Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 586 Medium-Range Bombing
The Son of Fire followed the airship he was riding as it slowly rose into the sky, looking down at the two huge steel warships below and the busy soldiers on the deck.

This was not his first time fighting alongside mortals. As early as his early twenties, he had already been a leader among the junior combat mages. He followed the predecessors of the Federation to Blackrock City and fought in the bloody battlefield against the demons.

There is no shortage of spellcasters from wizard families in the alliance of the southern countries. They often come to the battle with a large number of followers... Those weak mortal soldiers are actually not stupid. The moment they arrive at the Evil Moon Mountains, they clearly know their tragic fate.

Out of fear of death and a self-destructive mentality, these mortals would let off steam before a battle, falling into a complete revelry until the battle officially began... The Alchemy Exploration Society would even distribute some cheap, short-acting berserk potions to them so that they wouldn't be unable to hold their swords when facing the demons.

But here, Fair felt a completely different scene.

The professionalism displayed by these mortal soldiers in tactics and strategy, as well as their astonishing discipline... He had no doubt that every low-level soldier here would be capable of commanding a small cavalry unit under the command of the noble lords of the southern countries.

They do not need any incitement or temptation, no routine rewards before going into battle, and no military judges waving whips to repeatedly whip and coerce them... Everyone knows what they should do, and even when on standby, they will not do nothing, but will focus on cleaning and debugging the weapons in their hands.

"Mr. Fell... zizizi... Mr. Fell...zizizi... I hear you... please answer!"

Colonel Vaughn's voice came from the alchemical communication device of the airship, which also meant that the silence of the entire army was lifted and the operation officially began.

The Son of Flame pressed the button on the communicator and said in a deep voice, "Roger that! We just flew over the blocking line at the lake mouth and are about to reach Big Bear Lake!"

Before a reply could be received from the other side, a battle mage who was riding with Fair suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the northwest, exclaiming, "Chief Holden! Look!"

A few miles ahead, a vast and boundless lake came into view, as if a huge silver mirror was suddenly embedded in the dark green wasteland. The scenery was bizarre and magnificent.

What was even more shocking was that a huge hill-like island suddenly emerged from the center of the lake, which seemed out of tune with its surroundings. The surface of the floating island was towering and rugged, covered with dark moss-like attachments, and the part that was exposed above the water was as big as Harvey's castle in Spark City.

Fell squinted his eyes and stared for a while, muttering, "It's hard to imagine that they could control such a huge floating island and sail all the way here through the dark river waterway in the abyss."

At this moment, Vaughn's command finally came through the communicator, "Attention everyone in the airship squadron, the decoy plan is activated immediately!"

The thirty airships, which were operating at full speed, lowered their altitude and speed, slanting downwards towards the Great Bear Lake... Before they could get within a kilometer of the floating island, they were immediately spotted by a large number of enemies active on the lakeshore.

Crystal spears condensed from black water were thrown into the sky like raindrops, but they could not even reach the bottom of the airship. Several spellcasters casually threw several area attack spells to the ground, knocking many demon lizardmen to the ground... and then watched them stand up again in the blink of an eye.

"Those disgusting skins of theirs truly possess a high resistance to magic!"

Fell grinned grimly, raised his hand and took the magic gun from the weapon rack. It took him only three seconds to load and aim, and with one shot, he shattered the crystal visor on the enemy's head on the ground. Then he looked at the enemy with satisfaction as if he was rotting from the inside and slowly collapsed to the ground.

"Inform everyone to conserve their magic power reserves and use their magic guns to freely fire and kill the enemy... We should try to make some noise on the riverbank to lure out the Winged Ones on the floating island."

This way, they wouldn't have to take the enormous risk of approaching the floating island and facing the enemy's anti-aircraft blackwater jets. The battle mages were already skilled with the annihilation spears, and their accuracy with the mana spears was naturally no less impressive. Sporadic gunfire rang out from the airships, and the gathered lizardmen on the ground fell to the ground one by one as if they had been called out.

About a few minutes later, the floating island not far away indeed reacted... The battle mages watched as a huge flower-shaped gap suddenly appeared on its top, and then a thick dark cloud emerged from it and rushed straight towards the lakeshore.

When they got closer, they found that the dark cloud was actually countless winged creatures stacked and crowded together, flying like a swarm of flies. The violent vibration of their flesh wings and the sound of collision and friction between them were extremely harsh.

"Everyone retreat! Evacuate immediately towards the blocking line, fly at full speed!" Fair picked up the communicator and gave the order the next second. Almost at the same time, several airships that fell behind also launched a counterattack with beam weapons.

The group of Winged Creatures who were also rushing in the front immediately crashed into the death net woven by the scattered light beams, and turned into small pieces of flesh and blood that splattered to the ground... But even with such a short delay of a few minutes, the three airships that took the lead in counterattacking were immediately surrounded by the enemy.

The Winged Creatures were clearly aware of the power of beam weapons, and they scattered and dodged flexibly, always circling around the blind spots of the pod's attack, releasing black water and red light at the casters within.

Fortunately, they did not understand the operating principle of the airship and did not immediately focus their attention on the inflated airbag, otherwise the trapped mage would have crashed long ago.

More Winged Creatures bypassed the trapped airship and continued to chase the large force not far away.

Several high-level spellcasters finally couldn't bear it any longer and cast flying spells to return to the rescue... The combat tradition of the Mage Corps is coordination and progress together, and abandonment and betrayal are never allowed.

The Son of Fire kept looking back and resisted the urge to return to rescue and engage in close combat with the enemy several times. As the person in charge of the bait plan, he had to take the lead in leading the airship squadron to lure a large number of Winged Creatures to the predetermined ambush site and cooperate with the ground forces to completely wipe them out.

At this moment, a faint thunder-like sound suddenly came from the distant sky. Looking up, the clouds and sunlight above the head did not change at all... It was not an abnormal celestial phenomenon.

But the sound of thunder was getting closer and closer. Fair only felt that his ears caught a sharp whistle like tearing the air, and then a huge red fireball suddenly rose from the distant lake shore. The ground suddenly rippled and spread outward from the center of the explosion like a tide. The air waves raised by it carried soil and debris, plowing the area hundreds of meters around.

Fair closed his eyes with some pain.

The magical ship's cannon missed the target... It was all Vaughn's fault, that damned coward, for only daring to fire at the floating island from ten miles away. If they had been as brave and fearless as the battle mages he led, they would have blown the enemy's floating island fortress to pieces long ago...

Before he could come to his senses, the second thunder came in an instant.

The surface of the lake on the left side of the floating island was covered with huge splashes of water, and it was obvious that the target had gone astray again.

Then the whole sky suddenly boiled up, and one after another artillery shells whistled through the air, like a circle... and hit the floating island in the middle of the lake squarely.

(End of this chapter)