Aetherios System [Slow Build OP MC, Isekai LitRPG/Cultivation] Chapter 137: Book 2: Chapter 51: Battle Charge

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Book 2: Chapter 51: Battle Charge Book 2: Chapter 51: Battle Charge The eastern ridgeline was wrapped in smoke and chaos of spellfire, the sound of magic crashing against steel echoed across the battlefield. Terraxum’s lines surged forward under a tide of banners and mud, the Earthbreakers at the tip of the spear. Their target was clear, a fortified hilltop post, bristling with wards and defenders. It was the nerve center of the enemy’s eastern defense. A fortified overlook flanking the enemies main war-camp. Alex’s voice cut through the clamor. “Henry! Lance! Garret! Take your squads straight up the gut. Pin their fire down. Don’t give them room to breathe.” The three nodded, and moments later, their formation surged forward, shields raised against the rain of aether-charged projectiles. “Peter, Devon, barriers up! Layered, rotating!” Devon tossed glyph plates and enchanted crystals into the mud, protective barriers blooming. Meanwhile Peter’s shield spells shimmered into existence, taking the brunt of the enemy’s counterstrikes. “Allie, Cole, you’re the line between survival and body bags. Stay sharp.” Behind them, Allie’s hands were already glowing as she pulled a bleeding soldier from the front, Cole applying enchanted patches to wounds in quick succession. Their section of the battlefield became a triage center under constant downfield fire of battle. Kate, Eric, Holly, and Zach broke off to the right. They were a storm of precision, a flank that sliced through thinner guard lines like blades through grass reeds. Ahead of them, three enemy lieutenants stood waiting, all were liquid-stage Adept mages clad in layered armor, their presence bending the ambient aether around them. “Mine,” Kate hissed, fire trailing along her rapier as Eric matched her steps, providing support. Flames and steel clashed against solidified earth, the enemy’s walls forming and shattering with each strike. The ground itself buckled under their fight, molten cracks webbing through the mud. On the opposite side, Holly and Zach struck with wind and shadow. Their target, a water mage lieutenant, stood waist-deep in conjured torrents, deflecting blades and slicing through Holly’s wind strikes with blades of liquid force. Dark and air battered water, the clash a whirl of hissing vapor and splintered ice. The third lieutenant, a brute crackling with the lightning of air magic, moved to reinforce his comrades. The hilltop trembled with his steps, sword blades hovering around his body at his command. But he didn’t get far, a figure stepped into his path, mud splattering as boots struck the ground. Alex. The lieutenant’s expression darkened at his arrival. He leveled his gaze, blades orbiting his body ominously. The lieutenants spoke confidently, his tone clipped short. “You dare stand against me alone?” Alex answered with a flicker of his aura, a low growl of power rolling off his frame. His fists tightened, aether thrumming beneath his skin, and ethereal horns already froming on his brow as he entered the first stance of his martial path. Obby, he thought. “ Already awake, meatboy. Let’s make this fun. ” A second later, spots on the lieutenant’s body were highlighted in Alex’s vision. Trajectory paths predicting movements of his rotating swords, indicators of aether potency, and maximum energy pool assessments. Obby had more at his disposal after his advancements, and he used it all. The lieutenant lunged, the ground erupting in shards with his charge. Alex sidestepped, aether condensing along his arm, and countered with a blow that cracked the air. Wisps of wind burst outward, a sword blade impacting his [Shield] and forced away. The battle for the hilltop exploded into chaos. Fire roared, wind howled, water surged, and earth broke beneath them. Each clash carved pieces out of the ground and created gouges in battlefield itself, and for every step the Earthbreakers gained, the enemy fought twice as hard to hold their ground. The three duels raged simultan