Arisia has not yet seen a city that shines as brightly as stars, but she is about to see another city that is beyond her imagination.
When she passed the portal opened by the Dragon King and stood on the streets of the city known as the Demonic City outside the Ilanthil Empire, she found that her imagination was a bit insufficient.
She thought that the extremely huge and prosperous Angshaal that was built in the Demon Realm was already one of the largest cities in the Eilanhir Empire.
But she knew she was wrong, because the Demonic City that appeared in front of her turned out to be equally huge and prosperous.
Countless strategic supplies are piled here, and huge containers are built like mountains. Originally, Arisia thought Stoffel had enough supplies, but there are even more supplies here!
When she was in Stoffel, she even felt that in order to scare her, Ailan Hill had piled all the supplies she could find there.
But when she arrived at Fallen Dragon City, she discovered that the Ailanshir Empire's supplies were really so despairing, a kind of... a kind of despair that the productivity was completely crushed.
No matter how you look at it, the demons cannot defeat an opponent of this level. The opponent's weapon production rate is ten times or a hundred times the growth rate of the demon population. There is no suspense about the outcome of both sides from the beginning.
"Is this called the Demonic City?" Ericia asked Farai, who was standing next to her and monitoring her, as she looked at the heavy trucks one after another heading to the Demon Realm.
Farai from the Elf tribe really understands Arisia's mood at this moment. He had a similar feeling when he faced the Elanthir Empire for the first time.
It was truly an unforgettable impact, and it was truly a despairing gap in looking up to the gods. If it hadn't been for the inclusion of Alan Hill, he would have almost the same low self-esteem as Arisia at this moment.
"Yes, this is called the Demonic City..." Farai nodded and replied: "This was originally the demon's floating city of Makasilo... Maybe you should have an impression."
"I do have an impression...but when it crashed, I hadn't been created yet." Demon King Aresia searched his memory and learned the origin of this city.
This is a demonic floating city that was transported to the Magic Continent with the fourth magic eye. It was commanded by Prince Salux at the time and was sunk in a battle...
Of course, in addition to these memories, Arisia also knows the general appearance of this city. She has these memories in her mind from the moment it was created, so she knows Dragonfall City very well.
"But, is this really the Macacillo of the past?" Although she knew that the other party was unlikely to lie to her about this kind of thing, Arisia still muttered this in disbelief.
She really couldn't believe that this was the Macacillo of the past. Although it was huge, it had nothing to do with prosperity.
"Yes, this is the demon's floating city, Makasilo. However, it was rebuilt by us, and now it has a new name, Demonic City!" Farai said proudly.
"It looks really busy here...just like a huge military fortress." Arisia looked at the buildings and some military facilities in front of her and admired.
"This is originally a huge military fortress!" Farai glanced at Arisia, admiring the devil king's keen intuition.
This is really a military fortress, because it ensures that once the invasion of the demonic world fails, humans can rely on the Demonic City to withstand the strong counterattack of the demonic forces!
Of course, now it seems that this worry was a bit too cautious, but at the time, it seemed that defense was the most important factor to consider.
To this end, a thick wall was built on the side of the Demonic City close to the magic portal, and a variety of terrifying weapons were installed on the thick wall.
There are 5 electromagnetic gun turrets here, and each turret has more than 20 large-caliber electromagnetic guns.
There are countless so-called large-caliber continuous-firing weapons, and the weapons and ammunition stored in the Demonic City have not been reduced at all.
It is precisely because of having so many back-up tools that the Airanhill Empire dared to open the space portal and kick off the counterattack against the demon world.
For Arisia, the rigor of thinking about defeat first before winning once again shocked her. It can be said that the other party gave no way to survive at all. Even when the journey was going smoothly, she could still remain calm and use stability first.
Stay in the rear and formulate an attack plan for the core. It shouldn't be too scary!
And all this was not what shocked Arisia the most. What really shocked her was that even though it was a fortress, there were countless civilians active here.
You know, in the demon world, there are not many civilians in war fortresses like Macashilo. Therefore, no matter how big a floating city like this is, it is just a war machine.
But the Eilanhill Empire is different. Its city is actually a city. In this regard, it is already much better than the devil's fortress.
"The Eilanhill Empire... is such a great country." Arisia praised, and then she discovered that in this short day, she had been praising her opponent.
This is not a good sign. It would be really scary to be an opponent that she can't help but admire!
From Arisia's point of view, if she had a choice, she would definitely be crazy or stupid to become an enemy of the Elanthir Empire.
"It is indeed a great country." Farai nodded and agreed with Arisia's view: "And it is definitely greater than you can imagine."
"Let's go! I can't wait to go to the city called Fukou you just mentioned. I heard that there has been a war there. Did our demons attack there?"
"Yes..." Farai really wanted to tell His Majesty, the Demon King of the Demon Clan, that when the Demon Clan attacked the ferry, they were repelled by the Eilanhir Empire without even touching the main city wall of the ferry.
What's even more interesting is that as the commander of the elves, Farai also participated in that battle... At that time, he personally led the troops to destroy the demons who came ashore, leaving no prisoners behind.
In the end, he did not open his mouth to tell the cruel truth to His Majesty the Demon King. He buried in his heart the fact that the demons were drowned and killed by the rain of steel from the Elanthir Empire on the beach, which was considered to be reserved for this beauty with red curly hair.