Looking at the two identical Silver-Split Titans in front of him, Reiner was somewhat stunned, and at the same time, he felt immense pressure. Ever since the new Titan shifters began to appear, Reiner increasingly felt the weakness of his Armored Titan.
The title of "Marley's Shield" had almost become a joke. But no matter what, they were currently inside the Liberio Internment Zone—his family lived here. He would not allow these monsters to run rampant here.
Swish! Swish! Both Silver-Split Titans simultaneously grew sharp spikes from their hands, their crimson eyes fixed on the Armored Titan with obvious hostility.
Bang! The Armored Titan slammed its two shields together with a thunderous roar in response.
But just as both sides were about to clash, a piercing scream rang out. The Silver-Split Titans turned their heads—only to see the Paladin Titan toppled onto the ground, with only one hoof kicking helplessly in the air. Its upper body struggled desperately, but it was already covered in wounds. The Claw Titan was frantically attacking the nape of its neck.
Seeing this, one of the Silver-Split Titans abandoned the Armored Titan and lunged toward the Paladin Titan at high speed, while the other raised its spikes and charged at the Armored Titan.
The Claw Titan let out a roar, its sharp claws flashing cold light—slash! The arm the Paladin Titan had been using to cover its nape was cut off instantly. Now, the fragile nape was completely exposed before the Claw Titan.
"Got it!" Porco exclaimed in delight, immediately raising his claws again.
"Porco! Watch out!"
The Cart Titan's warning came a step too late—shhk! A sharp spike had already pierced through the Claw Titan's chest.
The Silver-Split Titan forcefully flung the Claw Titan off the Paladin Titan, then used its spike to slice open the Paladin Titan's nape, dragging the sticky Ivanor out from inside. Then it turned and ran, heading straight toward the slowly advancing Fortress Titan.
Seeing this, the Cart Titan immediately rushed forward to stop it. Steam rose from the Claw Titan's chest wound, but it still followed the Cart Titan in pursuit.
But the Silver-Split Titan glanced back at the two Titans chasing it, and suddenly its body underwent a strange mutation. Its originally smooth silver skin began to ripple, like melting mercury.
In a daze, two large masses of silver substance separated from its body—and right before everyone's shocked eyes, they formed two entirely new Silver-Split Titans.
The two newly formed Silver-Split Titans immediately raised their spikes and charged toward the Cart Titan and the Claw Titan.
"What kind of monster is this!?" Porco exclaimed in shock, quickly firing his claws to block the Silver-Split Titan rushing at him.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the Armored Titan had also fallen into a tough battle. It wasn't that the Armored Titan couldn't defeat the Silver-Split Titan—but the latter was simply too fast. Reiner's Armored Titan couldn't even touch it.
"Damn it!!" Reiner roared in anger under the constant harassment, but unfortunately, he still couldn't land a hit—left with nothing but powerless rage.
Just as Reiner fell into fury, the Silver-Split Titan seized the opening and thrust its sharp spike straight toward the Armored Titan's nape.
At the critical moment, a torrent of flames surged forth, engulfing the Silver-Split Titan. Under the terrifying heat, it let out a shrill scream, its body boiling like water brought to a rolling boil.
Beside them, the Crimson Flame Titan opened its mouth, continuously spewing scorching flames reaching thousands of degrees.
The Crimson Flame Titan's heat could even melt the Armored Titan's hardened armor. The Silver-Split Titan clearly knew this—before it could be completely melted, it decisively curled its body into a ball, raised its spike, and split itself in half. One half, still retaining its limbs, desperately pushed the other half out of the flames.
Just like that, the half that escaped the fire wriggled for a moment—then a brand-new Silver-Split Titan stood up once more. The half left in the flames, however, was completely vaporized and melted away. As the writhing and splitting ended, two Silver-Split Titans stood before the Armored Titan and the Crimson Flame Titan. (To avoid confusion, it can only split into five in total.)
"Damn it! What the hell is going on? Are these even Titan shifters anymore? Or is this some kind of demon rebirth? Damn Marleyans! Damn Eldians!"
Some surviving representatives from various nations huddled in a corner, trembling as they watched the almost surreal Titan battle before them.
...
Marley's capital, the Siobeth District—the military camp area responsible for defending the capital. Two major divisions were stationed here, with over forty thousand troops. Aside from more than ten thousand soldiers maintaining routine security across the capital, nearly thirty thousand troops were concentrated here.
At this moment, the entire Siobeth District was filled with blaring alarms—the highest level of alert. Tens of thousands of Marleyan soldiers were jolted awake from all states, scrambling to locate their units and prepare for battle.
Outside Siobeth, within several streets, thousands of fully armed Eldian Revival Army soldiers were already hidden in place, red scarves tied around their arms.
Serena calmly waited for the right moment. But the Eldian soldiers under her command were far less composed. A young soldier, sweat dripping from his forehead, clutched his rifle and nervously approached Serena, stammering:
"Boss… can we really do this? There are tens of thousands of Marleyan troops here. With just our two thousand Revival Army soldiers… can we really take them down?"
Serena glanced at the nervous subordinate and smiled.
"Our Eldian Revival Army isn't fighting alone."
Young soldier: "Huh??"
Above their heads, in the night sky, sharp bursts of gas propulsion suddenly erupted—pssh! pssh!—accompanied by fierce rushing winds.
The young Eldian soldier looked up in astonishment. Under the moonlight, countless dark figures swept overhead. The sound of gas propulsion filled the air. They moved too fast for him to see clearly—only the flashing reflections of long objects on their arms dazzled his eyes.
Click—the trigger was pulled. Steel cables shot out, embedding deeply into the wall of a building, allowing the tall figure to perform a smooth and elegant mid-air spin before landing steadily in a half-crouch atop the rooftop.
As Jean Kirstein slowly stood up, the Wings of Freedom emblem on his uniform became clearly visible. More and more Survey Corps soldiers soared onto the rooftops using Vertical Maneuvering Equipment. One by one, soldiers clad in Wings of Freedom uniforms rose in the darkness—their presence oppressive in the night.
Click! Jean fixed the Thunder Spear in his hand and said solemnly:
"Prepare for battle!"
Floch took a deep breath, gripping the dagger in his hand tightly.
Next… it was up to him.