The giant Devilbeast seemed to be aware of the danger. Seeing that its master had fallen, it flapped its wings and tried to escape, but it did not expect that the situation was different from when it came.
Less than 10% of its companions were still alive, and it did not have the power to fall from the sky. Its huge body slowed down the speed of its ascent. If the Devilbeast stayed on the ground, the machine gun squad would not dare to open fire for fear of accidentally injuring others. But after it rose into the air, this concern was completely gone.
For a moment, more than half of the anti-aircraft machine guns in the camp were aimed at the giant monster.
The dense barrage of bullets from all directions swallowed the Devilbeast whole. Sparks could still be seen on the parts of the Devilbeast that were covered in armor, but the exposed parts of its body were soon shredded. This time, it did not even have the chance to cry out before it fell back to the ground. Stinking blood flowed out of the bullet holes like a beehive and quickly gathered into a shallow puddle under its body.
Agatha could not help but let out a long sigh.
It seemed that Zoey was right. The God's Punishment Witches were indeed a powerful trump card against the Senior Demons. It was no wonder that many high-level officials of the Union sided with the Queen of Starfall City.
The God's Punishment Witches could block magic power at any time and bring the enemies with different Magic Stones to the same level. They were not weaker than the Extraordinaries. This not only fundamentally solved the problem of the unstable power of the witches, but also gave them an unprecedented advantage over the enemies in terms of numbers. For the Union, which was constantly losing ground, this was undoubtedly a ray of hope in their despair.
According to Lady Alice's original plan, as long as half of the non-combat witches participated in the transformation, it meant that thousands of non-combat witches would become the top combat force. The combat witches would deal with the Demon Army, the God's Punishment Witches would kill the Senior Demons, and the most difficult enemies would be left to the Transcendents. This was the battle that the Empire would go all out in.
These God's Punishment Witches were supposed to be the trump card in the final battle against the demons, so it was reasonable that they could kill the Senior Demon so quickly. In other words, if it took a lot of effort for a dozen of them to deal with a Senior Demon, the Queen of Starfall City would not have bet on this plan.
However, it was too late.
Agatha looked at Zoey, who had a satisfied and joyful smile on her face, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
If the Union had carried out this plan at the beginning of its establishment, the outcome of the second Battle of Divine Will might have been different. At that time, although the humans had been defeated in the Land of Dawn, there were still thousands of towns on the Fertile Plains with a population of nearly ten million. On this basis, the Union could build a powerful army that was not inferior to the demons.
After the defeat of the Battle of Divine Will, the Queen of Starfall City was left with less than a million barbarians and a small piece of land. When she made this decision, she was probably just trying her best.
"Aren't you going to kill it?" Agatha walked to Zoey's side.
The fatally wounded Senior Demon was still alive. These terrifying enemies were even more tenacious than Transcendents in terms of vitality. Even without the observation of the Stone of Measuring, Agatha knew that the remaining Magic Power of the Senior Demon was crazily flowing through its body, trying to repair its broken body.
Of course, this did not mean that the Senior Demon could survive after being seriously wounded. There was a limit to its self-healing ability. Even if it was left alone, it would still die due to the consumption of its magic power.
Not to mention the Red Mist, which would be used up very quickly.
Perhaps Zoey was more willing to enjoy the Senior Demon's pain than to kill it.
"I want to keep it alive first." However, the latter's answer surprised Agatha. "This time, there are many demons, so we should be able to seize a lot of mist storage tanks. If we treat its wounds and replenish it with some Red Mist, it should be able to survive for a few more days. "
"What do you want to do?" The Ice Witch frowned.
"Don't worry. Although I personally want to torture it for eternity, that's only if it doesn't affect the overall situation." Zoey said seriously, "If I remember correctly, there's a witch in another team who can connect with the mind?"
"You want her to connect with the Senior Demon?" Agatha asked in surprise.
Zoey nodded. "I know it's risky, but if it works, we'll have a chance to face the Senior Demon directly. As a superior commander, its brain is worth the risk!"
In the past, this was indeed an irresistible temptation for the higher-ups, Agatha thought. But now was not the era of the Union. Neither His Majesty nor Tilly Wimbledon would force a witch to risk her life because of a possibility.
Unless Camilla Dary was willing to do so.
Just as she was hesitating, several explosions suddenly came from the other side of the battlefield!
From here, she could see a large cloud of dust rising from the northern front line, as if it had been swept away by something.
However, she did not hear any intense gunshots.
Could it be that the Senior Demon still has a team of Devilbeasts? Or … the demons have broken through the defensive line?
Agatha hurriedly activated the Sigil of Listening. "Sylvie, what's the situation at the front line?"
"A monster we've never seen before is attacking us," Sylvie's anxious voice came from the Sigil. "The front line needs support from the Longsong Cannons!"
…
After the stone pillars exploded, the mortar shells also fell on the Demon Army.
For the Mad Demons, who were covered in animal bones and leather, there was not much difference between a 152mm howitzer and a mortar. On the contrary, the latter, with its advantage in quantity and firing speed, caused more damage to the sprinting enemies.
On the battlefield, where shrapnel was flying everywhere, the demons, who were charging forward without any cover, further increased the killing efficiency of the shells. It was normal for each explosion to set off a mist of blood. Faced with the continuous bombardment, the enemy's momentum was stopped.
However, Sylvie was no longer in the mood to observe the results of the battle.
Apart from monitoring the movements in the air, she could only see the four evil monsters in her field of vision.
Unfortunately, the mortars were not so effective against the crawling monsters made of black stone and metal.
If it was not a direct hit, it would be difficult for the shrapnel to penetrate its shell.
At this moment, a black stone pillar grew out of the crawling monster's back again. Sylvie found that it was really a part of the monster's body. Whether it was the stone or the meridians and blood vessels, they were all peeled off from its body bit by bit and then reassembled into a cylinder.
She knew that she had to destroy these long-range enemies as soon as possible.
The previous round of projectiles had caused a lot of damage to the First Army. As they were unprepared, more than 100 people were injured at the front line, and some soldiers were even shot in the shoulder and chest while they were in the trenches. More importantly, to suddenly suffer this kind of unheard of attack without any countermeasures was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the morale of the troops.
Fortunately, the enemy's "growth" process was much slower than the loading of the cannons.
"The Artillery Battalion is doing its best to restore the Longsong Cannons." Agatha's calm tone made her feel more at ease. "I'll ask the battalion commander to talk to you personally."
"He-hello... Miss Sylvie." Then, a slightly reserved voice came to her. "I'm Battalion Commander Van 'er... It will take some time for the cannons to return to their pre-shooting state. But fortunately, after inspection, one of the cannons is not affected. If you can tell me the shooting parameters, I can arrange people to support it now. "
Sylvie could not help clenching her fists. She suppressed the excitement in her heart, glanced at the compass in front of her, and said the position word by word, "11 degrees 17 minutes north, 2,310 meters away. Please fire!"
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