One Thousand One Hundred and Forty-Three Wars of Attrition

Even though they had raised the magic defense barrier, they still paid a heavy price.

In just an instant, these demon soldiers were roasted into coke. The skins of hundreds of demons were glued to the melted armor due to the temperature.

Even if it is at the end of the road, the strength of magic is still unquestionable. He stood on the temple square in Whithorans, and with his own strength, he resisted the forces of the two armies attacking by the Alan Hill Empire.

Yes, one is the 1st Armored Army of the Empire Expeditionary Army of Ireland Hill, and the other is the 2nd Army of the Demon Servants! Tens of thousands of troops, hundreds of artillery pieces and a Burkeland fortress supporting the attack!

Coupled with the hundreds of planes taken off by the air force, the offensive force of the Alan Hill Empire is almost at the level of the group army!

So many troops were blocked by one person. For the senior commanders of the Alan Hill Empire, it is simply unimaginable!

In the past, as long as they put in a regiment or even a battalion, they could easily repel their opponents. Whether it is offense or defense, the troops of the Alan Hill Empire often operate in units of companies and platoons.

But today, they lost two battalions of troops in just one hour after the offensive began! A full 1,000 soldiers were killed, and thousands more were wounded!

Even if most of the losses were demon servants, the Alan Hill Empire hadn't experienced the loss of so many soldiers in one day for a long time.

The officers of the various commands are a little impatient, their offensive is being blocked, and their losses are gradually increasing.

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"Hello? Hello! Hello! Yes! Yes! Are you sure?" Clutching the phone, the artillery commander on Bulkeland loudly questioned the news sent back from the front-line observation post.

They had seen the area where the magic attack was launched, and the ballistic radar had also cooperated with the computer to roughly analyze the same result.

Ever since, the artillery commander who had confirmed the news grabbed another phone and ordered loudly: "Aim at the temple! The source of the enemy's attack is there! The coordinates use the fourth edition of the city map, 66-66! No Wrong! Central part! Fire now!"

"Fire!" The artillery commander yelled loudly at the end of the almost completely closed 800mm cannon without even hanging up the phone.

"Boom!" On the Burkeland Fortress, two ironforge heavy artillery with the largest caliber in human history roared, firing huge shells more than two meters long.

The shell, which was heavier than a car, roared and flew over a distance of 15 kilometers, crashing into the Temple of the Origin of Magic in Whithorns.

If this shell hits there, the main building of the entire temple will almost cease to exist.

Seeing the huge cannonball falling from the sky, the source of magic waved his arm again. In the next second, on the route of the 800mm caliber shell falling, nearly a hundred layers of magical defense barriers lit up with light blue light.

The shell directly shattered dozens of magic defense barriers with force, and then exploded on the surface of another new magic defense barrier.

Just like a small nuclear bomb, the explosion instantly shattered the magical defense barriers in the air. In just an instant, less than a thousandth of a second, the air and magical energy over there were distorted and destroyed by the explosion. Nothing left.

The terrifying aftermath of the explosion caused the source of magic to condense more than ten layers of magic defense barriers in front of him, only in this way could it barely block the incoming shock waves.

However, just as he blocked the shock wave formed by the explosion of the shell, the temple of the source of magic collapsed under the powerful shock wave.

The palace, which had already been tossed by the bombing and was no longer strong, finally collapsed more than half of the overwhelmed.

The dust flying all over the sky obscured the vision of the source of magic, and he had to fly into the sky to avoid the churning smoke.

Furious, he used space magic again,

Destroy an A-10 attack aircraft. The flames that exploded in the sky and the smoke on the ground reflected each other, forming a picture of the end of the world.

On the ground, more demon servants of the Alan Hill Empire are attacking. They seem to be venting their repressed fear, and frantically attack the demons controlled by the source of magic.

They really wanted to use victory to get rid of their fear of the origin of magic, so their hysterical attack did not give the demon defenders a chance to breathe.

Even if the source of magic floated in the air again, waved his hands, condensed into two huge magic circles, and used magic attacks to destroy another phalanx of thousands of servants, these demon servants did not flinch.

The magic source that succeeded in one blow suppressed the surging magic energy in his body, and threw fireball magic at another area occupied by the Alan Hill Empire with a black eagle flag hanging.

But this time, his attack was not so effective. One after another, the heavy armored grenadiers of the Ilan Hill Empire used the magic defensive barriers to protect themselves, and one blue defensive barrier after another blocked the fireballs in the sky and protected the soldiers behind.

The face of the source of magic is even more ugly. It is impossible for him to maintain such a state close to a god forever. He had to rest, but the reality was in front of him. If he took a rest, the entire battlefield would collapse.

It was his existence and his support that allowed the demon defenders to barely hold the line of defense. If he disappears for a while, his soldiers will be wiped out!

"Damn you all! Damn it!" The source of magic locked his attack target on Burkeland in the distance, he put his two hands together, and then used a super huge fireball at Burkeland.

As for the Burkeland Fortress in the distance, one magic defense barrier after another has been activated, and under the assisted judgment of the computer, a thick defense system has been formed in the main incoming direction.

Seeing that the fireball from the source of magic shattered several layers of magic defense barriers, Medias, who was at the frontline command post, became serious. He also did not expect that the source of magic would be so powerful.

"Let...Bulkeland Fortress retreat." Heidi Kanon also saw the fortress's distressed appearance under the attack of the magic source, so he persuaded.

"No need! We just want to consume him! Even if it only consumes one ten-thousandth of his power, it must be consumed!" Medias gritted his teeth and said: "Because every little bit of his power we consume Power is all for the subsequent decisive battle to gain more chances of winning!"