A quiet devil city with a population of about 200,000. It is not a heavy industrial city, and everything still maintains its traditional original style.
Because the weather has been very cold, there are not many demons walking around on the streets. These original residents of the demon world have been living in poverty for more than a day or two.
They are exploited by the origin of magic, exploited by advanced demons, and exploited by the entire war system that invades other worlds. They no longer know what the meaning of the word happiness is.
In the past, because of the war dividends, after winning the war, they still had some leftovers to eat. Now that they have lost the war, they immediately become pitiful cannon fodder no different from beggars.
There were only a few people wearing tattered clothes, walking on the streets that had become very cold. There was white mist when they breathed, and they had to wrap themselves tightly in the tattered leather.
The high city wall is covered with sharp barbs, and various reinforced magic inscriptions are carved in the gaps between the barbs.
Although it is not a strategic location, a city wall is still built here. The flaming flag of the origin of magic is hung on the city wall, swaying gently with the wind.
Behind the irregular and angular crenellations of the city wall, some demon soldiers stood in the cold wind and performed their duties. They had to guard against enemy attacks. After all, there have been many strange legends floating around recently.
Yes, demons who escaped from other places crowded around this city, suddenly straining the already small food reserves here to the point of despair.
Every demon is worried about its own future. Even if the enemy does not attack, they will kill each other this winter due to food problems and reduce their numbers to a critical point.
This is the world of demons, and this is the system of their world. War is not prohibited in this country. War will break out as long as there is a shortage of food.
That's why the demons invaded the Magic Continent as a matter of course. They wanted to expand and reduce their population to a point where their primitive farming could support them.
War can reduce the population and expand the land, so demons believe in war! The origin of magic has opened the door to a new world for them, so they believe in this god, the god who brings them hope.
But now it seems that the other continent is not someone to be trifled with. The other side actually fought over and beat the demon army into panic along the way. They fled in disarray and abandoned their armor...
In the past, war was a robbery for demons. Now, for them, war is a despairing disaster and a bottomless hell.
"Where is God's army?" Standing on the top of the city, a demon soldier looked at the dense crowd of refugees at the foot of the city wall and asked his companions around him uneasily.
Although he is not physically strong, he was selected to join the army not because of his powerful magical power, but because the number of soldiers in the demon world was depleted.
Soldiers like him were not able to participate in battles in the past, but now, he can receive equipment, walk on the city wall, and participate in the battle as a real soldier.
The armor on his body is not very exquisite, and it is a bit too big for him, but this is already the smallest size, and it is also the best armor that can be found.
This thin demon carefully polished the armor after getting it. It was originally stained with rust, but now it is much shiny, but it still looks tattered.
This kind of armor was probably the worst quality armor when the Arant Empire still existed. Only the worst troops among the human army were equipped with this kind of armor. Many people would rather not wear it than put this kind of thing on them.
On one's own body.
"This is a test given to us by God." The other soldier is a devout believer. He is much taller because he is a real demon warrior. He turned out to be a soldier of the city guard and fought tenaciously and fiercely.
, is a powerful person at the level of a squad leader.
At its most exaggerated, every warrior in this world is a fanatical believer in the origin of magic, and they are willing to use their lives to fight for the origin of magic.
It's a pity that most of those crazy believers have disappeared now. They disappeared in groups around the Magic Eye, went to another world, and then never came back.
At its peak, the demon world's expeditionary force once numbered tens of millions. If you include demon dogs and other low-level demons that can be driven by high-level demons, this number will add another zero!
But now, the magnificent army no longer exists, and only ten of the devil's elite troops remain, so that many people have a crisis of faith.
Everyone still devoutly believes in the origin of magic, but they no longer trust the method of "war". Many demons, especially the demons at the bottom, began to question whether it was a mistake to start a war, or at least to start a war that they lost.
mistake.
"There is no need for those enemies to attack us. As soon as the sky starts to snow, these refugees will find a way to rush into the city and eat everything they can eat." The thin soldier looked down at his compatriots under the city wall and said worriedly.
"Let's take it one step at a time... I heard from the strong guys who entered the city first that those aliens are extremely powerful and can kill our soldiers from a long distance away." The strong demon was also worried, but he was worried
, the weather hasn’t cooled down yet, and the enemy’s attack will cover this place.
He paused, thought of something, and then continued: "It was quite warm a few days ago, and these refugees could move in the wild... It's starting to get cold these days, and even if we want to retreat, the weather won't allow it...
"
"I hope those damn enemies are trapped in the same place by the cold like us, and wait for the weather to improve next year before taking action." The thin demon prayed to the god he believed in, the source of magic.
Just as he lowered his head to pray, the strong demon looked up and saw a shooting star shining with dazzling light. The weird shooting star cut across the sky and grew bigger and bigger from his perspective.
Then, hundreds of meters away from them, the meteor suddenly bloomed, like a brand new sun rising slowly in this world.
Before the strong demon could block the light that prevented him from opening his eyes, the hot air evaporated his body. The huge heat wave spread, swallowing up the city walls, swallowing up the buildings, and swallowing up everything around him.
of everything.
On the distant mountain peaks, some refugees who continued walking eastward felt something and turned back to look at the places they had passed.
The next second, their eyes widened, because the familiar city had now turned into a huge steaming cloud...——
The second one will be delayed a bit and will be served during the day tomorrow.
