When he shouted me, his whole being was enveloped in a terrifying radiation. As if shrouded in the light of millions of divine magic, the high magicians of this magical empire remembered their lives in this instant.

Of course, there is no time to recount the growth path of this powerful magician in this chapter due to the word count problem, so about 3 million words have been omitted here.

Then, before he could prop up his magical defensive barrier, his body was torn apart by the massive shock air that followed, and was vaporized into gas by the terrifying energy.

The megaton nuclear warhead that exploded over the city of Belivi exploded with the most terrifying power at the most suitable height. In just an instant, the street, near the epicenter of the explosion, was vaporized to the ground.

The towering magic towers near them evaporated in an instant, and the people on the streets didn't have time to dodge, they were directly surrounded and turned into ashes, and even the bones were left, and they completely disappeared from this world.

Immediately after that, the earth shook and the earth shook and the earth-shattering shock wave followed, engulfing all the buildings that passed, including the people in them. There was no crying and no prayer, and at the same time that people realized what was happening, they simply stopped thinking.

The heat scorched everything in Bellevi more than the Forbidden Spell of Magic, and the streets burned to the ground in a second, and the buildings near the edge of the explosion were reduced to ashes with the spreading shockwave.

Despair is only a momentary emotion in this explosion, everything here will be silenced, everything here will be destroyed, everything here will become history.

Along with the spread of the shock wave came a constant stream of heat, and at least for a moment, the temperature of the core of the explosion could melt everything in this world. The protective barrier of magic that had been erected didn't hold even a microsecond before it shattered and collapsed in the steaming mushroom cloud.

Countless magic towers collapsed in the tremors, and countless magicians held up defensive magic barriers before the explosion, and then watched themselves be destroyed by the explosion along with their own barriers.

In the dragon's lair, countless half-sized young dragons and giant dragons that had grown into them were also killed in an instant, and these creatures with tenacious vitality covered with scales only struggled slightly, and they were completely evaporated.

They let out a desperate roar from their cages, trying to break free of their chains, only to melt into the flames along with the chains that bound them. The thatch under their feet is set on fire, their scales are roasted and peeled off, and their eyes are blinded by the light of the eyes......

Before the dragon knights who were guarding the dragons could leave their rooms, they found their bodies and armor dissolved together—they collapsed in the room, and then disappeared into the world along with the room.

Even in the outermost buildings of the city, no one is immune. Under such a powerful attack, everyone is equal, without exception. And the peasants on the outskirts of Belivi saw a spectacular sight that they had never seen in their lives.

An incomparably huge mushroom cloud evaporated and rose, and with an indomitable momentum, there were countless souls rushing through the clouds overhead.

Because the power of the explosion was so powerful, the surrounding air formed a huge ring, surrounding the mushroom cloud to the left and right.

And at the foot of this mushroom cloud, the magical city of Bellevy the year before last was being destroyed, and no one could stop it - it was collapsing and dissipating, and more than half of its inhabitants lost their lives in an instant.

Whether they deserve their crimes, or whether they are innocent or affected, everything that the inhabitants of Bailivine can only be told by others, and they themselves have lost the right to tell, or they have lost everything.

The glorious palace collapsed in the tremors, and the huge carved pillars broke in the tremble. The statues carved with elaborate patterns crumbled and fell, and the beautiful multicolored glass windows were long broken and scattered on the ground.

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Then, in the next second, the shock wave passed through it all, and the collapsed palace, the broken stone pillars, the crumbling statues, and the beautiful glass all turned into powder, drifting away in the endless wind.

Mothers with babies in their arms were instantly charred on street corners, and soldiers in armor were melted and stuck to the walls. No one is immune to this absolute sanction. The sin is so great at this time that it often means that the effect is amazing.

"What the hell is going on?" A Holy Demon Empire farmer standing in the courtyard saw his house collapse due to the earthquake, and subconsciously asked in shock.

He was still far from Bellivi, so he was not directly affected by the nuclear bomb. But he looked at the collapsed houses and the mushroom-shaped clouds in the distance that seemed to be about to crash into the sky, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The armies deployed on the outskirts of Bellevi suffered equally heavy losses, their mountain movers killed by the shockwave, and countless soldiers' armor twisted and crushed their entrails and fell to the ground struggling. More people covered their eyes and wailed, and countless dragons broke free from the reins and fled like rats.

"Quick...... Hurry up and save people......" The first thing a Holy Demon Empire general who had been lifted to the ground after getting up from the ground was to shout desperately at his men: "Save people!" ”

However, as soon as he shouted these words, blood with a pale blue glow gushed out of his mouth, and he looked at the subordinate who pulled him up, and found that the other party still had a collapsed tent part stuck in his chest.

The subordinate squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said intermittently with a bloody mouth: "Long...... Sir...... I, I'm afraid, can't, can't...... Go on, keep following you. ”

When he had said this, he fell to the ground, and fell to the ground without a sound. The officer, who had vomited blood, staggered forward two steps, vomited a mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground without a sound.

More tents burned, and the soldiers inside rushed out of the tents with flames, slapping the flames on their bodies. Thankfully, they all had magical amulets, and there were still a handful of burns. But the entire barracks are now in shambles, with countless wounded waiting to be treated.

The situation in the city is even worse, there are not no people who are lucky enough to die, but all they can count on is themselves - the whole city is burning, and the streets and alleys are littered with charred corpses.

The system has collapsed, and the rescue effort has been slow. Now everyone is a self-care, barely stated, and they are also trying to find their relatives...... Or, look for the body of a loved one.

In fact, many people still don't know what happened, and in their opinion, it was an explosion that exceeded the magic forbidden spell and took place in the city of Belvi. As for how it happened and who caused such an explosion, they don't know.

A few people thought of Iran Hill, who was fighting against the Holy Demon Empire, but many more were still suspicious of Grican's magical forbidden spell attack - after all, the terrible nuclear weapons were too strange to humans.

"Greken's attack?" Farther away, looking at the huge mushroom cloud that had been in the sky for a long time, a general of the Holy Demon Empire pulled the reins of the giant dragon and looked at his subordinates with a shocked expression.

"Won't you...... Grecon has never used a magical forbidden spell on other countries...... Probably, probably...... Alan Hill? The subordinate swallowed, a little nervously guessing.

From his standpoint, he didn't want to guess Iran Hill's answer. Because if it is really Iran Hill, it is equivalent to saying that this war between the Holy Demon Empire and Iran Hill is a joke from beginning to end.

What kind of stupidity did it look like to declare war on a country with such powerful weapons? What's more, with conventional weapons alone, Iran Hill is already powerful and can be on an equal footing with ordinary magical empires......

Well, this equalizer is a bit of a gold sticker on his face, in fact, with his powerful conventional weapons, Alan Hill has already overwhelmed ordinary magic empires such as the Holy Demon Empire.

"Iran Hill...... Can they have such weapons? So what else are we fighting? Surrender forget it? The general pressed his long sword, snorted irritably, and then turned his head and looked at the terrified dragon knights behind him: "When the explosion is over, enter Bellevi as soon as possible, and save as many as you can!" ”

"Yes!" Dozens of dragon knights hurriedly responded. You know, entering Bellevy at this time is a huge risk. Who knows if the enemy who launched the attack will do it again?

This huge explosion is simply not something that can be stopped by manpower, and if the other party is afraid that there are still people alive in Bellevy, and suddenly attacks again, they who have entered the rescue of Belivi will be completely finished.

But they couldn't refuse the order, because they also wanted to go in and save people. The place shrouded in a huge mushroom cloud was, after all, the holy land of magic that they longed for.

A few hours later, while Belivi was still shrouded in flames, countless magicians came from all over the world to begin their rescue. And under the thick smoke is the city that has long been in ruins.

They found survivors who were no longer human, as well as countless bones and incomplete corpses, and like the mortal cities they had destroyed, they had been turned into a veritable hell by mortals.

Belivi, a symbol of the splendor of the wizarding world, was completely destroyed by nuclear weapons, which also marked the end of the era of magic ruling the continent. To the accompaniment of the rhapsody of death intertwined with vibration and collapse, countless souls have been overborn.

And for the high-ranking people of Iran Hill, they regret more that they could not see this feast of enemy destruction.