Vivian's god puppet clone has been injured, and she feels that if she continues to persist, she will only become more and more useless.
Therefore, like Chris's No. 04 God Puppet clone, Vivian's God Puppet clone swooped down and chose the simplest and crudest method of self-destruction.
At least, the self-destruction of God Puppet No. 04 just now seemed to be very effective. The explosion at least completely paralyzed the damn magic circle in the sky.
And the magic circle disappeared, from another perspective, it freed the Bulklan Fortress that had been bombarded beyond recognition by the energy shock.
The Bulklan Fortress, which has been broken into several sections and at least half of its surface buildings were damaged, looks extremely miserable now.
No one who originally moved to this city thought that this powerful super fortress filled with artillery and missiles would one day be pinned to the ground and beaten violently.
Therefore, due to the thick smoke billowing from the Bourkeland neighborhood where the ammunition depot exploded, soldiers who were killed by the blast were everywhere, as well as innocent civilians who were implicated.
There is no way, this kind of loss can only be borne by everyone in the Bulkland Fortress, and no one can escape.
Reluctantly standing up from the sloping ground, the commander of Bulklan Fortress put one hand on the edge of the map table and stood up with great effort.
His face was covered in blood, and the big-brimmed hat on his head had long since disappeared. He looked around, and there were corpses everywhere he saw.
Several officers, like him, reluctantly stood up from the sea of blood and corpses. Due to the huge explosion, the glass of the core bridge of Bourkeland Fortress had been shattered, and the armor protecting the bridge had been melted and twisted.
The fortress commander wiped his face covered with blood with his hand and ordered loudly: "Check the damage to the fortress! See how many weapons can be used!"
"More than seventy percent of the forts have been lost..." An officer leaned against the computer, panting heavily, and answered.
The officer's leg seemed to be broken, and his boots were twisted to an abnormal angle. However, he still insisted on staying on his seat, enduring the pain and answering his commander's questions.
"The airport has been completely destroyed, and all the aircraft have been lost." Another damage control officer said helplessly: "We have lost almost all combat power, and the fortress has been completely paralyzed."
"Where is the missile module?" The fortress commander continued to ask while forcefully pulling out a broken drawing pencil from his arm.
"The missile module closest to us is still responding..." After tapping twice on the computer, the damage control officer spoke back.
"Lock the target! Prepare to fire!" The commander took a breath because of the pain and ordered fiercely.
"Sir! If we continue to fire, we are likely to provoke a larger counterattack." The officer with a broken ankle warned.
"I know! Get ready to fire! Even if we fight to the last soldier! We will continue to fight!" the commander clenched his fists and stared at the cracked huge battlefield real-time display and said.
Because it is an LCD screen, the leakage has made one-third of the screen blurry, but in the remaining part, you can still see some external conditions.
At least, the damn magic falling from the sky has stopped, and the fortress is no longer attacked by magic falling from the sky.
Now, it was time for him to take revenge. After receiving the reply that everything was normal with the computer missile launcher, the fortress commander gave instructions: "The laser sighting device illuminates the target! Launch the missile!"
"The high-power laser sight begins to illuminate the target position...the missile is launched!" The officer who lost his ankle roared, and his fist hit the red button for launching the missile.
Then, all the missile bay covers of a densely packed vertical missile silo slowly opened, and one missile after another was ignited and started, spurting out dazzling fire, flying out of the missile silo, and rising rapidly.
After reaching an altitude of several hundred meters, these missiles suddenly began to dive, because the target they wanted to attack was actually less than two kilometers away.
As these missiles rose higher, Vivian's god puppet clone had hit the source of magic, and a huge explosion enveloped the even larger ball of magic energy.
Immediately afterwards, before the rising mushroom cloud dissipated, surface-to-surface missiles fell one after another, hitting the ground as if they were free, and the smoke from the explosion began to cover the sky and the sun.
Because they are emergency launches, these missiles can be said to be all-inclusive. The warheads they carry include cluster bombs and armor-piercing bombs, all of which are different.
And the explosion that shrouded the source of magic became all kinds of messy as these warheads fell.
"Beautiful, it's not easy to get some breathing space." The clone of God Puppet No. 02, which kept retreating, praised from the bottom of his heart while looking at the explosion in the distance.
He really didn't expect that the seemingly destroyed fortress could reinforce them at such a critical time.
In fact, because the attack is not magic, this series of explosions is more effective than imagined.
Because God Puppet No. 02 can clearly feel that the terrifying force that can even affect the operation of magic energy in his body has become chaotic amid the bombardment and explosion.
The interference of the rampant magic source on the magic energy in his body is weakening, which is a good sign for God Puppet No. 02.
However, Vivian's god puppet self-destructed, causing Vivian to lose part of her "mental power". Vivian was now dizzy and lost the ability to fight with high intensity in a short period of time.
After all, when a god puppet is first made, a part of the magician's mental power needs to be divided. After the god puppet is lost, it is inevitable that the body will be somewhat weak.
"Our losses here are getting bigger and bigger! If we don't think of a way, we may all die here!" Xuan Kong supported the weak Vivian, and Andrea shouted to the Dragon King anxiously.
The Dragon King did not expect that the origin of magic would be so difficult - he tried his best, but he could only parry but not fight back.
Obviously, the battle will continue. The source of magic has the upper hand at this moment. The failure of Ailan Hill or the Magic Continent seems to be close at hand.