My Empire

No matter which world you are in, war will not be as good as people think. This thing itself has nothing to do with romance, cruelty and despair are the main theme.

Of course, for the victorious country, the war may be more beautiful, at least this beauty, under the decoration and dress, dressed in a romantic cloak, appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, Eric looked at Bellevue in front of him, and finally realized how earth-shattering changes had taken place in the mortal empire during the three hundred years of his seclusion.

"The gods are on... my goodness..." When he saw the crater about the size of a lake, when he really saw the relationship between groundwater seepage and rain, it really became a lake. In the city center of Bellevue, he finally realized what the so-called "no longer exists" means.

In a sense, it's really the same as the officer of Ailan Hill said: it's just a literal meaning.

Even after reconstruction, this place is still no different from hell. Countless corpses and relics have been discovered, and the ruins are full of traces of collapse.

Most of the tall magic towers have now become chimneys. The top building has been destroyed and shattered, and the remaining half of the tower is no different from the huge chimney of Ailan Hill.

Those originally beautiful gardens are no longer taken care of by anyone. Plants have already occupied the open space, and some daily necessities scattered around record the glorious past here.

Exquisite silverware was scattered in the half-collapsed house, and the owner's clothes fell out of the cabinet and piled on the floor without anyone interested.

These abandoned buildings are basically scattered on the edge of the city, and the core part of the city is now just a huge lake. Moreover, it is a regular, round lake.

A dirty doll was thrown on the ground, wondering if its owner is still alive in this world. Because of the wind and rain, this doll has long lost its original clean appearance, its body is full of mud, and one of the eyes on its face has become off-line.

Eric lowered his head and reached out to pick up the doll, but was stopped by the officer next to Ellen Hill: "You better not do this, Mr. Eric."

"Why?" He retracted his hand and looked at the Ailan Hill officer who followed him to visit "New Bellevue".

"Our engineering unit reminded us that if you enter Bellevue, you can't touch anything. If you must touch it, you must wear gloves and the time should be as short as possible." The officer explained.

"Things here are poisonous? Your attacks will add poisonous attributes to things?" Eric frowned, staring at the uninterested doll on the ground, and asked.

"I don't know the specific principles. You know, I am not an expert in this area. But I know that if you follow the regulations, there will be no problems. This is how we ensure our operations." The officer replied.

"This is a good habit... I want to know, do you know what the consequences will be if you touch something here?" Eric continued to ask without removing his eyes from the doll.

"Recently, as long as you be more careful and wear gloves, you won't have any problems, but about a month ago, if you entered Bellevue, you would have to pay a heavy price." The officer of Ailan Hill continued to answer.

He was ordered to accompany the wizard to visit Bellevue, and it was his task to prevent the wizard from running around here, or to prevent him from going deep into the hinterland of Ailan Hill.

As for the radiation of nuclear weapons, this is not a secret thing. He knows that he is not a professional either. In fact, he knows very little knowledge. It is all scientific popularization from the military and some explanations in the combat regulations.

"What's the price?" Eric finally took his eyes off the doll and looked at the officer.

"Hey..." Pointing his finger behind Eric, the officer of Ailan Hill responded to the opponent's question with a single motion.

Following the direction pointed by Ellen Hill's officer's finger, Eric raised his eyes and looked over. There was an endless tomb, and some people were walking with their heads down in this tomb.

Eric saw this cemetery just now when he walked all the way. He thought this cemetery were the victims who died in a nuclear attack. At this moment, he looked there in horror, realizing that he seemed to be thinking many questions wrong.

So he coughed and asked awkwardly: "You mean, these people didn't die from what you call a nuclear weapon attack?"

"Of course not." Officer Ailan Hill shook his head and said: "These people are all officers and soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire who entered here to save people after the explosion. In a few days, they were all dead."

"This is really a weapon of the devil...After the attack, it can prevent the enemy from entering to rescue the wounded..."

"Actually, there is nothing to rescue." The officer of Ailan Hill shrugged his shoulders and said: "We have been here for more than 30 days, and we can find only 230,000 people with names and surnames. people……"

"..." Eric felt he didn't want to say anything anymore, 230,000 people, this number was almost enough to kill him exhausted.

"Believe’s population has not been accurate before, and it is estimated to be around 1.3 million people. After this explosion, we have gathered about 350,000 refugees, which means...more than 600,000 people have not been found until now. "The officer of Ailan Hill briefly introduced.

He is responsible for some rescue work here, so he is very familiar with many locals: "There are many people who are destined not to be counted. People who knew them died with them, and their families had no survivors. "

"We estimate that about 300,000 people were evaporated in an instant. Their bodies, clothing, and the place where they once lived have completely disappeared from this world, so we have no way to count them." When the officer talked about this, there were some. Depressed, there is no smile on his face.

"With all due respect, this weapon shouldn't appear in this world." Hearing everything the officer said, Eric sighed with emotion.

"What you said may be right, but I firmly believe that we are right." The officer of Ailan Hill pointed to the farther place, those tents that stretched to the sky, and said: "At least we, did not intend to oppress the magician. ."

Several children ran past them, yelling and avoiding when they saw the military uniform on the officer's body. For these adults wearing Ailan Hill military uniforms, they have instinctive awe.

The two walked step by step to the cemetery. On the stele made of broken stones from the building, there are some simple names.

Because they were all made by local survivors, most of the carvings are crooked, and some have a simple number under each of the once-lived names, and some don't even have a number.

"Hilton, 27"

"Knight Commander Powell, 31, died 2 days after the rescue started."

"John"

"Leo, 21 years old"

"Allen"

"Kudsky"

From the tombstones that were either broken, or simply a stone step, Erit seemed to see a young and vivid face.

"I have no right to comment, because I know that the magician provoked the war." Eric stopped at a stone monument with a wreath on it, reached out to touch the stone monument but stopped in mid-air: "But Please keep these costs in mind and cherish peace."

"Yes, I think we will." The officer of Ailan Hill nodded. Every time he came here, he would have some spiritual insights.

However, after a pause, he smiled and looked up and looked at Eric: "If we have a future."

Yes, if there is a future, the war of demons has already begun, but there is absolutely no unity within human beings. They are still engaged in a world war, and half of humanity is still fighting for demons.

The war initiated by the Puppet Empire continues to this day, and some parts of the Holy Demon Empire are still resisting Ailan Hill's troops.

The revenge and the killing are far from over. The land of Ailan Hill, which was not threatened by any war, now has to face the attack of the devil.

"There will definitely be, believe me, there will definitely be!" Eric's gray beard trembled slightly, and said firmly to the mortal in front of him: "You have to believe that there are such a group of magicians, they are not tempted by magic. , Still stick to my heart, and contribute my own strength to this world."

...

A warship full of barbeds smashed into the pier of the sturdy Ailan Hill Ferry City. The huge impact smashed the road surface of the pier, and the warship's hull was twisted and damaged.

The strong demon soldier jumped from the towering gunwale, and landed his feet firmly on the ground with a muffled sound.

Then, behind him, more demon soldiers jumped off the battleship, kicked away the body of the Ailan Hill soldier lying under their feet, and raised their weapons.

"Long live the source of magic! The whole army advances! We will not stay alive!" The long sword held in the hands of the leading demon officer slashed forward and issued an offensive order.

Immediately afterwards, countless demon soldiers raised their shields, arranged in a neat array, and rushed to the dock barricade that had been bombarded beyond recognition by the magic cannon.

"Come into the city! Don't stay alive!" These demon shouting slogans passed the officer, step by step, the heavy armors on their bodies collided with each other, making a noise.

On the defensive position like ruins, a black eagle flag full of holes is flying stubbornly...