One Thousand One Hundred and Forty-Two the Origin of Magic Like a God

"Bah..." After a while, when the demon veteran's consciousness had begun to blur, there was a clear gunshot from downstairs. It seemed that the demon recruit who broke his leg in the ruins of the stairs was also killed.

The demon veteran lowered his head in despair, and then the boundless darkness swallowed all his thoughts.

Just as he died, on the square full of bomb craters in the demon temple in the distance, the source of magic was using magic to attack the Alan Hill attack planes hovering above his head.

The source of magic, which has powerful magical abilities, uses energy shocks to attack those flexible planes, but the effect is actually not very good.

Because you can only aim at the target with your senses and eyes, even the powerful impact of magic energy often cannot accurately hit those difficult aircraft.

This is just like the battleships in the World War II era. When facing the planes coming from the air attack, there are dozens of anti-aircraft guns in the sky, but they suffer from the lack of guidance from the fire control radar, so they can only waste shells helplessly.

However, even so, the battle of the origin of magic did create unprecedented troubles for the attacking troops of the Alan Hill Empire... and it was still a big trouble!

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"Dive! Dive!" In the small cabin, the pilot's earphones were filled with crazy commands.

Outside the transparent cockpit canopy, one A-10 attack plane followed by another has already started a dive attack.

These planes carried heavy bombs, and their wings made a chilling whistling sound in the wind, as if vultures were hovering over the dry corpses.

The roar of the engine, accompanied by the continuously descending altimeter in front of him, stimulated the brain nerves of every pilot. They dropped TV-guided bombs one after another at the target, then pulled up their planes as the bombs exploded.

Of course, because of the existence of the origin of magic, every attack by the air force attack aircraft unit of the Alan Hill Empire has to take great risks.

"Pay attention to the rangefinder! Pay attention to the rangefinder! Be careful of space magic!" A pilot raised his plane and loudly reminded his comrades to be careful.

His reminder was not unfounded, because just now, only two or three kilometers away from the Temple of Withorans, a space magic like broken glass suddenly appeared in the air.

The two A-10 attack planes didn't react, and directly hit the glass-like space magic barrier. They exploded and crashed in an instant, and the pilots in the planes didn't even have a chance to parachute.

Afterwards, the battle between the two sides entered into a state of desperation. Those Alan Hill Empire pilots who retreated when they encountered space magic in the past, this time started round after round of attacks without fear of death.

Some bombs hit the space magic barrier directly, and exploded in the air, bursting into clusters of gorgeous fireworks.

Some bombs passed through the edge of the space magic defense barrier and directly hit the demon temple protected by magic.

And then... the pilots of the attack planes of the Alan Hill Empire, who were already red-eyed, controlled their own planes and killed them to the other side of the space magic through these gaps.

They continued to aim and drop bombs. The bombs penetrated the ordinary magic defense barrier and blew up the already damaged stone pillars of the temple.

"Pull up! Pull up!" A pilot watched his comrades control the A-10 attack aircraft to recover the altitude, but was hit by an anti-aircraft gun on the ground on the tail.

The A-10 attack plane dragged a long black smoke and hit a huge incoming magic fireball, and then turned into a mass of shattered flames.

He pulled his joystick to let his plane avoid the incoming ground anti-aircraft fire, and then he pushed the joystick and dived into the bombing route again.

This time, he pointed the nose at the main building of the temple, which was well preserved, only some edges were destroyed by bombs.

He pressed the bomb button while diving,

Then he drove the plane sideways to give way to his own route.

Because of the inertia, the bomb fell to the magnificent building on the ground along a beautiful parabola.

Just as it was about to hit the target, a powerful energy shock struck from the ground, hit the bomb, and completely destroyed it.

The explosion of the bomb also dissipated the impact formed by this magical energy, and a huge explosion bloomed in the air, like a ball of fireworks.

The source of magic stood on the square in the center of the temple, his body was wrapped in a violent current because of magic. Because he is constructed by magic, those powerful magic, under his control, can be said to be unprecedentedly terrifying.

And because of his sufficient magic power, he can even squander those advanced magic that ordinary people dare not use easily. Energy impacts this level of magic, and the source of magic is actually used as a shell to intercept those incoming bombs and missiles.

At the same time, he is still maintaining the constantly changing space magic a few kilometers away! Stop and shoot down those planes that keep coming.

"You...you are looking for your own death!" His voice echoed on the battlefield, and the magical energy flew up to a height of 10,000 meters in his voice.

A B-52 bomber that was dropping bombs pierced through its wings with this energy. Due to the tearing of the airflow, the wings of the bomber were damaged and fractured, and then the entire plane lost its balance, spun and began to fall.

"Boom!" A 283 mm caliber heavy artillery shell fell in front of the face of the magic source, and the huge explosion was blocked by his magic defense barrier, twisting into a strange C-shaped shock wave.

The blocked direction is where the source of magic stands. There were hundreds of magic defense barriers in front of him, but most of them were destroyed by the violent explosion just now.

The remaining magic defense barriers are also crumbling, as if they will be broken down at any time. But the source of magic didn't care, because so many magic defense barriers appeared in front of him in an instant.

"Annoying maggots! Ants!" The source of magic waved its two arms irritably, and two huge magic circles appeared in the air. As if two magic portals had been opened, the two magic circles shot out countless fireballs, covering a block of Wethorlands.

The wreckage of the building covered with the eagle flag was instantly shattered by these fireballs, and a thousand-man phalanx of a demon servant army that was organizing an attack was engulfed by the rain of fireballs just as it unfolded.

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