Vivien's puppet clone was already wounded, and she felt that if she continued to persevere, she would only become more and more useless.

Therefore, like Chris's 04 god puppet clone, Vivian's god puppet clone swooped down and chose the simplest and crude self-detonation.

At least, the self-detonation of the No. 04 puppet clone just now still seemed to be very effective, and that explosion at least completely paralyzed the damn magic array in the sky.

And that magic array vanished, and from another point of view, it freed the Burkelan Fortress, which had been bombarded beyond recognition by the energy impact.

The Burkelan Fortress, which had broken into several sections and had at least half of its surface destroyed, looked terrible now.

None of the people who had relocated to the city could have imagined that this powerful, artillery and missile superfortress would one day be pressed to the ground and beaten violently.

So, because of the ammunition depot where the bombardment was killed, the smoke billowed from the Burkelan neighborhood, and everywhere there were soldiers who were killed and innocent civilians who were implicated.

There was no way, such a loss could only be borne by everyone in the Burkran Fortress, and no one could escape.

Barely standing up from the sloping ground, the commander of the Burkelan Fortress propped up the edge of the map table with one hand, and with great difficulty stood up.

His face was covered in blood, and the large-brimmed hat on his head was long gone. He looked around, and everywhere he saw was corpses.

Several officers, like him, barely stood up from the sea of corpses and blood, because of the huge explosion, the glass of this core bridge of the Burkelan fortress had been shattered, and the armor protecting the bridge had melted and twisted.

The commander of the fortress wiped his bloody face with his hands and ordered loudly: "Check the damage to the fortress!" See how many weapons are left to use! ”

"More than seventy percent of the batteries have been lost...... one officer replied, leaning against his computer, gasping for breath.

The officer's leg appeared to be fractured, and his boot was twisted to an abnormal angle. Still, he persevered in his seat and answered his chief's question despite the pain.

"The airfield has been completely destroyed, all the planes have been lost." Another officer in charge of damage said helplessly: "We have lost almost all of our combat strength, and the fortress has been completely paralyzed. ”

"What about the missile module?" Pulling a broken drawing pencil out of his arm, the fortress commander continued.

"The missile module closest to us still has a response......" Tapping twice on the computer, the officer in charge spoke back.

"Lock on to the target! Get ready to fire! The commander gasped at the pain and commanded viciously.

"Sir! If we continue to fire, it is likely to provoke a larger counterattack. The officer, who had broken his ankle, reminded.

"I know! Get ready to fire! Even if you fight to the last soldier! We're going to fight too! The commander clenched his fists and stared at the huge real-time display of the battlefield that had cracked.

Because it is an LCD screen, the leakage has made one-third of this screen blurry, but the remaining part, you can still see some of the outside situation.

At least, the damn magic that fell from the sky stopped, and the fortress was no longer attacked by the magic that fell from the sky.

Now, it's time for him to take revenge. After receiving a reply that everything was working with the computerized missile launcher, the commander of the fortress opened his mouth and ordered: "The laser aiming device illuminates the target!" Launch the missile! ”

"A high-power laser sight began to illuminate the target azimuth...... Missile launches! The officer who had dropped his ankle yelled, slamming his fist into the red button on which the missile was launched.

Then, all the missile hatches of a dense vertical missile silo slowly opened, and one after another the missiles ignited, spewing out dazzling firelight, flying out of the missile silos, and rapidly rising.

After reaching an altitude of several hundred meters, the missiles suddenly began to dive, because the target they were attacking was actually less than two kilometers away.

With the elevation of these missiles, Vivien's god puppet clone had already collided with the magic source, and a huge explosion enveloped the even greater mass of magical energy.

Then, before the mushroom cloud cleared, one after another surface-to-surface missiles fell, smashing on the ground as if they didn't want money, and the smoke from the explosion began to obscure the sky.

Because it was an emergency launch, these missiles can be described as all-encompassing. The warheads carried are cluster bombs and armor-piercing bombs, and they vary in all kinds.

And the explosion that shrouded the origin of magic also became a mess as these warheads fell.

"It's not easy to get some respite." The No. 02 god puppet clone that kept retreating looked at the explosion in the distance and praised it from the bottom of his heart.

He really didn't expect that the fortress, which looked to have been destroyed, could reinforce them at such a critical time.

Even, because the attack is not magic, this series of explosions is more effective than imagined.

Because the No. 02 god puppet could clearly feel that the terrifying power that could even affect the operation of the magic energy in his body became chaotic in the thrashing of the bombardment explosion.

The interference of the rampaging magic origin in his body is weakening, which is a good sign for the 02 god puppet.

However, Vivian's puppet clone blew itself up, causing Vivian to lose some of her "mental power", and Vivien is now dizzy and has lost the ability to fight with high intensity in a short period of time.

After all, at the beginning of the production, it is necessary to divide a part of the spiritual power of the magician, and after the loss of the god puppet, it is inevitable that the body will be a little weak.

"The losses on our side are getting bigger and bigger! If we don't think about it, we'll all die here! Hanging in the air to support the weakened Vivien, Andrea shouted to the Dragon Emperor with some anxiety.

The Dragon Emperor didn't expect that the magic origin would be so tricky—he tried his best, but he only had the power to parry.

Obviously, the battle will continue, the Magic Origin has the advantage at this moment, and the defeat of Iran Hill or the Magic Continent seems to be imminent.