Chapter 676
My Empire Chapter 676
2020-11-03
Chapter 676 677 Another seedThe Tree of Life can take root in many unimaginable places, and it can even change the whole Planet's living environment, which has been confirmed by Elf Race.
It can be said that the seed of this tree is a gem, a super environmental improvement device that no Alanhill technology can match.
It's a pity that this kind of Tree of Life can't survive two trees on a planet. If possible, the high-level Alanhill even wants to replace all the greenery in Serris City with Elf Race's Tree of Life .
Now, Queen Andrea is using her magic to spawn the seeds of the Tree of Life that she brought to the Demon Realm, an important task for her to come to the Demon Realm.
As long as Tree of Life takes root in Demon Realm, the ecological environment problem that Alanhill has been worried about can be completely solved.
If the seeds of Tree of Life germinate, it means that Demon Realm is a suitable place for life to thrive, and there are no deadly viruses and bacteria.
"The Goddess of the Great Moon... You have given me life, and I am willing to serve you until the end of my life..." Andrea knelt on the one that looked full of patterns, In front of the extremely vigorous seed of life force, he opened his mouth and murmured.
In her murmur, the seeds of Elf Race Supreme Treasure, Tree of Life began to slowly split, and the pattern full of magical energy on it also began to flicker with her murmur. dazzling light.
Then, the roots of light formed by pure life energy penetrated into the surrounding soil little by little, and began to inject new nutrients into the land.
With the spread of these energies, lush and green grass began to grow on the ground, and a green of life spread out, blowing away all the haze on the entire island.
Then this breath of life continued to spread, and continued to drive away those sinister air, swept away the feeling that originally belonged to Demon Realm.
At the same time, near the Tree of Life, blossoming flowers bloomed, and a huge energy rolled and transpired. With the growth of Tree of Life, a huge force was formed. .
In a distant place, the almost transparent silhouette formed by the source of magic painfully pointed his face in the direction of the sprouting of the Tree of Life.
He felt a huge Life Power, a force that made him uncomfortable and that he didn't like very much.
"The Tree of Life of Elf Race... Damn... They put that thing in the world I rule! Asshole!" The magic eye trembled in pain, not fully condensed into a human form, It even started to disintegrate.
"I hate this power... This power shouldn't appear in this world!" While struggling, he also released a stronger magical power, which made the fragile human figure slightly a little more comfortable.
"Come on! How's our secret weapon ready?" He slumped on his throne, watching a few evil Demon Generals lead into the hall and kneel at his feet.
"The great source of magic... Our factory is imitating that weapon, but if it is used on a large scale, it will take more time." A general in charge of secret weapons one-knee kneels replied .
"We're running out of time! Idiots! They've come to this world, and those damn ants on the magic continent are about to crawl into my great hall!" The source of magic roared irritably.
His voice echoed throughout the great hall, far and near, although furious, he still maintained his majesty. That feeling, as if he was not interested in mundane affairs.
"The great source of magic... Demon King Your Majesty used a lot of manpower and material resources to speed up the production of many demon missiles... Therefore, the construction period was... delayed." That evil Demon General led the sweat on his forehead and lowered his head to explain.
"I don't need an explanation! What I need is results!" The source of magic controlled some of his emotions, but still interrupted the other party's explanation irritably: "Just tell me when It's enough to be able to put a sufficient number of secret weapons into use."
"Probably, it will take more than a month..." The evil Demon General knew that this answer would not make The source of magic is satisfied, but only bronze oneself replied .
"Get out! If you can't get the amount I want within 10 days, you'll never need to see me!" The voice of the source of magic still echoed in the great hall, with Undoubtedly imposing manner.
The evil Demon General leader hurriedly nodded, and bowed out of the great hall: "Yes! This subordinate will go to supervise... Sure, the task will be completed."
He retreated After leaving the great hall, he held down the long sword on his waist until he was in the corridor, and walked towards the few men who followed him.
When those subordinates saw their boss's face was bad, they immediately lowered their heads to keep up, and didn't even dare to ask any more questions.
While walking, the evil Demon General led by him asked, "What happened to the secret weapon recovered by relying on the wreckage captured by the puppet empire and other battlefields?"
"Sir...Isn't the imitation work already in full swing...but, the people of Alanhill don't need it...no matter how much we make, what's the use?" One of the subordinates was depressed 's mouth asked.
"What do you know?" The leader coldly snorted, continued to move forward: "They would never have imagined that one day, they would be defeated by the weapons they created! Victory belongs to us after all. Yes!"
Accompanied by the sound of his footsteps, in the empty great hall, the light used for lighting danced and swayed strange shadows.
On the other side, Alanhill launched a logical attack on the remaining demon troops.
Those demon troops who landed were hiding in corners, struggling on whilst at death's door, but due to the large number, they had not been completely wiped out for a while.
And the demon fleet left on the sea is even more tragic at this time. They had no time to escape, so they could only grit their teeth and continue to attack the beach.
The Alanhill Naval Fleet actually gave the Demon Naval Fleet some time to choose. If these battleships are willing to turn around and leave, Alanhill will not even pursue them. From the navy's point of view, this is to repay the demons for returning their captives.
However, it is a pity that those demon battleships have no intention of retreating. They continue to attack as if they have given up their struggle.
Therefore, this massacre had to continue, and at least half of the remaining demon troops could only continue to struggle in the hell made by human weapons...
(this chapter end)