Chapter 878
My Empire Chapter 878
2020-11-03
Chapter 878 880 RefreshingThe reality is so cruel, no matter what this poor white-robed servant of God is in the heart Yelling curses didn't change the fact that he no longer had any chance to escape.
He saw with his own eyes a servant of the gods not far away being slashed to the ground by Alanhill's huge war machine.
The next second, he saw another white-robed servant of the gods being hit with magic by several magicians who were besieging up, struggling and exploding in the thunder and lightning.
By the time he came back to his senses, he had been stabbed with a sword by the Alanhill Elf Race general in front of him...
Before he could struggle, he felt inside himself. His energy was out of control, he saw the Elf Race general retreating rapidly, and then his eyes became pitch black.
Death is not necessarily the end for the servants of the gods, they may be resurrected in the rear unharmed, and they can continue to participate in the battle...
But death is also for them. The same kind of torture! Every time they are resurrected, it is not that they have not paid the price, it is just that they themselves do not know it as a body.
The servants of the gods cannot be resurrected indefinitely. Each resurrection of these monsters will deplete the spirit strength of the body and the vitality of the body.
Until the loss exceeds the maximum limit that the body can carry, this seemingly infinite number of resurrections is completely over.
No matter how many times they can be resurrected, or whether they can be resurrected, the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire don't know - they just need to kill these servants of God in front of them, and then the battle can be ended.
Things have reached a dead end for the servants of God, wounded, wounded, and drained of magical energy, and only Final Struggle's strength is left.
They were covered by firepower and suffered all kinds of blows. Now they survived only by good luck.
However, no matter how good luck is, the day will run out sooner or later—obviously, the good luck of these white-robed servants in front of them has now been used up.
They were killed by Alanhill's soldiers one by one, and there was not much left. After one by one fell, the God Servant who was able to resist couldn't hold it any longer.
When the last Servant of God fell and died, the entire battlefield fell silent, and the few remaining Servants of God were rout on the battlefield, chased by Alanhill's heavy armored grenadiers and killed by Alanhill. Alanhill's air force chased and killed, and in the end, none of them were able to escape.
And when these servants of gods were annihilated, there was a jubilant sound in General Medias' headquarters.
Compared to the damage caused by the last attack of the Servant of God, this time Alanhill almost completely wiped out the incoming enemy unscathed.
This is definitely something to cheer about. The enemy's toughest troops were annihilated without doing anything!
Next time, Magic Origin once again organizes such an attack, it will be more cautious, and Alanhill's tactical advantage will be reflected even more!
"Long live Alanhill!" Alanhill's soldiers cheered as the last Servant of God fell.
"Long live Emperor Your Majesty!" All raised their arms in celebration of the victory.
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"A letter from the devil?" After Chris got the report of the local battle, he was also shocked by the details.
He really didn't expect, it turned out to be a devil's message, so that the Alanhill Empire could so easily annihilate a devil's servant army.
Holding this report, he looked towards the Elf Queen. The past few days, the two of them often discussed some political opinions together, but they got along very well.
The relationship between the two people is also gradually warming up, but they are still respectful to each other, and they have not done anything that is easy to be harmonious before they get married.
Andrea took the report, shrugged her shoulders, and said to Chris: "This is not surprising, in fact, there were some Elf Races a long time ago, and they prefer to say it themselves. I am an Alanhill person.”
This kind of comprehensive transcendence of quality of life makes it easy for people to have some aspirations—it’s like Earth in the 1970s, many people yearn for it American life is the same.
Chris looked at Andrea's good-looking, sexy curved shoulders and shrugged twice, staggering his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, and then said, "For Alanhill, this is a A good phenomenon."
Compared to Earth's so-called ideology and complex political positions, Alanhill's accommodating appetite makes it easier to accept all races and unite all people.
Of course, the aborigines in this world have never eaten or seen it, and they can't tell which social system or political system is, so there is no need to argue with them which system is better. Fits this world.
Anyway, it can be summed up in one sentence, whatever system Chris gives them, they welcome whatever system, harmonious and enviable.
"Anyway, this is a good phenomenon! I accepted 20,000 demon civilians as captives, and the demon gave me a surprise, which is considered a relationship." Chris said with a smile.
The elf queen Andrea gave Chris a charming look with contempt: "You're picking up a lot of money, okay? Whether it's from the frequency of dispatches of the Servants of God, or the size of the Servant of God troops. , this elite force of the source of magic is actually very rare and precious."
"The total number of them should be around 5,000, and they have failed twice in a row. The number of this force should now only be There are less than 3,000 left!" She analyzed for Chris seriously: "This is definitely good news for us. As long as we can weaken the Servant of God army, the source of magic will not threaten our defense line. At the end of the day, she concluded: "At least, we had to beware of the opponent's magic of mass destruction, and we also had to beware of the opponent's Servant of God troops. In fact, the pressure is very great. Now , we only need to defend against the opponent's mass destruction magic, and that's it."
"You are right." Chris nods, the Elf Queen is also a commander who leads troops to fight all year round, she The strategic vision is also very vicious.
Even, Chris felt that compared to the real commander of the battle formation, this elf queen was much better than his Princess Cape Luna.
"However, I don't think we can't deal with these so-called servants of the magic source." Chris then emphasized to Andrea: "It's just that we can give it to the enemy without paying a huge price. Inflicting a heavy blow, in itself, is refreshing."
(end of this chapter)