Even if the artillery shell, falling at a speed five times the speed of sound, doesn't explode, its kinetic energy is enough to create a meteorite crater on the ground.
Artificial meteorite craters were strewn in front of Roland, overturned by the shockwave storm, nearly killed or buried by rocks and soil. But he had no leisure to complain anymore.
"A dud?"
Covering his head, Roland murmured as he stared at the motionless white spindle-shaped body.
Azdahak in the sky also kept his eyes fixed on the unexploded bomb. Despite his furious rage, he was still rational. He was very clear about the power of the mass decomposition bomb. If the shell was installed with a delayed fuse and he foolishly remained still or initiated a strategic attack spell to detonate the shell, he would be sucked into the blast, which would prove to be very unprofitable.
