupt the enemys efforts and allow the fleet to approach with minimal damage, the enemy vessels only just beginning to lift off.
At the same time, those charged with breaking open the formation moved into full swing. Along with the subtler manipulations of the void ants- dropping down nearly invisibly through the open sky- and the formation masters, there were the bruisers like Oluchi throwing her spear, causing as much pressure as possible to the barrier. Cultivators leapt from the attacking ships, intending to land on the battlefield at the earliest possible moment.
Waves of concentrated fire burst from the barrier where attacks fell upon it, intended to prevent further attacks and injure enemies. Some fulfilled their purpose, and others were wasted energy. Nearly unnoticed among all of the attacks was one section that was constantly spraying fire as void ants chewed on it.
Though fire could harm void ants, fire made primarily from natural energy was significantly less effective. The Great Queen had no concern for her own safety unless the enemy organized specific efforts to take her out. Her guard were also durable enough to withstand the struggling formation.
Strangely enough, the first hole in the formation did not occur next to the void ants, but at the base of the formation. The barrier and its minders did their best to react to the incoming attacks, but along with the bombardments energy simply being torn away overwhelmed them, and a momentary gap opened up. Unfortunately for them, it was enough for a handful of cultivators to slip through and one shot from Anton that went straight for what he recognized as a power conduit supporting the barrier. The actual storage of power would be contained further within, likely underground, but it had to get to the shell somehow. He still wouldnt title himself as a formation master, but he had enough knowhow to break things that were important when they were exposed.
The edge of the formation wobbled and pulled open, still preventing attacks from above if they werent able to twist, but allowing the landed cultivators to enter. Further up, a hole about a hands width let through dozens of small black shapes. Ships began to land to deposit more combatants while the first through the barrier secured a foothold. The first step of the plan was complete, but they still had to fight through somewhere around a hundred Life Transformation cultivators, and ten times that many in Essence Collection.