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Chapter 1137: The Banished Senior Demon

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At the front near Tower Station No 9 at the Fertile Plains

"The target is 6' 4'' in the northeast, at 6,500 miles We request for artillery fire"

Sylvie lied on her sto down at the vast land below The ground had been excavated around two or three days ago The air was saturated with the fresh sil of Listening "Fire in five minutes" She then added, "Please be careful"

Sylvie looked in the direction of Taquila From where she stood, she could spy the ruin of the Holy City Although it was er than a finger nail from this distance, she soainst the forest, the ruined city looked like a otten

While the ruin was beyond the vision of the Eye of Magic, Sylvie could still sense the gli as the red speck reot it"

Sylvie slid the Sigil carefully into her pocket, patted Maggie's broad back and said, "Cliie, who had now transfors sprouting froainst the wind She was now even larger than two norer than the ie was overall colossal even when she was in the foreon

After they rose around 100 h the air

Then several earth pillars rose froround at the front, which i in the sky Shockwaves rocked the ground Such a powerful explosion was always delightful to behold

It was not long before a second and a third rounds of explosion took place

The Artillery Battalion was now able to direct their shells accurately to their designated spots Since it was difficult to calculate the exact targetted area, Sylvie sih estie as the Castle District in Neverwinter, which was the district she was most familiar with

As the Artillery Battalion continued to fire, Sylvie soon saw broken lirenade would create a one-o no deeper than 50 centiround even when the earth was permeated with the Red Mist For the land uncorrupted by the Red Mist, the deround but just barely If a shell landed right on their heads, they would literally be blasted into srenade itself could kill a demon but the after closely to the surface of the ground, any shockwaves within a radius of 20 meters would be fatal to the demons

His Majesty called this type of random attack "sweep"

After five rounds of fierce boround and started to retreat

"The enemy has come out They're all Mad Dele," Sylvie instructed