Even though they had raised a magic defense barrier, they still paid a heavy price.
In just an instant, these demon soldiers were roasted into charcoal. The skin of hundreds of demons was stuck to the melted armor due to the temperature.
Even though he was at the end of his rope, the power of magic was still unquestionable. He stood in the temple square of Witholans, single-handedly resisting the two armies attacking from the Eilanhir Empire.
Yes, one is the 1st Armored Army of the Airanshir Empire Expeditionary Force, and the other is the 2nd Army of the Demon Servant Army! Tens of thousands of troops, hundreds of artillery and a Bulkland Fortress to support the attack!
Coupled with the hundreds of aircraft launched by the Air Force, the offensive force of the Airan Hill Empire is almost at the level of an army group!
Such a large amount of military power was actually blocked by one person. For the senior commanders of the Airanhill Empire, it was simply unimaginable!
In the past, they could easily repel their opponents as long as they invested a regiment or even a battalion of troops. Whether it was offensive or defensive, the troops of the Airanhill Empire often operated at the company and platoon level.
But today, they lost two battalions of troops within just an hour after the attack began! A full 1,000 soldiers were killed, and thousands more were injured!
Even though most of the losses were from demon servants, the Airanhill Empire had not experienced the loss of so many soldiers in one day for a long time.
The officers at various headquarters are a little impatient. Their attacks are being blocked and their losses are gradually increasing.
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"Hello? Hello! Hello! Yes! Yes! Are you sure?" Holding the phone, the artillery commander on the Bulkerland loudly questioned the news returned from the front-line observation post.
They saw the area where the magic attack was launched, and the ballistic radar also cooperated with the computer, and probably analyzed the same result.
Then, the artillery commander who had confirmed the news grabbed another phone and loudly ordered: "Aim at the temple! The source of the enemy's attack is there! The coordinates use the fourth edition of the city map, 66-66! No
Wrong! The center! Fire immediately!"
"Fire!" The artillery commander shouted loudly from the tail end of the almost completely enclosed 800 mm caliber cannon without even hanging up the phone.
"Boom!" Above Bulkland Fortress, two heavy artillery pieces with the largest caliber in human history produced by Ironforge roared, firing huge cannonballs more than two meters long.
The shell, which was heavier than a car, roared across a distance of 15 kilometers and crashed into the Temple of the Origin of Magic in Withollands.
If this shell hits there, the entire main building of the temple will almost cease to exist.
Seeing the huge cannonball falling from the sky, the source of magic waved his arm again. The next second, on the path of the 800mm caliber cannonball, nearly a hundred layers of magic defense barriers lit up with light blue light.
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The cannonball was so powerful that it directly smashed dozens of magic defense barriers, and then exploded on the surface of another new layer of magic defense barriers.
Just like a small nuclear bomb, the explosion instantly shredded the magical defense barriers in the air. In just an instant, less than a thousandth of a second, the air and magical energy over there were distorted and destroyed by the explosion.
Not a bit is left.
The terrifying aftermath of the explosion caused the source of magic to condense more than ten layers of magic defense barriers in front of him, which was able to block the incoming shock wave.
However, just as he blocked the shock wave caused by the explosion of the cannonball, the temple of the origin of magic collapsed under the powerful shock wave.
The palace, which had been weakened by the bombing, finally collapsed under the heavy load.
The dust flying all over the sky obscured the view of the source of magic, and he had to fly into the sky to avoid the billowing smoke.
Furious, he once again used space magic to destroy an A-10 attack plane. The flames that exploded in the sky and the smoke on the ground complemented each other, creating a picture of the end of the world.
On the ground, more demonic servants of the Elanthir Empire are attacking. As if venting their suppressed fear, they are frantically attacking the demons controlled by the source of magic.
They really wanted to use victory to get rid of their fear of the origin of magic, so they launched a hysterical attack and did not give the demon defenders any chance to breathe.
Even though the source of magic once again floated into the air, waved his hands, condensed into two huge magic arrays, and used magic attacks to destroy another thousand-man phalanx of servants, these demonic servants did not flinch.
The magic source that succeeded in one attack suppressed the surging magic energy in his body, and threw fireball magic at another area occupied by the Airan Hill Empire with a black eagle flag hanging.
But this time, his attack was not so effective. One after another, the heavy armored grenadiers of the Airanhill Empire used magic defense barriers to protect themselves, and one blue defense barrier after another blocked the fireballs in the sky.
, protecting the soldiers behind.
The origin of magic looked even more ugly. He could not remain in such a god-like state forever. He had to rest, but the reality was before him. If he rested, the entire battlefield would collapse.
It was his presence and his support that allowed the demon defenders to barely hold on to the defense line. If he disappeared for a period of time, his soldiers would be annihilated!
"You all deserve to die! Damn it!" The source of magic was so angry that he targeted the distant Burkland. He put his two hands together, and then used a super huge fireball at Burkland.
In the distant Burklan Fortress, one magical defense barrier after another has been activated. With the aid of computer judgment, a thick defense system has been formed in the main direction of attack.
Seeing the fireball from the magic source shattering several layers of magic defense barriers, Medias, who was at the front-line command post, became serious. He did not expect that the magic source would be so powerful.
"Let... Bulkland Fortress retreat." Heidikanon also saw the fortress in a state of disarray under the attack of the magic source, so he persuaded.
"No need! We just have to consume him! Even if we only consume one ten thousandth of his strength, we must consume it!" Medias gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Because every time we consume a little bit of him
Strength is used to gain more chances of victory in the subsequent decisive battle!"