Chapter 662
My Empire Chapter 662
2020-11-03
Chapter 662 663 Things can't be done"Om..." On the side of the Storm Islands, in the calm Sea Territory, with a sound With a strange loud noise, a space in the air distorted without warning.
In one second, this distorted space was rapidly enlarged, and even a part of it crashed into the sea water, smashing and cutting the sea surface directly.
Immediately afterwards, the boiling sea water rolled up monstrous waves, spreading in all directions, as if a calm lake was stirred up by layers of waves by a rock.
"bang!" A huge explosion broke through the twisted void, as if spanning a thousand years of time, and as if spanning a distance of a million light-years, a stream of air from another world , poured into the magic within the realm from the light that had begun to stabilize.
Then, a icy, sharp battleship's bow cut through the still restless sea, followed by a flagpole with a black golden eagle flag and broke in.
Inside the bridge, General Bakarov, with his hands behind his back and his chin raised, stared at the unknown sea and complained to the adjutant behind him without looking back: "If Your Majesty told me earlier Said, he can take me to counterattack Demon Realm, I have already surrendered."
The adjutant behind him curl one's lip, did not accept this sentence with a look of disbelief - I told you earlier, you Just have to believe it.
Bakarov didn't seem to look back, so he could guess what his adjutant's expression was, and continued to talk to himself: "You should know that in the early years I worked in Weilongsa, the country of the Holy Demon Emperor. What kind of temper did he have when he was a consul."
The reputation of "The irascible Bakarov" is not a waste of time. When he suppressed the Arrant Empire and the Dothan Empire in his early years, Also a general known as very ruthless.
Who would have thought that, with the passage of time, in less than a hundred years, he would be assigned to Dukou City to be a consul, and it would last for more than two years?
Later, the navy was expanded, and he was assigned to the further east as a naval commander. He has been under the command of Laurens, and has been conscientiously achieved the hot enough to scald one's hands of the deputy commander-in-chief of the navy. position.
What he said is not a lie. As a magician who knows the truth of the world, Bakarov is naturally hostile to Demon Race. A crusade against demons.
Now, descended from those fallen magician ancestors, Bakarov has invaded the Demon Realm. He can finally proudly say to his ancestors who died near the Eye of Magic: "I'm Alanhill's Admiral! I've done what countless magicians dreamed of but never did!"
"Left full rudder!" He gave the order loudly, and the huge nuclear-powered battleship deflected flexibly to the right on the sea, giving more space.
On the other side of the battleship, a larger battleship rode the wind and waves into the Demon Realm. Entering the Demon Realm with these gigantic battleships are more destroyers, cruisers.
And above the heads of these naval battleships, a huge silhouette blocked the sun overhead.
Sky No. 1 flew into the Demon Realm very quietly, and its magic-guided electromagnetic gun up ahead was pointing majestically into the distance.
"Report!" Inside the Imperial Family command car in Angshire, an officer stood at attention and saluted, reporting to General Mediyas, who had a Band-Aid on his forehead: "A telegram from Serris! The fleet has arrived. ."
"I can't wait." Medias grinned and walked to the real-time map with the long sword, looking at the densely packed friendly army that appeared near the edge of the map. Identify the signal.
"If they came earlier, we might have nothing to do with us." Medias's adjutant's arm was still hanging on his chest, some taking pleasure in other people's misfortune said: "But they come It's too late, only the leftovers are left."
"You're right, they only have leftovers." Old General Medeas laughed: "The devil attacked my command. I still have to avenge the revenge myself."
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"I can't do anything." Aresia, who had all the troops in her hands, sat in the seat. Listen to the reports of your subordinates in your own position.
She felt a powerful force that was tearing apart the otherwise stable space. This power cannot hide her expert at this level, and this power strong enough to tear the void is obviously not her reinforcement.
Since it is not her ally, it must be the enemy from the magic continent! The enemies in front of her have already left her helpless, and now there are some unknown factors, and this battle is indeed as she said, it is almost "unable to do".
The demon troops scattered on various islands basically have no news feedback. In terms of information aggregation and processing, the gap between Demon and Alanhill is already even greater than the gap between them in battle strength.
Aresia here is fighting blindfolded, while Alanhill's Medias Old General is almost driving a plug-in with a full map.
Even if the nuclear bombs interfered with some communications, the strong-signal battlefield communication rockets that blasted into the air every few minutes ensured the battlefield communication of the Alanhill troops with the luxury of being out of the sky.
On the front, the all-out demon army collided with the magical army of Dragon Clan and Elf Race. After taking over the human forces, these impatient magical continent coalition forces fought a hearty battle.
A giant dragon is raging on the battlefield, countless great magicians, Archmages and Great Archmages are floating in the sky, and the evil Demon General's army facing them is both quantitative and qualitative. Totally at a disadvantage.
"The taste of failure... It's really uncomfortable." Aresia stood up from her position and walked down the steps with enchanting catwalks.
"Fire all the stored demon missiles... Everyone who can go to the front line must take up arms..." As she walked, she opened her mouth to instructed: "Fight here to the end! Because of you, there are no more Here's a chance to escape!"
"Yes! The subordinates must fight to the end!" All the evil Demon Generals one-knee kneels, lowered their heads and responded in a deep voice.
"The rest is just waiting, waiting for our battle flag to be planted on the enemy's head...or, the enemy's butcher knife, cut off your heads!" She walked out of the hall without looking back One more look at these dying people.
When the Demon King walked out of the hall, the evil Demon General leaders who were kneeling on the ground stood up. They looked at each other and then dispersed, taking whatever troops they could find to do the final Final Struggle.
They don't know yet that at least 300 kilometers away from them, a fleet hovering in the sky has targeted here with countless electromagnetic guns.
(end of this chapter)