The TNT, flashing with dazzling white light, cut through the sky under the thrust of the explosion and landed behind Doragon's army formation.
The ground shook violently.
More than ten alchemy cannon platforms and the magically plated armed forces guarding them were instantly destroyed.
At this moment, Beixi finally understood how satisfying it must have been for Doragon to bomb them so casually in the past.
Watching the scene of smoke and scattered limbs and broken arms flying into the air,
Beixi's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and even Chris's hysterical shouts and curses sounded so beautiful.
"That's it! Perfect healing magic!"
She had already understood the charm of modern warfare.
Close-quarters combat?
Too primitive!
Strategic bombing was the symbol of peace!
"Aelita, how was it!"
Beixi proudly looked at the dumbfounded Aelita.
"Isn't our Redstone Cannon very charming?"
Aelita nodded silently, then moments later, she leaped up and jumped onto Beixi's back.
"Grandma Beixi! Let me fire a shot! Please let me fire a shot!"
"Alright, alright, let little Aelita also experience the most top-tier healing magic."
Watching the grandmother and granddaughter happily bomb Doragon's army formation, Su Lin always felt that the Elven Kingdom also suffered from a bit of firepower deficiency paranoia.
Speaking of which, these two could watch the TNT blow so many people to bits and still excitedly shout and cheer.
Indeed... "They aren't just simple radicals, they must be psychopaths!"
Su Lin advised himself to keep a respectful distance from these anti-social terrorists.
Leaving the Redstone Cannon position to Beixi and Aelita was enough; Doragon was currently unable to organize a decapitation squad to destroy it.
Even if they did come... not to mention Beixi's strength, did they really think the Redstone Cannon, constructed from MC Dungeon materials, could be easily destroyed!
To protect the Redstone Cannon, the Elven Kingdom generously used obsidian even for the basic cannon body structure... that was a block that even the violent loli Hilulele would find difficult to quickly break.
"The Redstone Cannon's combat capability far exceeded our expectations, but unfortunately, the current Redstone Cannon cannot be moved freely, nor can it self-calibrate its direction."
However, this was not a problem; the work to improve the Redstone Cannon had already begun, and with so many ideas provided by Su Lin, he believed in the wisdom of the Elf Race researchers.
Lop looked with some emotion at Doragon, which had completely descended into chaos in the distance.
Since the start of the war, Doragon, apart from the first alchemy cannon attack, had not been able to organize any effective breakthroughs.
In close-quarters combat, the Iron Golems dominated, collectively forming a meat grinder Hell.
From long range, the Redstone Cannon accurately targeted enemies, making Doragon flee in terror.
Counterattack?
They were now struggling just to survive.
Many high-level professionals caught in the Redstone Cannon's blast were instantly incinerated.
In this battle, Lop and the others found no fault whatsoever with the performance of the MC Dungeon's resources, and they praised the MC Dungeon endlessly.
If they had to say something... the attacks of the Iron Golems and the Redstone Cannons were too brutal in terms of environmental destruction; by now, the ground had collapsed, and many bottomless pits had even been blasted open.
"It seems that replacing the Verdan Eternal Forest environment with MC Dungeon resources needs to be done quickly."
"That's also convenient."
Su Lin calmly stroked Hilulele's head; having won a battle with the help of the MC Dungeon, Hilulele, however unwilling, could only endure it with a sour face.
"The soil and water from the MC Dungeon might even be more suitable for the growth of the Verdan Eternal Forest, not to mention, don't you still have so much bone meal?"
Lop gave a wry smile.
"Bone meal is a resource needed by the Ancient Elven Tree; most of the bone meal had just been transported back to the Elven Kingdom when the Ancient Elven Tree urged us to quickly hand it over to it."
Su Lin was somewhat surprised; he really didn't know about this.
It's just... "In that case, why isn't the Ancient Elven Tree rioting like before?"
"In fact, it still is, but the Ancient Elven Tree itself has some control, plus our concealment... during this time, the Ancient Elven Tree has grown a lot, and nearly a hundred thousand new Elf Race infants have been born."
"However, considering the issues of education and upbringing, we have to control the frequency of bone meal use for a short period."
Su Lin suddenly understood.
It seemed the Ancient Elven Tree had also undergone some incredible changes due to the bone meal.
He remembered Aelita once saying that it was very rare for the Ancient Elven Tree to communicate with the Elven Kingdom of its own accord.
But Su Lin was still a bit puzzled.
"I thought with your radical attitude, you would endlessly fertilize the Ancient Elven Tree."
"Hm... excessive fertilization is harmful and not beneficial, but Ms. Beixi and Princess Ailita do indeed have such thoughts."
The dignified Lop sighed with emotion.
"Ms. Beixi even wanted to send all the newborns to the MC Dungeon, to 'force-grow' them with that special experience acquisition method..."
"Force-grow?"
"...You could say that."
Su Lin was amazed.
As expected of the Elven Kingdom's top anti-social terrorists.
In terms of disrespect for human rights and inhumanity, Su Lin would crown Beixi as the strongest.
"Have you stroked enough, you bastard! Know when to quit!"
Hilulele couldn't take it anymore; in this short time, she had watched Su Lin pull out four or five strands of her beautiful hair.
Did this guy not even understand the principle of stroking a dog in the direction of its fur?
His technique was terrible!
Lop also couldn't bear to watch any longer.
"Mr. Su Lin, although this battle is essentially over, we are still on the battlefield after all..."
"Is that so... alright."
Su Lin sighed, feigning regret.
"I forgot to tell you something, the fourth floor of the MC Dungeon is also accessible now."
"..."
Lop was silent for a moment, then looked at Hilulele with a pleading expression.
"Your Majesty, for the glory of the Elven Kingdom!"
"I know! Grandpa Lop is so annoying!"
Hilulele angrily grabbed Su Lin's hand and placed it on her head, then expressionlessly crossed her arms and looked towards Doragon's side.
This posture made Su Lin's heart pound again.
Honestly... compared to stroking her head, he wanted to touch other, more unreasonable places.
— — —
Chris, who firmly believed in the ample martial virtue of the Empire, now had to admit that this battle seemed to be lost.
An endless stream of Iron Golems stood at the front, Doragon's magical Golem army had long been completely annihilated, and now they were entirely sacrificing soldiers' lives for Iron Golems.
The key was that these things seemed to multiply, getting more numerous the more they were fought, as if they could split.
Alchemy cannon platforms?
When the Elven Kingdom brought out similar, even more brutal alchemy cannon platforms,
Doragon's alchemy cannon platforms, including the powerful individuals in magically plated armor protecting them, had already 'flown away together' with their alchemy cannon platforms.
Apart from the initial bombardment of the Elven Kingdom, Doragon's army had achieved nothing in this battle, merely struggling to survive.
With the war at this point, was there any hope of turning the tide?
Yes, the Speechless Unit and the Monster Beast Legion had not yet appeared, but what good would that do?
The Iron Golems at the front were insurmountable, and the rear faced bombardment from the Elven Kingdom's Redstone Cannon; could they still hope to carry out a decapitation mission against the Elven Kingdom?
Even the Holy Law Emperor Country wouldn't dare to suggest that even if they invited a Divine Incarnation; one more word and they'd get a slap from the Divine Incarnation.
Chris was utterly desperate.
Technological superiority, a strategic advantage that had always belonged to Doragon, now appeared on the side of the opposing Elven Kingdom.
It truly made Chris empathize with those who had been crushed by Doragon in the past.
"Alchemy changes destiny, technology creates the future..."
Chris, covered in blood, leaned wearily on his halberd and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"The Alchemy Research Institute's words truly make sense."
However, these words were now more suitable for the Elven Kingdom.
After fighting for so long, the Elven Kingdom had no casualties, while Doragon suffered deaths and injuries, and deserters even appeared amidst the chaotic morale.
But Chris no longer cared.
On the bright side, those people might still be able to relay the terrifying intelligence about the Elven Kingdom back, allowing the increasingly radical and fanatical Empire to calm down a little.
Perhaps seeing his impending death, Chris became much more at peace.
His back was ramrod straight, but blood seeped from all seven orifices.
He had just endured two intentional power punches from an Iron Golem; his internal organs were already severely damaged, and he was completely sustained by his last breath of magic.
"As expected of the Elven Kingdom, which has stood on the continent of Aetheram for countless years; their foundation is truly incomparable to ours..."
Chris sighed with emotion, gazing northward with regret and longing.
"Your Majesty, I hope that after this battle, the furiously advancing imperial chariot will pause for a while."
Years of great victories seemed to have blinded everyone in Doragon; not long ago, a minister even suggested sending troops to Dragon Island in pursuit of creating a large number of Dragon Blood Warriors... at that time, Chris felt that something might go wrong, but he never expected to fall to the low-key Elven Kingdom.
Doragon... "Thirty years of accumulation, compared to the countless years of accumulation of these long-lived races, truly crumbled at a touch..."
Chris clenched his fists, somewhat unwilling.
Without its technological advantage, Doragon was indeed as powerless as a lamb to the slaughter against such an old kingdom.
It hadn't even been three hours since the war began, had it?
Of the hundred thousand strong army, only over twenty thousand remained; how much longer could they endure facing the bombardment of Iron Golems and Redstone Cannons?
He looked up at the sky.
The prying magical gazes were now undisguised; Chris could even imagine the smug faces of those who had witnessed Doragon's crushing defeat.
"You've truly seen a great spectacle; after this defeat, the Empire's situation will probably be very awkward."
The loss of foundation was secondary.
Doragon, undefeated for thirty years, had lost face precisely in the most confident 'killing a chicken to warn the monkeys' battle.
One could only imagine the domestic and international situation they would face... "But Doragon did not lose to you!"
Chris suddenly raised his halberd heroically to the sky again.
"This defeat is due to the strength of the Elven Kingdom, and by no means due to Doragon's weakness!"
"This defeat also does not mean that you, our defeated opponents, have the right to despise us like the Elven Kingdom!"
"Doragon will not fall! We just need some time to calm ourselves!"
Igniting his remaining vitality to awaken the most violent magic, Chris was already doomed.
He wanted to reveal Doragon's trump card for his beloved Doragon; even if they lost, they could still rely on this trump card to deter those petty individuals.
The people of the Aetheram continent must understand that Doragon only lost to the Elven Kingdom, not to them!
"Speechless Unit, attack! Monster Beast Legion, unleashed!"
Chris, his body wreathed in blood-red boiling magic, stepped into the air.
"Warriors who are still willing to fight for Doragon! Charge with me!!!"
Doragon began its final struggle.
Ten thousand mysterious figures shrouded in black robes appeared eerily on the battlefield, followed by various monster beasts surging like a tidal wave.
For a moment, with these two sudden powerful armies joining the battle, and the strong individuals who followed Chris, burning their lives for a final charge,
the Iron Golems' relentless offensive was indeed repelled.
"They still had this trick?"
Su Lin was a little surprised, but... looking at the towering block pillars that rose from the ground around Doragon's army, and the Elf Soldiers who were already in position, Su Lin still shook his head regretfully.
"Commendable courage, but... the war is already over."