Rolling clouds of thick smoke surged into the sky. Blazing crimson heat continuously erupted and exploded within them. Countless high-speed fragments struck the barrier and were immediately bounced away, while ripples continuously spread from the points of impact, like the surface of a lake during heavy rain.
Even with the defenses protecting them, the people within the enormous shield could still hear some of the sounds and feel the vibrations transmitted inside.
The tremors reverberating through the ground beneath their feet were like the friction of bedrock plates during an earthquake.
Through the trembling transparent shield, Bazel stared outside in horror. He could sense that several of those Miracle Lifeforms had already been directly destroyed.
The rest had been severely wounded to the point of being unable to move. As long as they were finished off in time, there was basically no need to worry about anything going wrong.
After continuing for more than ten seconds, the external vibrations finally ceased.
Then, a battered and ravaged expanse of land appeared before them. Thick smoke blanketed the area, but he could still see just how terrifying the destruction here had been.
Some earthen slopes had been gouged straight out of the ground, and shocking craters covered the landscape.
Bazel turned his somewhat stiff neck and looked at Li Chou, who called himself the commander of the Eleventh Legion.
"Th-this... what kind of weapon is this?"
"A missile. Uh, you can think of it as an upgraded version of the launch tubes we gave you. Of course, it's much more complicated, much more powerful, and has a range of several dozen to several hundred kilometers."
"Heh, some of our weapons technology has recovered to roughly the level of the seventies or eighties after World War II."
"Of course, only a small portion