Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 752 Siege and Killing
The high-level evolved demon lizardmen were incredibly fast. They soared into the sky from the Leru Grand Canyon, casually attacking two airship squads patrolling the perimeter to scout the battle situation. In the end, it only took them a few minutes to arrive at the foot of Yanshan Mountain in an instant.

The artillery positions set up on the mountaintops and in the valleys continued to roar, shells raining down on the distant canyons like a dense downpour. The shockwaves from the shelling echoed through the mountains, and even the birds and beasts in the surrounding area avoided them.

The evolved being's swollen single eye on its chest opened slightly, revealing a complex expression just like a human's... seemingly terrified that these inferior races, considered exiles within their own kind, could wield such earth-shattering and terrifying power.

After a brief pause, two beams of blazing white light suddenly appeared from the dense forest, carrying an intense and undeniable surge of magical energy, and shot toward it from different directions.

This speed... is several times faster than an evolved being using their full flight ability.

The two beams of magical energy converged instantly, and the evolved being who had just been locked on suddenly vanished from the spot, only to reappear a few meters away in the air a few seconds later.

It was by using its innate ability to tear apart planes and use spatial rifts to evade a sure-fire sneak attack.

As soon as it appeared, several beams of light shot out from the dense forest below, attacking from different directions all at once... completely blocking its space to dodge and move.

The evolved being hesitated for even slightly as it disappeared into the spatial rift, and a beam of light grazed its slender, twisted arm. The pure magical energy ripped off a piece of deep red crystal armor from its body, revealing the writhing, healing flesh inside.

Its single, slightly narrowed eye on its chest suddenly widened. It had never expected that this pure beam of energy could cause such damage to the mutated crystal armor.

Staying in the air would undoubtedly make him a sitting duck with no chance to fight back, while those despicable humans hadn't even been seen yet. After dodging the second wave of attacks, the evolved being decisively chose to land on the ground and, using the complex terrain of the dense forest, engaged in close combat with the attackers.

The moment its feet touched the ground, a group of bloodline warriors carrying swords and spears emerged from their hiding place, seemingly having anticipated its next move. The two sides immediately engaged in a chaotic battle upon contact.

What infuriated the evolved beings was that these human superhumans who had awakened their bloodline talents also possessed pure, abnormal energy surging within their bodies. Unlike spellcasters, they could not be eroded or dissolved by the evolved beings. They could only unleash black water weapons and red lightning that were several times stronger than those of ordinary demonic lizards, intending to quickly end the battle and escape the entanglement of the other party.

However, these humans did not intend to fight it to the death. Although there were many of them surrounding it, they mostly engaged in hit-and-run tactics, using melee weapons for close-quarters defense in one hand and explosive guns in the other to fire unexpectedly. Their coordination was extremely good, and they managed to force it to retreat from several of its attacks.

Suddenly, several blinding beams of light pierced through the gaps in the dense forest canopy overhead... Dozens of airships had appeared in the distance at some point, and the magic stone searchlights mounted on the front of the airships all focused on them, illuminating the originally dark forest clearing as if it were daytime.

The demonic lizardman evolved human stood in the center of the open space, his bulging single eye scanning the surroundings... yet he still couldn't find a single spellcaster.

The Son of Flame leaned against the observation window of the airship's pod, standing side by side with the Eye of Illusion... Both of them held a "big gun" far exceeding normal size in their hands, which was a single-shot beam sniper rifle derived from the "Magic Barrett".

To ensure the success of this operation, almost every high-ranking mage who came was equipped with such a custom weapon. Based on their previous experience fighting against alien evolved beings, as long as they did not use their own magic to cast spells on the other party, they would not give it a chance to erode and dissolve their magic.

Behind each of them stood a high-ranking figure. Stormwalker Matthews Willie and Astrologer each extended a hand and placed it on the shoulder of their gun-wielding comrade, using a linking spell to trigger a magical resonance and provide the former with an ample supply of magic power.

Magic weapons like single-shot beam sniper rifles are no longer the kind of individual firepower that ordinary mortals can master... Each super-polymer beam shot from the barrel contains extremely rich and pure magic energy. This concentration of magic energy is so high that it cannot be converted into liquid and compressed into ammunition. It can only be extracted directly from the user's body and instantly restored through the miniature energy-gathering core inside the gun.

On the contrary, warriors with bloodlines that naturally contain abnormal energy can directly control this magic gun without needing to restore energy. However, the number of times they can pull the trigger is far less than that of the spellcaster. Even a high-level warrior like Vaughn can only manage three shots before exhausting his energy and becoming listless.

This also means that the combined magic of two high-level spellcasters can provide enough power to power the spear to fire more than ten shots continuously. Meanwhile, the majority of the high-level mages from Starfire City gathered in the airship can form a dense sniping net, ensuring that the alien evolved human who has recklessly stepped into the pre-set trap below will not return alive!
"Could you get the airship a little closer..." The Son of Flame raised his gun in frustration, but he still couldn't lock onto the phantom that was caught in the scope. The evolved human's speed was just too fast, and with the constant use of space travel, he simply couldn't get a chance to strike.

Of course, Colonel Horden himself would not admit that his marksmanship was poor. Even though he knew he was far inferior to the "magical marksman" Illusionist beside him, being forced into this situation... was still much better than Stormwalker, who was frantically pouring magic into him while holding his shoulders.

This man was truly a renowned "master of outlining" in the military.

The astrologer shook his head slightly and said coldly, "We can't get any closer. This is the current limit at which the airship can remain unaffected by the enemy's corrosive abilities. If we get any closer... the airship's magical core will immediately be detected by it, and we won't be far from losing control and crashing."

The Eye of Illusion tilted its head and chuckled, saying, "Don't rush, wait a little longer... there will always be a suitable opportunity to deliver a fatal blow."

The bloodline warriors currently engaged in combat with the enemy below are essentially human traps sent out to entangle and wear down their targets. As long as they persist in the fight long enough, and the alien evolved humans gradually run out of patience, they will eventually give up on annihilating the humans in their way and instead choose to leave the battlefield and head straight for the artillery positions on the mountaintop.

After all, that was its main purpose in coming here. Every minute of delay would result in hundreds of shells mercilessly slamming into the floating island in the canyon, destroying and sinking it in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)