One Thousand One Hundred and Fifty-Eight Failures Are Imminent

Vivian's god puppet clone has been injured, and she feels that if she continues to persist, she will only become more and more useless.

Therefore, like Chris' No. 04 god puppet clone, Vivian's god puppet clone swooped down and chose the simplest and rude self-destruct.

At least, the self-destruction of No. 04 god puppet avatar just now seems to be very effective. That explosion at least completely paralyzed the damn magic circle in the sky.

And the magic circle dissipated, and from another perspective, it freed the Burkeland Fortress that had been bombarded beyond recognition by the energy shock.

The Bulkeland Fortress, which has been broken into several sections, and at least half of its surface buildings have been destroyed, looks like a terrible disaster now.

No one of the people who moved to this city thought that this powerful super fortress full of artillery and missiles would one day be pushed to the ground and beaten violently.

Therefore, because of the explosion of the ammunition depot, the Burkeland neighborhood was filled with thick smoke, and there were soldiers killed by the blast everywhere, as well as innocent civilians who were implicated.

There is no way, such a loss can only be borne by everyone in the Burkeland Fortress, and no one can escape.

Barely standing up from the crooked ground, the commander of Bulkeland Fortress put one hand on the edge of the map table, and it took a lot of effort to stand up.

His face was covered with blood, and the big-brimmed hat on his head had long since disappeared. He looked around, and there were corpses everywhere he saw.

Like him, several officers barely stood up from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Because of the huge explosion, the glass of the core bridge of Burkeland Fortress has been shattered, and the armor protecting the bridge has been melted and twisted.

The commander of the fortress wiped his bloody face with his hands, and ordered loudly: "Check the damage of the fortress! See how many weapons are still available!"

"More than 70% of the forts have been lost..." an officer leaned against the computer, panting heavily, and replied.

The officer's leg appeared to be broken, and his boot was twisted at an abnormal angle. However, he insisted on staying on the seat, enduring the pain and answering his officer's question.

"The airport has been completely destroyed, and all the aircraft have been lost." Another damage control officer said helplessly: "We have almost lost all combat power, and the fortress has been completely paralyzed."

"Where's the missile module?" The fortress commander continued to ask while pulling out a broken drawing pencil from his arm.

"The missile module closest to us still has a response..." After typing twice on the computer, the damage control officer replied.

"Lock the target! Prepare to fire!" The commander gasped because of the pain, and ordered viciously.

"Sir! If we continue to fire, it is likely to provoke a larger-scale counterattack." The officer with a broken ankle reminded.

"I know! Prepare to fire! Even if we fight until the last soldier! We will continue to fight!" The commander clenched his fists and said while staring at the cracked huge battlefield real-time display.

Because it is an LCD screen, the liquid leakage has already blurred one-third of the screen, but the rest of the screen can still see some of the outside situation.

At least, the damn magic that fell from the sky stopped, and the fortress was no longer attacked by magic that fell from the sky.

Now, it's time for him to take revenge. After receiving a reply from the computerized missile launcher that everything was normal, the commander of the fortress ordered: "The laser aiming device illuminates the target! Launch the missile!"

"The high-power laser sight is starting to irradiate the target... Missile launch!" The officer who lost his ankle yelled and smashed his fist on the red button of the missile launch.

Then, all the missile hatches of a densely packed vertical missile silo were slowly opened, and the missiles were ignited one after another.

Dazzling flames erupted, flew out of the missile silo, and rose rapidly.

After reaching an altitude of several hundred meters, these missiles suddenly began to dive, because the target they were going to attack was actually less than two kilometers away.

Accompanied by the elevation of these missiles, Vivienne's god puppet avatar had already hit the source of magic, and a huge explosion enveloped the larger group of magic energy.

Immediately afterwards, before the rising mushroom cloud dissipated, surface-to-surface missiles fell one after another, hitting the ground as if for free, and the smoke from the explosion began to cover the sky and the sun.

Because it is an emergency launch, these missiles can be described as all-inclusive. The warheads carried include cluster bombs and armor-piercing bombs, all of which are different.

And the explosion that shrouded the source of magic also became all kinds of messes as these warheads fell.

"It's beautiful, it's really not easy to get some time to breathe." God puppet No. 02, who kept retreating, praised from the bottom of his heart while watching the explosion in the distance.

He really didn't expect that the fortress that seemed to have been destroyed would be able to reinforce them at such a critical time.

Even, because the attack is not magical, this series of explosions is more effective than imagined.

Because God Puppet No. 02 could clearly feel that the terrifying force that could even affect the operation of magical energy in his body became chaotic under the blows of the bombardment and explosion.

The interference of the runaway magic source on the magic energy in his body is weakening, which is a good sign for God Puppet No. 02.

However, Vivian's god puppet self-destructed, causing Vivian to lose part of her "spiritual power". Vivian is now dizzy and has lost the ability to fight high-intensity in a short period of time.

After all, at the beginning of the production of something like a god puppet, it is necessary to divide a part of the spiritual power of the magician. After the loss of the god puppet, it is inevitable that the body will be somewhat weak.

"Our losses here are getting bigger and bigger! If we don't think of a solution, we might all die here!" Xuankong supported the weak Vivienne, and Andrea shouted anxiously to the Dragon King.

The Dragon Emperor didn't expect that the origin of magic would be so difficult - he tried his best, but he could only parry and have no power to fight back.

Obviously, the battle will continue, and the source of magic has the upper hand at this moment. The failure of Alan Hill or the Magic Continent seems to be imminent.

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