Operation Heretic

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The defenders of the holy city retreated into the inner walls just as the magic barrier encompassed what was left of the inner city. The men and women made haste in setting up what little barricade they could install and resistance they could attempt.

The war was at its bleakest and defeat was already on the horizon. The sun was setting when the metal demons began their artillery barrage. Shell upon shell bombarded the barrier making it tremble with the ground below it.

Many cried that day, not even the most seasoned of veterans could hold their despair as the sight of these unholy weapons and their munitions reducing what they loved into nothing but rubble continued into the night.

By the break of dawn, the shells had wiped out the entire outer city. The outer walls have been completely breached with thousands of metal demons marching in. From last night's bombardment alone, the entire population left out of the barrier were killed.

Their bodies, churned, torn and burned. Through the city streets, the alleys and the wreckage of the outer city the metal demons marched in formation. Batting not an eye nor gave a care to the sight of mass death and blood spewed allover. Fires engulfed whatever wooden structure was left as incinderary shells were employed.

That was the second day of the bombardment. The night befell them after the second day and the bombardment continued. The remaining magic councilmen looked on from the porches of their grand cathedral as in the distance, flashes of light erupted.

"Goddess.. save us.."

They pleaded for their goddess to come to the rescue but their pleas and calls met uncaring ears as she was no longer with them. They were all on their own with nothing but themselves to count on.

And so, when morale finally collapsed and their leadership questioned, they decided to sacrifice themselves. Not in battle, but by sacrificing their bodies to power the barrier longer.

They gathered inside the grand cathedral, every single one of them. They formed a circle around the grand lobby and focused all their magic.

They glowed the color blue, the color of their goddess who has abandoned them. And as the old men were sucked into the magic circle they had cast, most cursed themselves and renounced their beliefs.

That was their final act.

They left behind a magic circle that encompassed the entire lobby. It spread onto the walls and into the hallways. Whoever was inside the grand cathedral were caught in the spread and their magic and physical bodies sucked into it. The grand cathedral transformed into an unholy abomination that continued to power the barrier until this very day.

This was Artemis final problem. He only needed to strike one decisive blow to the barrier and the city would be theirs. The problem was this magic barrier was so powerful that could survive the most strongest nuclear bombs ever made.

Fortunately, more and more war machines arrived as per the Overall's request and they positioned themselves around the city. Surrounded, the barrier was bombarded with even more power and force than ever before.

Attack Drones and unmanned fighter Jets streaked through the air and pounded the barrier from above with their missiles, bombs and heavy guns. On the ground, tanks, and Mech Walkers pounded the barrier sides with continuous fire support from the infantry.

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