Goode swore it was the most incredible sight he had ever seen in his life.

If I had to describe it, it was a volcano floating in the air – and it didn't have just one vent, it bloomed everywhere!

After the earth-shattering explosion, not only was the upper dome swept away by the flames, but the surrounding areas of the city also erupted hundreds of dark red flames—he could have imagined what it would be like to be inside the god-made god: at the astonishing heat, the red mist turned into sticky flames, like ignited grease, which further increased the temperature of the air, causing it to expand even more, and finally break through the caverns and fissures near the ground!

This means that there is nowhere for the devil to escape, and even if they hide in a secret room that can withstand the pressure and impact, they will be baked to death by thousands of heats.

It was an absolute hellish sight.

Even if it was an enemy, Goode had a trace of sympathy for him at the moment.

But his own situation is not much better now.

The short distance of tens of kilometers from the center to the edge of the god-created god is completely dangerous - the chain reaction shows no signs of stopping, and those flames that are tens of meters high are like sharp blades, as long as they collide, they will be destroyed. If this is something he can resolve with his skills, then the "rain of fire" falling from the sky is not something he can control at all.

The debris that was originally ejected with the explosion is now in the falling phase, either in a half-melted state of stone or in the form of burning gelatinous substance. As soon as Goode looked up, he could see the dense fires above him—they seemed to obscure the sky, and even the light of the morning sun was suppressed.

"Hell, do you see something in the sky!" Finjin yelled on the other end.

"Nonsense, I'm not blind!"

"Its range is too exaggerated, it won't have time to fly out! If we wait for it to fall, I don't think we'll be able to escape no matter how we run!"

"No...... Wow...... And one more place...... Wow...... to avoid. At this time, there was suddenly another voice in the channel.

Obviously, it was Manfold who was ahead of them. Probably due to the different directions of dispersion, and the obstacles between them, his communication seemed a little blurry.

"Agreed, but only if we get there in time!" replied Goode.

"Wait...... You're not serious, are you?" Finjin quickly reacted, "This thing is about to crash, and you still want to take refuge with it?"

He knew that his companion was right—in fact, when the second explosion occurred, Goode knew in his heart that His Majesty's plan had taken effect.

It was clear that the god-made was pouring down little by little, and although it was still suspended in the air about a hundred meters above the ground, this change undoubtedly meant that the magic core that controlled the floating city had been destroyed, and it was only a matter of time before it fell.

If they could fly under the god-made base before the rain of fire landed, they would have been able to avoid the fate of being affected by the eruption. But considering the constantly falling floating land, this is also risky, once you don't control the direction and speed, you will either plant directly into the ground, or crash into the black stone wall, and the end will not be much better than being directly hit by the fire rain.

But at least the former doesn't have to be left to fate!

At this moment, the plane finally turned into a level flight state, and Goode increased the throttle to the maximum, rushing towards the edge of the god-made god!

......

Aboard the Seagull, Sylvie saw the fall of the Devil's King.

The violently expanding red mist not only erupted along the city's dome, but also burst through the floodgates at the bottom of the tower below—the flaming red mist turned into thick pillars of flame under high pressure, engulfing the demons gathered below in an instant, and then scorching the earth like a flamethrower, covering a distance of several kilometers.

Then came the rain of falling rocks, most of which were wrapped in flames or red, and fell to the earth one after the other. The dinosaurs that protected the royal city were almost wiped out, and no matter which direction they fled, it was difficult to avoid this heavenly punishment.

The Devil's Camp, some distance from the royal city, had also been severely affected, but they were still on the edge of the eruption, and the troops that had retreated backwards at the beginning were not unscathed, but not completely annihilated. I am afraid that for them, the creation that was once regarded as a miracle is now a living molten city is a real unbearable blow.

At least Sylvie saw many of the devils standing still, watching the Blackstone Tower press against them.

After two explosions, the god-made god was completely paralyzed.

It dragged two flames that erupted up and down its path and descended all the way down its path, and a quarter of an hour later, the top of the massive pyramid below was the first to come into contact with the ground—the collision of the two caused a third roar, and the squeezing heat even formed a small shockwave.

Under the influence of inertia, the floating land continued to glide forward, crushing the camps and outposts below him into powder. When it slowly stopped, a ditch several kilometers wide was carved out behind it.

The gushing flames also subsided at this moment, and the billowing smoke and dust had a certain suppression effect, but that did not mean that it had subsided. The interior of the god-made god is now like a boiling furnace, as can be seen in the red cracks in the surface of the earth—perhaps the fire will have to burn for months before it will really be extinguished, and before that, the demons who dwell in the city will become its fuel.

The only thing Sylvie cared about now was the three men who rushed under the god of creation.

“...... How's it going, do you see anything?" Tilly was also asking about their whereabouts.

"No, haven't found it yet......" she replied by biting her lip. The god of creation has experienced capsizing, falling, and sliding, and the risks that come with it can be imagined, and if it doesn't show up for a long time, it is estimated that the result will be more than lucky—"Wait," Suddenly, at this moment, her magic eye noticed several inconspicuous black dots, which looked like gravel rolled up by the air waves, but they did not hit the ground.

Sylvie summoned the last of her magic and zoomed in to see three gray-white biplanes rushing through the billowing smoke, the logo of the tower spear on the tail was very distinct! Although each plane looked tattered, not only was the wing covered with a layer of dust, and the skin was no longer smooth and intact, at least the fuselage was still intact.

She couldn't speak for a moment, as if something was blocking her chest.

After sniffing, Sylvie picked up the sigil and replied, "Your Highness...... All three were fine. ”

"Really?" Tilly's tone suddenly lightened, "I knew that. ”

"If I really knew, I wouldn't keep asking. Andrea on the side pouted secretly.

Wendy smiled and shook her head, "Then inform everyone to return home, and let's bring the news of the victory back to His Majesty Roland!"