Zaun and Piltover, Coast.

The coastal defense embankments that took hundreds of years to be built in the twin cities have now become the best defensive position for the leader.

But facing the boundless sea of ​​the dead in front of us, even this towering embankment that can withstand hurricanes and tsunamis still cannot give people any sense of security.

The setting sun has gradually dimmed, but the sea surface is as bright as day.

This is not a reflection of city lights, but an endless stream of undead emitting fluorescent will-o'-the-wisps, rushing towards us like a tsunami.

The goddess Janna, who was originally guarding everyone, is now trapped by the enemy in the huge barrier formed by the undead black mist, and has not been able to break free.

Now, the leader can only rely on himself.

As a result, the world's most prosperous seaport has become the world's most intense battlefield.

"Fire! Fire!" This hoarse roar echoed throughout the battlefield.

Hundreds of Jinx rocket launchers roared in unison, and the dense rockets drew tens of thousands of brilliant tail flames in the air, and finally roared down like meteors and rain of fire towards the sea occupied by the undead.

At the same time, thousands of Hex laser cannons released dazzling blue magic light. Thousands of blazing death rays pierced through the clouds like sharp swords in the sky, facing the raging wave of undead.

The bullets from the heavy machine guns are like a never-ending rainstorm, setting off an airtight steel storm on the sea.

Thousands of barrels of alchemical fuel were thrown into the sea, building blazing walls of fire on the sea to resist the undead.

Rocket launchers and howitzers have now become the most addictive toys in the Twin Cities.

Everyone on the coast seemed to be possessed by Jinx. Everyone was frantically firing, reloading, firing, reloading... pouring firepower forward all the time.

.......

As a result, thousands of beams of light bloomed on the sea, thousands of fire clouds rose, waves of iron rain poured away, and walls of fire rose into the sky one after another.

Countless undead souls disintegrated and dispersed amidst the sounds of explosions and burnings, turning into bright spots of light that filled the sky.

It’s unknown how many tons of seawater evaporated into mist in this light, condensing into countless black clouds mixed with gunpowder smoke.

This scene is so magnificent.

The 300 years of industrial accumulation in Zaun and Piltover, and the most advanced productivity in Runeterra, turned into the purest and most terrifying destructive power at this moment.

This power can be described as devastating.

However, no matter how sharp the knife is, it can't cut through the water, and no matter how fierce the firepower is, it can't stop the wave of undead.

No matter how much ammunition the Wind Leaders poured into the sea, how many souls they saved, how much they bombed the sea of ​​the undead into pieces, and how clean it evaporated.

They could only watch helplessly as the undead poured out of the gate of the underworld like an unstoppable flood, and once again gathered on the sea to form an unstoppable tsunami of death.

"Hold on! Persistence is victory! Goddess Janna is also fighting, and she needs us to hold on!"

"If you hold on firmly, there will be a solution!" In despair, the leaders began to cheer each other up.

But there are also many people like Miss Zeli, who are furious under this increasingly severe situation, triggering the Zaun people's passivity and greeting the family members of the undead: "Fuck you!"

"No matter how hard I kill them, I can't finish them all! What the hell is this?!"

She glanced at the sea, seeing the undead approaching more and more despite the fierce artillery fire.

She glanced at the sky again, seeing the black mist that still trapped Janna tightly in it.

Can we really win?

Even though Zeli had a firm belief, she instinctively beat the drum in her heart.

Although the intensive long-range firepower of the twin cities has successfully blocked the impact of the undead wave in the past period of time.

But the enemy's strength seems to be unlimited.

However, the magic power of her and other mages, the physical strength of the soldiers, and the ammunition of rockets, machine guns and laser cannons are all limited.

How long do they have to persist? When will victory come?

If it doesn't come, the Twin Cities will be doomed!

Zeli was furious, but she didn't flinch at the moment.

"Strongly penetrate the laser!" She played the role of a humanoid turret, frantically releasing magic power towards the undead wave.

The lightning beam shot out from the flash of lightning, penetrated thousands of meters in the air, and melted countless undead souls.

Along with the high-temperature water mist, the high-voltage current that escaped quickly merged into the sea. Through the conduction of the sea water, it instantly wiped out all life within a radius of hundreds of meters.

In this sea of ​​undead, there was a small gap.

But that's just a small gap.

Within a few seconds, before the evaporating clouds and mist even had time to disperse, Zeli saw in despair that more undead souls broke through the mist and rushed in like a tide.

The gap quickly healed, and the undead army's offensive was even stronger than before.

"Fuck!" Zeli didn't have the self-consciousness of a beautiful girl at all, and couldn't help but cursed harshly.

She is a genius user of the thunder element.

According to the latest magician professional level standards introduced by the Leader, she is already a second-level magician with a deputy senior professional title before she reaches the age of high school.

But even so, she was still so powerless in the face of the endless army of undead.

How long can she hold on? What about the others?

"Strongly penetrate the laser!" She didn't have time to think about it.

Zeli could only grit her teeth to suppress the increasingly intense feeling of despair, and then continued to output with all her strength.

"Strongly penetrate the laser!"

"Strongly penetrate the laser!"

"Strong penetration...laser!"

"Whoa... force through... whoa... laser!"

Sweat soaked the girl's cheeks. The electric light surrounding Zeli became weaker and weaker, and the magic beam she shot became less and less powerful.

"I..." She couldn't hold on any longer.

She really couldn't fight anymore, there was no blue left at all.

Zeli retreated to the back of the position dejectedly and collapsed on the ground.

She looked at her comrades beside her. Some of them had broken the barrels of their guns, and some had consumed all the shells.

There are only a few dozen barrels of alchemical fuel left on the battlefield.

The Hex automatic turrets also collectively ceased fire due to exhaustion of energy.

Although everyone is still fighting with all their strength, the situation is inevitably developing in a bad direction.

Looking around, the sea a few kilometers away from the gate of the underworld to the coast of the Twin Cities is filled with desperate fluorescent will-o'-the-wisps.

The undead army is getting closer and closer, and is about to approach the coast and devour everything in Zaun and Piltover.

"What should we do? How long can we hold on?" Zeli looked at the black mist trapping the goddess Janna from a distance, feeling increasingly desperate.

Maybe, she will die here today?

Her parents, family, friends and neighbors will also meet the end of their lives on this day.

Janna's struggle for sovereignty and the ideal of world unity are also...

"Buzz--" The roar of a truck engine interrupted Zeli's increasingly pessimistic thoughts.

The truck drove quickly up the coast and stopped steadily in front of her position.

Zeli took a closer look and saw that it was a tanker truck transporting alchemical fuel.

And the person driving the car was...

"Chuck?" Zelie recognized her hair.

"Zellie!" Chuck suddenly jumped down from the oil tanker.

"You..." Zeli's mood became increasingly complicated.

She knew that Chuck had successfully graduated from technical school and was now interning at Zaun Alchemy Fuel Group.

If it hadn't been for this sudden war, he might have ended his internship soon and gone to Shurima as a foreign aid technician for the second-line construction plan.

Chuck worked as a technical worker in Shurima, and she worked as an electromagnetics researcher in Zaun. Originally, both of them had a bright future.

But now, everything is ruined.

"You..." Zeli was filled with sadness. But she still stood up from the ground and looked at the oil tanker thoughtfully: "Are you here to deliver alchemical fuel?"

"Yes." Chuck didn't have time to exchange small greetings.

While he nodded in response, he quickly opened the valve of the oil tanker and threw the oil pipeline directly into the sea.

Dozens of tons of alchemical fuel poured down, creating a sticky fluorescent green waterfall outside the dam.

Looking around, there are many such tank trucks on other positions, all discharging fuel into the sea at the same time.

This fuel floats on the coast and spreads rapidly with the sea water, gradually forming a last line of defense on the seashore that can turn into a sea of ​​​​fire at any time.
To be continued...