Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 446 Transporting Antimatter Weapons

Upon hearing this, the dwarf spat.

"Bah! With your necromancy, you think you can enslave me and make me a leader of the undead?"

"dream!"

Bone dragons are enslaved by the spells cast by those liches.

The stronger one is, the more likely one is to retain wisdom.

This is why those undead don't have much intelligence; they can only think simply, obey orders, and retain their fighting instincts because their rank is too low.

Making him into this state is more painful than killing him!

The demon could not understand what the dwarves were saying, but he could tell from their expressions.

Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly heard something and immediately listened carefully.

It was the demons below sending him a message.

After listening, a smile spread across his face, growing wider and wider until he finally burst into laughter.

The universe is vast, but planets capable of supporting intelligent species are quite rare within a certain range.

If the demon race simply needs various mineral resources, then there is absolutely no need for them to seek out civilized planets to invade; it would be a thankless and arduous task.

Every planet has endless minerals, enough for the demons to devour.

What is truly rare are the minerals found in rare environments that can nurture intelligent races.

However, this mineral is different for each intelligent civilization.

Silicon-based civilizations, carbon-based civilizations, gaseous civilizations, energy civilizations, collective consciousness civilizations, virtual civilizations, dimensional civilizations, and so on, all have different conditions for growth.

When he heard that the warp beast had recorded the coordinates of this Great Xia technological civilization, it meant that they could invade a new civilization at any time in the future.

No wonder he was so happy.

The Pope was still communicating with the command center at this time, saying:

"General Long."

"Have someone send the bomb over."

Long Zhan stared at the Pope suspended in mid-air on the screen, remaining silent for a moment.

"Hold on."

He turned to look at Qian Zhenhua.

"Academician Qian, can a bomb withstand high-speed flight?"

Qian Zhenhua nodded.

"Antimatter is confined within the container by a magnetic field, and it will not explode unless the button is pressed."

"but……"

He paused.

"The container's outer shell is just an ordinary alloy and cannot withstand strong impacts."

"If attacked by a demon, it might detonate prematurely."

Long Zhan frowned deeply.

This is the problem.

How to deliver a bomb to the Pope right under the nose of the demon god?

Zhao Gang suddenly spoke.

"Use drone swarms for cover."

"To launch hundreds of drones simultaneously, one of which carries a bomb."

Long Zhan's eyes lit up.

"Can!"

"That's a good idea!"

He immediately gave the order.

"Notify the drone formation to prepare for takeoff!"

"Put the antimatter bomb up there!"

Inside the command center, everyone sprang into action.

Qian Zhenhua carefully handed the suitcase to a soldier.

Be careful.

"This thing must not be dropped."

The soldier took the briefcase, his face grave.

"yes!"

The soldier carried a briefcase and walked quickly.

On the helipad, a hundred silver-gray drones are neatly arranged, their propellers ready to go.

The soldier rushed to the middle drone, his hands trembling slightly, and hung the briefcase on the rack on the belly of the drone.

Click.

The latch is fastened.

He took a deep breath, stepped back two paces, and said into the headset:

"Mounting complete!"

"receive!"

The operator's voice came through the headset, tinged with suppressed tension.

The next second—

Buzz buzz buzz!

One hundred drones started up simultaneously, their propellers spinning at high speed, creating a gust of wind.

They all took off at once, heading straight for a thousand meters in the sky twenty kilometers away.

Inside the command center, Long Zhan stared intently at the drone formation's trajectory on the screen and gave the order:

"Attention! All anti-aircraft fire, provide cover for the drone swarm!"

"receive!"

On the ground, countless anti-aircraft turrets slightly adjusted their angles.

Da da da da!

The Land Shield 3000 close-in weapon system fired first, spewing flames and creating a dense barrage that wove a deadly net in the air.

Laser weapons followed closely behind, with hundreds of blue and white beams slicing through the sky and accurately hitting the Winged Demons that were trying to approach the drone swarm.

Shila-

The winged demon's wings were severed by lasers, and it fell with a scream.

The fighter jets also provided cover.

More than a dozen fighter jets left white contrails as they escorted the drone formation on both sides, their machine guns constantly strafing and shattering the charging Winged Demons into pieces.

As for the missiles under the fuselage, they had long since been emptied.

The drone swarm is extremely fast.

The operator gripped the control stick tightly with both hands, sweat beading on his forehead, his eyes fixed on the flight path on the screen.

"The winged demon horde on the left is approaching!"

"Received, evade!"

The aircraft scattered instantly, narrowly avoiding the monster's dive.

Several drones were torn to pieces by the gargoyle's claws, and the explosions and shockwaves instead blasted the monster into a miserable crash.

The remaining drones didn't stop; they continued forward, ever forward!

They finally broke through the aerial meat grinder, breached the blockade of the winged demons and gargoyles, and approached the edge of the battlefield between gods and demons.

At this moment, the demon god Orionus is engaged in a fierce battle with Warwick.

He learned his lesson and no longer sought to inflict serious damage or send his opponent flying. Instead, he grabbed his opponent's limbs and tore them apart with brute force!

Such a severe injury would take time for even the fountain of life to recover.

The newly formed limbs are extremely fragile, which is precisely his fatal opportunity.

Another violent collision occurred, and the shield that the Pope had placed on Warwick shattered.

The moment Warwick swung his giant axe, his arm was grabbed by the demon, its steel-like fingers digging deep into his muscles.

Warwick knew something was wrong.

The demon grinned maliciously, his left arm muscles bulged, and he delivered a vicious elbow strike to Warwick's chest.

As he sent Warwick flying, he twisted his right arm with a sudden burst of force.

"Snap!!"

The cracking sound of bones breaking sends chills down your spine.

Warwick grunted and slammed his left fist into the demon's face in an attempt to break free, but it was too late.

Just as the demon was about to tear the arm off, skin and flesh, a scorching spear of holy light whistled through the air and struck precisely the arm the demon was gripping Warwick's arm.

Shila-

Acrid black smoke rose up, and the excruciating pain made the demon roar, instinctively releasing its iron-like grip.

Worrick escaped death and fled rapidly.

He held his twisted right arm with his left hand, snapped it back into place, and then looked at the demon god with lingering fear.

If the Pope hadn't come to his rescue in time, he would have been dead!

The plan was interrupted, and the demon god was about to give chase in a fit of rage when his pupils suddenly contracted.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the group of "iron boxes" soaring into the sky.

It goes without saying that it was definitely not a good thing.

Orion exploded in place, creating a white sonic boom cloud, and his figure vanished instantly, heading straight for the drone swarm.

At a speed of two thousand meters per second, it's as fast as lightning!

He could destroy all of these hundred drones in a matter of seconds.

He didn't know if there were explosives on the drone, but even if there were, he wasn't afraid.

All he knew was that all he had to do was sabotage what the enemy wanted to do.