The cannonball whizzed across the sky and fell at the highest point, with the sound of breaking wind, directly on the periphery of Witholands.

A house on the outskirts of the city was hit directly by a shell, and the huge fire frightened the defenders stationed around it and the refugees who were struggling to survive.

Just when everyone thought that the Iran Hill Empire had started to attack the city with missiles again, the second shell fell, directly lifting off a broken section of the city wall.

All have become accustomed to the days when there are no air raid siren reminders. In fact, they have not had an air raid alert all this time...... The sound of the trumpet that reminds everyone of the enemy's attack is actually of little effect on the early warning.

There is almost no way for the residents of the city to have a safe, concealed and sturdy hiding place.

Although some old buildings will build basement structures such as wine cellars or cellar rooms, most of these cellar rooms are not designed to be explosion-proof and collapse-proof!

If a missile or a shell is hit and the superstructure collapses, the people hiding in such underground chambers are likely to be buried alive. This is not a decent way to die compared to being killed by a direct explosion.

When the second shell fell, everyone thought it was an ordinary missile attack, but when the fifth and sixth shells fell, everyone realized that the problem might have become more serious.

After all, previous missile strikes did not have this density, and missile strikes were more skewed towards high-value targets, and it was unlikely that they would concentrate on the outskirts due west of Witholands.

A more direct judgment comes from the number of shells! In the case of a missile attack, the density and number cannot be so high.

So, when a demon soldier felt bad and shouted loudly that it might be a shelling, a shell from the 800 mm caliber cannon of the Irlanhill Empire directly hit a clock tower west of the city of Witholands.

That ancient bell tower survived two massive bombardments by the Iranhill Empire and was hit by several missile strikes without falling.

Last time, a Tomahawk cruise missile that hit the bell tower directly penetrated the thick façade of the building, penetrated the entire building and exploded on the other side of the street, directly destroying two even taller houses.

So, the hole that was pierced by the missile remained in the bell tower, and it was still the same until just now.

As a result, an 800 mm caliber shell could not give face to any building, it only needed to hit the target, and it could completely wipe this target out of this world.

Sure enough, everyone's expectations were not wasted at all, and the huge explosion engulfed the bell tower that looked like it was quite a bit of a size.

In the midst of the shaking of the ground and the mountains, the huge bronze bell on the bell tower was swept away and deformed by the air waves, flew into the sky dozens of meters high, and then tumbled and fell, smashing into the street full of rubble and small stones.

It was empty, but the deformed bell was still destructively embedded in the street floor, and finally let out a dull hum.

Even, almost two kilometers away from the explosion point, the standing demon had no intention of dodging.

They had been numbed by the explosion, and they were used to the roar. This is where they are sad, they are used to numbness in the face of fear!

Yes, get used to numbness—when they are confronted with the source of magic, the fear of being conquered, the fear of domination, the fear of being repressed, numb them.

They have lived in this state of numbness for 10,000 years and have become accustomed to this numbness. So when greater fear, more terrible destruction was before them, they quickly got used to it.

This is not to blame the demons, only their lives, which have continued like this until they have forgotten their blood and their existence.

Sadly, they only remember the obedience and numbness that go deep into their bones, and only passively accept these cruel truths.

At this moment, the demon mother holding the child looked up at the smoke rising from the distant neighborhood, and her ears were full of the deafening sound of the explosion.

The child in her arms had begun to cry because of the discomfort in her ears, but the mother could only buzz in her ears, and could not hear the cries of her offspring.

A sick demon dog swirled around the demon's lap, very disturbed by the terrible explosions, but the obedience to the demon kept it from leaving.

So there are too many pathetic people or pathetic things in this world, and the numbness of demons is certainly sad, but the lower-end demon dogs are also pathetic because they are used to domestication.

At this time, the explosion swept through the block and blew on these people who were watching the excitement. Because of the separation of buildings, these air waves are no longer so devastating, but this air wave full of smoke and dust hits like a tsunami, and it is indeed very scary.

In an instant, the sky here darkened, and the people standing on the street began to hide in a hurry, and the low bark of the demon dog, accompanied by the creaking and closing of the wooden door, made the place a little lively.

But soon, something even more hilarious happened, a 283 mm caliber shell flew into the neighborhood and exploded directly on the street.

The massive explosion swept away all nearby roads and demolished several houses closest to the epicenter of the explosion into shattered rubble.

Several buildings collapsed, leaving only some walls and load-bearing stone pillars still stubbornly supported there, refusing to fall.

The temple was still more than ten kilometers away from the block where the shelling fell, and the walls of the temple had been cracked by the previous two bombardments, and the magic source looked at the two grains of dust dancing on the table in front of him, and felt that his whole person was about to explode.

Although he adjusted his state, the magical energy that was precious, because his consciousness slowly gathered around him, was indeed consumed a lot by overuse.

As a freak of magic and consciousness, he is powerful, but he is not omnipotent. After using the spatial magic barrier, he also needed a short rest.

After a short break, although he already had the ability to strike again, the change of tricks of the Lovely Lanhil Empire made it impossible for him to make a move again.

The speed of those strange missiles was too fast, and it was already beyond the ability of magic detection, so the magic source could not arrange magic in advance to block the attack of missiles attacking the city.

Now, an even more brutal problem was in front of him, because the cheaper and more efficient shells of humans had a range sufficient to reach Withorans.

He just wants to intercept it again, and he can't intercept so many cheap shells!