High above, Velin watched the maddened civilians on the ground, his eyes utterly unmoved.
In his original plan, this war had nothing to do with the civilians struggling at the bottom. As long as they hid inside their houses, they could naturally escape disaster.
But now that they had taken the initiative to join the battlefield, that was another matter.
On one street, under the siege of dozens of Level 4 Professionals, the core of a Magic Puppet was shattered.
Just as they were about to cheer, the magic array deep within the Magic Puppet's core activated directly.
After a massive explosion, only a pit ten meters across remained in the ground, while those Level 4 Professionals had vanished completely.
"Trading one scrapped Magic Puppet for the enemy's effective forces doesn't count as a loss no matter how you look at it." Velin folded his arms and watched the light produced by the explosion below, his expression calm.
On the ground, a bishop of the Holy Blood Church watched another Magic Puppet be destroyed, and a look of emotion appeared on his face. "Using useless people to trade for useful things—no matter how you put it, the other side has suffered a huge loss."
As time passed, massive explosions rang out one after another in every corner of the city.
Every explosion represented the destruction of a Magic Puppet, and likewise meant the passing of hundreds of lives.
When the first ray of dawn appeared on the horizon, Velin raised his hand, and a ball of magical light condensed in his palm.
The moment the morning sun fell upon the Qixing Territory flag, the ball of magical light left his hand and flew into the sky, exploding three hundred meters above the Star Moon Floating Ship.
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