After many years, everyone who had fought against Cecil's army and survived will firmly remember a nightmare word, that is—

The bomb fell.

But Heaton didn't know this at this moment.

He didn't know what was the things that fell from the sky - they looked different from the "sky fire" emitted by the Cecils. They were not wrapped in light blue light, but fell like stones. He didn't know what the word "courier" meant, because the word "express" seemed to be born.

But he was still instinctively aware of the dangers of those things.

The deceased minister immediately raised his hands high, and the powerful dark lightning instantly condensed into shape in the air. Countless dense black electric snakes gathered into a thick storm, sweeping through the sky with thunderous force, trying to sweep away the things falling from the sky.

This was his instinctive reaction, but the moment the lightning storm touched those things, he realized that he had made a big mistake—

Those falling things contain much more powerful power than "Sky Fire", and the sweeping of the lightning storm instantly detonated all the falling objects!

He only saw a dazzling bright light flashing, and then the bright light instantly spread to the entire field of vision. A terrible chain explosion occurred. Hundreds of falling objects were densely detonated over the Red Maple City, and the chaotic and disordered primitive energy surged.

From a distance, people clearly saw a bright new star formed by arcane flashes and shock waves suddenly appeared above Red Maple City. The magic shock generated by the activation of hundreds of arcane explosions at the same time gathered an oval energy cloud. This huge cloud seemed to be slow but it was quickly approaching Red Maple's city shield. There was a weak black arc that seemed to try to stop it, but was instantly swallowed by a powerful energy surge and extinguished. In just a few seconds, the energy "egg" filled with the aura of destruction touched the dome node of Red Maple Shield.

The fallen priests who were inside the Red Maple Shield saw a more terrifying scene.

A boiling cloud of fire slowly pressed down from the sky. It first touched the Red Maple Shield. The shield that had been dimmed by the continuous shelling of the Cecils instantly broke. Then the cloud of fire began to lick the remaining magic clouds and high-rise buildings in the city after the shield collapsed. The illusory and hot flames began to burn from top to bottom, and the solid towers and fortresses melted like wax...

"The shield is broken!!"

Finally someone exclaimed, but the exclamation lasted for a moment and came to an abrupt end. Heaton saw a bright flash flashing from the vicinity. After losing the shield protection, the Cecils' artillery bombardment began to directly bombard the Red Maple's walls. The chariots had approached a distance of sufficient precision to shoot. At the place where the flash passed, only a piece of broken bricks and some fine crystals were left.

The Dark Master was a little confused. What happened before was too sudden. The city fell too quickly. It seemed that in just a moment, he and the army of evil spirits he had finally organized were about to enter destruction. He looked at the plains outside the city and saw that the cold and ruthless steel machines were still loyally executing the will of the operator: march, fire, continue to move, continue to fire...

No, that shouldn't be the case!

Heaton suddenly became furious. He let out a loud roar that was not like a human voice. His black robe was instantly broken by dense crystals and twisted and swollen limbs!

In order to achieve perfect evolution and to adjust himself to the best posture, he has been deliberately controlling the progress of his own evil spirit, but now, he has finally given up on this suppression.

The path of great evolution must be implemented - the ideal he fought for all his life, his exhausted planning, the new world he pursued to this day... How could he be defeated by a pile of cold and soulless steel?!

The ragged crystal cluster giant suddenly jumped down from the city wall, rushing towards the steel chariots that were still performing close-range shelling like a furious demon. The soldiers who controlled the chariot had already discovered this reckless intruder. Several chariots instantly slowed down and turned, and the turret pointed at the huge target higher than the roof of the chariot in a squeaking mechanical operation. Then the light of the acceleration track flashed, and the crystal shells were fired.

Boom! Boom!

With several loud bangs, two shells hit the target. Heaton smashed one of them with a huge fist, and the other exploded on his shoulder. The terrible explosion staggered him (it should be it now). The whole arm was wiped out in the flash, but it just took two steps forward and regained the balance. A new arm had quickly squirmed between the broken flesh and blood.

The giant with strong vitality raised his arm and pointed at the chariot closest to him. Countless thick vines pierced the surface of the chariot in an instant, entangled in the chariot's tracks and turrets. The steel machine emitted a wave of roar, breaking away the vines one by one, but another black lightning fell from the sky, piercing through the shield on the side of the chariot, piercing through layers of steel and the engine core inside, and finally stopped the exhausted machine.

These machines seem to be the case.

A sense of pleasure arose in Heaton's heart, but the next second, continuous explosions came from all directions, completely submerging it.

The chariots destroyed by it were one, but there were ten behind that one, and there were hundreds behind it, and there were artillery regiments behind it, with naval gun support, and loyal magic corps and White Knights.

As the artillery fire roared, Heaton felt his body was rapidly splitting. His powerful body shield and limb regeneration ability could not resist the attacks equivalent to the concentrated bombardment of hundreds of great magicians. In his consciousness about to collapse, what emerged in Heaton's mind were still those great plans and its grand ambitions.

However, the war machine is not a noble army. It never cares about personal ambitions and passionateness - no matter whether this ambition is noble or not, whether this passionateness is humble.

The Sixth Company eliminated the small accidents on the offensive road and continued to move forward.

The war machine runs faithfully on this scorched earth.

A huge dragon shadow flew past the clouds, and the crystal-clear vertical pupils reflected the city gradually disintegrating in the artillery fire.

"Do you use natural disasters to deal with natural disasters...

"No matter what, 'express' is indeed a very interesting word."

...

In the command car behind, Saldrin appeared in the holographic projection above the Magic Net communication terminal. The steel ranger team led by him brought first-hand information outside the battlefield: "I observed that the crystal cluster wanderers were out of control in various places - the crystal cluster command node in the Red Maple area has disappeared!"

Gao Wen nodded, and Amber's figure emerged from the air beside him. The half-elf-like lady sighed: "It seems that the guy who suddenly jumped off the city wall to fight the tank alone is the enemy's supreme commander - it's so reckless."

"Perhaps the transformation of crystal clusters will always affect human reason, even those priests who will eventually die."

When a person attacked the tank cluster, his scalp was so reckless that Gao Wen believed that even Gao Wen Cecil himself and the first generation of irritable old pigeons would not dare to do this... After thinking about it, the reason could probably be attributed to the damage to the brain nerves by the crystal cluster mutation.

"After controlling the attacking troops to establish positions on the spot, block the city gate, and the rest of the units attack and defensively, and preheat the burner. The next step should be to solve those out-of-control crystal cluster infections," Gao Wen turned around and ordered, "Pay attention to the east side, the crystal cluster giants returning from the Giant Rock City to aid are the largest elite force in the Red Maple area. Even if they are out of control and weak, they may pose a threat to us. Although I don't know why they have not arrived yet, please do not take it lightly."

In addition to the order, Gao Wen also had some doubts in his mind. In his original combat plan, the biggest challenge and pressure the legion had to face was that in the late stage of the battle, when the elite enemy besieged the Rock City entered the battlefield and attacked his own positions from the flank, it is said that the Crystal Army not only had the strongest combat effectiveness, but also the commander was suspected to have been transformed Kingdom Army or Eastern Army officers. He was far superior to the dark priests who did not know how to fight in battle. Once they entered the battlefield, the Cecil Legion had to distribute a considerable amount of troops to deal with the pressure on the flank.

But for some reason, until the Red Maple City was broken, and even until the rest of the crystal cluster giants began to lose control, the elite enemy troops that should have appeared did not appear, and the steel ranger team placed at the eastern intersection did not even see the shadow of the enemy.

This certainly allowed the Cecil Legion to avoid additional losses and pressure, but also made Gao Wen full of doubts-

Why didn't they appear? Could it be that this change of family... the tactic of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao failed to work?

With this worry, after the order was issued, Gao Wen immediately activated another magic network terminal. Above that terminal, the extremely tall and strong figure of Wright appeared in the holographic projection.

"The White Knights' Corps have gathered to stand by," said the Masahiro, who had been on the front line in a deep voice, "the mission can be carried out at any time."

"Go to the Rock City immediately to check the situation," Gao Wen said, "I'll go with you."

The offensive operation in Red Maple City has ended, and the next rescue mission is to be carried out in the direction of Giant Rock City.

Rescue should of course be used by priests who are good at saving lives and healing the wounded. Considering that the situation there is unclear and the task may be relatively difficult, the priest who can fight the most should be sent over.

As a great paladin who came from the bottom and advocated doing things himself, Wright insisted on going to the battlefield in person, so Gao Wen arranged him to be in today's action. Considering that unexpected and complicated situations might occur in the Rock City, Gao Wen decided to go there himself.

Ten minutes later, three armoured trucks with Cecil emblem and Holy Light Runes were engraved with prayer scriptures and holy patterns. The armored trucks equipped with the Holy Light storm battery on the top left the front line. Twenty-two "Warhammer-i" tanks equipped with additional burners and six "steel ambassadors" were accompanied by a fully organized infantry battalion.

Inside the armored truck, Wright, wearing thick white knight armor, carefully checked his warhammer and the holy light impact gun equipped on his arms. Emily's small figure floated around in the light behind him, greeting Gao Wen, who was sitting beside him.

This scene made Gao Wen always feel that Wright was a substitute messenger...

He had to say something to dispel his unprovoked association.

"Wright, what do you think of this war?"

"I don't have much opinion on war, I'm just a priest," the Patriarch shook his head and replied in a straightforward and simple manner as ever. "I can only regret what I have to say... This is a disaster of no meaning. Too many innocent people died, and one of the most fertile areas of the kingdom was abandoned because of this..."

"The land after burning will always grow new sprouts," Amber on the side rushed to say before Gao Wen spoke. After saying that, she glanced at Gao Wen, "That's what you said?"

"Yes, the land after burning will grow new buds..." Gao Wen exhaled slightly, but his eyes looked at the desolate wilderness outside through the crystal blocks embedded in the truck compartment.

Even in this polluted land, green plants are spreading and growing. After all, the pollution of the gods is only aimed at humans, and the plants are not affected. In the wilderness on both sides of the road, he saw large areas of lush fields - those industries that were once all local nobles, only the scattered ears of wheat and a little brown rice after harvest belong to the untouchables. However, now, the nobles on this land are gone and civilians are gone. The gods no longer need these foods that have consumed countless blood and sweat. The precious farmland is deserted, and the weeds begin to occupy the seedlings, growing more lush than food.

This place was not burned, but in Gao Wen's eyes, it was also burned in another meaning.

The power of the royal family and the Eastern Front were burned out in this war fire.

Will Ansu grow new sprouts?
Chapter completed!