A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"Hahahaha! I can't believe that we didn't die in this situation!"

Jack took off his helmet, revealing his iconic ugly face and laughing wildly. He didn't care at all about the large amount of black blood and even rotting and smelly wounds on his body.

You don't need to ask to know that these wounds are the result of negative energy erosion caused by being injured by the undead.

A normal person would have fainted from the pain, but the player's pain perception has long been greatly weakened by the mastermind Isadora.

To be precise, they cannot feel pain like normal creatures at all. They simply know where they are injured, how serious the injury is, and whether it is a broken bone or damaged internal organs.

It was precisely because of this that Jack was able to drag his injured body and run so far.

Otherwise, just the wound pain caused by muscle contraction and other physiological reactions such as sweating and twitching would prevent him from running at full speed and eventually the undead would catch up and kill him.

Wu Sheng on the side was in a similar situation. The inlaid leather armor on his body was torn by unknown undead and became tattered. A scratch on his back was so deep that the white spine could be seen.

But even so, it did not affect his mood. In addition, the large amount of secreted hormones was affecting the brain. The whole person did not look injured at all. Instead, his eyes shone with excitement and he also grinned. He responded: "Yes! This is called surviving a catastrophe but being blessed later. In short, no matter what the final result of this mission is, we have made a lot of money."

Seeing the two people acting like no one else was watching, the players who were already full of envy and jealousy couldn't help but start talking about lemons.

"Damn! What two lucky bastards."

"I just don't understand, why did their team win the first prize among more than 140 people?"

"This is not fair! Everyone should have a share of the 10,000 gold coin bounty."

"Forget it, stop complaining here. Exploration missions like this are inherently luck-based, and there's nothing you can do about it if you're lucky."

"Damn it! I really want to feel the weight of ten thousand gold coins."

"Oh - people are so annoying when compared to others."

"Do you think there is a hidden luck attribute in this game?"

"It's hard to say. At the moment, various mechanisms are still being explored, and maybe there is one. But the realism of this game world is really hard to say."

"It's hard to disagree! Especially since it was my first time to fight a zombie in close combat, the putrid smell coming from the opponent's body, as well as the rotten flesh and eyeballs falling from the body, almost made me, a veteran, sick and vomited."

"Be content! At least you encountered human zombies. Our team ran into a zombie brown bear. That thing is scary."

"It would be nice to have a powerful shotgun. The lethality of crossbows is too low, and it is difficult to cause fatal damage to large enemies at once."

"Gun? I've seen that thing in a weapons store. But are you sure you can afford it? The guns in this world are all alchemical creations, and the bullets are filled with gem powder. A gun costs at least one thousand and fifty One hundred gold coins, and a bullet costs about five silver coins."

"Five silver coins and one bullet? Where are the bullets? It's just money! Forget it, it's better for me to stick to the practical bow and crossbow."

…

Of course, neither Jack nor Wu Sheng paid any attention to these players' random behavior. Instead, they joked with each other in a semi-joking tone from time to time.

After all, I got the biggest benefit, so it's not surprising that others would react like this.

It's like if someone suddenly wins a lottery jackpot, other people who also bought lottery tickets will feel unbalanced.

As long as this psychological imbalance does not turn into malicious aggressive behavior, being verbally criticized will not lose a hair.

With the appearance of Captain Bol, this group of idle guys finally stopped chatting and turned their attention to the "NPC" who had the highest command authority in this mission.

Glancing around at the human compatriots who were from the Earth like him, Bol pursed his lips and showed a smile. He first handed a few bottles of healing potions to Jack and Wu Sheng, and praised them without hesitation: "About this time You guys have done a great job in the search and reconnaissance mission, and you have lived up to the trust given by Floating City and far exceeded my expectations."

"Thank you for your compliment. We just happened to be lucky."

Wu Sheng said modestly, quickly took the healing potion, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

moment!

The healing magic stored inside acts on the body, first neutralizing the small amount of negative energy, and then quickly repairing the wound.

Jack also drank another bottle and secretly stuffed the rest into his backpack.

You must know that even the lowest and cheapest zero-ring healing potion can immediately stop bleeding and save lives, and it sells for as much as forty gold coins.

A first-level potion for treating minor injuries costs 80 gold coins, which is simply not something that players can afford at this stage.

Fortunately, all the consumption for this mission was provided by the floating city for free, otherwise they would rather die a few more times than use this out-and-out "luxury".

Bol obviously noticed Jack's little move of trying to pluck wool from himself, but he did not point it out. Instead, he continued to talk to all the players present: "Whether it is luck or other reasons, in short, it is very important to find Mutahar." Vanessa and Lord Tyrantir both attach great importance to the matter of Er's Floating City and are rushing over as quickly as possible.

In order to prevent those damn undead from escaping with the empire's precious possessions, our immediate task is to gain time at all costs.

This means that the airship will next carry out a suicide mission, that is, to bomb the floating city of Mutahar.

Let me state in advance that this will be a one-way ticket to death, and we have basically no chance of survival.

Tell me, do you feel fear and fear? "

"Look what that says. Do you think we look scared?"

The dwarf player who named himself "Issa" grinned and shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

If it were in the real world, he might think about it or hesitate for a moment.

But now in the "virtual game world", dying once is just a loss of experience points, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Moreover, the rewards of this mission are so rich that it doesn't matter if you die ten times and return to the state of your newborn, not to mention dying once.

In the eyes of this dwarf player who used to be a mercenary, the act of exchanging one's life for high rewards is essentially the same as receiving the pension after one's own death.

Anyway, in the end, he enjoys it himself. As long as the "pension" is high enough, he dares to rush forward and chop him even in the face of a god.

Another human female player named "Leonie" also echoed: "Yes, we are fearless. Please give the order! Tonight we are going to let go and make a big fuss!"

"Very good! Now I officially announce that the bombing mission to the floating city of Mutahar has been officially launched.

Everyone in their places!

When arriving at the designated location, immediately start dropping bombs.

Remember, we only have a few minutes to pour in the firepower.

Then undead creatures with the ability to fly, such as ghosts and wraiths, will come up in waves like a tide.

At that time, you will have to fight to the death with it in every corner of the deck and cabin.

As long as we hold on long enough, support from the floating city will arrive in time. "

Bol told these players the precautions with a serious expression.

Of course, all this information and combat plans were transmitted from the floating city by the mastermind Isadora.

He himself is actually similar to most players, and he doesn't know much about the types, numbers, and abilities of the undead.

"clear!"

The players roared in unison on the spot like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

As we all know, flying in the sky is always much faster than running on the ground.

Even an airship that looks slow can actually reach a speed of 160 to 200 kilometers per hour.

On the ground, if a car wants to drive at this speed, even on a flat road, the car may crash at any time and kill people in the next second.

What's more, the weight of the pod of this experimental magic airship is almost negligible.

Coupled with the constant spells used to resist wind and airflow, the maximum speed can reach an astonishing 450 kilometers per hour, almost reaching the speed of some propeller aircraft in the early World War II.

After a while, the huge airship flew through the dense forest and arrived above the floating city of Mutahar.

Due to the previous exposure of Jack and Wu Sheng's team, the undead creatures in the city now seem restless.

Several undead creature casters who seemed to have been transformed from the Archmage have stopped their previous behavior of transforming and sewing large undead creatures. They are now gathering near the central tower and seem to be performing some unknown magic ritual.

Along with the guidance of negative energy, the entire Mutahar Floating City seemed to become blurred.

At the same time, those plants, vines and the like quickly withered and withered, presenting a strange and twisted beauty.

"No! These guys want to transfer the floating city to a negative energy plane!"

Boll put down the telescope in his hand and his expression suddenly changed.

Different from the castrated version of magic education that players received, the person responsible for teaching him and the other twenty-nine high-end talents magic knowledge was a lich with a spellcasting level as high as LV19.

Moreover, you can freely enter and exit the central library filled with magical knowledge, materials and spells from different worlds, so you can recognize the function of this magical ritual at a glance.

If the other party successfully completes the ritual, then if you want to capture the floating city of Mutahar, you will need to take huge risks and enter the dangerous negative energy plane.

"What are we going to do now? Start dropping bombs down immediately?"

Jack, who was holding a hydrogen-oxygen bomb the size of a gas tank in one hand, asked cautiously.

Bol immediately pointed to the huge magic circle with red light shining in front of the central tower below, and said viciously: "Have you seen this thing?

Immediately notify everyone, abandon the plan to cause widespread destruction, throw all the bombs over, and interrupt the entire magic ceremony no matter what.

If the bombs are not enough, hold the holy water jar and launch a suicide charge!

By the way, tell them that as long as the magic ritual is successfully interrupted, all rewards for this mission will be doubled. "

"What? All rewards doubled? Including our reward of 10,000 gold coins?" Jack's eyes widened in shock.

Bol nodded bluntly: "Yes! All rewards! Also, can you please put on your helmet? Your face really makes me feel stomach acid rising, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Ah! I'm so sorry. I took it off just now to get some air and forgot to put it on. I'm sorry for making you sick."

Jack made an awkward apology while using extremely skillful movements to put the helmet he was about to wear on his head.

It is not difficult to see from this reaction that he has fully accepted the fact that his game character's appearance is spiritual pollution.

However, because the players' receptive abilities are generally relatively strong, and their minds are protected by the psychic energy released by the mastermind Isadora, their physiological reactions are stronger than ordinary people.

Unless you are very close or you are staring at it, you will not start vomiting like normal people would.

Obviously, this time it was because Jack was too close to Boll, which caused the latter's psychological discomfort.

No hesitation!

Jack, who put on his helmet again, ran to the deck carrying two heavy iron cans and shouted at the players who were completely excited: "Brothers! Sisters! I want to announce good news to you! Just Just now, our captain issued a new order, which is to interrupt the magic ceremony in front of the central tower below. If successful, all rewards for this mission will be doubled."

"Double...double?!"

A player whose body was covered with large and small fleshy bumps, and who was obviously mixed with troll blood, suddenly raised his head, and his two light yellow pupils shot out a terrifying green light under the cover of the night.

"Yes! Double! So we have to find a way to make the bombs fall as densely as possible within that range. Do any of you have any good ideas?" Jack's eyes quickly swept across the deck.

After all, anyone with a bit of military knowledge will understand how impressive the hit rate of high-altitude bombs is. If it exceeds 10%, it is considered a high achievement.

So this problem must be left to "professionals" to solve.

Through their free time eating and resting in Infinite City, he and Wu Sheng had already gotten a rough idea of ​​these elites who stood out from thousands of players. Basically, more than 80% of them had experience of serving in the military and had outstanding performance on the battlefield. Or have received more than one medal.

Some are even pilots of fighter jets and bombers, or members of artillery, tank crews and special forces.

The players were silent for a few seconds. A half-elf came out of the crowd and said in a very professional tone: "With our current conditions, if we want to increase the hit rate of aerial bombs, we must either lower the altitude. Or use ropes to connect the bombs in series to ensure the hit rate by expanding the explosion range."

"I think lowering the height is definitely not possible. Whether it is the floating city itself or those powerful undead casters, they must have strong long-range attack methods. A height of about one thousand meters is already quite dangerous. If you lower your height, you might be knocked down by a magic attack."

Another player quickly rejected the idea of ​​lowering the height.

Although he has not yet seen the terrifying combat power possessed by the floating city, he has seen some of the power of magic during his training.

Among them, the three-ring fireball technique alone can create a terrifying high-temperature explosion with a radius of six meters and a temperature exceeding one thousand degrees Celsius. The power of advanced magic can be imagined.

Of course, this player still doesn't know that the airbag he is riding in is still filled with flammable and explosive hydrogen, otherwise he would definitely propose to raise the altitude to more than two thousand meters.

The half-elf player nodded slightly: "In other words, we only have one way left now, which is to connect the bombs together with ropes as much as possible, and then throw them down all at once. In this way, even if some of them are falling, If it deviates from the target, according to the inertia generated by the airship's continuous forward movement, at least some of the subsequent bombs will successfully hit."

"Then what are you waiting for? Act quickly! We will reach the sky above the central tower in a few minutes.

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Everyone run!"

"Rope! Go and take out all the ropes in the cargo hold!"

"Holy water! Don't forget the holy water! That thing is a powerful weapon against incorporeal undead creatures like ghosts!"

"Please use more blazing glue! Coat it on arrows and weapons! It can also cause damage to spirits!"

A group of players quickly took advantage of their initiative and began to work together.

Since more than 80% of them have served in the military, their discipline, obedience and cooperation skills are not outstanding.

In less than two or three minutes, the canisters of the hydrogen-oxygen bomb and the incendiary bomb were connected in series.

The female player who was responsible for the observation before continued to use the "visual distance method" to repeatedly measure the distance between the airship and the bombing target. At the same time, she calculated in her mind the speed of the airship and how far it could fly according to inertia after the bomb was dropped.

When she arrived at the bombing area, she immediately shouted without looking back: "Now! Start dropping bombs! Don't stop! Throw all the bombs down at one go!"

"Start bombing on the port side!"

"Starter bombing!"

Players with relatively high strength attributes, led by Jack, used all their strength to throw the bombs stacked on the deck down from the airship.

Since the tails of the bombs were all connected in series with ropes, when the first one was thrown, the subsequent ones would also slide down together and stretch out in mid-air to form knotted lines.

After a while, hundreds of these tandem bombs filled the sky.

At this moment, the sky had completely darkened, and the undead below did not even notice the airship passing overhead, nor the group of bombs that were about to fall.

After all, the noise of the motor itself is very small, and these bombs are not equipped with whistles, so everything is done quietly.

In about ten seconds, when the first wave of bombs fell to the ground, violent explosions, fires and deafening roars instantly covered a kilometer radius of the central tower of Mutahar Floating City.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Those low-level undead creatures, such as skeletons, zombies, ghouls, etc., were all torn to pieces in an instant, and even the broken limbs and arms were turned to ashes in the flames.

In particular, a hydrogen-oxygen bomb will undergo a chemical reaction to form boiling water vapor at the moment of explosion, causing secondary damage to all surrounding undead.

The viscous incendiary bombs will then trigger sky-high fires and heat the water vapor to a critical point, where it will decompose into hydrogen and oxygen again, causing the combustion to become more intense.

Therefore, in the continuous explosions, an unparalleled horrific scene was presented within a radius of two thousand meters with the central tower as the center.

In some places, the temperature is too high, causing the cold air from the outside to rush in, eventually forming spectacular flame tornadoes.

Wherever this thing passed, even the giant undead creatures that were hundreds of meters long were trying to avoid it. The casters of the undead creatures transformed by the archmage immediately chose to interrupt the magic ritual and hid in some mage towers that could withstand the flames. Buildings attacked with explosions.

Phlegethos, the fourth level of Baator Hell that is filled with burning flames and magma, is probably nothing more than that.

"Fake! What's in those cans? I'm afraid the incendiary bombs and napalm bombs used in the army can't achieve this effect, right?"

After completing the bombing mission, Jack grabbed the guardrail and looked down, with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.

Because he could clearly see that some ordinary stone buildings and metals without magic protection had melted into a scalding liquid state under the high temperature flames.

Cruel!

It's so cruel!

He originally thought that these bombs would be good if they could produce an effect similar to black powder or yellow powder.

But I never expected that it would be more powerful than thermal weapons manufactured through modern technology.

"Judging from the water vapor generated at the moment of the explosion, almost half of the iron cans should be filled with hydrogen and oxygen. As for the composition of the remaining incendiary bombs, it is unclear. But judging from the color and viscosity of the flame, I I think there is 100% white phosphorus in it.”

While saying these words, the corners of Wu Sheng's mouth kept twitching.

He can guarantee that if these incendiary bombs were placed on the earth, they would 100% be on the United Nations banned weapons list.

As for the other players, they were all stunned and couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes.

There is no doubt that this bombing gave them a completely new understanding and concept of the floating city of Plantia to which they belong, as well as the weapons equipped in the floating city.

This is definitely not some sword-and-sorcery game with a medieval setting that some players guessed, but a world with a combination of highly developed magic and technology.

The so-called "sword and magic" is just that the players' level is too low and they are temporarily unable to access powerful things.

Thinking of this, Wu Sheng subconsciously glanced at the compound bow on his back, secretly thinking about when he could replace it with a gun he was familiar with.

Just as the players were immersed in the terrifying high temperature and extremely long duration of the incendiary bomb, the voice of Captain Boll suddenly came from the speaker.

"A large number of unidentified flying creatures were found below! Everyone is ready to fight!"

"Flying creatures? Gan!"

A player stretched out his upper body and glanced at the visual blind spot blocked by the airship pod. He immediately discovered that hundreds of dense black shadows were flying upward at extremely fast speeds.

Not only that!

The tops of some mage towers also began to flash with dazzling lights.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of lightning and fireballs came like raindrops, and the number was simply mind-numbing.

"Hold on! Hold on to the guardrail around you! We're going to start a high-speed maneuver!"

Bol continued to deliver warnings to players through the loudspeaker.

"Can airships also perform high-speed maneuvers?"

Jack asked with a wide mouth and shock.

Wu Sheng quickly wrapped a rope around his waist and fixed himself to the guardrail of the deck. He responded without raising his head: "This involves a blind spot in my knowledge. But from any angle, the airship we are riding on , are obviously not related to the word normal."

The next second...

The huge airship suddenly felt as if it had been given a shot of blood. A terrifying strong wind burst out from inside the air bag, doubling its flight speed in an instant.

The indescribable huge pushing feeling on the back and the airflow blowing from the face made many players couldn't help but scream.

Of course, some of these screams were due to fright, while others were simply to vent their inner excitement and excitement.

As a result, most of the lightning and fireballs shot from the mage tower were directly avoided. Only Ji Shao was hit at the bottom of the pod, forming several huge holes.

But the price is that a dozen players who didn't have time to catch on were thrown directly out, experiencing the excitement of free falling from an altitude of more than a thousand meters.

A few guys who were suspected of mastering skydiving skills even pulled out the weapons they carried, adjusted their posture to change direction, and crashed directly into the flying undead, hoping to pull some backers before dying.

But when they got closer and saw each other's appearance clearly, they soon felt regret.

Because the appearance of these undead with the ability to fly is really disgusting. They are basically made of bird feather wings, human arms and some unknown animal skins sewn together to form four huge wings.

As for the body, it was nothing more than a huge cyst, which not only exuded a pungent stench, but was also covered with a layer of black-red mucus.

The moment they inserted their weapons, the huge cyst exploded instantly, pouring liquid rich in poison, acid, and disease into the surrounding area.

Before they hit the ground, the skin and muscles on the surface of several players' bodies were corroded, leaving only a pale skeleton.

"Oh my god! I would rather fall and die than experience such a death."

One female player couldn't help but shudder.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm afraid it's not up to you. Here, take this, and when those monsters catch up with you later, remember to give it a good blow, so that you can die with more dignity."

Another male player next to him smiled evilly and handed over a spear.

The female player took the spear and rolled her eyes angrily: "Bah! Do you think I'm scared? No! I just don't want my beautiful face to have scars."

"Please don't worry about this. Only by surviving can you leave scars. Judging from the corrosive speed of the liquid sprayed by the monster just now, there is absolutely no chance of survival as long as it is within the affected area. So don't worry and choose a heroic death. Come on, let’s go back to the floating city and see you again.”

Another male player who just happened to pass by raised his arm and made a salute. Then he stood in front of one of the bed crossbows, quickly turned the winch to unstretch the bow string, and put the huge and sharp arrow into the groove.

At this moment, the players who were still alive on the airship knew very well that given the current situation, it was basically impossible for them to escape alive, so they were all ready to launch the last counterattack before death.

Anyway, if you kill one, you won't pay, but if you kill two, you will earn one.

Just the experience points gained from the round of aerial bombardment just now raised their professional level to between LV30 and LV40, which is the real level of LV3 to LV4. No matter how you look at it, it is enough.

"Here they come! Those flying monsters that can explode are here!"

"Aim all crossbows and ballistae to the rear!"

"Ready to shoot!"

"Listen to my order! Three! Two! One! Release!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Following the order, no matter it was the crossbow, ballista, or the bow and arrow, throwing spear and javelin in the player's hand, they all flew straight towards the back of the airship.

Because the distance was very close, and the small-scale arrow rain caused by the salvo was also quite dense, these objects created through necromancy magic were immediately hit in a large area, exploding in mid-air, and the liquid in their bodies spurted out. Splattered everywhere.

But unfortunately, these casualties are nothing compared to the exaggerated total number.

Soon, they circled around from both sides and launched a suicidal impact on the players and pods on the deck, as well as the air bags above.

boom!

The splash of liquid from each explosion will instantly kill at least two or three players.

Some of those whose arms or thighs were corroded by strong acid were even disabled on the spot.

An ordinary human creature would have collapsed and committed suicide long ago under such horrific attacks and mental pressure.

But the players still united together and fought and retreated. They retreated from the outside deck to the interior of the pod, and continued to resist using the walls that separated several areas. Even if the airship's airbags were damaged and began to slowly fall, they had no intention of giving up.

And every time they successfully killed an undead creature that would self-destruct, they would burst into cheers.

However, this kind of heroic resistance has its limits.

When they were pushed to the last core area at the end of the cabin, there were less than twenty people left, seven of whom were disabled people who had lost one arm or foot.

As one of the players with the highest level and combat power rankings, Jack persevered without any surprise. While holding a huge shield against the door, he turned around and smiled at his partner and said: " Man, it looks like our luck is about to end here."

"Hahahaha! Aren't you satisfied after making so much money?" Wu Sheng asked with a sneer.

"No! Of course not! I'm just a little unwilling to continue to enjoy this hearty battle and killing. And rather than being tortured to death by the enemy bit by bit, I would rather choose a heroic death. Sorry. , I’m going to take the first step.”

As he spoke, Jack suddenly burst out with astonishing strength, and stunned the undead creatures that were desperately squeezing in from the door, forcing them back.

Just when he opened his mouth and sucked in oxygen fiercely, wanting to lead a counterattack and kill the monsters in front of him, he suddenly heard the voice of Captain Boll from behind.

"Come back, everyone! Your mission has been completed."

"Mission accomplished? What do you mean..."

An expression full of surprise and surprise suddenly appeared on Wu Sheng's face.

Bol smiled and nodded: "Ah! You guessed it right, our reinforcements have arrived. Come on, come closer, you are about to see the most dazzling fireworks show in the world."

After hearing these words, the few remaining players hesitated. Even Jack dropped his warhammer and shield and ran over.

After Bol pressed a red button on the airship console, the entire tail section separated directly from the pod.

The two propeller motors originally used to provide power stood up under the stunned gaze of the players, and continued to work to generate a huge downward airflow. A smaller propeller on the mechanical arm near the rear also began to rotate.

Straight...helicopter?

The power system at the rear of the airship can actually be separated and turned into a simple helicopter!

It’s just off the mark!

But before the players could recover from the shock caused by the "black technology" or "black magic" device, they saw a huge black spot appearing in the sky above their heads.

Then the outline of the black spot grew bigger and bigger...

In the end, it passed directly by the simple helicopter.

At this moment, all players clearly saw the super giant cannonball in front of them, which was as tall as the building.

"Lying on the grass!"

Wu Sheng couldn't help but cursed.

He originally thought that the 500-meter-long cannons on the floating island and the equally exaggerated cannonballs were just decorations to reflect the powerful game props of the floating city, but he never expected that these things could actually be fired.

The moment such a huge shell came into contact with the ground of the floating city below, the entire projectile suddenly shattered without warning.

boom! ! ! ! ! !

The liquid hydrogen and liquid oxygen contained inside quickly began to vaporize and expand. Just the impact caused by this and the fragmentation damage caused by the fragmentation of the projectile tore into pieces hundreds of meters of buildings and undead creatures.

Immediately afterwards, a bright flame appeared out of thin air at the center of the impact point.

The next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

A loud noise that was a hundred or a thousand times more violent than before echoed over the entire canyon and even the entire forest.

Along with the sound, there was a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, as well as fire and shock waves that could not be described in words.

A tall tower with a lot of magical protection, in the face of such an astonishing explosion, it completely disintegrated without even being able to hold on for a second.

Even though the simple helicopter under their feet was far away from the killing radius, all the players were still blinded by the strong wind and almost fell down accidentally.

"Hahahaha! It's so cool! It's so cool! This is called bombardment!" Jack laughed like a madman.

For an abnormal human being who likes war and killing, every cell in his body is now sending out pleasant signals, which is simply more exciting and addictive than smoking some small white powder.

But after a while, the wildly laughing expression on his face gradually turned into shock, and then from shock to fear.

I saw in the night sky above my head, super giant artillery shells like the one just now were coming one after another, and they began to carry out carpet bombing along the streets of the floating city below.

Some of them are hydrogen-oxygen bombs like the first one, and others are incendiary bombs that the player has used before.

In just three to five minutes, Mutahar Floating City had already turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Although at the beginning, the advanced undead spellcasters activated some magical protection, they were soon crushed by the violent explosion.

What's more, since those archmages died and were transformed into undead, they are no longer members of the council protected by the code, and they cannot enter the core of the central tower to control gravity.

Otherwise, a bombardment like this that relies on inertia to complete the bombing would have been forcibly captured and intercepted far away.

After a round of bombing, most of the originally densely packed low-level undead creatures below were wiped out, and the rest got into solid buildings or hid underground.

Anyway, there must be nothing moveable on the ruin-like street.

Appreciating the astonishing damage caused by the weapons he built in actual combat, Bol couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth and asked the lucky players around him: "How is it? Isn't this fireworks show spectacular?"

"It's more than spectacular! It can destroy everything!" A player responded excitedly.

His words instantly ignited the emotions of a dozen other players, and they all started asking about the technology and magic used in bombs, airships, and cannons.

Just when Bol was considering whether to answer, the floating city of Plantia finally appeared directly above the canyon after a long journey.

Tyrantir, who had transformed himself into a lich, swooped down on a red dragon and issued an ultimatum to the hidden advanced undead creatures in the language of this world.

"Surrender or destroy! There are only two roads before you! If you don't want to die, lead your men out within half an hour. After half an hour, all those who have not chosen to surrender will be regarded as enemies. Clean it up.”

"What will happen if we choose to surrender?"

A deep and cold voice echoed above the floating city.

Obviously, the owner of the voice transmitted his voice from a distance through some kind of magic.

"Lord Soth will personally arrange for you. Maybe you will become one of us, maybe you will be assigned to perform some tasks elsewhere. Anyway, it is definitely better than dying." Tyrantir gave the answer without thinking. Come up with the answer.

In order to increase the deterrent effect, he also deliberately sent out an army of constructs and corpse-embedded creatures to block the streets to prevent the other party from escaping sneakily.

As for magic teleportation, it has become impossible from the moment Plantia Floating City appeared.

The owner of the mysterious voice was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "We need some time to think about it."

"Yes. Just like the conditions I just gave, you can avoid death if you surrender within half an hour. But if it exceeds half an hour, I will order an attack. By then it will be too late even if you regret it. Remember, only half an hour Hour."

After saying this, Tyrantir rode the red dragon directly back to the nearest floating island.

It was obvious that everything he had just done was just a bluff.

After all, Zuo Si wanted a relatively complete floating city, not a ruin that was blown to pieces.

The previous shelling has already caused considerable damage to the Mutahar Floating City. If the core, including the central tower, is also damaged, it will be a bit more than the gain is worth the loss.

In the eyes of the lichs, including Vanessa, Tyrantir, and others, all floating cities in this world should be valuable assets belonging to the organization, and it is best to capture them without bloodshed.