After the horrific explosion, everything seemed to have returned to calm. Just when all the demons thought that this nightmare was over, another identical shell landed on the demon garrison's position.
When people face hell for the first time, they are desperate. When they face hell for the second time, even despair may have become a luxury hope.
The terrible explosion once again swallowed up everything in the crater. Because the impact point of the shell was very close, this new crater squeezed the other crater into a crescent shape.
The ground trembled in the explosion, and the corpses of many demons were instantly buried by falling gravel and rubble.
It was as if the whole world was shaking, and it took a lot of effort to even stand up. The demon soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were wandering around the completely abandoned position without their helmets and armor, unable to hear the voices of others shouting, just like that
He staggered forward like a lonely ghost.
Only five thousand kilometers away from here, on the calm sea, a huge fleet was moving forward.
The battleships made of thick steel plates are uniformly painted gray, and the white hull numbers are spotless. You can tell at a glance that they have been recently painted.
On the other side of the fleet, on the distant coastline, there are huge chimneys billowing with black smoke. This is an important production base for Devil and one of the largest industrial cities in the southern region.
Originally, most of the demons in the southern region followed Arisia, preferring to live a good life and surrender to the Elanthir Empire.
It's just that the demons here are a different kind. They are unwilling to surrender to Elan Hill. They still worship the origin of magic and regard that magical energy as their belief.
As a result, Admiral Lawens led the main fleet of the Airan Hill Empire Navy southward, with orders to destroy the belief in the devil in this city, or destroy the opponent's body!
"Buzz..." Along with the friction of the machinery and the sound of the motor working, the No. A turret began to rotate slowly on the deck of a battleship over 250 meters long.
Subsequently, behind the turret, turret B also began to rotate. The two 500 mm caliber cannons on the turret were already pointing at the distant land.
At the same time, behind the battleship, the No. X turret and the No. Y turret were also rotating, pointing the artillery in the direction of the coastline.
Behind this battleship, another battleship of the same level has also aimed all eight cannons at the front and rear at the enemy in the distance.
Behind it is the third battleship of the same class. The large-caliber artillery on the battleship is also pointed at the same place.
On the other artillery cruisers protecting the battleship, the large and small artillery pieces have also raised their barrels.
"Boom!" On the first battleship, the two cannons on turret A roared, and then the cannon on turret B spurted out tongues of flame.
Then came the artillery on the Y turret, and then the artillery on the X turret. In short, the first salvo of the Airansil Empire fleet started this morning.
The 500mm-caliber cannon opened fire first, followed closely by artillery pieces of other calibers that began to pour their shells.
Shells like raindrops fell on the city that had just been bombed a few days ago. The port in Devil City and the docks inside the port were enveloped by the explosion in less than a second.
It was a real rain of steel, large and small artillery shells, which suddenly broke the tranquility of the entire city, causing the city that had just been bombed by human bombers a few days ago to once again fall into a sea of fire.
Who would have thought that these small devil's workshops could easily resume production after the bombing, and even increase their production capacity slightly...
It's a pity that this time, the fleet of the Airan Hill Empire has arrived. The ammunition carried by these warships is much more than that carried by the bomber group.
A shell knocked down a slender masonry chimney at an angle, causing the chimney to break in half and smash into the building next to it.
Magic defense barriers began to light up in some places in the city, but these magic defense barriers did not seem to play any defensive role.
Just as the cannonballs were flying around, a demon blacksmith hung the last piece of armor he had made on the wall.
This is his job. He has to provide armor to the soldiers on the front line and repair their old armor.
He looked at the black smoke rising from the explosion in the distance, mixed with the black smoke coming out of the chimneys, and sat back in front of his stove.
When he picked up the hammer at his feet again, preparing to forge a new pair of armor, the sound of tearing the air was getting closer and closer to the blacksmith workshop where he was.
Before he could make any move to lie down, a 127mm naval gun shell crashed through the roof of the blacksmith workshop.
Broken tiles, soil, and sawdust fell one after another, and the whole room was filled with a mist of dust.
"..." The demon blacksmith held the hammer in his hand and stared at the cannonball stuck in the ground only two steps away from him with wide eyes. His face turned pale with fear.
At this moment, he couldn't even stand up and run away, because his legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up.
To his relief, the shell did not explode, which was the only reason he could survive until now.
He swallowed, finally gathered some strength, stood up from his position slowly, and walked towards the door even more slowly.
The moment he opened the door, another cannonball fell at the door. It almost touched the toes of the poor devil blacksmith and was inserted into the soil at the door.
Before the demon could react, the cannonball that fell behind exploded, and countless shrapnel shredded the demon blacksmith's body.
The cannonball in the room may have exploded due to the vibration, or it may be that the delay fuse reached its end and eventually exploded.
Two explosions occurred one after another, completely engulfing this small blacksmith shop. In this city, there were many, many similar things happening at the same time.
The bombardment of battleships on the sea still continued, and Genesis even intended to let the Navy use artillery shells to solve the problem because cruise missiles were more expensive.
Those in stock, countless, cheap, and powerful artillery shells played a requiem for the devil.
The echoes of the shells falling and exploding in the city formed beautiful music, inspiring every Airan Hill naval officer and soldier who was fighting.
