Chapter: 89

The golden coastline of France, one of the five key beaches to visit.

The sand on the golden coastline beach is extremely fine, thus, under the reflection of the sun, it sparkles like gold. The palm trees along the coast also make for a pleasant tourist and leisure spot.

At this moment, the sun is setting, and the sky is only adorned with a faint red afterglow, signaling the approach of a long night.

Along the coast, countless sandbags are piled up to form a fortress-like defense line. Thousands of German soldiers, donning steel helmets, guard the area, their heavy machine guns at the ready.

They all hold their breath, faces tensed, not a word spoken. The only sound to be heard is the rustling of the wind and the crashing of the waves.

It is as if a storm is about to arrive, calm yet heavy with a sense of impending slaughter.

"Has our elite tank division not arrived from the rear yet?" a German officer of the rank of colonel whispers to the communications officer beside him.

The communications officer swiftly replies, "Report, the rear division has been impeded by enemy airstrikes from the three-nation alliance and is unable to reach this coastal defense zone in time."

"Those damn allied forces! Notify all, hold this coastline at all costs, shoot any enemy landing on the beach - no matter what, we must hold out until the arrival of our tank division."

The German officer's command had not yet been completed, when he saw the communications officer staring in dumbstruck shock at the sea beyond the sandbags, with a young face pale and fearful.

The German officer immediately raised his head, following the gaze, and saw that on the darkening sea surface, dozens of warship vessels emerged, covering all the sea areas, with the lead battleship like a steel monster heading straight for the beach.

　　"They've come! They've come!!!"

　　'Kacha-'

　　At that moment, the coastal defenses echoed with countless German soldiers deep breathing, and then loading their weapons.

　　The large-scale landing war was officially here!

　　First was the distant artillery fire from the Allied forces, the battleships and warships aimed at the beach, with the roaring gunfire concentrated and indiscriminate destruction.

　　With full firepower, the coastal sand beach and the sky were brightly lit!

　　At this time, in the near waters of the Gold Coast, the battleship led the way in stopping on the sea surface, and the surrounding warships also followed and stopped, unable to move forward due to the water depth.

However, the purpose of deploying numerous warships was not to serve as the primary weapon for destroying enemy defenses, but rather as a means of transportation to ferry soldiers and provide cover for large scale combat troops landing on the beach.

As the dozens of ships docked, a steady stream of allied soldiers disembarked and boarded hundreds of small boats, surging toward the beach for the landing assault.

As soon as the allied soldiers set foot on the golden beach, the German defense line's fortifications immediately sprang into action, raining down a barrage of gunfire to turn the beach into a death zone. The allied soldiers could only advance by repeatedly throwing themselves forward, and blood soon stained the sea and sand red.

The beach landing campaign had barely begun, and it was already a war of attrition that claimed countless lives.

"Hmm, where's Kyle?" Fury scanned the deck of the battleship, only to realize that Kyle was nowhere to be found.

"Fury," a cold, steady voice suddenly called out. Fury looked up to see Kyle, dressed in black battle armor, standing tall on the highest lookout platform.

"Leave the rear command to me."

With a cold voice, Kyle leapt from the observation deck - fifty meters above the deck and nearly a hundred meters above the sea.

In the midst of Fury's horrified gaze, Kyle, donning a black suit of armor, suddenly extended demonic-like wings from his back as he plummeted from the high altitude. In an instant, he transformed from a freefall to a swift glide towards the shoreline.

The suit of armor, known as the Venom Armor, had unlocked the ability for winged transformation through symbiosis with a Blue Eagle. Unfortunately, the Venom Armor's growth was not yet sufficient for actual flight, but it was more than enough for high altitude gliding.

Kyle swooped and glided through the sky, swiftly traversing the shallow waters and sandy beaches, and silently infiltrated the German defensive stronghold at a height of ten meters.

Gazing down at the dense group of enemy soldiers with a cold expression, Kyle canceled the winged form of the Venom Armor and instead, in mid-air, reached for his waist and threw a piece of anti-magnetism downwards.

In the instant the anti-magnetic landing occurred, the gravity field within a twenty meter radius amplified by double. German soldiers within its range stumbled and fell to the ground in discomfort.

At the same time, Kyle also landed on the ground, rolling on the soft sand to dissipate his momentum. He had already grasped a sodium-carbon steel sword in his left hand. He rose to his feet like a beast, and charged towards the still-flaring blue flames of the machine gun.

With a swift sword strike, the German gunner and his weapon were cleanly severed in two.

"Enemy!" Struggling to rise, the German soldiers within the gravity field saw Kyle bathed in the blood of his comrades, swiftly approaching them with a blood-dripping long sword.

'Da-da-'

Countless bullets rained down upon Kyle's poison-resistant battle attire, all of them bouncing off, while those that landed on his right hand's gold-plated guard merely fell harmlessly with no sparks or sound.

"Venom, cover my entire body." Kyle murmured in a low voice, and in the next moment, the black strands of venom quickly covered his face and head above his neck, forming a demonic and fierce black mask.

Thus, the venom completely integrated with Kyle's body, covering him entirely, making him look more like a human-shaped demon!

Complete body coverage is the true form of symbiosis between the venom and the host! The power of the two can seamlessly integrate and flow smoothly, without increasing speed or strength, but it can be used perfectly!

The reason Kyle doesn't want to cover his entire body is that in this state, he becomes addicted to war and killing, cold and ruthless, both inside and out without any human sympathy.

But now, surrounded and under fire from the enemy, only by covering his entire body with the venom war armor can he maximize his combat power.

Kyle coldly dropped his right arm and allowed bullets to hit the demonic mask head-on, wielding his sword and cutting through the enemy ranks, or sending soldiers flying with his right fist, which was equipped with a magneto-gravitational amplifier, constantly harvesting the lives of enemy soldiers who fiercely resisted.

In just ten seconds, within the range of the magnetic gravity enhancement, dozens of well-equipped German soldiers were turned into mutilated corpses lying in a pool of blood.

The dark red blood dyed the black armor all over, and Kyle stepped on the bones of countless soldiers and moved forward, launching an endless frenzy of killing.