Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 548 Death from the Sky
"Everyone, please pay attention! We will reach the target area in ten minutes!"

Dave struggled to stuff the palm-sized alchemical communicator back into his arms. The skin shell stripped from the corpse was extremely ill-fitting. The twisted and swollen joints seemed to be about to be torn apart by the bulging muscles of the bloodline warriors, making it difficult to meet the most basic needs of flexible movement... Many people could only cut the joints and tightly wrap the exposed skin with optical camouflage-coated cloth strips.

The airship team, sheltered by the clouds in the sky, began to slowly lower its altitude. Under the moonlight, many demon lizardmen on the ground discovered the strange aircraft coming from above their heads. They stopped what they were doing and looked up.

The airship finally hovered a hundred meters above the floating island. Not long after... Dave could only faintly hear bursts of strange whistling sounds coming from the sky, as if someone was blowing a whistle hard. It was caused by the friction between the heavy metal body of the high-explosive bomb and the air.

Many demon lizardmen were immediately drawn to their full attention, and some even climbed onto the surface of the floating island, looking up at the scene that was difficult for them to understand.

Dozens of metal cones dropped by strange aircraft in the sky crashed into the top of the floating island in full view of everyone, like silent death.

Boom! boom!

A huge ball of scarlet flame suddenly rose up, and the top of the floating island fortress was like a small erupting crater, with blazing fireworks mixed with countless flying debris shooting straight into the sky.

The lizardmen who were standing and watching at the landing point were instantly reduced to ashes. The strong airflow caused by the explosion rose and expanded, forming a violent cyclone that spread around. Countless lizardmen standing on the top of the floating island seemed to be hit head-on by an invisible steel hammer. They were almost immediately blown away, and were thrown down with shattered limbs and broken bones.

A torrential downpour of blood and flesh descended upon the calm surface of the water, soon dyeing it completely red.

The shock wave of the explosion dissipated extremely quickly. Although it only affected an area less than two hundred meters from the top of the floating island, the fragments that were shattered from it flew around like raindrops, indiscriminately hitting the enemies standing on the ground around them in a daze.

These lizardmen who were standing there in a daze became the best targets. After losing the shelter of the trees, they were ruthlessly hit by debris in the desolate clearing.

This was only the first wave of bombing. According to the original plan... the bombing team was required to drop fifty high-explosive bombs in five batches, repeatedly conducting low-altitude bombing on the top of the floating island.

Before the enemy could fully react, the airships in the sky changed their formation again... Several airships scheduled for the second round of bombing regrouped and stayed right above the floating island. More than ten bombs slid down silently, still landing at the same bombing point.

The lizardmen who had managed to survive the first wave of bombing finally reacted and began to flee from the floating island with their twisted long legs. They realized that as long as they stayed away from the floating island, they would not be hit by the debris falling from the explosion on the top.

The scarlet water around the floating island also began to boil, and a large number of demon lizardmen active inside the floating island also began to leave the floating island from the underwater exit, climbing ashore like ants and running away into the distance.

"It seems that the bomb penetrated the top of the floating island and caused some damage to its interior!" Duff and others quietly moved nearby in the chaotic scene, and hid beside a pile of tall, raised fallen trees under the cover of night.

He inserted the magazine of the magic gun back into the ammunition bay, and there was a crisp sound of metal collision. He looked up at the sky again and saw a bright white light flashing repeatedly at the position of the airship pod - that was the start signal of the infiltration operation, and it also meant that the third round of bombing would be temporarily postponed, leaving them about ten minutes to complete the intelligence gathering inside the floating island.

More and more demon lizardmen emerged from the water, and the thick smoke and flames on the top of the floating island almost covered the sky. The high-explosive bombs mixed with dragon flame powder had their own burning effect, and even though there was no flammable material on the surface of the floating island, they still ignited a steaming sea of fire.

"Prepare to enter the water!" Duff shouted, and he and his special forces soldiers ducked through the logging ruins, silently reaching the water's edge. A lizardman, whose lower body was damaged by the explosion and both legs blown off, survived the fall from above. With his visor nearly shattered, he struggled to his feet. Though completely silent, he seemed to be turning his head to warn the fleeing force in the distance. Crack!
The next second, its head suddenly twisted 180 degrees on the spot. Dave acted quickly and ruthlessly, nipping the risk of the team's exposure in the bud.

"Boss! Why don't you wait and see how this thing communicates with its own kind?"

"Are you a pig? If we're exposed before we even get in, what if there are still enemies on the floating island? They'll just trap us!"

The special forces team slid silently into the water, and swam towards the deep fissures of the floating island below in the icy dark river water. From the previous bombing, they observed that there were obviously hundreds of cracks at the entrance and exit of the floating island underwater, and their distribution directions were different... The crack entrance they chose happened to be the one where the enemy did not emerge frequently.

After quickly approaching the fissure, the team waited for another half a minute close to both sides of the fissure underwater. Sure enough, they ran into several demon lizardmen who had rushed out in a panic. They were easily pierced in the neck and chest by the alchemical spikes in their hands. Without any time to react, they slowly sank deeper with the water flow.

His Majesty personally explained to them the weaknesses of these monsters - as long as the outer shell of the demon lizardman was broken and the air was leaked, once the internal flesh and blood were exposed, it would basically be dead.

"So what if you are born resistant to magic? Let me show you the power of mortals' physical attacks!" Dave grinned secretly, raised his hand to signal the rest of the team members, and took the lead in diving into the entrance of the rift.

As if passing through an invisible transparent membrane, Daf felt that he had immediately left the water and came to a corridor... The top of the corridor was inlaid with some irregular crystals similar to magic stones. They were also deep red like the crystal mask of the magic lizard man, but they slowly flashed a dark red light like a living thing, barely illuminating the surroundings with every breath.

The air was filled with the unpleasant stench of rust, and the soles of the feet felt sticky, as if an enemy had overturned a blackwater weapon canister in a panic, spilling the black water onto the floor of the corridor.

Fortunately, the bombing overhead did not affect the underwater area of the floating island, otherwise the flammable black water would probably completely ignite the area and turn it into an impenetrable sea of fire.

A soldier whispered through his crystal visor, "Boss, feel the wall! It's soft!"

Dave raised his hand and touched it. The uneven inner wall of the floating island was surprisingly wet, as strange as if he had entered the belly of some prehistoric monster.

This thing has been sailing and moving in the deep sea and underground rivers for years, so it naturally couldn't be made of steel or rock as expected. It's just that the material is so strange that the team members can't tell it apart... Carefully pulling out the spikes, prying off a piece of the sticky inner wall and putting it into his tactical waist pack, Dave whispered, "This channel at the entrance and exit of the rift must connect to other areas inside. We must advance cautiously and record everything along the way with the Photo Magic Stone!"

"Yes!" The soldiers nodded in unison and just as they took a step forward...then they heard the sound of slippery footsteps at the bend in the corridor.

Five or six demon lizardmen carrying blackwater weapon canisters were surrounding a taller and thinner fellow with a more twisted figure, and were hurriedly heading towards the exit of the rift.

Dave's eyes narrowed as he discovered that the monster surrounded in the center did not have a black can on its back like the other enemies!
It's the Red Lizard Man!

(End of this chapter)