Six Hundred and Sixty-Six Great Achievements

"Boom!" There was another huge explosion, and with the collapse of a towering magic tower, the entire Sestos was submerged in a sea of ​​flames.

The terrible fire was out of control, and the collapse beyond the rescue capability also made the devil's rescue seem so powerless.

Countless demon troops were devoured by explosions and fire, and many lives fell with the collapsing ground.

Alan Hill's attack destroyed Sestos' magic defense system, and the magic defense barrier that had always existed was completely ineffective now.

The subsequent Tomahawk cruise missiles swooped down one after another, hitting the buildings on both sides of the street. Wisps of black smoke rose into the sky, and the shouts of demon soldiers were everywhere.

"Fuck, what are you talking about, what a joke..." Before walking out of the prison corridor, the captured pilots of Alan Hill saw the corpses of the demon soldiers who were crushed to death by the falling boulders.

Vaguely, you can still see the arm sticking out from under the gravel, and black blood flowing everywhere. Everywhere is vibrating, everywhere is collapsing, and dust falls from the top of the head from time to time, and it is unknown how long the entire prison can last.

It seems that there are only a few of them left in the entire prison, and the other demon prisoners have been released before and put into combat or saving the city.

The torches hanging on the wall appeared and disappeared, and no shouts could be heard in the dark corridor.

A few of them staggered past these ruins and rubble in fear, for fear that the corpses buried under the rubble would suddenly stand up.

"Boom!" Another missile of unknown type hit a nearby building, and the sound of the explosion kept echoing in the corridor.

It can be judged from the sound that the explosion point is not far from here, and this place is far from being considered a safe place.

"This door seems to be locked..." When the pilot and captain touched the warm handle of the door, he pushed it hard and found that the heavy iron door was not moving at all.

So several people pulled or pushed the iron door in front of them together, and finally sat beside the door panting, waiting for their fate to come in despair.

No matter how hard they tried, there was no way to move the heavy iron door. they have no choice

"Will someone come to rescue us?" In desperation, the co-pilot leaned against the wall to give himself a little illusion of survival.

"Impossible." The captain sighed, let the dust fall onto his shoulders, and poured cold water on his subordinates: "They don't even know that we are still alive, let alone where we are now. "

Their signal transmitters were not activated at all, and those devices were taken away along with their spare parts. It happened so suddenly that none of them had time to activate the rescue equipment.

Even if they had activated those devices at the time, it would have been useless. Those devices were taken by the demons, and now they don't know where to put them, let alone instruct the rescue force to come to them.

The last point, in fact, is very frustrating to say - in a battle of this scale, it is simply impossible to send personnel to search and rescue the missing pilot.

"..." The terrible silence, accompanied by the distant and near explosions, made the atmosphere in the dark prison corridor surprisingly terrifying.

Everyone knew that they were finished, but they were unwilling to take their own lives, so they crowded into a group of demon corpses and dissipated.

What they don't know is that the buildings outside the prison have collapsed, and the nearby magic cannons are constantly exploding. The disaster will soon swallow up their place.

A violently steaming flame was suddenly blown away by a group of rapidly spinning winds, and a Miaoman figure in a blood-red armor stepped on the black ashes and walked to the prison building that was already in danger.

Arecia waved her hand lightly, and ordered the demon troops following her to enter the building that was about to collapse: "Go and bring those human captives out! Don't let them die..."

"Your Majesty, in this case, they may all be dead." The demon general who was following her lowered his head and asked.

"You'd better pray that they don't really die. If they die, you don't have to come out again." Irisia didn't listen to the other party's explanation, and ordered directly: "Why don't you go find them?"

Hearing the order, dozens of demon soldiers quickly stepped forward, crossed Aresia, and rushed towards the building that might collapse at any time.

In the sky, another Tomahawk-style cruise missile rushed down. Irisia stretched out her hand, and the dozens of layers of magical defense barriers above her head instantly condensed into shape, blocking the huge explosion triggered by the missile at a distance of tens of meters from her. in the sky outside.

She felt the huge impact, and the shock that made her blood boil. She panted lightly, her towering chest rose and fell, making her look even more turbulent.

For her, this level of explosion is not too difficult to deal with. What really weakened her was the previous terrifying attack that almost killed her.

Vigilant, she discovered the fatal danger in advance, and then used all her strength to use the magical energy to pour out, and then suffered a hidden injury, barely destroying an incoming electromagnetic artillery shell.

This severely damaged her near-perfect body, the magic energy in her body was surging, and her combat power was also weakened to one tenth of its original strength.

She, who had been consumed a lot of magic energy by the space magic equipment, was already very weak at this moment. She could only let the giant dragon raging on the battlefield continue to be proud, and she didn't think about challenging those difficult elf masters.

When she knew she couldn't do anything, she thought of those human captives. After thinking for a few seconds, she decided to leave those humble lives behind.

Because, she felt, keeping these captives would still have unexpected effects. At least she thought so, so she brought people to find those human captives.

She likes to kill, likes war, likes to conquer... But she has no interest in slaughtering people who put down their arms.

"It's getting more and more dangerous here..." Aresia frowned, watching the flames left by the explosion fall in all directions, and muttered softly.

In the place where her sight was blocked, where she was hit by the electromagnetic artillery shells of Alan Hill, Sestos was falling apart, the thick and wide city walls had collapsed and destroyed, and the demon soldiers on it had suffered heavy casualties.

Sestos is finished, no matter how you look at it, it is finished. It won't be long before this huge demonic city will sink into the sea, becoming another new feat for the enemy.

I have to say, it's really a great record...

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