Chapter 1159： What did you do to me

Chris, who was far in the palace of Serris also felt weak, his mental power was so huge, so after the avatar of the **** puppet exploded, he just walked his brow slightly.

When the avatar of the **** puppet was also destroyed by the source of magic, Chris stood up anxiously and walked to the window.

He knew that this battle would not be particularly easy, but he really didn't expect that the magical origins of the dead end would be so tricky.

Knowing that the opponent would be so strong, he wouldn't let Andrea and Vivian take risks. He just needs to keep the soldiers attacking and consume the other side.

Anyway, he didn't believe that the opponent was already strong enough to directly face the attack of nuclear weapons, strong enough to resist the attack of the Celestial Staff, strong enough to even care about the "Great Fall Technique".

"I'm still too anxious." Some annoyed Chris muttered to himself. At this moment, he felt that his other puppet clone had disappeared.

The avatar of the horn **** puppet... seems to have been destroyed or blew himself up. Chris opened the window in front of him and let the wind blow on his face, which made him a little more comfortable.

Although the mental power was extremely strong, losing three avatars of God Puppets in a row still made Chris feel uncomfortable.

He even became breathing a lot faster, and adjusted for a long time before he stabilized his breathing and barely persevered.

Maybe... the whole army will be wiped out? A bad premonition just appeared in Chris' mind, lingering, making him extremely uneasy.

...

On the battlefield, when the penultimate missile flew out of the vertical missile silo, it failed to launch because of the distortion of the silo.

The entire missile was stuck in the box, until the propellant in the missile body was exhausted, and it did not fly out.

The next missile exploded directly in the missile silo. Although it was not particularly powerful, it completely destroyed the missile launching position.

"The missile silo has lost contact... We have no other means of offensive." The red alert had been flashing inside the main ship bridge, and the officer with his broken ankle smiled bitterly and reported a desperate news.

The fortress commander leaned on his chair, looked at the corner picture on the big screen, sighed and continued to ask, "Is there still a fort? Let them continue firing!"

"Nothing, sir." Another officer replied, "All the turrets have lost contact. The two main turrets have been confirmed to have been destroyed, as are the millimeter-caliber main turrets."

He scratched his head and continued to report the bad news: "The millimeter turret is still there, but the bomb feeder failed, the shells could not be loaded, and the combat capability was lost."

Large-caliber artillery, including their turrets, and internal bomb feeding mechanism, are actually complex and sophisticated machinery. When the fortress is attacked and exploded and collapsed, the vibration can easily damage these internal mechanisms and render these expensive forts useless.

"That is to say, we have lost all the means of attack?" the fortress commander asked calmly.

"Forget it!" The officer with a broken ankle glanced at the officer managing the battle damage and gave an affirmative answer.

"Wait..." He fell feebly on his seat, and the fortress commander said helplessly, "Prepare to shut down the nuclear reactor...to prevent leaks... continue the damage control work, don't panic..."

When he gave this series of orders, the exploding battlefield gradually calmed down, and the source of magic continued to expand its energy group, as if gathering all the energy between heaven and earth.

As his body continues to swell, the terrible energy that is now is comparable to the size of a battleship.

Simply speaking of its size, it may be almost as small as a destroyer. If it is allowed to expand like this, it will soon surpass the aircraft carrier and become as huge as an exploration-class space destroyer.

In theory, as long as he keeps swelling like this, he can fill the entire shattered space and completely submerge the Dragon King and others in this terrifying energy group.

At that time, even if he hadn't killed the Dragon Emperor and the others, the Dragon Emperor and the others could not hide.

Whether it is Chris who is far away in the sky, or the Dragon King who is still in the battlefield, Andrea and others, it seems that there is nothing to do with the magical origin of this terrible runaway.

"It seems that we guessed wrong... He maintains this state, it seems that there is no time limit at all." Vivian leaned weakly in Andrea's arms and sighed with self-deprecation.

"That's really weird. Why didn't he use this state long ago to send us all back to the Magic Continent..." Andrea said in a puzzled way.

"Disdain?" The Dragon Emperor stared at the inflated magic source the size of an aircraft carrier, and he was unwilling to guess.

Once, he thought he was the most powerful magical creature in the world, but now it seems that he is not... the monster in front of him, even if he only takes out a tenth, it is better than his first ten thousand years. The old dragon is stronger.

At least, in terms of magical attainments, he can't compare with the source of magic at all. Thinking of this, the Dragon Sovereign had to sigh with emotion, "This title of'Magic Origin' deserves its name!"

It's a pity, no matter what he thinks, time still passes by one minute and one second. The source of magic is getting stronger every second, and just now, he easily destroyed the avatar of the **** puppet that was close to him and was about to explode.

Now, the seven **** puppet clones of Chris who came here have lost three, and the rest have no backup energy, and their combat effectiveness has been reduced by more than half.

Andrea had drunk the high-concentration magical energy supplement he had brought in the battle, and all the masters of the Ailanhill Empire seemed to have run out of ammunition and food.

The situation of the Dragon King is not much better than that of Andrea. He does not dare to transform into a giant dragon now, because he is afraid that the opponent will continue to use range attacks on him.

Even if he was fighting in a human form, he had consumed more than one-third of his magical energy reserves. If it were not for Andrea and others to help him share it, he might have exhausted the magic and killed his neck.

"I will be able to absorb all the magical energy in the rift in this space soon! Wait for me to release the space magic...you...you can't stop me from doing anything! Hahaha!" The source of magic seems to have seen his victory. Holding it, he laughed arrogantly, and the surrounding space magic gradually collapsed in his laughter.

The moment the space magic began to collapse, the laughter of the magic source stopped abruptly...

"You...what did you do to me?" The source of magic, which was already larger than the two sky battleships, roared in the sky...