Bakalov has always been in Ferry City. In fact, he is now more like an ordinary Elanthir official than a magician or an irritable consul.
He once made a bet and lost to Eiland Hill. As a result, the poor magician was exiled in Ferry City and became a magistrate of Eiland Hill.
However, because he has been at the top for a long time and really has two brushes, Bakalov has fulfilled the old saying, gold will shine wherever it is.
Because of his outstanding political achievements, the main reason was actually that Ireland was expanding too fast and there was a shortage of people in all walks of life. Therefore, a year later, he became the official mayor of Dukou City and was in charge of a large-scale team.
A small patrol fleet.
These days were painful for Bakalov, because his magic realm could no longer advance, and even the magic in his body was consumed by the Forbidden Magic Realm.
His aging was not obvious in the past, but now he has become a real middle-aged man. Because of his busy schedule, he is even a little older than his peers.
But what’s interesting is that he fell in love with Ireland Hill. This old man who used to have a bit of a bad temper fell in love with the feeling of building a city. Because of the construction speed of Ireland Hill, it can really be said that
The general speed is visible to the naked eye.
That kind of magical city that might not change for hundreds of years bored Bakalov, so he settled down in the ferry city. Even when his superiors later asked him to return to Veronsa, he refused.
Now, he is working wholeheartedly as his alderman in Ferry City, and his hard work is well received by the locals. After Lawns led the main fleet south, he is responsible for commanding all the northern fleets except for the first fleet of Eiland Hill.
Battleship.
"The only four submarines have now been confirmed to have been destroyed. The wreckage of three submarines has been found in the ferry city. The other one lost contact when the Magic Eye broke out in the Endless Sea."
The city official with the rank of naval admiral explained: "We don't know yet whether the enemy will launch a follow-up attack."
"The 5th Army of the Army is gathering towards the ferry, the 16th Army is deploying in the Yarant area, and the first part of the 13th Army will strengthen the defense of Osa." In the distance, in front of a huge map hanging on the wall,
An army general is explaining the army's response measures.
"On the one hand, it can prevent possible enemy troops from landing, and on the other hand, it can also help local civilians rebuild their homes." He pointed at various areas on the map with his long pointer.
"Nuclear power plants and other facilities cannot work for the time being because they have to deal with the disaster and beware of enemy attacks..." The technician on the side emphasized the relevant technical issues, but not many people paid attention to him.
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Within the energy pillar of the Magic Eye, a huge battleship revealed its pointed bow. On the ferocious sculpture full of fangs, a pair of blood-red eyes gave off a heart-stopping light.
Then, this huge battleship opened its magic eyes little by little, and the bow of the ship split through the waves, revealing its true appearance amidst the lightning and thunder.
The terrifying hull of the ship is like a city wall, with countless magic inscriptions written across it. The deck is filled with ferocious humanoid creatures, with black skin and blood-red eyes, no different from the sculptures on the bow of a battleship.
Judging from the length and tonnage, this battleship, which is larger than the dreadnought battleship, is full of demons. It has no sails and no chimney. The top of the tower-like watchtower is covered with bats with wings.
There was a dull sound as if hitting something, and a demon on the deck suddenly raised his arm and roared loudly.
Amidst his roar, another battleship appeared at the edge of the Magic Eye. It tore through the rich magic mist of the Magic Eye, revealing an almost identical ferocious and terrifying bow.
Countless demon bats were hovering over these battleships, and the countless demons standing on these battleships were roaring crazily. They roared one after another, as if they were summoning something.
Waves several meters high hit the sides of the warships made of black steel, making loud banging noises. The third warship opened its magic eye, then the fourth and fifth.
Dozens of battleships appeared one after another around the Magic Eye, and then more and more battleships, looking like an endless fleet.
These warships were arranged so densely together that they seemed endless at first glance. They almost filled the sea surface, and the roars of countless demons even drowned out the sound of the waves.
Amidst the regular and rhythmic roars of countless demons, a palm stretched out from the huge magical aura energy column, as if tearing apart the space. Then, a tall figure appeared near the energy column.
, the nearly three-meter-tall body actually looks slightly petite against the backdrop of the huge fleshy wings behind him.
As soon as this demon with huge wings appeared, all the demons on the battleship began to roar even more crazily: "Saroux! Saroux!"
"Finally! I can finally breathe in this world! It feels...so good!" As if enjoying the air of this world, Prince Salux flapped his wings and soared in the air, exclaiming happily.
Under his feet, countless battleships continued to appear. These battleships were filled with a strong magical aura, covering from the side of the Magic Eye to the end of the sea level.
"Destroy everything here! Rule this world for the source of magic! Attack! Long live the source of magic!"
"Long live the source of magic!" All the demons raised their arms and let out hoarse cheers. The warship that reappeared was larger. The demon standing on it was wearing heavy armor, and his body was more than two meters tall.
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Prince Salux retracted his wings and landed on the bow of a super battleship that was almost twice the size of a dreadnought, just above the head of the head carved on the bow.
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, illuminating his pale and handsome face. He was wearing a decent dress and looked like a gentleman.
Behind this gentleman, dozens of black shadows twisted their bodies, waiting for his orders. Behind these black shadows, countless tall demons stood respectfully, their armors shining brightly in the lightning.
"Attack! Attack! Attack!" Countless demon soldiers shouted, as fervently as a group of brainwashed pyramid scheme lunatics.
"People in this world may not know how terrifying we, who were born specifically for war, are...the origin of magic...hahahaha!" Standing on the bow of the ship, Prince Salux laughed wildly amidst the lightning and thunder.
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While he was laughing wildly, a huge black shadow emerged bit by bit from the giant pillar forming the sky from the huge magic aura behind him.
Immediately afterwards, a huge stone broke out of the magic fog. On the huge stone, you could even see twisted and dry black trees. The next second, a huge city wall emerged from the magic fog, with thick steel nails on the wall.
There are thorns, and some have strange skulls stuck in them.
After the towering city walls revealed themselves, there were even taller buildings. On those evil, strange-looking buildings, more complex magical inscriptions could be seen.
On top of a red magic circle as huge as the city, this city with a foundation quietly floated out of the Magic Eye. It enveloped the sky above the battleships below, and suddenly everyone's attention was
The top of the head became darker.
What's even more terrifying is that countless low-level demons vibrate their wings and soar around this huge city. More small castles fly around this huge city, as if they are satellites.
The magic that can make a city hang in the air appears in this world for the first time, and the powerful power of magic is truly displayed in front of the world for the first time.
A few minutes later, the Devil's City Ventilsa finally revealed its full form under the shroud of the magic eyes. Towering buildings, exaggerated magic circles, and countless, constantly changing
The high-level demonic troops pouring out from the Magic Eye instantly made this thunderstorm area become overcrowded.
In the distant Grecken, the already active Magic Eye also spewed out more magical energy. Then, another huge city appeared above the Magic Eye, and countless high-level demons poured out magic breath.
Mist.
In the midst of restlessness and anxiety, Lonzadele felt that a lot of magic energy had been consumed in his body and was being filled up at a faster rate. The magic energy around him seemed to be more intense, more than a little bit more intense.
"This is not good news...definitely not good news." Seeing that the column made of magic mist in the distance became thicker and larger, Ronsardele grabbed the crutch harder.
"Here comes someone! Contact Alan Hill immediately! Tell Chris! Grecken's magic eye is stronger!" He walked towards the window and ordered loudly: "General Saphiral... let the troops prepare
Attack! We don’t have to worry about much anymore, let’s cover the attack of the 9th Army of Airan Hill!”
"I obey! Your Majesty the Grand Magister..." Sapphiral lowered his head slightly, then held his helmet and threw the cloak behind him, and walked out of Lonzadelai's room.
At the same time, outside the ward of the unconscious Emperor Chris of Ireland, a doctor spoke with a frown and shook his head at Desel, Wageron and others: "What is certain is that His Majesty's coma and
It’s about magic…”
As he spoke, he looked at the magic force commander Karl who was guarding outside Chris's door: "This general can confirm that the current Ailan Hill... has been covered with a strong magical aura!"
"The Forbidden Demon Realm has disappeared... This is not good news, definitely not good news!" Wagron said with a sullen face and the same emotion.
