I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

24 rockets were launched into the sky every second, and in a moment a meteor shower formed again and covered the coordinate point. The exploding rockets formed a dense suppressive mist that continuously eliminated and decomposed the magical elements in the air.

The ordinary soldiers on the battlefield also received the signal command. They were already prepared and threw out elemental smoke bombs to transform the battlefield into a magic-free zone, rendering all magic equipment inoperable.

The earth magic that was brewing faintly was aborted. Want to turn the tables with magic? I've been waiting for you to do this. No way!

The formation of a local magic-forbidden zone caused all the colorful magic shields around the alliance forces to disappear, but it did not have much impact on them.

The Tiger tank's anti-gravity system failed and its two tracks sank deep into the snow. Fortunately, the staggered road wheels evenly expanded the contact area, so that the tank would not be stuck in the snow.

The tanks participating in the battle this time all have twin-engine systems and use traditional diesel engines.

Mecha warriors carry a large number of crystals for internal energy supply, and can maintain high-intensity combat for 50 minutes without relying on the external environment.

In comparison, the Allied Forces, whose majority of fields were based on the magic system, were in a miserable situation.

The air cavalry was instantly destroyed by the group of fighter planes. Without their magic, the air cavalry was like a living target flying into the sky like a turkey. The previously strong body of the monster was easily shattered by the attack of the machine gun, and the master on its back was shattered together.

The multi-layer magic-reinforced position defense line also lost most of its effect, but fortunately there are still various new artillery, machine guns and tanks that allow them to continue to maintain the defense line.

Chapter 296: Take care of yourself and benefit the world.

Is the Moseladale defensive line poor?

Not bad actually

The triple trench defense line and the headquarters' transformation into a fortress-like military city have both defensive and offensive capabilities, just like a snarling hedgehog. Supplies are buried deep in underground warehouses, so even if external aid is cut off, it can still last for a year or two.

But these were built on what the Confederate Army had learned in the Union's foreign wars.

During the Seris Federation era, Media relied on the trench warfare system to show the continent what it meant to attack and seek death.

They have suffered losses and witnessed the power of this system, so they naturally believe in it.

Moreover, their strength on paper is countless times stronger than the Federation's original financial resources, and their air force has an even greater advantage. At least they can fight against the Alliance in air battles and eliminate the hidden danger of being attacked by air.

However, tactics are outdated after all, and no matter how well or perfectly they are done, they don't mean much.

The Allies can only fight the Alliance on equal terms in the air, which is equivalent to not having air superiority on the battlefield, so the Alliance can deploy armored forces and cooperate with engineering vehicles to carry out powerful penetration breakthroughs.

The trench formation must be able to hold the line, even if it can only stop the enemy from advancing. If it fails to do so, it will be nothing more than a network of rat holes.

After the engineering vehicles built the iron bridge, the armored troops continued to break through and clear the heavy firepower, without having to worry about the debris in the trench.

The Alliance soldiers didn't even need to jump in for hand-to-hand combat. They stood outside the trenches, firing grenades with assault rifles to clear an area, and then a large number of flamethrower armored soldiers who were protected in the rear jumped into the trenches.

Close combat? Who will fight you?

The napalm sprayed from the pressurized nozzle in his hand turned the entire trench area into a pool of magma. The Allied soldiers who were waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack suddenly turned into Hell Knights, fluttering around shouting all kinds of names.

King Puelente was furious watching the situation in the city, but he didn't have any better solution.

The gigantic King Machine amplified his magical abilities to a terrifying level, allowing him to leap from a ninth-rank wizard into a super-powerful being close to demigod strength. This was also the fundamental reason why the machine could remain prosperous.

It gives the magician the capital to fight against opponents of higher levels, especially the magic core that can absorb the surrounding elements. When a magician wears it, it is like turning on a recovery and amplification plug-in.

But a good cook cannot cook without rice. The Alliance's continuous suppression rocket baptism cleared out all the magical elements around. The exclusivity of the suppression elements made the surrounding space terrifyingly clean. He couldn't even find many elements that he could control.

After all, he is not a true demigod. He does not have an elemental core in his body that all demigods have. He cannot draw energy from the core or the alien space. He is just taking advantage of the high amplification of his body.

King Puelent's eyes were filled with anger, irritation and other negative emotions, but facing this almost one-sided situation, he did not feel worried or afraid, as if it was the alliance that was being suppressed and about to break into the city.

He really wasn't worried or afraid. When the war reached this level, the victory or defeat had nothing to do with them, or with humans.

Thousands of miles away, in the lecture hall of the Serra Union National University, Honorary President Medea was flipping through the general history of the magic continent at the podium, chatting with the university students who were sitting and standing in the packed classroom.

The history of the magical continent is naturally different from the history of the previous life, but they both have the same function, which is to summarize experiences and lessons from the records of predecessors.

Although the fighting on the main continent was fierce and the alliance had transformed into a wartime military-industrial system, all of this had intentionally or unintentionally avoided providing the student group with a stable environment.

It can be said that even if it is noisy outside, the areas where various schools are gathered will not be affected at all. If anyone dares to come to the school to lead the pace, Anna does not need to do anything, and Medea will chop them down without blinking an eye.

Especially the school administrators and teachers are subject to very strict monitoring and review.

Students, or young people, are the future of a country.

Especially as the league enters a stage of rapid development and is eager for new talents, a college student’s participation in the league at this time basically means that he/she will be the country’s future decision-maker.

Just look at their clear and stupid eyes in the audience, which bad uncle wouldn't want to fool them?

After all, as long as they can fool them successfully, it means that they have grasped the ideological tendencies of this group of people. Even if it is only a small part of them, they can influence the decision-making direction of a field of the alliance in the future to develop in a direction that is beneficial to them.

She does not allow anyone or any force to interfere in education at this stage. She is happy to use this trick on others, but it does not mean that she wants to be treated the same way.

Therefore, if one wants to influence students’ thinking, whoever puts out his hand to press the nail will not have his hand chopped off, but his bones will be crushed to dust.

There is no telling how many university tutors and professors have been fired internally over the years. Anna has really made it so that whoever dares to bend his butt will be left with nothing but a butt.

After all, Medea has concluded that if the route is wrong, it will be useless no matter how many books you read.

The weight of this sentence alone is equivalent to stripping off the protective layer of the alliance's senior intellectuals, and the internal security forces dare to hang up and interrogate people after they have captured them.

"I remember someone once said that the world before and after 3200 in the Magical Calendar is two different worlds. The world before is dark, and the world after is bright. Because I was born not long after 3200 (laughs)."

When Mitia said this, a smile appeared on her face, and the students in the audience also laughed.

"Rather than saying that I ended the foundation of the previous aristocracy's rule, it is better to say that your ancestors gathered with me to end that dark period. Justice may be late, but it has not forgotten to descend on this dark land and bring it light."

"Some people may question whether justice delayed is still justice, but the fact that you are now standing in the sunshine and thinking about this issue is the meaning of justice delayed."

"And now, the baton is about to be passed to you. I hope you can do your best to spread the light of justice to the world and continue to change the world."

Glancing at the young faces of the students below the stage, Mitia thought for a moment and then said, "Let me say something to you in the end."

"Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world."

“Perhaps future life will erase the ideal of changing the world, but please do not deny the courage and responsibility we once had, because that was our original appearance and the proof of our journey.”

“I hope you and I can maintain our noble humanity, enjoy the calm awakening of each day, and listen to the changes of time with love and courage. This is what I understand as keeping to oneself.”

Medea's voice softly brushed past everyone's ears:

“When we have enough power to realize our ideal of changing the world, please do not forget the initial swamp and mud, and do not abandon your former responsibilities and original intentions, because there are still souls waiting for salvation in the dark tunnel.”

“I hope you and I can transform into an endless breeze, cross the vast sea and mountains together, reach the other side of the sky that has not yet been illuminated by the sun, and blow away the haze covering the world.”

“And this is what I understand as benefiting the world.”

Anna, standing in the shadows, felt a little sore in her eyes.

Don't deny, don't forget, don't abandon.

Maybe she was overthinking it, she always felt that there was something else behind Medea's words.

Chapter 297 Dragon Clan? You are worthy of it!

"I think we can travel a little bit and think about how our descendants will view us a thousand years from now."

“By then, perhaps everything will have changed beyond all recognition. But I hope they will believe that we today are doing our best to leave them a safe haven…”

Midya turned to look out the window halfway through her speech, paused, and put a smile back on her face: "Okay, students, time is up, get out of class is dismissed!"

Anna quickly followed Medea and asked, "What's wrong?"

Although the process seemed normal, careful Anna easily noticed that Medea was a little hasty.

Medea turned her head and looked at Anna and smiled. She put her hands behind her back and took two quick steps like a young girl. Her tone was full of lightness: "It's nothing, I just have to leave for a while. I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."

Anna's pretty face turned pale as if struck by lightning: "What! I...you..."

Seeing this, Medea quickly patted Anna on the back and said, "Don't be impatient, listen to my explanation... No! Listen to my explanation!"

Medea held her slender waist and said, "Well... you can understand that the Queen of the Alliance, the Goddess of Holy Light, will be away for a while, the time is unknown. But I will always be here in front of you."

Seeing Anna's confused look, Medea tapped her delicate nose and said with a smile: "In general, we have gained an absolute advantage in the continental war, but the winner has not yet been decided in another field."

"Once you calm down, you will be able to figure out the rest with your smart little head. In short, just remember one thing: I am always here. Be patient, don't let your emotions control you, and let the bullets fly for a while."

A female voice with a faint and magnetic voice sounded in their ears: "They have started, your church is ready, we should leave."

Medea hugged her and her body turned into a point of light and disappeared, leaving Anna in a daze on the campus, thinking about Medea's last words:

"It all started with me, so I have to walk the final stretch. I will let the flames of war spread across the continent and crown the Alliance."

Suddenly, a strong and suffocating pressure brought Anna back to her senses. She covered her chest and her vision went dark. She took a few breaths and tried to calm her pounding heart. She raised her head and looked around. The students around her had already kneeled or lay prone on the ground.

Looking up at the sky, it turned out that there was nothing wrong with her eyes, but the sky was really dark.

The midday sun should have been shining brightly on the earth, but at this moment the sky was completely dark, and the sun became enchanting, revealing a strong malice like the eye of a devil.

Whether it was the fiercely fighting Moseradale, or the allied forces that had penetrated into Torveta and were about to complete the final encirclement, all actions stopped.

It’s not that they don’t want to move, but an unshakable force is holding them down, and even their consciousness is gradually becoming blurred under the heavy pressure.

In the vast pressure, they seemed to see spears formed by millions of golden lights falling from the sky and shooting towards them.

A faint white light lit up on their chests. It was the badge of the Church of Holy Light that they were wearing that took effect. The golden and white light continued to collide and dissipate, and it took a while before it gradually subsided.

"I didn't expect you would actually take the damage for these reptiles. You're such an idiot."

Medea's figure slowly emerged above the Alliance soldiers outside the walls of Moseladale: "I'm not like you. I have no divinity as a god, and no humanity as a human. I'm like a heartless scumbag."

In front of Medea, a group of more than twenty people, at least demigods, looked at her with different expressions.

There is malice, curiosity, pride, anger, and contempt.

Medea looked at the people in front of him, oh no, these gods, with a faint smile on his face and mocked Ifdien.

Ifdien's face darkened and he was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by his ally beside him.

"Medea Saint Ackerman Astaire, Goddess of Holy Light, the war you have started has affected more than half of the world, billions of lives have been dragged into the chaos, and it has caused tens of millions of casualties so far, and there is a trend of continued expansion."

The huge red dragon with a wingspan of a thousand meters and blazing flames all over its body snorted and continued in a muffled voice:

"For this reason, on behalf of all the people on the continent, we declare that this war is over and must not continue. The multinational joint forces are disbanded, the Goddess of Holy Light withdraws her troops, and her sphere of influence returns to the subcontinent. On behalf of the continent, I recognize that the Goddess of Holy Light has the legitimacy, justice, and uniqueness of governing the subcontinent."

"The war ends here. Those who violate the rules will be jointly surrounded and exterminated by all races and creatures on the continent."

Hearing the sound coming from the sky, the faces of the Alliance soldiers who were forced to kneel on the ground suddenly turned red, and they were all very angry.

Seeing that the situation was so good, they were asked to retreat now, or to retreat to the subcontinent. Then they had to give up everything they had before? Give up Surya, give up Ernesto? So many people died, and so many people died in those rebellious countries. What was they trying to achieve in the end?

Ifdien at the side had a smug smile on her face. This was the reason why she never fought with Medea to the end. The division had been fixed long ago. It didn't matter who won or lost, because everything would return to its original state in the end anyway.

So she doesn't care even if she is alone now, time is the best antidote.