One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Five Cannot Be Reinforced

Wagron is also very anxious now. He has already learned that the Burkeland Fortress has been cut off in the middle.

The fortress city suffered heavy losses, and Wagron did not dare to risk the entire sky fleet.

Because this fleet is not only the most powerful air force of the Alan Hill Empire, but also the ultimate weapon that carries the nuclear strike of the Alan Hill Empire.

Once something goes wrong with these sky battleships, almost half of the nuclear strike force of the Alan Hill Empire will be lost! This is not what he, the marshal, can bear, nor is it what the Alan Hill Empire can bear.

Therefore, he could only wait anxiously outside the battle circle, using all his firepower to continuously knock on the space barrier near the battlefield.

"Boom!" The huge turret was still roaring, and the shells fired by the electromagnetic gun flew to the distance with great force, and hit the broken crack in the space in an instant, turning into a piece of scrap iron and rolling to the ground.

However, even so, the sky fleet is still bombarding non-stop, as if it never thought of stopping.

"Medias doesn't know what's going on on the front line?" Wagron asked anxiously as he stood in his command position.

"Space magic has shielded the news on the battlefield... Now we only have news about the battle situation in the city of Withorlands!" An officer immediately replied.

Wagron was very dissatisfied with this answer, but he didn't say much—although he was concerned about the battle situation of the two concubines, he couldn't express that he was not interested in the battle situation in Whithorn.

The street fighting in the city of Witthollands is still going on, but everyone knows that it is no longer the main battlefield.

Although the encouraged demon defenders continued to resist tenaciously, when the main force of the 1st Armored Army of the Irish Empire Expeditionary Army began to enter the city, the battle situation basically turned into a one-sided massacre.

Bypassing the source of magic, the ground forces of the Alan Hill Empire continued to launch street fighting attacks. The UIPA-1 main battle armor of the 1st Armored Army is almost invincible in street fighting. They stormed forward along the street, and there was no demon to stop them.

In fact, the devil has lost this war so much that there are not even pants left. Even if the Alan Hill Empire withdraws from the battle now, Whithorns is just a ruin.

Really ruins! Ruins of nothing left. The factories here are no different from those in peace, and the buildings here basically have no more than two floors!

Even if the source of magic wins the battle, when the space magic is lifted, he will find that his lair is already flying the Black Eagle flag of the Alan Hill Empire.

However, whether it is Wagron or Medias, they all know that no matter how successful their attack on Withorans is, if the origin of magic defeats the Dragon King, they will not be able to afford it.

Losing two imperial concubines at once, whether it is the marshal of the empire or the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, they can't afford it!

"Let Heidi Cannon continue to attack Whithorn... Tell Medias, no matter what method he uses, to reinforce the two concubines... This is a deadly order!" Wagron felt that this was what he had faced since he joined the army. Toughest battle ever.

But all of this, the origin of magic is unknown. He was still fighting on the spot, using his remaining mind to fight the Dragon Emperor and the others!

The Dragon King and Andrea didn't know about Wagron desperately urging Medias for reinforcements. Now, they are fighting wits and courage with the already "rampant" source of magic.

At this moment, all kinds of magic circles lit up again around the giant face of the source of magic that had been hacked until it couldn't see its shape.

And the No. 04 god puppet clone of Chris, who had been attacking by his side, finally failed to escape the attack of the magic source.

Although God Puppet No. 04 was already very cautious, he still couldn't avoid a tentacles formed by magic energy coming from the side.

One of his arms was entwined with tentacles,

Immediately afterwards, this arm was infiltrated and melted by magical energy.

As a last resort, No. 03 god puppet clone cut off the entire arm of No. 04 god puppet clone with a wind blade, which helped him break away from the control of the magic source.

It's just that that arm is now swallowed into the body by the energy tentacles of the source of magic, and has been dissolved until there is nothing left.

Finally, under the powerful offensive of the origin of magic, the masters of Alan Sherris began to suffer losses.

This is definitely not a good phenomenon, because once there is a loss, it means that the combat power belonging to the Magic Continent has begun to decline.

Without the long-range suppression of Vivian's god puppet avatar's Vulcan cannon, the ugly giant face of the source of magic began to condense into shape again.

Immediately after that, the terrifying energy shocks began again. The Dragon Emperor used the same powerful energy impact twice in a row to split the incoming energy beam, and his face became serious.

He knew that if this delay continued, their chances of winning would only get smaller and smaller! After all, the origin of the magic in front of him can't be seen at all, and there is a possibility that the magic will be exhausted and collapse.

Because of the existence of space magic around him, he couldn't see that there was a chance for reinforcements to rush in to reinforce them on his side.

This is almost a desperate situation where there is no food inside and no rescuers outside. The Dragon King didn't want to wait until Chris's puppets were all lost and his fighters dropped sharply before facing the source of magic.

So his arms that had completely transformed into dragon scales swelled again, all the armor on his body began to squirm, and dragon scales began to appear on his angular face.

While he was changing, he was not idle. Dozens of magic circles emerged around him, aiming at the source of magic.

"You are wasting your magic like this... Didn't you fall into his trap?" Andrea asked anxiously as he helped the Dragon King block a blast of energy coming from the side.

"When our side loses a lot of combat power, we will have no chance of winning if we continue to struggle!" The Dragon Emperor replied coldly.

While answering, his attack started. The dense energy shocks collided with the dense energy shocks from the other side, and countless explosions connected together over the entire battlefield, forming a spectacular long snake of explosions.

At the other end, God Puppet No. 04, which had lost an arm, took advantage of the explosion and once again bullied itself to the side of the source of magic.

At the same time, there are two god puppet clones of Chris, 03 and 02. The three of them faced the old face of the source of magic, and used energy shock at the same time.

A huge explosion sounded again, and the energy replenishment devices behind several god puppets, because the stored energy crystals were exhausted, all of them automatically detached and fell to the ground.

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