Chapter 1148: fracture

Accompanied by the cries of the source of magic, the magic energy swelled between his hands gushed out of the magic circle again, forming a gorgeous beam of light, and crashed into Burklan.

This time, Burkelan had no choice but to intercept and defend. Ever since, the commander of the Ailanhill Empire at the head of the centipede grabbed the handrail next to him and loudly reminded everyone around him: "Welcome to the impact!"

As soon as his words fell, that beam of light hit a section of the city's main body of Burklan Fortress, piercing the heavy defensive armor at once.

Almost in an instant, the central area of ​​Burklan Fortress exploded. At this moment, the source of magic was favored by Goddess of Luck.

Yes, take care! I can only use this to explain the luck of the source of magic at this moment in [yanyuhongchen novel www.jinxiyue.net].

Because where he casually aimed, it happened to be a more important part of the city on the Burkland Fortress-on this part of the city, a super cannon with an 800mm caliber was installed!

That is the Gustav cannon made in Ironforge! It is also the largest artillery weapon ever built by mankind!

This terrible energy impact hit the giant cannon and penetrated the armored defense next to the giant cannon, hitting dozens of 800mm-caliber giant cannon shells stored in the core area of ​​the city's main body.

What's more frightening is that there are only a few armored protective barriers away from these shells, and the propellant charges of these giant shells are also stored.

The power of these explosives is really comparable to nuclear bombs. At this moment, these ammunition were smashed, and the entire Burkelan Fortress was cut off by this terrible explosion!

Why are these ammunition stacked together? Because these explosives and shells have to be automatically loaded in a set of automatic loading machines, after all, the 800 mm caliber cannon cannot be loaded by manpower.

Therefore, because the automatic loading is to be completed, the ammunition and propellant cannot be too far away from the artillery, and can only be placed together.

So, in an instant, these ammunition and propellant flew the 800mm caliber cannon weighing more than 1,000 tons into the sky, looking spectacular.

A cloud of mushrooms rose to the sky, where the main body of the Burkland Fortress broke apart, and the cracks in the streets of the city became larger and larger, and some buildings had collapsed with the deformation of the ground.

Because of the movement of the entire fortress, the main body of the centipede city in the back began to slow down, while the centipede city in the front was still moving forward.

Like a train that broke and separated in the middle, Burkelan also broke in two in the middle. At that moment, thousands of soldiers may have been killed.

The city that survived the war between the Puppet Empire and the Ailan Hill Empire was directly damaged here. Some centipede legs were broken and damaged due to the impact. Eventually, the front and back of the entire city were paralyzed. Many anti-aircraft guns near the explosion point were destroyed. It was destroyed by the explosion and lost the ability to continue fighting.

"Ha...Ha..." The source of magic was panting heavily, and there was obviously more joy and gloat in his voice.

He looked down at the Burklan Fortress, which was fractured and unable to move not far away, and was about to give the city two more brutal blows so that this behemoth could completely exit the field.

It's just that he is also very embarrassed now, almost exhausted. At this time, he has to rest before he can use the magical energy-consuming trick like energy shock again.

Just as he was looking at the Burkelan Fortress, which was paralyzed on the ground, and wondering where to launch an attack from, two anti-aircraft missiles rushed into the air where he was located one after another.

Without waiting for the source of magic to be lucky for him to successfully paralyze Burklan for a second, the place where he was was enveloped by an explosion. The anti-aircraft missile exploded at close range, and the steel ball inside instantly penetrated the magical defense barrier condensed by the source of magic.

Those hot steel **** that were heated to a red state by the explosion and air friction penetrated the defense of the magic source and also penetrated his body.

This is the most real battlefield. Any attack and defense is a deadly exchange. Successful attack does not mean the end of the battle, because the enemy's attacks are also coming one after another. Who can survive to the end is just an accident.

The source of magic once again emerged from the explosion. The magical energy he had accumulated for thousands of years had already allowed him to call the mighty energy of the gods. Under such terrifying attacks, it was passing by rapidly.

For the source of magic, this is equivalent to his life being stripped away layer by layer. As these lives were continuously consumed, his state became weaker and weaker.

After all, a person's power is still limited, no matter how close to a god, the source of magic is not a true god.

He has no way to formulate laws, and the power he uses is only one level of power. So when he faced the countless weapons of the innumerable soldiers of the Ailan Hill Empire, he gradually began to fall behind.

At this time, he finally couldn't keep his breath. The two anti-aircraft missiles made him passive again, and he was constantly driven by the firepower of the anti-aircraft guns, like a mourning dog.

Just as he dashed from left to right, avoiding the incoming missiles and shells, the deadly shells fired by the electromagnetic artillery struck again, shocking the source of magic.

He instinctively began to fear those fast shells that could cause terror damage to him, so his attention was focused on avoiding these super fast shells.

Inevitably, more small-caliber artillery shells and anti-control missiles hit the source of magic, making the already devastated source of magic even more embarrassing.

Even at this moment, he couldn't spare his energy to look at the already paralyzed Burkelan.

Because he can feel that those powerful opponents that make him feel tricky are already very close to this battlefield.

retreat? It's not that the source of magic has not been thought of, but he dare not think about the meaning of existence if he loses everything in front of him.

The goal he has worked hard for more than 10,000 years, and the results accumulated for more than 10,000 years will all fade away with his defeat!

This is something he doesn't allow to happen! He must persist, must fight! Defeat these peerless powerhouses here and reverse the defeat!

Here is a thousand riders, here turn defeat into victory, here regain victory! The head of the source of magic was full of such shouts.

But his body was distorted and shattered under the attack of shells and anti-aircraft missiles, and it was almost impossible to even condense into a human form.