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591 Sarumius' Doubt

"Your Highness the Prince!" A black figure appeared in the camp, reporting in a humble tone to the handsome man sitting at the head: "According to reliable information sent by the reconnaissance force, the dragon and orc troops are retreating.

We have regained lost lands such as Semiya, Dobalon, and Balosik..."

"That cunning old guy from the Dragon King must be brewing some conspiracy!" The man sitting at the head of the table drank the bright red blood in the cup with a proud expression on his face: "Does he think I will be easily fooled?

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"Order the Devil Dog troops to fill these gaps! Let these cannon fodder occupy these places! If the Dragon King counterattacks, it will not hurt to lose some Devil Dogs!" Prince Salumius is powerful and cunning, and has been fighting with the Dragon King Albert.

I already have my own experience.

He knew that the Dragon Clan's troops were powerful, and those giant dragons that could take the form of humans had talents comparable to his in the field of magic.

It can be said that the most difficult things in this world have always been the giant dragons flying in the sky. Only by eradicating these damn ancient creatures can the devil's rule in this world be truly stabilized.

As for what to say about Alan Hill, that is not a question for Salumus to consider at all. His damn brothers are the ones who need to worry about Alan Hill.

"Hurry up! Transport our elite troops to this world! Get all the demonic creatures here that are more powerful and more difficult to control and tame! When the time comes, I will let the Dragon King take a good look at what he is really doing

How insignificant are you in front of the power!" Salumus put down the wine glass in his hand and ordered coldly: "Let the main force continue to hide their position! As long as the Dragon King cannot find me, he can only face those

Bait is a waste of time...and this! Just what I want!"

Behind him, near the huge magic eye outside the tent, giant demons were released one after another.

Completely different from the previous demons, these demon monsters were even bigger than elephants. They were wrapped in thick iron chains and pulled by groups of demon soldiers. They were obviously untamed beasts.

And these creatures from the demon world are covered with thick scales, sharp teeth and red eyes. When their thick arms hit the ground, they can splash fine dust. You can tell at a glance that they are as heavy as a thousand.

Jun.

Surrounding these giant beasts are groups of demon soldiers wearing standard armor. These soldiers all have huge flesh wings, and each of them is a high-level demon.

They formed a huge phalanx, carrying the devil's flag, marching heavily, and slowly gathered around the camp.

In the distance, such spectacular phalanxes are standing next to each other, with almost no end in sight. The main force of the demon army, almost all of which are super-army elite demons that can fly, is coming to this world through the eyes of magic.

"Yes! Your Highness! The news sent by His Highness Salux is that the human troops are moving south, and he can't hold it anymore." The black shadow did not leave, but told another news.

Salumius looked ugly, glanced sideways at the black shadow, and ordered: "Let my stupid brother clean up the mess by himself! Wait until I defeat the Dragon King, and then I will avenge him!"

"It was because of him that Saluxis fell into the trap of humans and elves and died on the way to the Eastern Expedition! And that damn idiot Saluxis held such a huge fleet, even humans

Even if he can't defeat him, how can I help him?" As the first prince of demons, Salumus complained bitterly.

Although he has the main force of the demon in his hands, the demon's fleet is all under Salux. Of course, he cannot lead so many troops across the endless sea, so he can only look back and wait for Salux.

Kes left to fend for himself.

"It seems that the information sent by His Highness Salux said that human weapons are so powerful that even the source of magic, space magic, cannot stop it..." the black shadow continued.

"Being forced to use space magic by an opponent as weak as a human being?... This younger brother of mine is really becoming more and more useless." Salumus suddenly paused, then frowned: "No! No..."

"No matter how stupid Salux is...it is impossible to use space magic against an opponent who is not on the same level!" Salumus seemed to have grasped the key to the problem. He realized that he seemed to have underestimated the enemy a little too much before.

If Saruthis' death is to be explained as an accident, then it is definitely not an accident that Sarudis raided the human capital and ended up also falling!

Only four devil princes have come to this world so far! Two of them died in one breath during the battle with humans! There is another one who is struggling to support himself, sending out signals for help every day!

This is definitely not a normal phenomenon! At least you should be more vigilant. Salumius is the first prince, so he naturally has the IQ of the first prince. He is not a fool, but he has never taken ants in his eyes before.

Now, when he realizes that ants seem to be able to bite people, he is ready to take action to solve these troubles.

"Let Salux send his own fleet! If his fleet can reach our side, I will support him with one hundred thousand elites!" After realizing the crux of the problem, Salumus no longer hesitated and made a decision

make your own judgment.

He must let the other remaining prince, Salux, who is now like a street rat, being pressed to the ground and rubbed in the southern kingdom, be able to support him. This will buy him enough time to defeat the Dragon King!

"Your Highness... Your Highness, Prince Salux, lost control of the ocean a few months ago... If he could send a fleet, he wouldn't be crying for your support." The black shadow lowered his head to Salux.

Lumius said.

Salumius nodded and agreed with his think tank's opinion: "You are right, he is probably too busy to take care of himself now and has no power to send out to respond to me."

"Then what do you mean..." The shadow's voice remained as humble as ever, asking Salumius about his decision.

"Since we can't help him, we can only speed up the process on our side! Order the following troops to pass through the Magic Eye as soon as possible! Wait until I have assembled an army of tens of millions! Who else in this world can be my opponent?"



"He will soon be in no mood to find the so-called opponent." Chris raised the wine glass to the Dragon King: "Try the lamb from Hanhai City. It tastes quite good. It is very close to the grassland and is easy to transport.

, so it’s rare and fresh and delicious.”

Regarding the matter of eating, human beings pursue it in stages. Although China, known as the master of foodies in the universe, has a very developed food culture, it did not take long to truly solve the problem of fullness.

In fact, eating enough has always been something that most people in the Magic Continent have been striving for, but have been unable to achieve.

The emergence of Ailan Hill has solved the problem of eating enough for many people, so people will naturally have leisure after eating, and everyone will pursue eating well.

Everyone knows that His Majesty the Emperor of Airanhir is an emperor who has the reputation of being the god of food among the people. Not only is he good at fighting, but he also has a lot of research on eating.

In addition to the many secret secrets of the royal family that are not spread to the outside world, many of the food recipes of Elanthir are leaked from the imperial kitchen of His Majesty the Emperor.

Therefore, it is definitely a supreme enjoyment to be able to eat meals cooked by His Majesty the Emperor of Airanthil's royal chef.

You must know that the late Saint Longsardai highly praised the delicacies of Ireland Hill during his lifetime, and the delicacies that Grecken introduced the most were the delicacies of Ireland Hill.

As of today, the local food in Ailan Hill has basically disappeared. The streets and alleys are full of hand cakes, grilled cold noodles, spicy hotpots from Ailan Hill...

Of course, there are also hotpot paste, bamboo shoot jelly, ramen, as well as hamburgers, hot dogs, fried chicken steaks... In short, Chris has brought the food culture of another world that has lasted for thousands of years to this world.

"If I hadn't seen your fleet, I really wouldn't have dared to order my troops to give up so much space. Do you know, it only takes a few days for those demons to fill up the land I gave up!"

The Dragon King also picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the red wine from Eiland Hill.

The red wine produced in North County has a long-lasting taste, and every bottle is a top-quality brand. Such expensive wine is rare even in Ireland.

Only at state banquets would Chris be willing to drink such a high-quality red wine. He was not good at drinking, and he couldn't taste anything surprising, so he usually drank a slightly inferior North County red wine.

"I have to admit that Alan Hill is not only willing to spend money on building war machines, but he is also an expert in eating." After tasting a bite of roast lamb, the Dragon King nodded and praised.

Although he has lived for thousands of years, he does not often eat with such grace. In dragon form, he no longer needs to eat. He can survive almost forever by simply absorbing the magical aura in this world.

When he was in human form, he mostly stayed with the orcs who lived like fur and drank blood, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to food.

"Tomorrow, I will transform into a dragon during your military parade and fly over the square... I hope you can fulfill your promise..." While eating, the Dragon King raised his eyes and glanced at Chris.

He felt more and more that Chris suited his temperament because he liked to talk about some things while eating. And as far as she knew, senior leaders of various races, including the elves, felt that talking during meals was very rude.

matter.

Now, he smelled the familiar savage smell from Chris, the smell he liked!

"No problem!" Chris nodded slightly: "Alan Hill never breaks his word."


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