Chapter 883
My Empire Chapter 883
2020-11-03
Chapter 883 885 Communication beginsIn the demon city, countless demon civilians are looking up at the Sky.
They were horrified to see a huge enemy plane flying slowly above their heads.
No dragon took off to meet it, and no evil Demon General led the way to intercept the attack. It seems, protecting their Demon Race army, simply can't fight anymore.
"Those...are they human planes?" A demon who had participated in the production of demon fighter jets in other cities, experienced and knowledgeable, called out the name of the human aircraft.
Many people around me finally realized at this time that this kind of aircraft that makes a lot of noise and can fly very high is actually called an airplane...
“ Where's our dragon?" A demon squinted, hoping to see their air force appearing and fighting.
After all, they had escaped all the way to this place and were exhausted by the human aircraft. They certainly didn't have the slightest impression of this terrifying steel monster that could drop bombs at any time.
These demons who escaped have naturally seen their clansman being attacked by these war machines flying in the sky, and hundreds of thousands of them died.
They've seen A-10 attack planes dive and fire rockets, covering an entire hill with terrifying scenes of explosions and explosions.
They have also experienced the tragic tragedy of being violently fired by the A-10 Avengers cannons, and the refugees on the entire road were instantly beaten to pieces.
Of course they also saw from a distance that the bombers densely packed in the sky like locusts swept over a city, and then the whole city was reduced to ruins.
There are even some of them who have seen the catastrophe of a giant mushroom cloud rolling over the horizon...
So, instinctively, many demons are looking forward to their The Demon Dragon, or the evil Demon General who can fly, can appear at such a time to protect them, the poor refugees who survived by chance.
It's a pity that the friendly army they were looking forward to didn't show up.
Those demons who have been bombed know that the power of the plane, if it wasn't for the appearance of hiding the sky and covering the earth, would not be too powerful.
Naturally, these demons who have come from afar to escape here have never seen nuclear weapons. If they had, they would not use the number of bombers to evaluate the "scale" of a bombing. Big is small.
At the same time, on a towering magic tower in the city, Demon King Aresia was staring at the square material falling from a distance with her dark red eyes.
Her beautiful curls trembled slightly in the cold wind, her graceful figure wrapped in armor, curvaceous.
"Your Majesty...this is too dangerous, if they use that kind of terrifying...call, call, nuclear bomb, your safety..." Behind her, a high level The evil Demon General took one-knee kneels and opened his mouth to persuade.
Before he could finish speaking, Aresia waved her hand and interrupted him: "Don't worry, killing me won't do anyone any good, after they accept our Demon Race After the captives, the most you think you can kill me is not the emperor of human beings, but the source of magic.”
If the source of magic had known that he had created this “perfect” soul with his own soul Demon King", will eventually betray him, it is estimated that at that time, he would definitely not make such a useless waste.
It is a pity that in this world there is no Regret Medicine to eat, so the source of magic can only reluctantly accept the fact: he created a qualified Demon King, but not an obedient Demon King .
This is also something that can't be helped. In the past, the source of magic liked to create obedient "leaders". Unfortunately, these obedient prince-level demons are loyal but average in ability, which is why the source of magic creates a self-possessed The reason for the Demon King of consciousness and thinking ability!
The result is that it is overkill, and in the end, although the ability and wisdom are sufficient, but the loyalty is compromised...
"Yes, but, after all, this is a Risky thing." The evil Demon General was still not at ease, and continued to persuade.
"It's all right! Let the evil Demon General lead the people and bring those supplies back!" Eresia ordered: "Don't let those refugees loot! This will cause unnecessary casualties!"
"Your Majesty, are they really willing to help us through this cold winter?" A Demon General, one of Aresia's subordinates, asked worriedly.
"This is a thank you. They provided us with this food to thank the demon who provided them with the movements of the Servant of God." Aresia's slender fingers were on the hilt of the long sword around her waist. Mocking up, he said.
For the Demon Realm, or for the demons, Alanhill accepted their surrender and they returned their loyalty - a good sign and a good start.
Once the communication starts, it can't be stopped. As Supreme Commander of the Front, Vagron ordered some favors to the Demon Race due to the great victory of the Second Battle of the Servant of the Gods.
So he called Aressia and told her that Alanhill was willing to give Demon Race some winter assistance.
About 20 tons of mustard and 20 tons of instant noodles will be airdropped to the Demon Race occupied area at a designated time and place.
Of course Eresia welcomes this kind of aid, and after communicating with Vagron, she chose the current location for the airdrop.
The airdrop location is very close to the city, which is convenient for transportation and reception. For the safety of these supplies, Aresia even rushed to the city herself.
"The servants of the gods have suffered damage, and the loss of the source of magic must be very large. As long as this winter is passed, the outcome between him and humans can be seen." Eresia looked at He said while looking at the falling materials in the sky.
There was no emotion in her beautiful eyes: "No matter who will win between them, we can always bet on both sides."
After she finished speaking, she started from Looking back at the supplies: "These supplies are only enough for hundreds of thousands of people to eat for a few days... Those Demon Races that are going to be sent to humans, stop eating!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Hearing her order, the Demon Race general behind her hurriedly bowed his head: "This time, the succubus and some other Demon Race subspecies were sent over...these humans will probably like it..."
"You guys! These problems can't be fixed in a short time! I'm a woman too! Don't always sacrifice women to solve problems! Understand?" Arecia scolded coldly. ►
Starting to make up tomorrow
(end of this chapter)