I Am Not A Goblin Slayer

Do they seem to know the firing range of the Magic Cannon?

The chief gunner suddenly had this thought flit through his mind.

But there was no time to think more about it, as the first wave of the monster troops had already crossed the firing line in large numbers.

"Clack clack clack!"

With the tacit cooperation from the operation team, the several-meter-long body of the Magic Cannon slowly glowed with magical light.

Countless magical energies rapidly gathered from the base along the cannon body towards the muzzle.

"Buzz!!!"

A strong wind surged forward from the front.

The light in the muzzle gradually became brilliant, finally reaching a terrifying brightness.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

Without any warning, that beam of light suddenly shot out.

In just an instant, the shell formed a straight purple arc in the air, crossing over ten kilometers before finally landing in a large goblin battalion.

"Rumble!!!"

The shell instantly exploded upon hitting the ground, enveloping a hundred-meter hemispherical area around it with a violent impact.

After the light went out, only a huge crater was left on the ground.

Hundreds of goblins were obliterated by the shell, leaving only scattered pieces in the crater.

And all of this happened in less than a second.

Seeing the real combat power of the Magic Cannon, even the operators were somewhat dazed.

In their usual training, they also operated the Magic Cannon, but there weren’t so many live targets to act as targets.

What’s more, due to the high cost of use, they didn’t have many opportunities to practice, let alone operate it at full power.

The first attack from the operation team marked the opening shot, soon followed by one brilliant explosive shell after another dropping onto the plains before them.

The earth tore apart, trees were uprooted and thrown tens of meters into the air, and bodies were scattered haphazardly mixed with the dirt.

"So... so strong!!!"

The soldiers and Adventurers on the city wall, watching the front, all swallowed hard.

The panicked feelings from the start of the war were suddenly invigorated at this moment.

With such a powerful Magic Cannon guarding, the enemy couldn’t possibly cross the plains to reach them.

Only some senior officers and Adventurers had relatively calm expressions.

Firstly, the Magic Cannon set up by Barry had a decent attack range, but its core power wasn’t too terrifying.

More critically, the Magic Cannon also had its limitations.

Its position was relatively fixed, allowing the enemy to target its location for destruction. Furthermore, the cannon had a specific range; too high, too far, or too close wouldn’t work.

There was only a middle attack range.

Moreover, its biggest drawback was that it needed to directly consume mid-grade Demon Crystals and had a long cooldown time.

Its power was indeed impressive, but to hope it could single-handedly keep the Green Dragon Queen’s army at bay for tens of miles was mere wishful thinking.

Not to mention, the first batch of killed goblin legions was just cannon fodder; if they could exhaust the Demon Crystals and force the Magic Cannon into a cooldown period, they would have fulfilled their mission.

Realizing this, some experienced officers began directing their subordinates to move.

"Boom!"

The mountain suddenly trembled.

Some nearby soldiers steadied themselves, quickly looking in the direction of the disturbance.

Those with good memories couldn’t help but change their expressions, as that was precisely the location from where a Magic Cannon had just been fired.

"Did the Magic Cannon malfunction?"

"All members of Team Kastor, grab your weapons and follow me."

Captain Kastor frowned deeply, quickly commanding and mobilizing his subordinates.

The earlier disturbance was most likely not caused by a Magic Cannon malfunction, as it had just fired one shot and was far from overloading.

In his opinion, it felt more like an explosion caused by another attack.

In the sky, several huge flying dragons swiftly crossed the battlefield, diving rapidly down from the clouds.

The Magic Cannon nearby quickly locked onto them, but unfortunately, the dragons’ maneuverability was too strong; they dodged the shells with a few twists in the air.

"Thud!"

The dragons landed accurately at the location of the Magic Cannon.

Once they launched a formal attack, the Concealment Array around the Magic Cannon would also be quickly weakened.

Nearby Adventurers and soldiers tried to resist the dragons.

But the dragons, nearly ten meters in length, sent dozens of people flying away with just a single sweep of their tails.

Then the wings whipped up a hurricane, sweeping towards the location of the Magic Cannon.

In the distance, numerous spells and arrows fell upon its resilient hide, either being deflected directly or exploding without leaving any wounds.

"So strong..."

Some Low-Level Adventurers sat paralyzed on the ground, their faces filled with despair.

Against such a giant beast, ordinary people are truly powerless.

Fortunately, soon High-Level Adventurers rushed to aid.

"All Professionals below Level 3, retreat from here!"

"Leave this to us!"

From atop a giant eagle, a Warrior clad in golden armor leaped down, landing on the platform, then waved his large hand to command others to leave.

Seeing the dragon summon the hurricane again, the Warrior leaped forward, brandishing the Great Sword, slicing a sword wind of over ten meters towards the dragon.

...

On various battlefield hills, before the army of monsters neared, battles like this had already erupted everywhere.

Some soldiers and adventurers hadn’t even reacted before their lives were taken.

The Magic Cannon began to experience losses, although the flying beasts initiating the charge did not gain much advantage either, as many High-Level Professionals were already stationed not far from the Magic Cannon, waiting for these agile monsters to enter their attack range.

On the front lines, the baptism of the Magic Cannon continued.

Each red pit resembled the wounds of the earth, with each scar representing the decay of numerous lives.

Deep within the clouds, the Green Dragon Queen remained indifferent, the death of thousands of goblins not even warranting a glance downwards.

Nor did it look at those flying beasts that, like moths to a flame, recklessly sought to destroy the Magic Cannon.

It simply gazed blandly into the distant sky.

But there was nothing there.

A hint of mockery flashed in its gem-like eyes.

"Still hiding, even now?"

"Do you think you have hidden yourself well?"

As soon as its voice fell, the place with nothing suddenly trembled.

Then, the space seemingly shattered.

A figure slowly emerged from it.

It was an old man exuding an aura of decay.

As soon as he appeared, his eyes were tightly fixed on the distant Green Dragon Queen, his body beginning to tremble.

"I’ve waited for this day, for too long," he said, a smile appearing on his face.

"So it’s you, Erich Xavier."

"A sneaky ant, so you’re still alive."

The mockery in the Green Dragon Queen’s eyes intensified.

During the final years of the century-long war, it was this mage, known as the Weaver, who fought against it on the front lines.

Yet decades after the war ended, rumors of his death spread according to its intelligence.

Did he really think he could deal with it using such petty tactics?

It was a genius among the true dragons.

More than a hundred years had passed, the opponent had grown old and frail, while it, as a noble true dragon, had grown more powerful, reaching a higher realm.

The Weaver, Erich Xavier, stared fiercely at the Green Dragon, his eyes gleaming with deep-seated hatred, and on his weary face, tears flowed muddily from his eyes.

In the last war, to remove him from the front lines, this treacherous Green Dragon relied on intelligence from insiders to target his family.

That day, his wife, children, and guards all died under its poisonous mist.

Even though he had received intelligence in advance, he never left the front lines, silently massacring the mid-to-high-level forces of the Green Dragon Army, saving countless lives.

One could say that the Xavier family’s position in the Cold Jade Province after the war was established by his decision back then.

"Of course I am alive, throughout these past hundred years, I’ve thought of nothing but how to kill you, beast."

Pain flashed across Erich Xavier’s face, yet his words grew colder.

As a leader, he felt he had no guilt; but as a husband and father, he couldn’t forgive himself.

After the peace treaty was signed, he thought many times about going alone to assassinate this Green Dragon, but was persuaded by the higher-ups in the name of the greater good.

Tearing up the agreement privately could lead to renewed warfare around the Cold Jade Province, resulting in countless families destroyed.

At that time, the war had lasted too long, too many humans were weary of it, he couldn’t become that sinner.

Thus he used every means to survive to this day, over a hundred years later.

Fortunately, finally, today had come.

"Humans, such shallow creatures, a mere century, can that be considered deeply engraved in heart?" the Green Dragon Queen shook its head lightly.

"How laughable!"

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