Chapter 993
My Empire Chapter 993
2020-11-03
Chapter 993 995 End the warFor the past ten thousand years, the origin of magic has been bewitching the devil to attack the magic continent . In the past ten thousand years, the source of magic has been preparing for a long time, and finally opened the three eyes of magic.
Relying on these three magic eyes, the magic source can transport the Demon Race troops to the magic continent, where they can fight and get more land and more materials.
Taking the materials seized from these wars back to Demon Realm, allowing Demon Realm to taste the sweetness of the war, after the rise of Alanhill, the fourth magic eye appeared, and the Demon Race attacked the magic continent. matter.
In order to prepare for this moment, the source of magic has wasted a lot of magical energy. For the source of magic, this pure magical life, it is the power of Supreme, and it is also a must for its life-sustaining existence.
As a result, the source of magic exhausted its strength and did not win the final battle. So Demon Race also lost the bonus of war. Without the dividends of these wars, the Demon Race, whose economy has collapsed for years, has become a victim of defeat.
Since the human invasion of the Demon Realm, tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, of demon civilians have been killed, as have the fallen Demon Race soldiers.
Only a small number of Demon Race soldiers and civilians can be remembered by history.
Without the support of the war bonus, Demon Race would not be able to survive this winter, let alone continue a war with no chance of winning.
To say that there is no chance of winning is actually a very polite statement. In fact, this war, Demon Race, has basically been lost, and the remaining defeated soldiers, struggling on whilst at death's door, are under the muzzle of the Alanhill Empire, how dare they hope for any victory?
A few evil Demon Generals stood there with dejected faces, listening to their king talking about the benefits of surrendering to the Alanhill Empire, and the feeling in their hearts was really uncomfortable.
But they didn't have the courage to refute it, because indeed, as their king said, a truce might be the only way out for Demon Race!
I just heard Eresia continue to say: "We can still not have to fight, as long as you are willing to follow me, the bright future I said will be at your fingertips!"
She talked endlessly, thinking of Say wherever: "Gentlemen! Now, I need your loyalty! I need your allegiance to me! For us, for our ideals, for our future! One last fight!"
" Yes! Gentlemen! We are fighting for ourselves! We are fighting for the future of the demons! And what we are fighting for is not something to be attacked! We are going to declare war on the source of magic!" She had no speech, just freedom play.
She said this word by word, persuading every demon present: "The devil who believes in the origin of magic is not our compatriots! The foolish person who believes in the origin of magic must Clear with fire! We are the Demon Race! A nation destined to live on in this land!"
"Demon King Your Majesty...but even you, created by the source of magic... ...We betray him and will be completely destroyed by him." A demon noble reminded with some worry.
"You think too much! Although I am created by the source of magic, I have my own thoughts! The source of magic cannot control my thoughts! I am me! Aresia! The king of Demon Race !" Alicia said in disapproval.
She can feel that the source of magic cannot control her body at all. Although she was made by the source of magic, when she was created, the source of magic was too perfect, so she was perfect, even magic. The source is beyond control.
It has to be said that this is a sarcasm. The source of magic personally created a traitor, a traitor who did not listen to his dispatch, but took refuge in the Alanhill Empire!
For the source of magic, this is definitely a complete joke, but for the Demon Race, Eresia may be the last hope given to them by God!
After comforting her subordinates, Aresia continued: "And you! He can't control it either! The fanatics have been annihilated in the magic continent. Now you, just believe in the origin of magic. It's doomed to fail, that's enough!"
"Soldiers! Generals! Demon Race will become stronger and stronger in the future. Our family and our children can eat enough food and drink clean. You can sleep in a spacious and bright bedroom! It's like, we've enjoyed it before!" She opened her arms again, and her words were full of longing for a better future.
"Alanhill has shown us a great future! They've brought us enough food this winter! There's no doubt about it!" recalled one demonic officer a month earlier. , the food he enjoyed.
Another general remembered a similar scene, so he moved aloud and helped Aresia bring the rhythm: "Clothes to keep out the cold, enough food! These will become every day all What! Why, why do we have to fight the humans of the Alanhill Empire?"
"Yeah! We've eaten that food." These two took the lead, and the others followed suit. up.
Everyone talking at once agreed, "Yes! Those tents are also very warm!"
"I like the taste of instant noodles very much." There are more and more voices of approval, and the entire throne is surrounded by whispering voices.
Soon, people started arguing about what was the best food: "Sausage is the real good thing." "Nonsense! It's definitely dried fish!"
There are more and more voices like this, and options such as "mustard" appear under the steps. A bunch of demons also seem to have joined the sweet and salty party and started arguing over some frivolous things.
Seeing that this kind of controversy is about to trigger the first sweet and salty war of Demon Race, Aresia standing on the steps is really embarrassed to tell her men what she ate in the Alanhill Empire , 10,000 times better than these cheap foods!
In Serris, of course, she had tasted the Imperial Family food, and when she was in Mayne, she also ate local specialties... Now that I think about it, those fine dishes that are reluctant to eat just look at the appearance, really. is too tempting.
Irisia even thinks that humans are the demons who tempt others to submit to them. And the Demon Race she was in was as clean as an angel.
"My child wants to eat chocolate." Just when Aresia was thinking about whether to hire two chefs to open a restaurant in the Demon Race control area next time she went to the human world, an evil Demon General The leader's voice sounded abruptly.
The hall suddenly fell silent, and the last general who shouted stood in the center of the field with a flushed face, as if waiting for Aresia's punishment.
"There will be, there will be, and with Demon King Your Majesty, these things will be there!" In the end, before Aresia continued to speak, the general of Demon Race took the lead. rhythm.
Aresia also quickly went down the steps provided by the other party: "Yes! There will be! Gentlemen! Now these things are gone! The reason is that some Demon Races swindled to surrender! They attacked humans after pretending to surrender. What they did! Let us also be punished!"
She explained the reasons for human revenge, and it was a simple explanation for everyone: "This is the last few days, we have There is no supply, the reason for being bombed occasionally!"
Then, she clenched her fists: "It is better to rely on others than ourselves! If we can clean up all those Demon Races that disobey orders by ourselves! Then this war will end quickly!"
"The war is over! You are all subjects of the Alanhill Empire! Now that you are all subjects of the Alanhill Empire, the suffering is over! Alanhill The Empire will help everyone! Let everyone have a good life!"
"Really?" Hearing Eresia say this, the lowly people began to talk.
"Is that really the case?" a group of demons whispered, all seeming to be expecting the Demon King Your Majesty claim to come true.
The people below discussed spiritedly, and some evil Demon Generals led their heads to lower their heads in contemplation. They also hoped that the previous state of abundant supplies would continue.
Without supplies and supplies, no one wants to continue such a war. Everyone was messed up into a pot of porridge, and it was difficult for anyone to live a good life, which made the previous two months seem so beautiful. At that time, everyone was a "local tyrant" who could make two bowls of instant noodles for one meal!
But now, humans have cut off these supplies, and the Demon Race in the southern region is about to return to the bitter days of the past, and everyone is naturally reluctant.
According to the previous Demon Race habit, since you can't get it, it's natural to grab it. But the current state is clearly in front of you, you can't beat it, you can't grab it!
Faced with such a situation, Demon King-sama is willing to take the lead in seeking benefits for everyone and looking for a reliable future, and everyone is willing to do the same.
It's just that, for a while, it's still a bit difficult for everyone to choose to abandon their belief in the history of more than 10,000 years.
"Now, it's your turn to appear." Arecia looked at the silent black robed man beside her and said.
The black robed man nodded slightly and walked up to the Demon King. Then he stretched out his hands and lifted his hood.
A human face emerges with a hint of a smile on it. Standing alone in front of a group of demons like this, he suddenly quieted the whole scene.
A human, no human has been here for hundreds of years! Now, this human is standing in front of them, in front of the densely packed demons.
"Hello everyone! I'm an ordinary staff officer in the Alanhill Empire... I'm honored to meet you." He bowed slightly, with a faint smile on his face: "I'm here, It's to end this war..." 閺
My son is going to kindergarten, so Long Ling's update will be more stable... I'll update it during the day in the future, so I can finally stay up late.
(end of this chapter)