!
Marshal Nixa and the others' cries of alarm were completely drowned out by the explosions.
The shockwaves that followed made it impossible for them to stay on their feet, as the entire ship shook violently.
Interestingly enough,
these magical airships actually had sails, with wing-like sails unfurled on both sides.
However,
before they could react, three more golden beams shot up from below, consecutively blowing apart one magical warship and two magical airships.
The only difference between magical warships and magical airships was that the former had ten breech-loading cannons on each side for bombarding targets below.
But those steel cannons, originally meant for fighting enemies, shattered amid the explosions, becoming deadly metal shrapnel that riddled the surrounding magical airships.
The mages and soldiers standing in their path were even more unfortunate, their flesh and blood sent flying as they became mangled, dismembered corpses.
"Spread out!"
"Descend!"
"The enemy has powerful anti-air capabilities! Get down there and kill them immediately!!"
Marshal Nixa gripped the longsword he had already drawn and screamed hysterically at the people around him.
This time,
he had clearly used some kind of sound-amplifying magic. Every word reached everyone's ears clearly enough, allowing the fleet to gradually recover from its panic.
One magical warship after another, along with the airships, slowly descended.
And throughout this process, those golden Flash spells showed no mercy, continuing to blow up eight magical airships.
The fleet, which had started with only twenty airships, lost twelve of them in midair.
The losses were devastating, with more than half their forces killed or wounded!
Fewer than fourteen thousand people were fortunate enough to survive and reach the ground.
"H-How could this happen?!"
Marshal Nixa's face turned livid when he saw the miserable state of his forces.
They had not even seen where