"You ...... Never Conquer Great ...... Origin ...... Magic," a demon soldier who fell to the ground said with difficulty as he spat out black blood.

The Iran Hill grenadier who was looking down at him just snorted coldly, not even ready to make up for it with the weapon in his hand.

Because there is no chance of this demon surviving, unless the Medics of the Ellan Hill Empire start rescuing the poor creature now.

However, the Medics of the Irlanhill Empire were not obligated to save him, after all, several of the wounded still needed help after this battle.

"You're all going to die! will be killed by the Great Magical Origin! The wounded demon soldier who had fallen to the ground could not die for a moment, so he continued to babble in his weak voice.

I don't know if he wants to intimidate the victor standing next to him, or if he wants to find a reasonable explanation for his death.

The tremors in the distance approached little by little, and the demon lying on the ground felt that the earth was shaking violently under his body.

His eyes widened as he heard a loud rumbling in the distance, and he saw the behemoth that was getting closer!

Yes, it's definitely a behemoth, it's a city! A huge city was speeding towards him.

Broclan, the fortress city of the Irlanhill Empire, is also a mobile fortress! It appeared less than 30 kilometers away from Witholands!

In front of the dying demon soldier, this huge fortress was entrenched little by little, surrounded by layer by layer, and finally turned into a super fortress like mosquito coils.

"We ...... What kind of opponent are you fighting? The demon lying on the ground closed his eyes, for the tail of the outermost centipede in Bulkland landed right near the village.

The thick, metal-clad centipede leg fell heavily, stomping right beside the demon soldier.

He could even touch the end of the giant centipede's leg, which had fallen so hard that the dust had buried half of his body.

The Iran Hill Imperial soldier, who had been looking down at him, walked back with a cigarette in his mouth, and found a piece of gravel as a bench in the dust that had just fallen.

The heavy armored grenadier of the Irlanhill Empire sat there, exhaled the white mist of a cigarette, and asked the demon lying on the ground with a hint of contempt: "Now, do you still think that we will be defeated?" ”

"Ahem......" The demon tried to answer, and black blood gushed out from his mouth. He coughed violently, his half-buried body convulsing.

He actually wanted to say that he still firmly believed that the Magical Source would be victorious.

However, the demon soldier, who had already sensed that his life force was dying, suddenly realized that his persistence might not be meaningless at all.

As a soldier, he fought to the last moment for his country and for his beliefs. He was about to die, and for a corpse, there was nothing to fight for victory or defeat.

So, at this moment, he suddenly became open-minded, looked at the human sitting beside him, and gasped softly: "I don't know...... But I've fought, it doesn't matter. ”

"For a moment...... There should be a good show that will let you know that this era is the era of the Iran Hill Empire. The human heavy armoured grenadier let out a puff of smoke and pointed to the top of his head, "You should be able to see better than I do." ”

Yes, the demon soldier lying here on his back, the dust in front of his eyes had dispersed, and he could clearly see the blue sky, and he could also see the stout, cold black barrels between the blue sky and him.

There are hundreds of large-caliber guns in the fortress of Bulkland, although most of the guns are old models and the range is not too long, but fortunately, the caliber of these guns is large enough.

Those 203 mm caliber, 283 mm caliber, 406 mm caliber giant guns, all have an ultra-long range of 30 kilometers.

What's more, there is also a terrible 800 mm caliber cannon on the Burkelan Fortress, which also has a range of more than 30 km!

Therefore, these cannons can attack Witholands, and the purpose of the battle has been achieved in this assault operation of the Irlanhill Empire! They were given a bridgehead to attack Witholands, and at the same time kicked off the official attack on Witholands.

"See those barrels? When I watched it for the first time, what I thought in my heart was probably similar to what I thought. The smoking heavy grenadier pointed to the barrel of the cannon that was gradually raising above his head.

"I thought, how can an army be able to fight such a force? When the cannons of this fortress were fired, I felt my insignificance, and I understood a little bit of your despair. He didn't mind that the demons lying on the ground didn't withdraw their gaze from the barrels, and continued to talk to themselves little by little.

Maybe he had been fighting for too long, and he also needed someone to talk to, and this human soldier regarded the dying demon in front of him as a good person to talk to: "That's not the iron will that flesh and blood can resist!" Do you think the Origin of Magic is invincible? I think the Ranhill Empire is truly invincible! ”

"Look...... It seems that we are ...... Desperately ...... here It's a futile thing to stop you......" the demon said breathlessly, trying to pull his badly wounded body out of the upturned dirt, but failed.

Black blood mixed into the dirt, staining it black. The demon stopped struggling and continued to look up at the erecting barrels in a daze.

He seemed to be waiting, waiting for the cannons to roar, spewing dazzling light and billowing waves. Because in his short life of more than 20 years, he has never seen so many artillery, gathered together to fire.

At this moment, he was about to lose consciousness, and his mind was full of thoughts about how spectacular it was to fire ten thousand cannons.

"Boom!" A 203 mm gun erupted tongues of fire, followed by the roar of a 283 mm gun. More artillery shells were fired, and the sounds of various shelling mingled.

When the 406 mm cannon also spewed tumbling waves of air and flames, the Iran Hill heavy armored grenadier, who was sitting there enjoying the sound of various artillery, saw that the demon soldier at his feet had his chest cavity collapsed and never bulged again.