After passing through the encampment, Lightning once again ascended into the sky, and then … stopped.
"What's wrong, coo?" Maggie asked, raising her head.
Instead of replying, she turned around and looked in the direction of Taquila. In the darkness of the night, 200 meters was the limit of her vision. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find the Magic Slayer under such circumstances.
But it did not matter that she could not see him.
Lightning knew that the Magic Slayer could see her.
From the direction of the Taquila, she should be facing away from the moon. As long as the Magic Slayer looked up, he would not be able to miss a shadow in the white moon.
But he did not chase after her.
The only reason was that the Magic Slayer had realized that she was too fast for him to catch up with.
He gave up on the pointless attempt.
She had won this round!
Lightning took a deep breath and stretched out her right hand. Although her fingertips were still trembling, she plucked up her courage and stuck out her middle finger.
That was the gesture that His Majesty had taught her, a symbol of victory!
Then she turned around and flew back to her own camp without looking back. At the same time, she told Sylvie what she had seen.
"A regular cylinder made of God's Stone of Retaliation... I see." Sylvie recorded the approximate size and handed it to Agatha. It was a basic skill for the senior members of the Quest Society to estimate the shape of the shadow and the position of the stone according to the volume of the God's Stone. Soon, the corrected data was sent back to the observation room.
Although there was a visual error, it was better than firing randomly. Sylvie used the Eye of Magic to determine the position and picked up the phone of the Artillery Battalion.
After a while, the Longsong Cannons exploded for the first time!
Even though the flames that came out of the barrel were like fireflies that disappeared in a flash, they were still extremely eye-catching in the plains that were shrouded in darkness.
When more cannons joined the attack, the light from the muzzles even faintly reflected the outline of the Longsong Cannons. Sometimes, the flaming tail of the bullet would leave a short trail as if it were a shooting star leaping from the earth.
On the other side, the echoes of the explosions were endless. The Fertile Plains, which had been in a deep sleep, had finally been awakened.
"So beautiful, coo …" Maggie murmured as she stared at the cannons that appeared and disappeared from time to time.
Lightning stood against the wind and clenched her fists.
Now, there was only one last obstacle left.
…
Ösrook floated in the air, coldly looking at the mud pillars rising in front of his troops. This was the most threatening attack the humans had so far. As long as the projectiles landed in the middle of the army, they could instantly take the lives of more than ten Primal Demons. Moreover, its power didn't need to be displayed through contact. Even if they were separated by several dozen meters, the metal shards shot out by the projectiles were enough to penetrate armor and tear flesh apart.
Even it didn't have the confidence to block a direct hit.
In his report to the Sky Lord, he named this weapon "Fiery Rain".
In addition, there were also "Fire Crossbows" that could continuously shoot bolts, "Fire Sticks" that could be carried by one person... All the current evolution of human beings undoubtedly came from the element of fire. Compared to the "inheritance promotion" that the Grand Lord thought, it was more inclined to be a kind of coincidence. In terms of the diversity of abilities, witches were better. If a suitable Awakened appeared in the next few hundred years, coupled with the long-term study of fire, it was not impossible to achieve a great leap in power.
However, even if human beings had embarked on a path that was completely different from theirs, it didn't mean that he was helpless. For example, the rolling stones made from the God's Punishment Origin showed that they were hard enough to resist the Fiery Rain. Ösrook clearly saw that the God's Stone was still intact after several direct hits and violent explosions. When the opponent's projectiles hit the edge of the stone pillars, they would even directly bounce off without leaving a hole.
The real danger was the Fiery Rain that happened to pass the stone pillars and hit the "tombstones". Their impenetrable armor was completely vulnerable in front of the Fiery Rain. Once they were hit, they would basically be torn into pieces.
Ironically, the King had high hopes for these extremely tough Symbiotic Demons that neither felt pain nor fear. He believed that they were the most valuable breakthrough from the "inheritance shard". Not only did they greatly enhance the supply ability of the frontline, but they also enriched the tribe's combat methods. Only a hundred tombstones were needed to completely wipe out the human beings, which were lowly insects in the eyes of most of the tribe.
Thus, the grand lord handed it exactly one hundred tombstones, not too many and not too few.
However, after more than half a year of fighting, not only were the humans not wiped out, but the Taquila tribe was already on the verge of collapse. Ösrook could now still control less than 40% of the tombstones.
If the Sky Lord didn't trust the King too much on this point, he wouldn't be in such a difficult situation now.
If these Symbiotic Demons were all used up on the road, he could only let the Primal Demons fight them.
That would be no different from suicide. The impact of the Fiery Rain on the God's Stone of Punishment Pillars was not something the Primal Demons could withstand. Even the obsidian claws of the tombstones could be shaken off, let alone their bodies.
But Ösrook didn't care.
Because these sacrifices were all worth it.
And the humans … would pay for their sacrifice.
…
Ten o 'clock at night, in the underground command center.
The battle had lasted for nearly three hours. Every five minutes, Iron Axe would hear the dull sound of cannon fire coming from above his head. At the same time, there would be sparse dust falling.
Other than that, there was no other movement on the battlefield. It was as if the demons hadn't launched an attack and the First Army had been firing at the air all along.
This was completely different from the experience of previous battles.
In order to save ammunition and protect the cannons, he had asked the Artillery Battalion to extend the firing interval and aim most of the firepower at the back of the black shadows. The problem was that even if such an attack caused real damage to the demons, the Magic Eye could not see the results of the battle.
The only thing he could be sure of was that the 152mm Longsong Cannons could not destroy the God's Stone of Punishment Pillars. Although the dense bombardment could slow down the black shadows, they would eventually recover. Iron Axe had no idea how the Spider Demons managed to make such a big guy roll over the crater.
"Damn it." Iron Axe punched the table angrily. "If it was daytime, these monsters wouldn't have survived until now!"
The biggest problem the First Army was facing was that no one knew where the cannonballs had landed. In order to hit the target, the cannons had to fire many times to find the correct landing point. However, when faced with two blind zones that were more than 150 meters wide and almost infinite in length, every shot was equivalent to a test shot without any feedback.
According to Sylvie's observation, the Magic Slayer did not break into the camp. Instead, he was cruising above the black shadows, obviously on guard against Lightning. Although Lightning was faster than the enemy, flying at such a high speed consumed a lot of magic power. It was still possible to sneak in once or twice, but it was too dangerous for the Magic Slayer to stay above the black shadows, shake off the Magic Slayer, and at the same time, provide him with a landing point.
Without any feedback, they would not be able to attack again.
As a result, it would be difficult to quickly destroy the enemy's forces with concentrated firepower.
The current situation was like a bet. He could pour all the cannonballs into the black shadows and completely stop them, but as long as the enemy withdrew the Spider Demons, the First Army would be wasting their ammunition.
Apart from the black shadows, there were also many Mad Demons on the two flanks, as if they wanted to form a pincer attack. If the cannons were aimed at them, they would immediately know the result of the battle. However, these demons were very scattered, and it would be a pity to focus on them.
"That's why the enemy chose to attack at night," Edith said calmly. Edith said calmly, "This is already a gratifying result … Without Sylvie, we wouldn't even know where the enemy is, let alone the blind spot of the shadow. Besides, the demons were always on the receiving end. They didn't panic, so you don't have to worry about it. "
"I just don't want to waste the ammunition that I've accumulated with great difficulty," Iron Axe said with a frown.
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