Two Hundred and Sixteen Man-Made Hell

When he called me out, his whole body was enveloped by terrifying light radiation. Like being enveloped by millions of divine magic lights, the senior magician of this magic empire remembered his whole life at this moment.

Of course, because of the number of words in this chapter, there is no time to repeat the growth path of this powerful magician, so about 3 million words are omitted here.

Then, before he had time to hold up his magical defense barrier, his body was torn and shattered by the huge impact airflow that followed, and was evaporated into gas by the terrifying energy.

The million-ton nuclear warhead that exploded over the city of Bellevue exploded with the most terrifying power at the most suitable height. In just an instant, the street near the center of the explosion was vaporized into a flat ground.

The towering magic towers nearby evaporated in an instant, and the people on the street didn't have time to avoid them, and they were directly circled and turned into ashes. There were not even bones left, and they completely disappeared from this world.

Immediately following the shaking of the earth, the shock wave that destroyed the sky and the earth followed, and it devoured all the buildings that passed by, including the people in the buildings. There was no crying or prayer, and as soon as people realized what was going on, they simply stopped thinking.

The high temperature, which is even worse than the magical forbidden spell, scorched everything in Bellevue. The street was burned in a second, and the buildings near the edge of the explosion were also reduced to ashes with the spreading shock wave.

Despair is only a momentary emotion in this explosion. Everything here will be silent, everything here will be destroyed, and everything here will become history.

With the spread of the shock wave, there is also continuous high temperature. At least at this moment, the temperature of the core of the explosion can melt everything in this world. The magical protective barrier held up did not hold for even a microsecond, and it shattered and collapsed in the steaming mushroom cloud.

Countless magic towers collapsed in the shock, and countless magicians propped up defensive magic barriers before the explosion, and then watched themselves and their barriers destroyed by the explosion.

In the dragon cave, countless half-sized young dragons and grown giant dragons were also killed instantly. These scaly and tenacious creatures only struggled a little before being completely evaporated. .

They roared desperately in the cage, trying to break free from the chains but melted into the flames along with the chains that bound them. The thatch under their feet was set on fire, their scales were roasted and peeled, their eyes were blinded by light...

Before the dragon knights who guarded these dragons had time to get out of their houses, they found that their bodies and their armor had dissolved together - they fell in the room, and then disappeared into this world together with the room.

Even in the outermost buildings of the city, no one was spared. Under such a powerful attack, everyone is equal, without exception. And farmers in the suburbs of Bellevue saw a spectacle they had never seen in their entire lives.

An incomparably gigantic mushroom cloud rose up, with an indomitable momentum and the souls of countless people rushing through the clouds above.

Because the power of the explosion was too powerful, the surrounding air formed a huge ring around the mushroom cloud.

And at the foot of this mushroom cloud, the magical city of Bellevue was being destroyed the year before, and no one could stop the destruction-it was collapsing and dissipating, and more than half of the residents lost their lives in an instant.

It's okay to be guilty,

No matter how innocent people are, everything about the residents of Bellevue can only be told by others. They themselves have lost the qualifications to tell, or they have lost everything.

The splendid palace collapsed in the tremor, and the gigantic pillars shattered in trembling. Statues carved with exquisite patterns cracked and fell, and beautiful stained glass windows had long been shattered and scattered on the ground.

Then, in the next second, the shock wave passed through it all, the collapsed palace, the broken stone pillar, the cracked statue, and the beautiful glass all turned into powder and drifted in the endless wind.

The mother holding the baby was scorched to charcoal in an instant on the street corner, and the soldiers in armor were melted and stuck to the wall. Under this absolute sanction, no one can be spared. At times like these, the sins are very serious, and they often represent astonishing effects.

"What's the matter?" A farmer from the Holy Demon Empire who was standing in the yard asked subconsciously in shock as he watched his house collapse due to the earthquake.

He was still a long way from Bellevue, so he was not directly affected by the nuclear bomb. But he looked at the collapsed house and the mushroom-shaped cloud in the distance that seemed to break into the sky, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The troops deployed on the outskirts of Bellevue also suffered heavy losses. Their mountain-moving beasts were killed by the shock wave, and countless soldiers' armors were twisted and their internal organs were smashed and fell to the ground struggling. More people covered their eyes and wailed, and countless giant dragons broke free from their reins and fled like big mice.

"Quick...Go and save people..." The first sentence of a general of the Holy Demon Empire who was thrown to the ground after he got up from the ground was to shout desperately to the men who pulled him up: "Save people! "

However, after he shouted this sentence, blood with a light blue light poured out of his mouth. He looked at the subordinate who pulled him up and found that there was still a collapsed piece in the other's chest. Tent parts.

The subordinate squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said intermittently with a mouth spitting out blood: "Sir... sir... I, I'm afraid, can't, can't... continue, continue to follow you."

After speaking, this subordinate fell to the ground and fell silent. The officer who vomited blood staggered forward two steps, vomited out a large mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground without a sound.

More tents were burning, and the soldiers inside rushed out of the tents with flames, flapping the flames on themselves. Fortunately, they all have magical body protection, and there are still a few people who get burned. However, the entire barracks is now in a mess, and countless wounded are waiting for treatment.

The situation in the city was even worse. It was true that there were no survivors, but all they could count on was themselves—the whole city was burning, and the streets and alleys were full of charred corpses.

The system has collapsed, and the rescue work has naturally progressed slowly. Now everyone is overwhelmed with self-care and barely able to find a way to find their relatives...or, to find the bodies of their relatives.

In fact, many people don't know what happened until now. In their opinion, it was an explosion that exceeded the magical forbidden spell, which happened in the city of Bellevue. As for how it happened and who made such an explosion, they don't know.

A few people thought of Alan Hill, who was fighting against the Holy Demon Empire, but more people still suspected that it was Greken's magical forbidden spell attack - after all, terrifying nuclear weapons are still too unfamiliar to humans. .

"The attack launched by Greken?" Farther away, looking at the huge mushroom cloud that lingered in the sky for a long time, a general of the Holy Demon Empire pulled the reins of the giant dragon and looked at his men in shock.

"No way... Greken has never used the forbidden magic spell on other countries... Maybe, maybe... Alan Hill?" The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and guessed nervously.

From his standpoint, he was unwilling to guess the answer of Alan Hill. Because if it was really Ailan Hill, it would mean that the war between the Holy Demon Empire and Ailan Hill was a joke from beginning to end.

What kind of stupidity is it to declare war on a country with such a powerful weapon? What's more, just relying on conventional weapons, Ailan Hill is already powerful and can be on an equal footing with ordinary magic empires...

Well, this level of equality is used to put gold on his face. In fact, Alan Hill has already overwhelmed ordinary magic empires such as the Holy Devil Empire with powerful conventional weapons.

"Ailan Hill... Can they have such weapons? Then what are we going to fight? Forget about surrendering?" The general held on to the long sword, snorted irritably, then turned his head and looked at the terrified people behind him. The dragon knights: "When the explosion is over, enter Bellevue as soon as possible, save as many as you can!"

"As ordered!" Dozens of dragon knights quickly responded. You know, entering Bellevue at this time is a huge risk. Who knows if the enemy who launched the attack will do this again?

This huge explosion can't be stopped by manpower at all. If the other party is afraid that there are still people alive in Bellevue, they will suddenly attack again, and those who enter Bellevue's rescue will be completely finished.

But they couldn't refuse the order, because they also wanted to go in and save people. The place shrouded in the huge mushroom cloud was, after all, the holy land of magic they longed for.

A few hours later, when Bellevue was still shrouded in flames, countless magicians who came from all directions began their rescue. Under the thick smoke, the city that has long been in ruins.

They found survivors who were no longer in human form, as well as countless skeletons and incomplete corpses. Like the mortal city they had destroyed, it was also turned into a real hell by mortals.

Bellevue, a symbol of the glory of the magical world, was completely destroyed by the attack of nuclear weapons, which also represented the end of the era when magic ruled this continent. With the accompaniment of the death rhapsody intertwined with shock and collapse, countless souls were rescued.

And for the high-level executives of Alan Hill, their more regret is that they could not see the feast of the enemy's destruction with their own eyes.