It is not an easy task to break through the enemy line, especially if the opponent warmly welcomes him with a lot of long-range firepower. I ignored these attacks, though, as they failed to penetrate the shields directly in front of them, at least for the time being.

However, when the enemy came in from another direction, the shield didn't work, and I had to block all the attacks myself, or kill them all before they could attack.

Say it's all gone, but it's obviously impossible. Again, the speed at which the two sides approached each other was so fast that I didn't have much time to recharge the arrows. As it stands, my attacks can only clear out some of the enemies in front of me, and although I can open up a path, the width of my attack is not very wide, and when I enter this path, I will be attacked by nearby enemies immediately.

I can't expect all enemies to be head-headed enough to target me, and even if they did, they would definitely shift their target as soon as they found that their spell attacks didn't work. And once the missile is destroyed, I will no longer be able to reach the vicinity of the command ship. It's not that I'm going to get the essentials, it's just that my flight speed will drop a lot on the spot, and even if I continue to advance in the face of the enemy's attack, the command ship will not be able to catch up with the other party if I turn around and flee.

At this time, I had completely surrendered the leadership to the armor, and even so, based on a rough analysis, I still came to this not very optimistic conclusion. But I can't do anything about it, we're not Emilina after all, and the whole city will tremble three times if you stomp your feet in full power mode. Being able to do this is already my limit, so I don't regret it even if I fail.

As it turned out, I was still too superficial.

The distance between the two sides is already very close, and it cannot wait any longer. I let go of the arrow, sending the little thing with a cute pink glow out with an astonishing momentum. Just when we thought that this arrow might have a critical hit and was pleasantly surprised. It suddenly disappeared into the air in front of it, and before the stunned person could realize what was going on, the space shattered like ice, revealing a huge spatial rift.

Then, before I could scream, I got into the chasm with a missile and a man.

The surroundings were full of extremely violent hurricanes made of unstable pure energy, and from time to time burst out of it with long-dragging purple-red lightning, and it felt like anything that touched the hurricane would be torn to pieces on the spot. But there are no absolutes, at least I saw an old monster who claimed to be 17 years old somehow set up a platform in the middle of a nearby hurricane that God knows what it was made of, and she was setting up a table and chair on the surface of it, leisurely sipping tea and eating doughnuts. When he saw me, he lightly raised the teacup in his hand at us.

It turns out that every time she fights, she says she wants to see the excitement and then immediately enters a state of seclusion, is she hiding here!?

Of course, I can't compare anything with that kind of specification, as long as it touches a hurricane, it will hang up. But the situation was a little different from what I had imagined, a tunnel of pink light cut off the dangerous furious energy outside, allowing us and the missile to continue to move forward safely and soundly inside.

The tunnel wasn't very long, and in less than three seconds I saw something in front of me that looked like a bright white exit. I couldn't help but close my eyes when I got into this light, and after opening them again and seeing the nearby scene, I couldn't help but spat out fiercely: "Isn't it, hey!?"

What appeared in front of me was not a large number of black flying saucers and all kinds of strangely shaped flying monsters, but a huge, ugly, disgusting mass of flesh. Wrapped in some kind of mechanical surface, it squirmed gently, and it looked like it was creepy and tingling at close range, and a cold breath couldn't stop rushing from the soles of the feet to the top of the head. It was shaped like a smoothed pebble, with no externally mounted weapons in sight, and was scrambling to turn around and try to escape when it spotted me suddenly appearing nearby.

I see, instead of attacking, the arrow pierced through two points in space and created a temporary wormhole in the rift, allowing me to teleport directly from the enemy's air attack force to the vicinity of the command ship!

I don't know how to describe how I'm feeling at the moment. But one thing is certain, and it's definitely not a joy. After all, when he was riding on a missile flying at high speed, and this missile was only less than ten meters away from its target, he was about to collide with each other and explode into the sky with brilliant fireworks. No matter what it is, no one will be happy about it, right?

In fact, I was so embarrassed that I couldn't speak, but what happened next was so bad that I didn't expect it - the missile didn't explode, but pierced the hull.

Speaking of which, it seems that the shield that was previously installed on the top of the missile has not been retracted......

This will not work, the missile will go straight through the hull and go out from the other side. Although it was pierced, the command ship would certainly not suffer much damage. So, after the light suddenly dimmed in front of me and confirmed that it had entered the inside of the ship, I decisively withdrew the shield and let the missile return to normal function. At the same time, he made defensive moves.

What was it like to see a huge explosion up close? Given the protection of the shield, I was not able to intuitively feel the heat, the heat wave, and the powerful force that seemed to be able to tear apart the world, the only feeling was that the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all out of their original position, and they still lost their sense of direction in the rushing fire.

There were flames and debris everywhere, and there was smoke in between, so I couldn't figure out where the ship was. But just destroy as much as you want. Struggling to get up, I attacked something that seemed important, and with it more and bigger explosions, even the hull of the ship erupted in a loud wail. In addition, in the skyrocketing firelight, you can faintly see some busy figures, most of them human.

Or rather, humans who have become undead after being infected with Death Praise.

It was obviously not a good idea to stay here, so I fired a few more random arrows, then turned around and flew through the hole that the missile had made when it came in. Even though the hell was indeed at a high altitude, my attention was all on the command ship at this time, and I didn't look at my feet, so I wasn't affected much.

As it stands, the destruction of the hull is so-so, with a large hole in its belly and squirting debris and flames from it, but the whole ship did not fall, still swaying from side to side in the air. I'm not surprised by this, after all, the power of the missile is relatively insufficient, and I didn't deliberately charge up my own power to make a big move, and the ability to blow up the opponent like this is entirely the result of making a fuss in its stomach. If it is directly charged from the outside, it is estimated that the only thing that the missile can damage is the outer armor.

It was a pleasant time to make up for the sword, which should have been the case, but the guards around the command ship finally reacted at this point, and one by one they rushed towards me with great vigour. I believed that their hospitality was not to leave me for dinner, so I folded my wings and drooped down.

There were no guards in this direction, and I could easily get out of the encirclement. Having said that, not being able to destroy the command ship was still a problem for me, and I was about to take advantage of the fact that the guards were all in vain as an opportunity to try to make up for it, but I just turned around and bent my bow and arrow, but I didn't think that the target had a violent explosion, and then broke in two from the breach, and I could no longer sustain my flight, dragging the flames and black smoke to the ground.

Many bits and pieces fell from where the command ship broke, and even some dancing undead. There was not the slightest look of fear or fear on their faces, and even if they rolled out of the hull and floated in the air, they seemed to be scattered in the garden, and because of this, several undead were desperately trying to "swim" in mid-air and "swim" to a slightly damaged machine that they wanted to approach.

Of course, the real reason that attracted me was purely the hilarious appearance of the undead swimming in the air...... Ahem, this sentence doesn't count.

Anyway, it must have been a very important thing, and I decided to get my hands on it and take it back to take a closer look before I ran away. Emmilina would probably know what it was, and we could hand it over to the state for some pocket money or something. Well, that's a really good idea.

As soon as I thought of it, I spread my wings and stopped falling, raised my hand and blew away the undead who tried to get close to the instrument with an explosion, then reached out and grabbed the object, which was almost the size of a wooden bench, and then resolutely continued to descend and slipped close to the ground.

Naturally, the guards in hot pursuit refused to let me go so lightly, but if I didn't fight, it would still be a little insufficient to rely on their firepower to try to stop me. What's more, the command ship has been destroyed, and the remaining time for these escorts to operate is only a minute or two at best. When the time passes, these black flying saucers will fall to the ground one after another, where do I have to spend my energy and entangle with each other?

The victory and defeat have been decided, but because of this, the tables of the undead are even crazier. Not to mention the flying saucer that was chasing me in front of me, the flying saucer that was attacking the position in front did not even evade the anti-aircraft fire, so it just ran straight into the fire net and wanted to attack, which immediately made the entire position blaze and turn on their backs.

Fortunately, the coalition forces were on great alert for the demonic air force and had made a lot of air defense preparations early, so although the opponent's crazy counterattack before death caused certain losses, it did not affect the overall combat capability of the coalition forces.

Next, it should be a ground battle. (To be continued......)