I Became A Zompirewolf

Soon, the battle between Ashton and the Xyrans entered its climax. Orion and mercenary ships continuously shot missiles and laser cannons at the Xyran fleet.

There were casualties on each side, but since the Xyran had attacked the tower master, the mercenaries had no choice but to fight back.

As for the Orion Empire, they couldn't afford to miss the chance to get on Ashton's good side as well as deal a massive blow to the Xyrans, who were the only civilisation stronger than them.

While their reasons for engaging in the battle varied amongst them, the end result they wanted was the same. To annihilate the Xyrans and end their dominance in the galaxy.

As the battle continued, it brought countless deaths, both on the surface and over it. Massive clouds of smoke and dust erupted throughout New Lycania as ships constantly crashed and fired on the city dwellers.

The blossoming city of New Lycania was now a mere shadow of what it had been before. Even with countless factions uniting against the Xyrans, the latter had the edge in the fight.

Soon, the mercenaries realised that such a large-scale battle was above their pay grade. Some of their ships had been blown to smithereens, and those inside turned ashes.

Chaos, unadulterated chaos, was before everyone's eyes as some ships tried escaping back to the Tower for repairs and reinforcements. Kass continuously made 'safe' passage for as many ships as possible while actively fighting against the Xyrans.

Laihud and Ava had taken their position as medics on the battlefield, struggling to save as many lives as possible. In the meantime, Anna and Ashton's summons were busily chasing the Xyrans back and establishing a stronghold for their forces.

As for Bismarck, he created a literal wall of skeletons to stop the continuous flow of Xyran soldiers invading their territory, offering some relief to the soldiers on the verge of collapsing.

Anna looked at the sky riddled with explosions. A few years ago, she would have never thought Earth would see a day like that. Yet countless civilisations were fighting a battle both on the surface, in the sky and beyond the planet.

If it had been a movie, she would love to experience it. But not in 11D as she was now.

"If things continue like this," Anna mumbled before ripping a Xyran Grunt in half. "We might actually win."

"Haha, that's where you are wrong, Anna!" Vimur laughed as he flung countless Xyrans right into the dropship they crawled out of. "I had no doubt of our victory since the beginning!"

"Of course you didn't!" Otiga yelled back and kept firing her gun. "You lack an organ called 'the Brain' to analyse things! Your muscles won't work against those massive cannons hooked under those Xyran ships!"

Even Anna noticed it had been a while since the Xyrans fired the cannons on them. She couldn't even fathom how many soldiers they lost thanks to those early cannon attacks.

Clearly, those cannons were the Xyran's primary weapon when dealing with the surface dwellers. Yet they hadn't fired the artillery in a while.

"Not to jinx it or something, but why they aren't firing the cannons?" Anna asked Otiga while saving her from a rogue bullet.

"Your beloved is the reason for that," Otiga replied with a smile. "They tried it on him once and weren't pleased with the results. Besides, firing those cannons could drain the generator that's keeping their ships afloat. Which means-"

"They can either maintain the advantage of being at higher 'ground' or give up and let the Orions blast them out of existence?" Anna was surprised as she hadn't thought about it that way. "We need to thank the Orion royalty for their help once the battle is over."

"Of course, but first, let's focus on the foes before us!" Vimur yelled and charged straight into a dropship and threw an entire crate of grenades he had inside.

Vimur nearly got caught in the explosion, but thanks to his bulky physique, gravity came to his rescue. But that didn't stop Otiga from yelling at him for his reckless attack.

While the two of them exchanged explicitives, Anna's gaze returned to the sky. While she couldn't see Ashton in the massive battle, it was easier to spot his trail as he took down one ship after the other.

But not everything was as great as it seemed.

On the side of the Twins, things were looking grim as they now faced the Xyran elite units, the infiltrators. While they were weaker in numbers than the grunts, they were deadly and stealthy task forces deployed to deal with specific targets.

Irina was already bleeding and could barely stand while Verina tried her best to defend against the infiltrators. Alucard had passed out after the twins treated his wounds, but his life was still in danger.

"Damn these bastards..." Irina mumbled as she struggled to get to her feet.

The twins refused to back down as the elite Xyrans closed in, but their grim expressions betrayed their brave conviction.

Their strikes, usually swift and deadly, seemed ineffective against the seemingly invulnerable infiltrators. Desperation set in as the twins realised they were outmatched and about to meet their maker.

"It's as if they can predict our every move," Irina muttered, her frustration evident in her voice.

Verina, her face marked with a streak of blood, replied, "We need to find a way to break their defences, or we won't last much longer."

Just as the Infiltrators were about to deliver another blow to them, a haunting howl echoed in the distance, growing louder with every passing second.

The twins and the Infiltrators turned their gaze toward the source of the sound, their eyes widening in disbelief at what they saw. Hundreds of Ashton's pet Wraith Wolves charged onto the battlefield, but they weren't the only ones.

The Gryphons from the dungeon Ashton had conquered on Euphoria during a task were flying over the Wraith Wolves, and on top of them was Ursa, leading the beasts into battle against her sworn foes... the Xyrans.