"I'm not willing! I'm not willing to stay here and wait to die! Take out the spare space magic equipment! Prepare to resist the next attack of Alan Hill!" The demon general who was ordered to stay in Ventilsa looked at the collapse.
city, he ordered angrily.
He knew that his master, the once arrogant but now scurrying Salux, had left here, abandoning tens of thousands of demons here like worn out shoes...
But he had no choice but to obey orders and stick to his post until death and destruction befell him.
With that deep unwillingness, he wanted to change his destiny here against the will of heaven - who doesn't have the ideal of the protagonist? Maybe today's battle in the floating city is the moment when he, the devil general, becomes famous!
As long as, as long as he shoots down his opponents, saves these demons, and reverses the situation of the war, he will be the hero among the demons. Maybe the origin of magic will promote him to the fourth prince, and maybe give him higher treatment!
He will likely become the overlord of this world, and he can do anything here! This is what he wants, this is what he pursues!
"General! The current magic energy liquid is very unstable... If you continue to use space magic rashly... maybe we will learn it first..." A demonic senior officer under his command stepped forward to dissuade him regardless of his own manners.
Everything here is collapsing, and the entire Ventilsa is on the verge of total destruction. There are collapsed buildings everywhere, cracked earth everywhere, escaping demons everywhere, and blood and blood everywhere.
rubble.
Compared to the Balmesil Empire where demons are raging, the current demon city of Ventilsa is more like hell - death and destruction are entangled, making it impossible to see any hope.
At this time, if they continue to use large-scale magic, their place may collapse due to huge magic fluctuations before the magic is cast.
"Then do you have any other better ways? At this time, even if you hold the idea of pulling the other party to death, it is better than just sitting and waiting for death?" The demon general interrupted his men desperately and asked coldly.
road.
"Continue the bombardment! Delay as much time as possible! Open the magic defense barrier! Even if it lasts for one more second, we must persist! We can't admit defeat here... At least, I can't admit defeat here!" He said as he walked towards
door.
Outside the door, he raised his head, looked at the enemy's floating battleship in the distance, and said again: "Gather all the remaining flying demons in the city... Prepare to attack the enemy as a last resort.
Battleship assault!"
This is the character of demons. Even when there is no way out, they still have the determination to fight and can fight to the last moment.
"Chirp!" Not far from him, a huge magic cannon from a magic array sprayed out thick energy bombs, flying rapidly towards the distant Airanthil floating battleship.
In a distant place, on Airan Hill's floating battleship Sky One, Chris looked down at the target at his feet without any mercy: "Keep firing!"
Following his order, all the artillery on the battleship erupted with tongues of fire again. A new salvo, and countless shells once again fell on the nearly collapsed city of Ventilsa.
The magic defense barrier, which was about as small as a fishing net, could not provide any decent defense at all. More than half of the cannonballs in Airan Hill could pass through smoothly, and only a few of the cannonballs exploded near the barrier.
On the other side, Ailan Hill's magical defense barrier, which had been charged to over 50%, once again regained its vitality, blocking the few magic cannonballs.
These shells hit the magic defense barrier that had restored 50%, and were intercepted again. The magic defense barrier has a better interception effect on magic attacks, so this round of demon attacks did not cause any substantial damage to Sky One.
of damage.
On both sides of the battlefield, the human fighter units also began to crush the demon's air force. The battle line gradually advanced in the direction of Ventilsa. Many human missiles missed the target and directly hit Ventilsa.
The dilapidated city walls of Sana'a.
"The interception was successful! Not a single magic cannonball hit the battleship armor!" The magician who had been operating the battleship's magic defense barrier shouted excitedly.
His shouts echoed throughout the combat command bridge, mixed with various reports from personnel in other departments.
The bridge was busy, and Chris knew that he had a guaranteed victory! The enemy has not continued to use space magic until now, which means that the cost of this magic is quite huge and cannot be used anytime and anywhere.
As long as this kind of magic cannot be used continuously, he will have a way to win the war. In a few minutes, even if the opponent has the ability to use space magic again, there will be no chance to change the situation of the battle.
"The numbers just calculated... 3 soldiers were killed in cabin No. 6, 2 were seriously injured, and 14 were slightly injured." The officer who counted the battle losses finally tallied up the losses caused by the penetration of cabin No. 6. The figures
Very detailed.
"The losses in the remaining places that were penetrated are still being counted... Your Majesty." He stood at attention and saluted, and handed the statistical document to Chris.
Chris nodded, then handed the document back to the other party, and ordered: "The safety of the wounded must be ensured! The lives of soldiers cannot be wasted just because treatment is not timely!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" The damage control officer stood at attention and saluted again, turned around and walked back to his command post.
On the other side, the commander of the air defense force also reported the latest air defense situation: "Report! Your Majesty! The anti-aircraft missile and close-in artillery units have shot down 4 enemy planes trying to approach our ship... The interception rate is 100%!"
Chris nodded, then looked at the commander of the artillery unit, and said, "Continue the bombardment! I will completely sink this devil's city today!"
"Boom!" "Boom!" The response to his order was the roar of the 500 mm caliber cannon.
These artillery shells hit the city of Ventilsa like meteorites, bombarding craters one after another inside - this is really no exaggeration, a 500 mm caliber cannon was created by the explosion of a shell
The crater is almost the same size as a football field.
"Boom!" Another place where countless magic energy liquids were stored exploded. This time, the collapse caused by it affected the giant floating magic circle below Ventilsa.
Part of the foundation depicting the magic circle collapsed and collapsed, some runes began to lose their luster, and some depicting magic circles also broke, shattered and disappeared.
With the destruction of these magic arrays, the entire Ventilsa began to tilt slightly, and during this tilting process, many magic towers that had been severely damaged and overwhelmed were broken at the waist and fell in the direction of the tilt.
Just judging from the flying state, Ventilsa is not far away from completely falling - this city flying in the sky has no power to fight back now, and it is just relying on its huge size to hold on there.
That’s all.
Compared with the orderly and extremely fast volleys of artillery fire from Ailanthir, Ventilsa's magic defense was like a sieve, and the magic cannon's counterattack had long since lost its momentum.
Originally, there were hundreds of magic cannons that could fire back, but now, they are continuously covered by shells, and there are only a few of these magic cannons left.
"Are you not ready yet? Our height has already begun to drop!" The demon general who stood firm in the city of Ventilsa looked at the dark figures under his men and asked, "How long will it take?"
"Sir! It still takes a few minutes to prepare... But do you really want to use that kind of magic again?" A black figure trembled and asked nervously.
The current situation, especially the extent of Ventilsa's collapse, does not allow any more powerful magic to be stimulated.
Forcibly using high-level magic, the shock caused by the magic will make this floating city on the verge of destruction irreversible.
"Let them activate magic immediately! It will be too late!" The Demon General ordered without even thinking: "For the origin of magic! We must win this war!"
"Yes! Sir!" Knowing that the other party had made up his mind, Black Shadow did not dare to continue to persuade him, so he could only grit his teeth and go to convey the order.
"You go too! Use your life to add splendor to this great demonic victory!" Glancing at the other demonic general beside him, the leading demonic general's tone was full of righteousness: "If I fail,
Then let’s return to the embrace of the origin of magic together!”
"For the origin of magic!" The demon general did not hesitate. He nodded and spread his flesh wings behind him, flying towards the magic tower where the space magic generating device was located.
A few minutes later, amidst the huge explosions and screams, a surge of magical energy began to surge fiercely in Ventilsa, which had begun to tilt.
Chris, who was sitting on the Sky No. 1 floating battleship, felt the dangerous aura. He frowned and ordered: "Enhance the magic defense barrier to the maximum! The battleship climbs up immediately! All participating troops... evacuate! Artillery
The volley continues!”
"Hoo!" The floating magic array under the floating battleship Sky One increased in brightness at a speed visible to the naked eye. The huge boosters installed around the edge also began to emit tail flames. The entire floating battleship moved at the fastest speed.
Raising one's height.
The Airland Hill Air Force, which had been fighting with the Demon Air Force just now, began to break away from the battle at this moment, turning on the afterburners and running wildly farther away.
At the same time as these fighter jets retreated, all the large-caliber artillery on both sides of the Airan Hill floating battleship opened fire again, firing out dense shells.
