My Empire

When he called out that me, his whole person was shrouded in terrifying light radiation. Like being shrouded by millions of sacred magic lights, the senior magician of this magic empire remembered his life at this moment.

Of course, this chapter has no time to repeat the growth path of this powerful magician due to the word count problem, so about 3 million words have been omitted here.

Then, before he had time to prop up his magical defense barrier, his body was torn to pieces by the ensuing huge impact airflow, and was evaporated into gas by the terrifying energy.

The megaton nuclear warhead that exploded over the city of Bellevue exploded with the most terrifying power at the most suitable height. In just a moment, the streets near the center of the explosion were vaporized into flat ground.

The towering magic towers nearby evaporated in an instant, and people on the streets had no time to avoid them, they were stunned and turned into ashes, and even no bones were left, and they completely disappeared from the world.

Immediately following the ground shaking the mountains, a shock wave that destroyed the earth and the earth followed one after another. It swallowed all the buildings passing by, including the people in the buildings. There was no crying or praying, and when people realized what had happened, they stopped thinking.

Compared with the magic forbidden curse, the heat burned everything in Bellevue. The street was burned in a second, and the buildings near the edge of the explosion were also reduced to ashes with the spreading shock wave.

Despair in this explosion is only a momentary emotion, everything here will be silent, everything here will be destroyed, everything here will become history.

Along with the diffusion of the shock wave, there is a constant high temperature. At least at this moment, the temperature of the core of the explosion can melt everything in this world. The propped up magic protective barrier didn't hold on for even a microsecond, it shattered and collapsed in the steaming mushroom cloud.

Countless magic towers collapsed in the shaking, countless magicians propped up the defensive magic barrier before the explosion, and then watched themselves and their own barriers were destroyed by the explosion.

Within the dragon's lair, countless half-sized young dragons and already-grown giant dragons were also killed instantly. These tenacious creatures covered with scales only struggled slightly before being completely evaporated. .

They roared desperately in the cage, trying to break free of the chains, but the chains that bound them melted into the flames. The thatch under their feet is lit, their scales are roasted and peeled off, their eyes are blinded by light...

Before the dragon knights guarding these dragons had time to get out of their house, they found that their bodies and armor had dissolved together. They fell in the room, and then disappeared into the world together with the room.

Even in the outermost buildings of the city, no one is immune. Under such a powerful attack, everyone is equal, without exception. The farmers in the suburbs of Bellevue saw spectacular sights they had never seen in their entire lives.

An incomparably huge mushroom cloud evaporates and rises, with an indomitable momentum and countless souls rushing through the clouds above the head.

Because the power of the explosion was too strong, the surrounding air formed a huge ring around the mushroom cloud.

And at the foot of this mushroom cloud, the magic city of Bellevue was being destroyed the year before, and it was the destruction that no one could stop it was collapsing and dissipating, and more than half of the residents lost their lives in an instant.

Whether the crime deserves it or the innocent suffers, everything about the residents of Bellivine can only be told by others. They themselves have lost the qualification to speak, or they have lost everything.

The splendid palace collapsed in the shaking, and the huge pillars of carved beams and painted buildings broke in trembling. The statues carved with exquisite patterns burst and fell, and the beautiful multicolored glass windows had long been shattered and scattered on the ground.

Then, in the next second, the shock wave passed through all of this, and the collapsed palaces, broken stone pillars, cracked statues, and beautiful glass all turned into powder and drifted away in the endless wind.

The mother with the baby was instantly burned into coke on the street corner, and the soldiers in armor were melted and stuck to the wall. Under this absolute sanction, no one can be spared. The sins are heavy at this time, and it often means that the effect is amazing.

"What's the matter?" A Saint Demon Empire farmer standing in the yard watched his house collapsed due to the earthquake, and asked subconsciously in shock.

He was far from Bellevue, so he was not directly affected by that nuclear bomb. But he looked at the collapsed house and the mushroom-shaped cloud that seemed to hit the sky in the distance, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The troops deployed outside Bellevue also suffered heavy losses. Their mountain-moving beasts were killed by the shock wave, and countless soldiers' armor twisted and crushed their internal organs and fell to the ground struggling. More people clutched their eyes and wailed, and countless dragons broke free from the reins and fled hurriedly like large rats.

"Quick...Go and save people..." The first sentence of a holy demonic empire general who was lifted to the ground after getting up from the ground was to shout desperately at the men who lifted him: "Save people!"

However, after he shouted this sentence, blood with a light blue light poured out of his mouth. He looked at the man who pulled him up, and found that there was still a collapsed piece on his chest. Tent parts.

The subordinate squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said intermittently with his blood-spitting mouth: "Sir...Sir...I, I'm afraid, can't, can't... continue, continue to follow you."

After speaking, the subordinate fell down and fell to the ground without a sound. The officer who was vomiting blood staggered forward two steps, vomiting a large mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground without a sound.

More tents were burning, and the soldiers inside burst out of the tent with flames, flapping the flames on themselves. Fortunately, they all have magical protections, and the burned people are still a minority. However, the entire military camp is now in a mess, and countless wounded are waiting for treatment.

The situation in the city is even worse. It is not that there are people who survived, but they are the only ones they can count on. The whole city is burning, and the streets and lanes are full of charred corpses.

The system has collapsed, and rescue work has naturally slowed down. Everyone is now overwhelmed and reluctant to be in good shape, and they are also trying to find their own relatives...or, looking for the dead bodies of their relatives.

In fact, many people still don't know what happened. In their opinion, it was an explosion that exceeded the magic forbidden curse and happened in the city of Bellevue. As for how it happened, and who made such an explosion, they don't even know.

A few people thought of Ailan Hill who was fighting against the Holy Demon Empire, but more people were still suspecting that Griken's magic forbidden spell attack was, after all, terrifying nuclear weapons too unfamiliar to mankind.

"Grecken's attack?" Looking further away, looking at the long-lasting huge mushroom cloud in the sky, a general of the Holy Demon Empire pulled the reins of the dragon, and looked at his subordinates beside him in shock.

"No... Gricken has never used magic forbidden spells against other countries... Maybe, it could be... Ailan Hill?" The man swallowed a spit, guessing nervously.

From his standpoint, he was unwilling to guess Ailan Hill's answer. Because if it was really Ailan Hill, it would be tantamount to saying that the war between the Holy Demon Empire and Ailan Hill was a joke from beginning to end.

What kind of stupid is it to declare war on a country with such a powerful weapon? What's more, only with conventional weapons, Ailan Hill is already powerful and can be on the same level as an ordinary magic empire...

Well, some of these people used to put gold on their faces. In fact, Ailan Hill had already overwhelmed ordinary magic empires such as the Holy Demon Empire by relying on powerful conventional weapons.

"Alan Hill... can they have such a weapon? What else should we fight? Forget about surrendering?" The general snorted annoyingly while pressing his sword, then turned his head and looked at the frightened people behind him. Dragon Knights: "When the explosion is over, enter Bellevue as soon as possible. Save as many as you can!"

"Yes!" dozens of dragon knights quickly responded. You know, entering Bellevue at this time, but taking a huge risk. Who knows if the enemy who launched the attack will come again?

This huge explosion cannot be prevented by humans. If the other party is afraid that there are still people alive in Bellevue, and suddenly launches an attack again, those who enter Bellevue's rescue will be completely finished.

But they couldn't refuse this order, because they also wanted to go in and save people. That huge mushroom cloud shrouded the place, after all, they used to yearn for, a holy place of magic.

A few hours later, while Bellevue was still shrouded in flames, countless magicians from all directions began their rescue. And under the thick smoke, is the city that has long been in ruins.

They found survivors who were already inhuman, as well as countless bones and incomplete corpses. Like the mortal cities they once destroyed, this place was turned into a real **** by mortals.

Bellevue, symbolizing the splendor of the magical world, was completely destroyed under the attack of nuclear weapons, which also represented the end of the era when magic ruled this continent. With the accompaniment of the Rhapsody of Death intertwined with shock and collapse, countless souls were passed away.

For the high-levels of Ailan Hill, their more regret is that they cannot see this feast of enemy destruction with their own eyes.