A magic dragon flaps its wings and roars to climb higher. It is an animal, so it is impossible to evolve the function of climbing quickly.
After all, as a dragon at the top of the food chain, it does not need to rise quickly to find prey, nor does it need to rise quickly to compete for its own territory.
In the past tens of thousands of years, it has been a powerful carnivore. As long as it passes by at low altitude, all living things around it will tremble and tremble, and they will not dare to move.
Unfortunately, now, it must face an ironclad fact: this era no longer belongs to it at all.
Those terrifying aircraft invented by humans have faster speeds, can fly higher, and have more powerful combat effectiveness.
These are all things it does not possess. It gradually loses the entire sky and can only tremble in the roar of the enemy (the roar of the engine).
Today, it has to fly into the sky again. Because the high-level magicians of the demon clan who control it hope that they will fight for the entire demon clan again!
"Roar!" A huge demonic dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the sky in the distance was also blocked by a black cloud at this time.
Everyone knows that that is not a black cloud, that is the bomber group of the Airan Hill Empire, that is a fatal and terrible disaster!
"Buzz..." In the sky above Withaus, the thick magic defense barrier gradually lit up, and dense anti-aircraft guns pointed at the sky.
Although I don't want to admit it, these technologies from humans are indeed more convenient and effective than ancient magic. At least, they are much more reliable than those magicians who throw fireballs into the sky.
A long-range air-launched cruise missile directly hit the magic defense barrier. Because magic crystals were installed inside, the resonance phenomenon caused by the explosion made the thick magic defense barrier very unstable.
Before the surface of the surrounding magic defense barrier could stabilize, the second cruise missile hit the barrier, distorting the ripples on it.
The ripples of the two explosions collided together, making the ripples spreading in circles more complicated.
One after another, the demonic dragons took off into the sky, and beside them were countless demonic bats.
The third cruise missile directly hit a demon dragon. In other words, it was a demon dragon that desperately used its body to block the deadly ammunition.
"Boom!" The huge explosion swallowed up this poor demon dragon and swept away all the surrounding demon bats.
That was hundreds of kilograms of high explosives. The power of the explosion was absolutely beyond imagination. With countless shrapnel in the air, the lethality was even greater.
You must know that those creatures that can fly in the sky actually don't have much ability to resist attacks. Most of them rely on agility to defeat their opponents. Once they become clumsy, they basically have little power to fight back.
Immediately afterwards, more explosions exploded on the magic defense barrier, and the entire magic defense barrier began to become less thick and strong.
At this time, the black clouds on the horizon came closer, and the dragon had climbed to a height of several thousand meters.
Although magic dragons can fly to an altitude of about 10,000 meters, their best fighting altitude is still around 4,000 to 6,000 meters...
So they were climbing very slowly, so slowly that a cruise missile broke through the magic defense barrier, and they had not yet climbed to an altitude of 7,000 meters.
The cruise missile that broke through the magic defense barrier passed directly through the loopholes in the magic defense barrier, and suddenly hit a building, exploding into countless fragments.
The ground trembled from the explosion, and some dust was knocked off many demonic buildings.
Further away, more cruise missiles flew here, as if they were going to turn the entire Demon Temple, Witholans, into ruins.
The violent explosion echoed in the air. The source of magic sitting on the throne looked at the useless mess at his feet and asked with a sneer: "What is this sound?"
How many years has it been? Tens of thousands of years? Or longer? As the largest and most majestic temple of the demon clan, how long has it been since Whitholans heard the trumpet of war?
However, today, someone actually launched an attack on this ancient and mysterious city! This is simply a shame, a shame that makes the origin of magic angry.
"Aren't you very eloquent? Tell me! What is going on?" The phantom of the origin of magic rubbed the armrest of the seat, overlooking the ministers who swore allegiance to him.
"The great source of magic...the enemy is attacking here..." A minister lowered his head and replied: "The news just came...a street was destroyed and suffered heavy losses!"
"Crack..." The minister who replied was squeezed by something, and then his body separated and fell on the main hall.
Black blood flowed along the uneven stone floor, and then seeped into the gaps.
"I don't want to hear the answer! You idiot!" The ethereal voice of the origin of magic sounded in the hall, floating like a ghost: "I am expressing my anger!"
"Didn't you say that the enemy would never appear in front of me? Didn't you say that we would definitely win?" The source of magic yelled angrily, making people shudder like a ghost.
"What about counterattack? Why do we allow the enemy to act recklessly against my temple? This is blasphemy! This is blasphemy against God!" When he shouted, another cruise missile hit the target, and the violent explosion once again shook the earth.
Then trembled.
As if something was strangling his throat, the voice of the source of magic suddenly stopped. And more explosions also continued at this time.
"You guys are a bunch of trash!" The source of magic shouted angrily again. As he shouted, several demon generals' heads fell to the ground.
He seemed to be a god in this hall, and the ants who knelt at his feet were unable to even struggle, and were simply like mud that he kneaded.
After venting enough, looking at the black blood splattering everywhere in front of him and the corpses lying on the ground, the source of magic once again thought of the devil he created: "Traitor!"
After snorting coldly, he looked at the demons who were lucky enough to survive: "Go! Drive away those enemies! If you can't do it, you don't have to come back!"
As if they had been granted amnesty, those demons hurriedly rolled out of the hall. But the terrible explosion still had no intention of stopping...——
There will be an update later, which is considered a supplementary update. You can watch it tomorrow morning.
