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Chapter 686 The Demon God Asks: Is This Reasonable?
As soon as Han Niba finished speaking, the box-type rocket vehicle behind the landing site simultaneously raised its launch pad.
The next second, the flames merged into one.
One rocket after another shot into the gray sky, trailing blinding flames, spreading out in dense array. Ever seen iron flower fireworks? That's what they look like!
The air was torn apart by the high-temperature wake, producing a shrill sound.
The dust on the ground was shaken and rolled along the ground.
Even the surging demonic tide in the distance seemed to slow down for a moment.
A few kilometers away, the first wave of rockets crashed into the demonic tide.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
A barrage of explosions spread along the horizon, and bursts of fire rose one after another, turning the gray earth a blinding orange-red.
Before the demons at the front could react, their bodies were pulverized into mincemeat in the shockwave.
As soon as the giant earth-burrowing dragon broke through the rock layer, its head was torn apart by a series of explosions.
Dark purple blood gushed out, splattering across a vast wasteland.
But that's not enough.
Ordinary artillery fire could no longer quell the monstrous tide of unrest raging across the entire satellite.
Then let's go for higher intensity!
Behind the position, several heavy missile vehicles that had just arrived at the position were released from restrictions.
The fixed brackets on both sides of the vehicle were driven deep into the ground, and the launch tube slowly rose up.
A cold, electronic notification tone popped up synchronously in the command and control system.
[Tactical-grade nuclear weapon, authorization complete.]
[Target area: High-density cluster of Demon Tide.]
【ignition!】
"boom!!!"
A thick tail flame shot out.
Missiles were launched one after another, white plumes of smoke piercing straight into the sky.
Meanwhile, inside the space wormhole that had been continuously spitting out various unmanned equipment, a large swarm of drones emerged once again.
Each of them had a nuclear warhead mounted under its belly.
The silver-gray fuselage reflected a cold light in the firelight, like a group of emotionless death couriers.
The demons thought that the Great Xia would hold their ground and slowly wear them down.
As it turns out, they were completely unaware of their fear of insufficient firepower.
Inside the Tian Shu command center, the staff officers stared at the rapidly expanding red enemy horde on the screen.
No one offered to advise conserve ammunition.
Now is not the time for careful planning; the entire Maly race on the Kona satellite is pushing towards the landing site.
If the demonic tide gets close to the edge of the position, no matter how many robots there are, they will be worn down by sheer numbers.
Han Niba's gaze was steady as he said in a deep voice:
"Remember to keep your attack zone away from our wormhole exit."
"All unmanned equipment enters electromagnetic protection mode."
"All air units, take off immediately after dropping bombs, do not linger in combat."
The moment the order was given, all unmanned equipment in the landing zone switched states simultaneously.
The demon race has no means of electromagnetic attack, but the Great Xia has never stopped upgrading and developing electromagnetic protection technology.
In the very early days, when a nuclear bomb exploded, almost all the electronic systems in the vicinity went offline, and all kinds of equipment were instantly turned into expensive lumps of iron.
With subsequent technological advancements, some equipment, as long as it wasn't destroyed by a nuclear explosion, was able to continue operating. Some drones even dared to venture into the central area after a nuclear explosion to conduct reconnaissance.
This is progress.
But the researchers at Daxia were clearly not satisfied.
With nuclear weapons being used more and more frequently and the battlefield environment becoming increasingly absurd, the all-domain interference caused by nuclear electromagnetic pulses remains like a thorn stuck in the heart of modern warfare.
As a result, the Academy of Sciences and the military industry worked around the clock to push electromagnetic protection technology forward by another generation.
Now, all unmanned equipment that lands on Kona satellite is equipped with the latest generation of composite shielding modules.
Nuclear explosions are not accidental events.
Nuclear explosions are their standard operational backdrop!
The first swarm of drones arrived at the designated airspace under the cover of attack aircraft.
The belly mounts were successively released.
Small warheads fell downwards, precisely striking the area where the demonic tide was most concentrated.
The next moment, heaven and earth fell silent.
A burst of white light!
On the gray wasteland, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the ground.
The shockwave swept across the ground for several kilometers, erasing entire swathes of demons from the map and vanishing instantly.
Immediately afterwards, a second, a third, a fourth... mushroom cloud rose one after another.
After the missile hit its target in the distance, an even thicker pillar of fire tore through the ground.
From high above, Kona Satellite resembles a star map that has been lit up wildly.
Mushroom clouds are rising everywhere!
This is the art of explosion!
It is also a hymn to technological civilization!
It can be translated into just one sentence.
We, the Great Xia, love nuclear peace!
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Ten kilometers away, Kogas's scarlet vertical pupils suddenly contracted.
The drones and missiles that took off from the Daxia position were all too familiar to it.
In its prime, it wouldn't even bother to lift its eyelids.
But times have changed.
Its newly formed skin instinctively tightens, dark red blood vessels bulge out, and the tender flesh that has just grown back feels a slight stinging pain again.
A seventh-tier demon lord looked into the distance, his voice tense as he said:
"Sir, those things..."
Before he could finish speaking, the first mushroom cloud rose from the ground at the edge of the gray wasteland in the distance.
The white light engulfed the demonic tide.
Tens of thousands of demons were running wildly, and the front row could even see the outer layer of fire netting at the Great Xia landing site.
But the moment the nuclear fire struck, before they could even scream, their flesh, bones, and shells turned to ashes in the intense heat and shockwave.
The screen was cleared before the health bar even lit up.
boom!
A second mushroom cloud followed immediately.
Then came the third, the fourth, and the fifth!
The entire wasteland seemed to be ignited by an invisible giant hand, with blinding white light spreading wildly along the horizon.
The gray-white ground was blasted into one molten crater after another, and the demon corpses were torn into a foul-smelling blood mist by the subsequent shockwaves before they even hit the ground.
At this moment, the sky lost its original color.
The thin atmosphere turned the nuclear explosion's flames into a chaotic curtain of pale white and orange-red, and countless flying demons tumbled and fell in the shockwave, their charred wings trailing trails of black smoke.
Just as the swarms of Winged Demons and Gargoyles were pressing toward the landing site, a massive crater was torn open by a high-altitude nuclear explosion.
Several giant siege beasts, some tens or even hundreds of meters tall, were also not spared in the distance.
A tactical nuclear bomb exploded overhead, their massive bodies frozen in a white light, their thick armor peeling away layer by layer.
The shells were immediately blasted away by the shockwave, crashing into the wasteland and causing dust to billow and the ground to tremble.
The faces of the six seventh-tier demon lords turned deathly pale in the blinding white light.
Each ball of white light carried a destructive power powerful enough to tear apart a seventh-tier defense.
It also contained an aura that the demons instinctively loathe, amplified by the sacred human magic array and dwarven runes.
They watched helplessly as their demon army vanished in droves, wiped off the battlefield by those steel creations.
A demon lord with bone spurs growing on his back instinctively took a half step back, fear showing in his eyes.
Because it can't withstand it.
If they actually go up there, they probably won't even have time to leave a last word.
The other demon lord stared at the mushroom clouds rising one after another, and his mental fluctuations showed obvious tremors.
"Damn it! Why do they never run out of explosives?!"
Kogas' massive body hovered high in the air, his rage almost bursting from his nostrils.
It wanted to rush over.
I want to tear those steel creations apart with my own hands, to drag the two-legged creatures from the other side of the wormhole out, and chew them up piece by piece, leaving not even a bone fragment.
But it clearly sensed that the thing that posed a death threat to it at the center of that technologically advanced civilization was still there!
The nuclear explosions that are happening now are just a routine method used by the enemy to clear out the demonic tide!
This judgment made Kogas's face even more distorted.
When did the destructive weapons that could slaughter the demon army on a large scale become routine firepower in the hands of this technologically advanced civilization?
Is this reasonable?