It's a pity that the god puppets are not real magicians after all. They are not real people after all, and they do not have certain abilities given to humans by heaven.
In this magical world, humans, dwarves, orcs and even animals have the ability to absorb the energy essence between heaven and earth, which is magic.
However, God Puppet has no way to do this. Even if they have their own thinking, they can fight more powerfully, but the way to use magic is very single.
In other words, they can only consume the magic energy stored in their bodies, just like an electric remote control car. After using up the battery in its body, it can only stop and cannot continue to move at all.
The same goes for god puppets. If they use up the magic energy stored in their bodies, they will be incapable of action and will be of no use at all.
No matter how sophisticated the processing industry of the Ailanhir Empire is, allowing these god puppets to store twice or even three times more magical energy, it cannot guarantee their free movement for a long time. What's more, they are facing such a high level of power.
Intense fighting situation!
Therefore, after frequently using energy shocks, these god puppet clones of Chris knew that their fighting time was running out.
There is really not much left! Because they can only rely on the magic crystals carried in their bodies to support themselves. This energy is not much, and it cannot support them in a long-term battle.
God Puppet Clone No. 04 knows that in this situation, they need to make good use of their other advantages.
So he looked at the God Puppet No. 03 beside him, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I blow myself up, will it affect the two princesses over there?"
"Probably not! The power of our self-destruction is not as powerful as nuclear weapons, and is about the same as cloud bombs!" God Puppet No. 03 thought about it seriously, and then answered.
"If we want to self-destruct, we need to hurry up. The more magic energy we consume in the body, the less powerful the self-destruction will be." Another god puppet clone No. 02 on the other side did not seem to take his own life seriously.
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The technology developed by the Puppet Empire was originally to use puppets to replace magicians to die on the battlefield. These puppets have an indifferent view of the concept of death and have no feeling of cherishing their lives at all.
In the eyes of these god puppets, completing combat missions is the most important thing, which is why there are so many god puppets who fly spaceships hundreds of light years away to die without fear of death.
"Then let's start from me!" God Puppet No. 04, who lost an arm, sneered and said, "I hope my sacrifice can buy more time for others."
"Your sacrifice will not be wasted." God Puppet No. 03 had no intention of stopping it and said, "We will make good use of this opportunity and continue to analyze until we come up with a way to destroy the source of magic."
While they were talking, the strong wind had already blown away the smoke caused by the explosion, and the blazing energy group from the source of magic was struggling and squirming in the large pit formed by the explosion, vaporizing part of the surrounding soil.
Yes, vaporization! It's as if that ball of energy has a high temperature of hundreds of millions of degrees, and everything around it is directly swallowed up and vaporized.
Although he had just been hit by three energy shocks, the source of magic did not seem to care about such a level of attack. He continued to expand his body and strengthen the pure magic energy.
This monster, which itself was formed by magic, simply became a ball of terrifying magic after suppressing its own thoughts.
Therefore, magic attacks can only disrupt the progress of his devouring the surrounding magic energy, but they cannot prevent him from expanding himself bit by bit.
It seems that he is invincible in this regard, because those powerful missiles cannot defeat him, and magic will only make him stronger little by little.
If I had known the current situation, I should have used a nuclear bomb to clean up Withollands directly!
Of course, this is also the most incompetent hindsight. Before the battle began, no one could have imagined that such a difficult situation would arise.
The battle has reached this point, which has exceeded everyone's expectations. Now that the origin of magic has fought with many masters on the magic continent, it is inappropriate to think about using any thunderous means.
Dozens of kilometers away, in the bridge of the flagship of the Sky Fleet, Waggron has considered launching an attack with a nuclear bomb more than once.
After all, it is space magic. Even if a nuclear bomb attacks directly, it will not damage the interior of the space magic. In his opinion, finding a way to break the shell of this space magic is the top priority.
"Are you ready for the nuclear bomb?" He asked the captain of the Sky 1 sky battleship standing next to him in a serious tone.
The captain's expression became more solemn and he answered: "Your Excellency, Marshal, the 300,000-ton tactical nuclear warhead is ready... ready to be launched at any time."
"Then..." Wageron finally made up his mind and prepared to use nuclear weapons.
"Marshal! Someone on the staff side came up with another idea." At this critical moment, an officer broke into the bridge and handed a document to Wageron.
Wageron snatched the document bitterly and read it with a frown. Then he crumpled the document into a ball and threw it at his feet: "Those damn staff officers... canceled the nuclear bomb launch procedure! Damn it.
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As he spoke, he grabbed the intercom: "Let General Medias and General Heidi Canon find a way to confirm...whether the interior of the space magic is already a complete broken space!"
"If so, it means that the two imperial concubines, as well as the Dragon Emperor... have all been killed in the battle." He shouted irritably into the intercom: "If it can be confirmed... then we have to prepare for a bigger attack."
A powerful attack."
"A more powerful attack?" Waggron's adjutant widened his eyes and looked at Waggron.
"Put me through His Majesty the Emperor... I want to personally apply for permission to use all nuclear warheads." Wageron closed his mouth, snorted a long breath through his nostrils, and said with a cold face.
Although there are not many nuclear bombs left, these nuclear bombs are enough to completely turn the entire Withollands and surrounding areas into a sterile zone.
In human history, there is no terrible precedent of repeated use of nuclear weapons against the same city.
You know, the city that only suffered one nuclear bomb was completely destroyed. After reconstruction, it was renamed Ironforge... But now, Whitholans seems to be wiped out by dozens or even hundreds of nuclear warheads!