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665 iron railing

"Go put out the fire immediately! Use ice and water magic to put out the fire! Hurry!" A demon general stood under a magic tower that was constantly exploding, and ordered loudly to the demon soldiers passing by him.

He is the demon commander in charge of the nearby troops. Just now, he lost all the magic cannon turrets he commanded.

The magic cannon turrets installed on the high city walls, as well as some towering magic towers, had been affected by the explosions and were self-extinguishing one after another.

Explosions were happening everywhere, and the fires were completely out of control. The bombardment of Elanshir was very effective, and almost all the demonic weapons in the entire direction of Sestos were destroyed.

Even if there are still a few turrets left, they are completely unusable in the midst of a raging fire and may explode at any time. Who dares to use them?

What's more, with the ridiculous range of the magic cannon, it is impossible to counterattack the Elanthir fleet. Therefore, even if they can be used, these turrets are completely useless.

"Sestos has tilted!...Stabilize the floating magic array! There can't be any problems there! If there is another problem, Sestos will sink!" The demon general directed the firefighting in a frantic manner.

His demon troops are also desperately using water magic to extinguish the flames in front of them.

The billowing smoke covered half of the sky. Next to the collapsed building, Arisia swooped down and landed among the panicked demon soldiers.

She held the slender sword on her waist, and her blood-red armor was so bright and bright that it instantly stabilized the morale of the nearby demon soldiers.

Just listen to Arisia shouting loudly: "Isolate the area where the fire cannot be controlled! Concentrate your strength to deal with the parts that can be dealt with! If that doesn't work, use the magic cannon at the back to blast away the area where the fire and explosion occurred!"

"Your Majesty the Demon King! Why did you come here in person..." The demon general quickly knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and persuaded: "Your Majesty, please return to a safe place. Your subordinates will live and die together with their jurisdiction."

"The enemy's second attack will come soon. No matter what you do by then, it will be of no use."

Looking at the densely packed demon missiles that had risen in the sky, Arisia motioned to the other party to get up: "No need to kneel down, this round of attacks may be our last chance to attack..."

"No, Your Majesty...we..." The demon general who was kneeling on one knee did not get up, but still lowered his head to persuade.

"That's the last space magic device we can still use! If it breaks, we won't be able to stop that terrible attack." Arisia smiled and pressed her hand on the other person's shoulder: "

This war...we lost."

Although it hurts morale to say this at this time, and although it was not the last moment yet and there was no need to say that he would definitely lose, Arisia still said it.

Although she knew that the battle losses at this moment were actually not high and that she still had a large number of scattered troops fighting the enemy, she still said dejected words and admitted her defeat.

Because she has seen the outcome of this war. Even if she defeats these enemies that she cannot defeat here, the enemies that will come later will still be endless...

A problem that used to be faced by the people of the Magic Continent is now faced by Arisia. Her enemies are powerful and almost endless. This is a war she cannot win!

As he spoke, those demonic missiles that finally carried hope had gone away, and the space defense barrier protecting the entire Sestos on the other side finally returned to silence.

The invisible space rift disappeared, and the cannonballs that hit the invisible wall finally lost their hindrance.

The cannonballs that were torn apart by the space had disappeared, but the subsequent cannonballs were coming towards us again. The explosion that Sestos had just stopped began to make noise one after another.

In the distance, a demonic floating castle that happened to be on the trajectory was hit by a flying electromagnetic gun shell, exploded and disintegrated in the sky, and turned into a gorgeous flower.

Another demonic castle had fallen. It disintegrated in the air and exploded into fragments, some of which splashed onto the walls of Sestos. It also smashed a magic cannon that failed to explode.

"Why are we so unlucky..." Sitting in the prison cell, feeling the horrific explosion and vibration, the captured co-pilot of the Airan Hill reconnaissance plane complained with a sad face.

Opposite him, the captain and pilot walked around irritably. He didn't want to die like this. No one wanted to die here! No matter how good death is, it's better to live in peace, right?

Originally, they thought they would be instantly killed by a nuclear bomb, so at least they would not be tortured by the death process for too long.

But who would have thought that they would have been feeling the vibrations and explosions, sitting here waiting for ten hours.

So far, they have not died, nor have they been vaporized by the violent nuclear explosion. They are just experiencing this process of dying, which makes each of them miserable.

"It's better to have a good time." The captain and pilot who stopped were also very depressed, and shouted loudly to the empty corridor outside the prison: "If you have the guts, kill all the grandfathers! Don't care so much."

Just leave us here without asking!"

The navigator was convinced by his words, but there were indeed no demons outside to deal with them, and the guards here didn't know where they had gone.

The next second, a huge explosion sounded not far away, and the entire prison shook violently.

The few crew members who were standing finally managed to steady their feet by holding on to the wall. Before they had time to shake off the dust on their bodies, they stared at the iron bars of the cell in front of them with their mouths open and fell down.

The surrounding walls, including the railings, and the cell door next to the railings just fell outwards, leaving only a few crew members looking at each other.

"This...isn't considered a jailbreak?" the co-pilot asked awkwardly, but found that no one answered him.

The navigator didn't know what to do, so he turned to his superior, the pilot, and said: "Theoretically, it's safer for us to stay here. After all, there are demons outside who can easily kill us.

"

The captain and the pilot looked at the iron railings on the ground, and then at his subordinates: "Let's go out and take a look, maybe there is a chance... If we stay here, we can only wait to die! Look at this, there will be an explosion here.

Falling is bound to happen sooner or later, and I don’t want to be shot down again!”

"It's up to you..." Several people didn't have any opinions. After hearing this analysis, they immediately nodded their heads. Then, several dark figures ran out of the cell...


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