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Over 100,000 Sirius wolves surrounded them from all sides, but they did not approach. Instead, they observed from afar at a distance of four kilometers, which was out of the range of Sebastian's long-range attack. So many wolves, yet there was no chaos. With a hint of ghostly light in their eyes, they coldly watched them. Being surrounded by such a vast pack made them feel unnerved.
"The enemy is well prepared, thinking of attacking from all directions," Prokopy said with a faint frown.
This was unlike the first two matches. They knew little about this side of Hope's Peak Academy, yet they confidently went onto the field. The result was a defeat, as long-range attacks by Musketeers and Demonized People decimated them. A total defeat.
"The most powerful aspect of our side is the long-range attack, especially Sebastian's Musketeers. In terms of output alone, Otwin's Demonized People aren't inferior to those Mythical-Level races," another teacher said.
The others nodded in agreement. Previously, winning two matches in a row and eliminating two powerful opponents was mainly because the enemies didn't expect the strength of Hope's Peak Academy's team. They didn't anticipate such startling attacks.
"Behemoth Academy is somewhat similar to us," said one of the five members observing the field from the Sirius Academy's room, discussing tactics.
Since the break was only half an hour, their preparations had been rushed. They also didn't expect to face Hope's Peak Academy, as their initial focus was on the Sea King Academy.
"It's all melee combat; no long-range attacks," a team member noted. "In terms of individual combat power, those giant beasts from Behemoth Academy surpass us, especially the Magic Ape. Only the Wolf King can match it. But we have an advantage, beyond numerical superiority, our wolf pack works very well together and excels in team fighting. The pack wolf tactic is our biggest advantage!"
"It's just that the enemy's output is high. The Blastoise are manageable, but Sebastian's Musketeers and Otwin's Demonized People pose a problem," the Sirius Academy captain said, watching Sebastian's side. "If we can take care of these two groups, we'll be in a good position."
"Their weaknesses are obvious," added a more literate team member. "Although they have Maze Puppets and Goblin Chiefs, their defenses are not particularly high. Defend against one direction, fine. But with four directions attacking simultaneously, it's difficult to defend all sides completely. Once the defense line is torn, they face a one-sided slaughter. However, tearing through their defenses will likely cost us some casualties."
"It's okay," Captain Sirius said with a soft smile. "Our team isn't afraid of death. Compared to others, we develop more easily. For this battle, be prepared to sacrifice half of the wolves and break through the enemy's position in one strike."
Meanwhile, Sebastian's team was also working closely to set up their defense line. Although the Astra Militarum had trump cards, they still needed to prepare thoroughly.
Previously, when defending against Behemoth Academy, they focused on only one direction. Now, they spread their defenses everywhere, as wolves approached from all sides.
Sebastian positioned the Musketeers and Demonized People at the center. He arranged the Maze Puppets along the outer edge in a circle. The Goblin Chief remained hidden within the maze, while the Blastoise hid behind the maze puppets, desperately spitting water to create a simple moat.
Facing the surrounding wolves, Clifford and the others felt nervous.
"The number of wolves is overwhelming," Yamamoto observed with a slight frown.
"Over 100,000, and each one has strong combat capabilities," Yuuki said, glancing at the scene. "Even the Machine Guns can't stop them all!"
In the distance, a wolf howl sounded like a signal to troops. The 100,000 wolves, four kilometers away, began to move slowly, then accelerated. Their howls grew louder, more deafening than before.
Clifford and his team's expressions changed dramatically.
"This is the Wolf King's talent. It can use howling to stimulate the bloodlust of its pack, boosting their speed, agility, strength, and other attributes in all aspects," Yamamoto explained grimly.
"Is this going to be a decisive battle?" Yuuki asked with a faint smile, though not out of expectation.
They had discussed tactics for the Wolf Pack. If it were them, they would aim to break the enemy's defense line quickly; otherwise, they risked being overwhelmed by Musketeers and Demonized People.
"It's a showdown!"
"Is this the decisive moment?" Prokopy and the others, watching from outside, were surprised. They didn't expect Sirius Academy to be so decisive, going all out with the Wolf King's talent.
With the addition of the Wolf King's howl, the wolf pack's speed increased further. Like shadows with blood in their eyes, they frantically charged toward Sebastian's position, causing the earth to tremble.
As they closed in, the Machine Guns opened fire.
"VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT—T-T-T-T-T!"
A mechanical whir erupted into a relentless storm of metal, barrels spinning at blinding speed as a hail of rounds tore through the air.
"BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTT!"
The deafening roar persisted, like the growling of a machine god, shaking the earth.
"THUM-THUM-THUM-THUM-THUM-THUM-THUM!"
Each impact sounded like thunder cracking against steel as bullets struck their targets. When hitting the ground, rocks, or wolves, they covered the wolves' silvery-white fur with blood.
Though the armor-piercing bullets' effectiveness was reduced, the wolves' bodies were tough. The additional defensive fur provided by the Wolf King's howl strengthened their defenses.
Sebastian and his team observed that these wolves were not afraid of death. Even when hit by a dozen armor-piercing rounds, they remained resilient, pressing forward until exhausted. The wolves in the back continued to attack with relentless ferocity, undeterred.
In all directions, the sounds of wolves on the ground and rapid gunfire filled the air. These wolves were cunning, unlike the Magic Ape in the first battle, which charged headlong, wolves dodged left and right to minimize exposure to gunfire.
Under fire from more than 1,000 machine guns, the front line wolves fell one after another. But the sheer number of wolves and the proximity of the pack meant they kept closing in rapidly.
Clifford and his team tensed, but Sebastian remained calm. The Astra Militarum knew that relying solely on machine guns was not enough against such numbers. Instead, they employed the Imperium's latest technological marvel: the Typhoon Fighter.
This fighter was a product of decades of research, combining advanced engines, stealth technology, integrated avionics, and superior mobility. It boasted firepower comparable to a typhoon.
At the same time, on the planet's passage, near the Royal Tomb Mountain, a squadron of 20 streamlined Typhoon Fighters waited. They measured nearly 16 meters in length, with a wingspan of almost 11 meters.
"Eagle Squadron, prepare to depart. The mission is to eliminate the 100,000 wolves," Yuuki ordered through the radio. The aircraft took off, crossing the planet's passage into the battlefield.
At that moment, the wolf pack was launching a major assault on Sebastian's position. The appearance of the 20 Typhoon Fighters immediately drew everyone's attention.
"Huh… What is that?" Clifford asked in surprise. It was obvious, they had to be from Sebastian's side again.
"Pilot, the newest race created after my planet rose to Level 2," Sebastian explained.
"Pilot?" Clifford and the others froze at the sight of the swift, massive fighters. They looked far more terrifying than the Musketeers.
Meanwhile, Sirius Academy members also noticed the unfamiliar aircraft overhead.
"What the… What is that?" a team member exclaimed.
"I don't know," the literary-looking boy said, frowning as he observed. His face grew serious. "It looks somewhat like an airship, but not quite. And it's extremely fast!"
Indeed, the Typhoon Fighters could reach speeds over 2,000 km/h, making them hard to track with the naked eye. Their performance was comparable to Earth's advanced jets, thanks to the metals Starfall Iron, Vibranium, and Tearstone, which made the fighters' materials superior.
Because the fighters were still in initial production stages, each cost hundreds of millions of dollars. The Astra Militarum wanted more, but budget constraints limited them to 20 aircraft.
The fighters whistled toward the wolf pack below.
"Defend yourselves! Order the pack to stop their attack and focus on intercepting these fighters," the Sirius captain ordered, cautious as ever.
The Wolf King immediately howled again, causing all wolves to halt and stare skyward, preparing their defenses.
"What is this?" in the command room, Prokopy and others stared at the fighters in awe.
"Could it be a new weapon created by Sebastian's Musketeers? Or perhaps a new race?" a teacher guessed.
Their experience told them this was likely a new invention.
"It's fast, probably more powerful than the Musketeers, but only 20. Can it handle the wolf pack?" an administrator asked cautiously.
Sebastian, knowing the fighters' capabilities, was confident. The Typhoon Fighters' rotary cannons could fire at 20,000 rounds per minute, an unprecedented rate. Although high temperatures and barrel wear limited their full potential, the advanced metals used in construction meant they could operate at maximum efficiency longer.
In the sky, the fighters dominated the airspace, while wolves, unable to fly, could only jump and dodge. But the fighters' external hardpoints carried bombs, like the Mark 84, ready to devastate.
"Eagle Squadron, you are clear to engage! Weapon free," Yuuki commanded.
The fighters dove swiftly, releasing bombs and unleashing their rotary cannons. The first bomb, a Mark 84, struck amidst the wolves, exploding with a blinding flash and a shockwave that tore through the pack.
The explosion killed or incapacitated only a few wolves; their tough fur and resilience allowed most to withstand the blast. They recovered quickly, undeterred.
But the real threat was yet to come. Within a second, over 7,000 rounds of armor-piercing bullets rained down from the fighters, hitting wolves with devastating effect. One unlucky wolf was struck more than a hundred times; nearby wolves suffered similarly. Within seconds, over a hundred wolves fell.
A bloody slaughter ensued.