On a plain, a three-eyed hare seemed to be frightened by something and fled forward quickly. It ran forward with all its strength, as fast as lightning.
Then, on the other side of the reverse slope, a sharp spear exposed its top, and the cold iron tip shone with a heart-stopping light in the sun.
Along with the appearance of this spear, a row of spears appeared on both sides at the same time. They were arranged in a straight line that was almost abnormal, swaying neatly from left to right.
Soon, a row of soldiers revealed their faces, each with a mask outlining a strange magic circle, which looked extremely weird.
Then, their bodies emerged from the other side of the reverse slope, wearing neat armors with beautiful magic runes carved on them.
It's just that the exposed bodies of these soldiers are made of wood engraved with magic runes. These soldiers move uniformly like robots. They only change their movements slightly when they cross some ravine or obstacle.
Behind the phalanx of these puppet soldiers marching neatly, there is a huge flag fluttering in the wind. This flag is basically white, with a huge eye simplified into a symbol in the middle.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Accompanied by the neat steps of these puppets, the sounds of the armor on their bodies hitting each other are almost the same. Compared with the neat marching ranks of the Elanthir grenadiers, these
Puppet is even worse.
Behind this huge puppet phalanx is another huge puppet phalanx. Countless puppet soldiers are marching neatly in these puppet phalanxes, and the edges can't be seen at a glance.
There was no sound of war drums or horns connected to each other. The neat steps of these troops seemed to be natural and did not need any sound to accompany them. Perhaps, the only thing that could accompany them was the sound of their uniform footsteps.
Across the small high ground where these puppets were located, on the other side of the slope, more puppet soldiers were moving forward. Among the countless soldiers, a war machine with a huge magic circle engraved on it was carried slowly by the soldiers.
is moving forward.
Behind them, the puppet troops wearing magic robes also marched forward in a uniform manner. Such a neat marching scene is enough to cure any obsessive-compulsive disorder patient.
However, by the same token, such a terrifying picture is enough to make any trypophobe completely collapse.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only the marching puppet army was left. There was no end to these troops, and they continuously came out from the territory of the puppet empire, filling the entire valley.
"Why did the army of the puppet empire appear here?" A frightened civilian looked at the overwhelming army in the distance with wide eyes and murmured subconsciously.
"That's a good question." A man wearing a magic robe and a mask suddenly appeared behind him, putting a hand on the civilian's shoulder: "We...are here to start a war.
of!"
"What? Instead of fighting the demons, you actually invaded our Eternal Empire?" The civilian looked unbelievable and subconsciously wanted to break free from the opponent's control.
It's a pity that he failed. As a magic circle gradually rose up on the opponent's body, the civilian of the Eternal Empire was cut off by a wind blade.
His body wanted to struggle, but his head had already fallen down. Blood spattered on the senior puppet magician of the puppet empire, and was quickly covered in the black magic robe.
"Because... we are the ones who are really saving the world..." The senior puppet magician of this puppet empire withdrew his arm with the inscription on it and murmured in a low voice with his strange tone.
Behind him, on the vast plain, countless phalanxes of puppet soldiers were marching forward one after another, as if the neat fields were covered by black wheat fields.
What's even more frightening is that if there is an Airan Hill soldier standing here, he will clearly recognize that what is advancing beside these puppets is the Airan Hill weapon that he has long been accustomed to.
Weird vehicles engraved with strange magic circles are traveling with the puppets. These cars come one after another and look very crude. However, on top of these vehicles, there is actually a 75mm caliber of Ailan Hill.
cannon!
Such six-wheeled "artillery carts" are also densely packed, and in terms of number, they are not even inferior to the armored forces of Eiland Hill. There are almost hundreds of these artillery carts in front of them.
And if you look carefully, you will see that some of the puppet phalanxes and armored puppet soldiers walking behind the pikemen phalanx are carrying Mauser 98k rifles on their shoulders. These rifles have bright bayonets on them.
If so, I would have thought they were also holding spears!
Such soldiers also had an endless view, marching in the same orderly steps, no one spoke, and the silence was eerie.
…
In Bellevue, the magic capital of the Holy Demon Empire, in the huge magic tower that reaches the sky, the Grand Consul is closing his eyes to rest, feeling the rich magic aura around him.
Suddenly, his room was shrouded in black, and a man in black robe gently opened the window on his balcony and walked towards him quietly.
The Grand Archon opened his eyes and looked at the man in black, with a hint of vigilance in his eyebrows: "How many times have I told you not to show up in my room like this! Although we have cooperation, I hate this feeling.
."
"I'm just here to inform you that the plan has already begun! Mr. Consul!" The man in black laughed and teased.
"After this great magic revival battle, will those damn demons really fulfill their oaths?" The Grand Archon glanced at the other party and said, "You know, the price we paid to prepare this plan is also
Disastrous!"
"Of course! The Magic Eye never lies, right? You also know what kind of disaster this world will face if you continue to fight against the origin of magic! Believing in the origin of magic is our only hope!" The man in black said every word.
emphasized.
The Grand Consul nodded. In fact, he also knew that after seeing that terrible future, he had no other choice.
If the end of the world really comes, there should be no other choice except to believe in the promise of the origin of magic to this world.
"If you can really persuade the puppet empire to take action, I will send troops to cooperate with you!" The Grand Consul looked like he would not let go of the rabbit before he saw it.
"In fact... Your Majesty the Grand Consul... the Puppet Empire has already taken action." The shadow wandered in the air triumphantly, showing off in a very arrogant voice: "Soon, you will hear that magic is coming.
The sound!”
"Okay! I understand! Now that the covenant has come into effect, I will naturally fulfill my promise." The Grand Consul nodded and promised as if he had made up his mind.
"I knew it, I knew you were a smart man." The man in black walked back to the window, bowed slightly and bowed, and exited the room.
"Here comes someone!" The Grand Consul shouted immediately when he saw that the window had been closed from the outside.
His door was pushed open, and two guards in armor walked in with long swords on their waists, standing at the door waiting for the Grand Consul's order.
"Get the army ready! Whether the Holy Demon Empire can become the empire under the Magic Eye depends on us!" The Grand Consul stood up, flicked the cloak behind him, and said with a gloomy face.
"Pass my order! Let the dragon knights dispatch! Completely destroy the damn Airanhill Railway!" The Grand Archon ordered: "It's time for revenge! Victory belongs to the Holy Demon Empire!"
"Long live the Holy Demon Empire!" The two guards bowed their heads in agreement, then turned around and followed the Grand Consul out of the room.
At the same time, in the distant territory of Elanthir, in the city of Seris, in Chris's castle bedroom, the greatest emperor in mortal history woke up from his sleep with sweat on his face.
In the dim room, his nervous breathing sounded terrifying to his own ears.
"What's going on? What makes me so uneasy?" After putting on a coat, Chris sat on the edge of the bed and lit the lamp on the bedside table. He saw the lightning outside the window and heard the splashing sound.
It was raining heavily, and everyone was in a very uneasy state.
Since he came to this world, he has never been in such a state of uneasiness as he was tonight. Even at that time, when the weak Ailan Hill was facing the threat of the entire magical world, he had never been so nervous.
But now, he felt like he was instinctively afraid of something, or that something had been torturing his nerves recently.
"The Puppet Empire...why haven't you participated in the war? Are you still resisting the demon's attacks alone? Or are you brewing some damn conspiracy?" Chris tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, which was his long-standing habit.
"If you don't come to help, you should jump out and cause trouble... Otherwise, I will really win this war against the devil... When the winner is decided, whether it is me or Grecken
, but we all have to settle this matter." He muttered something, trying to straighten out his thoughts.
Seemingly seeing the lights in his room turn on, there was a knock on the door. Chris put away his thoughts and said, "Come in! I'm fine!"
The secretary, the guard, and the attendant carrying boiled water walked in together. Chris took the water glass from the other person's hand, took a sip of warm water, put the glass back on the tray, and lay back on his bed.
