Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 451 The Great Counterattack!

"boom!"

A dwarven warhammer burning with raging flames struck a seventh-tier demon lord in the face with overwhelming force.

The demon lord could only hastily defend himself with his weapon and retreat.

King Muradin the Dwarf caught the rebounding warhammer steadily, his beard whipping wildly in the wind, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Crush these bastards!" Muradin roared furiously, swinging his hammer in a wide arc once more, creating a whirlwind of fire blades.

Immediately afterwards, a violent blood shadow flashed by.

Warwick, the Beast King, wielding a double-bladed giant axe, cleaved through the air and severed one of the other Demon Lord's arms!

The foul-smelling blood splattered into the air.

"Avenge the Pope!" Warwick roared to the sky, his voice echoing for miles around, his powerful aura radiating red light.

The last to appear was the Elf Queen Ellari.

She hovered in mid-air, her silver hair flying, her pale blue eyes icy cold.

He lightly tapped the void with his staff.

hum-

Countless metallic particles materialized out of thin air, transforming into a death storm that instantly trapped the fleeing Pike.

"Do you really think we're afraid of you, so we've allowed you to slaughter our people for centuries?" Ellari's voice was cold and chilling, filled with murderous intent.

"If it weren't for your fear of the demon god, you would have been in hell long ago!"

"Now that it's dead, it's time for you to pay for your crimes in blood."

Thousands of sharp blades descended, and the heavily wounded Pike didn't even have time to beg for mercy before he was reduced to a shower of minced meat amidst desperate screams.

Three leaders are back!

Their arrival became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

The balance has been completely broken.

The remaining seven seventh-tier demon lords were terrified and had no will to fight left. They fled in all directions despite being seriously injured.

"Stop them! Don't let a single one escape!"

In the high-end aerial battlefield, Terra's powerful warriors wage a bloody hunt.

In an instant, whether in the high-end air battlefield or the ground army battlefield, on this scorched earth repeatedly plowed by nuclear radiation and holy light, the offensive and defensive positions were completely reversed.

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几分钟前。

The underground command center of the Great Xia Expeditionary Force.

The home screen is filled with pure white.

The piercing alarm blared throughout the hall.

"Sizzle—"

Several sparks flew from the control panel, and a pungent smell of burnt rubber filled the air.

Tens of thousands of surveillance cameras deployed at the front line were overloaded and burned out on a large scale at this moment.

Long Zhan braced his hands on the command platform, staring intently at the snow-white screen.

"Switch to the backup line! Retrieve the last footage transmitted by the drone!" Long Zhan immediately ordered.

The drones mentioned here refer to the same batch of drones that previously protected the antimatter bombs.

They all have high-definition super-resolution cameras, just to record that moment that determines the fate of humanity.

The technician's hands created afterimages on the keyboard.

"Data is being received!"

The white light on the big screen faded.

A video begins to play.

In the scene, the Pope charges towards the eighth-tier demon god Orenus, followed by a violent explosion, and then the scene ends.

It was too fast, only about a second.

"Slow down! Ten times! No, a hundred times!" Long Zhan spoke at an extremely fast pace.

"A thousand times!"

At this speed, it's finally possible to see clearly that the frame rate has been stretched to its limit.

Time seemed to stand still.

The moment the Pope pressed the red button was captured from various angles.

Three hundred grams of antimatter were released.

An inconspicuous silver light touched the shield on the demon god's body that had withstood a five-million-ton nuclear explosion.

Silent annihilation, devouring, and dissolving.

Qian Zhenhua suddenly leaned closer to the screen, his withered fingers tapping the image, his voice trembling yet filled with fervor.

"Look! Matter and antimatter are in contact! 100% mass-energy conversion!"

"This is an erasure at the level of physical rules!"

On the screen, the demon god's terrifying absolute defense, like snow melting under the blazing sun, instantly created a large hole.

Immediately afterwards, the silver light spread.

The arrogant contempt on the demon god's face froze into extreme horror.

Its right arm, half of its chest, and even the surrounding space disintegrated inch by inch in this silent light.

Not a drop of blood or a single bone fragment was left behind.

Then came the dazzling ball of light that devoured everything—the Big Bang!

The footage abruptly ended there, as the camera was completely vaporized.

The command center was deathly silent.

Only heavy breathing could be heard.

"Academician Qian, under these circumstances, can the demon god survive?" Zhao Gang turned to Qian Zhenhua, breaking the silence.

Qian Zhenhua's eyes shone with the absolute confidence of a scientist.

"There's no way he could survive!"

"This is annihilation! It erases even the fundamental particles that make up a body!"

"Don't even mention it being an eighth-tier demon god; even if it were ninth or tenth-tier, as long as it's still a being composed of matter, it would surely die upon contact with antimatter!"

Everyone's faces lit up with joy.

Long Zhan straightened up, his face showing no sign of relaxation.

"Scientific theory is one thing, battlefield variables are another."

"Even if there's only a one in a thousand chance of survival, we'll fight it as if it's still alive!"

"We cannot let our guard down in any way!" He paused.

"He...is too powerful!"

The voice just fell.

An information soldier suddenly stood up, ripped off his headphones, and beamed with elation.

"Report!"

"Frontline soldiers report that high-ranking commanders from all factions in Terra are shouting that the Daedric Prince is dead!"

A staff officer next to him slapped his thigh, his face flushed with excitement.

"General Long! It's all settled!"

"According to the Academy of Sciences' research on Terra's combat system, beings of the seventh rank and above possess 'domain' suppression and sensing capabilities!"

"The high-ranking Terrans at the front lines can no longer sense the presence of the Demon God, in addition to our video evidence."

"Double confirmation!"

"The demon god is definitely dead!"

Long Zhan narrowed his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

He turned around abruptly, strode to the battle sand table, and ripped off the black flag that represented the demon god.

"With the Demon God dead, the demon race has lost all its offensive power!"

"With morale completely shattered, now is the time to strike while the enemy is down!"

He immediately gave the order,

"Authorization to unlock five strategic nuclear missiles!"

"Locked on the dense formation behind the demons!"

"Clean up the battlefield!"

"All troops, listen to my command!"

"Sound the charge!"

"Launch all-out counterattack, leave no one alive!"

The reason for five is that four nuclear warheads need to be reserved as an emergency measure.

The Great Xia's habit is to always keep a trump card up their sleeve in case of emergencies.

At the same time.

The front lines of the Great Xia Dynasty: an ironclad defense.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and burnt earth.

The heatwave scorched every inch of the land.

In the trenches.

A Daxia officer spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with sand and blood.

He vigorously wiped his face, which was blackened by gunpowder smoke.

Look up and gaze into the distance.

In the sky, countless flying demons flew haphazardly in all directions under the moonlight.

On the ground, millions of demons trampled each other, losing their armor and weapons.

The collapse was visible to the naked eye.

"drop--"

The cold, commanding instructions came through the tactical headset inside the soldier's helmet.

He yanked the bolt of his plasma rifle.

A pale blue light shone from the gun barrel.

"Brothers!"

The company commander suddenly leaped out of the trench, brandishing his sword.

"The command has given the order!"

"Launching a full-scale counterattack, giving a sound beating to a drowning dog!"

As he finished speaking, a loud bugle call suddenly sounded.

"Beep beep beep, beep beep beep, beep beep beep beep—!!!"

then.

It's from all directions!