Chapter 1145
My Empire Chapter 1145
2020-11-03
Chapter 1145 1147 The Origin of Magical Embarrassment"Done?" A soldier on a 128mm anti-aircraft gun stared in the sky The spark of the explosion asked loudly with excitement.
"It's still early!" Coldly snorted, the experienced old gunner, loudly reminded: "Continue to reload!"
After all, this old gunner has seen what a god puppet was like back then A difficult veteran, he knows that the attack in front of him may not be able to destroy the god puppet, let alone the powerful source of magic.
Sure enough, in the series of explosions in the distant sky, a silhouette burst out with thick smoke, and accelerated again not far away.
The tracer bullets fired by the small-caliber anti-aircraft guns chasing the silhouette drew a golden arc in the sky, and along the direction of the silhouette's acceleration, it became more and more sparse and curved.
However, it was as if a broom had swept across the sky, and the magic source of debris was also pushed back a long distance by this sweep.
The source of magic at this moment is weak, because he was just pierced by a damn electromagnetic cannonball.
This time is not a passing, but a real hit. The impact of this blow on the source of magic can be imagined. He has reached the point where he cannot continue to use high-level magic.
A few low-level magical defense barriers were condensed on his side, and the source of magic flew quickly in the sky, avoiding most of the anti-aircraft guns that swept towards him.
While dodging the deadly ammunition, the source of magic condenses its nearly shattered body with magic.
He didn't even have the strength to speak, because just controlling the magic cultivator to restore his body had already forced him to devote most of his energy.
It's obviously not easy to fight a city with the power of one person. The source of magic was invincible and invincible before, and he did not rely on him to conquer cities alone.
At that time, he had countless demon troops, as well as an army of servants of God who could fight for him.
But now, he is only himself. His troops were on the ground, overwhelmed by the opponent's army.
He himself is very embarrassed right now, so embarrassed that he has been beaten passively at this moment, and even the ability to fight back has been lost.
The source of magic, which could only be driven away by the opponent's anti-aircraft guns, changed the direction of its flight again, avoiding the ammunition that had prejudged the ballistic strafing.
Some of those ammunition directly passed by the source of magic, and some directly hit his magic defense barrier, shattering these thin defensive magic.
The two shining magic arrays shattered, and the source of magic behind them had to start pulling away from the distance, avoiding those small-caliber anti-aircraft guns that were constantly strafing.
What he didn't know was that the moment he opened the distance, the already anxious loaders rushed up and couldn't wait to load new ammunition for those big gunners.
These anti-aircraft guns are no joke, the ammunition poured out in one minute is as high as thousands of rounds, and the purchase price of the shells fired is enough to buy a high-level car!
Repeated breakthroughs at one point if the source of magic is undead. He could really break through the defense of Bourkeland and make waves in the city of the fortress.
It's a pity that few people in this world have the courage and courage to choose such desperate tactics as fixed-point breakthrough in the face of so much high-altitude firepower.
The source of magic, which has already fallen short, is not reluctant to fight. While he is retreating quickly, he is also buying himself more time to recover.
He is able to absorb nearby magical energies, among which is included those that he has just been dispelled - with a little time, he can condense these energies and recycle them for his own use.
After all, he is the source of powerful magic, after all, he is a being close to God. After a short recovery, he restored his damaged body to a humanoid state, and the terrifying hole in his chest was almost invisible.
Therefore, he rushed to Burkeland again, this time he could only use his hands together, using an energy shock magic.
Obviously, his strength has been severely weakened, but he is still fighting hard, covering up his own weakness with strong strength.
In the sky, a splendid magical energy rushed towards Burkeland again. This time the restored magical defense barrier of Burkeland Fortress lit up again, colliding with the huge energy impact. together.
After the computer's precise calculation of the magic defense barrier, hundreds of thick magic arrays condensed in one breath on the path of the incoming energy shock.
between Heaven and Earth Once again, a huge explosion occurred, and one after another magical defense barrier shattered and disappeared in the explosion. Until the last barrier was completely broken, the incoming energy shock was also dissipated in the air.
Very reluctantly, the magic defense of Bourkeland Fortress resisted the attack of the magic source.
The battle seems far from over, because the source of magic is still fighting, although it is in a mess; the fortress of Bourkeland has not been destroyed, although it has suffered heavy losses.
"Ha... huh..." As if he was suffocated for a long time, the source of magic finally put out a long breath and made a long-lost sound. Before, he couldn't even make a sound, and the whole person has been in a state where there is no way to vent.
Finally, he regained his voice function, barely able to relieve the pain in his heart. He was breathing slightly, flying irregularly while looking at the Bourkeland Fortress in the distance from the corner of his eye.
He knew that if he didn't take the time to destroy this fortress, he would have no chance to destroy this fortress!
Because, he has already felt that some powerful forces are rapidly approaching the direction of the battlefield.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, these powerhouses, which he doesn't usually pay attention to, are now very troublesome for the already weakened magic source.
even more how , behind those damned guys, there's that blazing fast artillery support, and the cover of Fort Bourkeland!
Squinting his eyes, the source of magic waved his hands again, and he wanted to give the Bourkeland fortress another hit, so that the fortress would not be able to give him in the ensuing battle. Creating trouble!
The next second, both of his hands gathered together, and a huge magic array appeared in front of him again.
He did not pause at all, pointed the magic array at Bourkeland, and sang in a hoarse and suppressed voice: "Energy... Shock!""
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, Happy National Day!
(End of this chapter)