Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1689 The Fall of the Airship 5
By the time Huanmeng realized it, it was already too late.

Her reaction was not unpleasant, and she understood Desterel's intention in the blink of an eye; but Desterel was faster.

She unfolded the magic circle behind Fanmeng.

Huanmeng turned around and looked at the whizzing magic bombardment with desperate eyes - even if she wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Those black-purple light beams mixed with dark blue flashes shot towards the enemy's tank artillery position; at a height of only a few meters from the ground, those light beams split and hit "equally" according to the enemy's density.

The light from the magic explosion is far more dazzling than the cannonballs, and its power is even higher; those chariots have been torn apart by the frenzied magic before they were overturned, and what was blown up to the sky were steel blocks whose shapes were already difficult to distinguish , in the purple-red explosion brilliance, it gave Huanmeng the feeling that it was pieces of pale bones that were cracked out of rotten flesh and blood.

People in the chariot are not even allowed to feel the pain of death: Those explosions have strengthened the impact to the extreme, not only the blast wind that simply knocks objects into the air, but also the high-pressure wind blades hidden in it—the chariot and artillery It was the metal body that was destroyed.Even metal can't bear it, let alone a human body?

Under such an attack, it seemed unnecessary to clean up the battlefield—there were no useful things left, unless those things were returned to the furnace as unformed steel ingots for recasting.

"Phew, those people should be aware of this level of achievement." Desterel said with a sigh of relief, "Master Huanmeng, I don't want your body to be stained with any filth; the filth of killing people The most extreme thing, just be done by me alone.”

"You...you still know that this is an extremely dirty thing!" Huanmeng roared with tears in the corner of his eyes, "If that's the case! Why do you want to kill them! There is no need to take their lives! If it is you If so... it is possible to let them leave here without any casualties!? Why, why!?"

"No, it can't be done." Desterel said seriously, "Killing people must be done by someone; if you want to solve the problem without killing people, no one can think of such a way... You can't do it , I can't do it, even... no one who is stronger than me can do it."

Anyone stronger than... Desterel...?
Wait, someone stronger than Desterel?

The first figure that popped up in Huanmeng's mind was...

"Phew, the mission is complete, and I can't stay here for long." Desterel's face regained the casualness and joking, "Don't worry, I left a little troop, although it's not enough to fully support National defense, but it is also enough to prevent the Anti-Falcon Alliance from switching prey midway..."

Anti-Falcon Alliance?
Is it an alliance formed by the surrounding countries that gathered to attack the Falcon Country...

"Next, they should choose to retreat; don't worry, no one will accuse you of such a destructive method, hehehe..." Desterel said, his figure suddenly Disappeared in place.

Her magical reaction also disappeared, and she seemed to have left completely.

Huanmeng lay back weakly, letting herself float in the night sky.

Once Disterrell really wanted to make a move...wouldn't he be able to resist at all?
(End of this chapter)