Chapter 654: They call death

"The origin of magic... Long live!" Raising his long sword, a demon officer looked at the beachhead that appeared on the sea, and cried out with joy and weeping: "Let those **** alien races see how powerful we are!"

After being struck by various terrible explosions after untold hardships, they finally saw where the enemy was! They can finally compete with the hateful enemy in a familiar way.

Along the way, they just watched the devastating explosion above their heads, blocked by the space barrier, and were overwhelmed by the shock. Now they need to vent and vent the fear they have suppressed in their hearts along the way.

Although the demons did not admit that they had fear in their hearts, they were still afraid, fear of destruction that might even burn their souls together!

Just as Alicia thought, they felt that only the devil was worthy of the power to destroy the world. They hate the enemies who have mastered these powers, hate them from the bottom of their hearts.

If possible, they also want to master this terrible ability, master this ability that can easily change the mode of war!

"Huh!" Accompanied by his shout, an oncoming cannonball flew past his scalp. It was an Ailan Hill coastal defense artillery shell, which was sinking with great force and speed.

Before he could shrink his neck, the shell had passed over where he was standing and hit the towering mast behind him.

The mast broke at the sound, and then the terrifying explosion erupted from the stern of the ship, and the ignited magic cannon instantly turned into a volcanic crater, and flew into the sky with only a loud noise.

Before the demon officer could react, there was a tragic explosion in the stern behind him, and even a section of the deck flew near other warships.

When the poor demon officer barely stood still, and looked back to see what happened to the battleship he was on, he only saw a sea of ​​flames, devouring the lives of countless demons.

The cannonballs that Ailan Hill swept over were so dense, and it was also so terrifying. Many demon warships exploded at this moment, and the entire fleet was full of smoke.

This is not a war, it is a unilateral slaughter in itself. Ailan Hill's tactical nuclear weapons have begun to block the demon's reinforcements, and the demon on the subsequent battleships are almost all feeding fish in the sea at this moment.

What's more terrifying is that because of the communication disorder caused by nuclear weapons, the magic communication equipment of the devil is no longer usable. They couldn't get in touch with Sestos, let alone know whether other demon fleets still existed.

The huge gap in information communication between ancient wars and modern wars can be seen at this moment. Every demon force bears tremendous psychological pressure, and their offense has become daunting.

After all, when a commander does not know whether other commanders have completed their missions or whether other friendly forces will appear on the battlefield as planned, the determination to fight will be shaken countless times.

In fact, the demon army is already very tenacious. If this is replaced by other ordinary forces, it is estimated that a large-scale rout has already begun at this time.

"Landing! Landing! This is the opportunity your Majesty has won for us! For the origin of magic! Offensive! Desperate offense! Victory is already here!" With a desperate grief, the demon commanders on other battleships People, continue to shout slogans to encourage their subordinates.

And at the same moment, the battleship where the demon commander who was hit just now was located completely exploded into a ball of flames across the sea, and the entire battleship began to break and sink.

However, although one after another demon warship was sunk, more demon warships began to approach the coastline, they put down countless demon forces, and began to bombard the coastline of Ailan Hill with magical artillery.

At this moment in the battle, the two sides finally began to attack each other in a real sense, and the demon's magical shells finally landed on the position where the Ailan Hill armored grenadiers were stationed.

"Boom!" A magic bullet shattered a pile of sandbags, raised countless gravels, and landed on the helmet of the Ailan Hill armored grenadier.

Captain Burrison tapped his helmet twice, then spit out the sand in the mixing mouth into the mud under his feet, and looked at the demon warship in the distance through the gaps in the trenches.

There is no expression on his face, no fear or excitement. After all, he is already a veteran who has fought several battles. He has long been accustomed to life and death, as well as blood and violence.

From that moment here, he knew that he was here to fight, and he would kill frantically here until he was victorious or killed.

This is the glory of the Grenadiers of Allan Hill. There is no word of defeat in their dictionary. In their world, after the battle begins, there are only two options: victory and death.

"Ready to fight!" He turned his head, looked behind him, and shouted to his soldiers.

Accompanied by his vigorous shout, the soldiers squatting in the trenches began to stand up amid the sound of a slight mechanical turning.

Slightly taller than normal people, the new heavy-armed infantry in exoskeleton combat armor picked up their weapons and prepared for battle in the trenches.

On the other side, under the cover of the magic defensive barrier, the demon army finally stepped on the knee-less sea water and washed up on the soft sand.

They lined up in the artillery fire calmly, and then stepped neatly, a little closer to Ailan Hill's defensive position.

"This group of demons is quite well-organized... No matter how you look at it, it is stronger than the demon forces we encountered before..." On the battlefield, an Ailanhill grenadier watched as Ailanhill gave these brave demons. A very pertinent evaluation: "The demon forces in the demon world seem to be the main force..."

However, some people disagreed with what he said, and the other soldier standing beside him sneered and retorted: "Don't make trouble, they are calling death..."

"Sir! They have entered the combat range of our army! Would you like to show them how good we are?" A soldier wearing a heavy armored exoskeleton walked up to Burrison with a cruel smile on his face and asked. .

"Wait! This is not much fun." Burrison followed with a sneer, then looked at the phalanx that was full of demons on the opposite side: "My favorite is to give these demons a little bit of hope, and then Take it yourself!"