My Empire

The tree of life can take root and sprout in many unimaginable places, and it can even change the living environment of the entire planet. This has been confirmed by the elves.

It can be said that the seed of this tree is simply a treasure. It is a super environmental improvement equipment that cannot be matched no matter how powerful the Airland Hill technology is.

It's a pity that this kind of tree of life cannot survive two on the same planet. If possible, the senior officials of Ailan Hill even want to replace all the greenery in the city of Seris with the tree of life of the elves.

Now, Queen Andrea is using her magic to give birth to the seed of the tree of life she carried to the demon world. This is an important task for her to come to the demon world.

As long as the tree of life takes root and sprouts in the devil world, the ecological environmental problems that Ailan Hill has been worried about can be completely resolved.

If the seed of the tree of life germinates, it means that the demon world is a suitable place for life to multiply, and there are no deadly viruses and bacteria.

"The great goddess of the moon... you gave me life, and I am willing to serve you until the end of life..." Andrea knelt in front of the seed that looked full of patterns and extremely vigorous, and muttered. Tao.

In her whisper, the seed of the elven treasure, the tree of life, began to slowly split, and the pattern full of magical energy on it began to sparkle with dazzling light as she whispered.

Then, the light roots formed by the pure life energy went deep into the surrounding soil little by little, and began to inject new nutrients into this land.

Along with the diffusion of these energy, lush grass began to grow on the ground, and a burst of life green spread out, blowing away all the haze on the entire island.

After that, the breath of life continued to spread, and it continued to drive away the air of the gloomy birds, sweeping away the feeling that originally belonged to the devil world.

At the same time, near the tree of life, blossoming flowers bloomed, a huge energy tumbling and transpiring, along with the growth of the tree of life, a huge force was formed.

In a distant place, the almost transparent figure formed by the source of magic painfully pointed his face in the direction where the tree of life was sprouting.

He felt the tremendous force of life, it was a force that made him uncomfortable and made him very disliked.

"The tree of life of the elves...damn it...they put that thing in the world under my rule! Asshole!" The magic eye trembled in pain, not completely condensed into a human form, and even began to unravel.

"I hate this power...this power shouldn't appear in this world!" As he struggled, he also released a stronger magical power, so that the fragile human form was slightly more comfortable.

"Come here! How are our secret weapons prepared?" He slumped on his throne and watched several demon generals walk into the hall, kneeling at his feet.

"The great source of magic... Our factory is imitating that weapon, but if it is used on a large scale, it will take more time." A general in charge of secret weapons replied on one knee.

"We have no time! Stupid! They have already come to this world, those **** ants on the Magic Continent are about to climb into my hall!" The Source of Magic yelled irritably.

His voice echoed throughout the hall, coming and going, and although he was furious, he still maintained his majesty. It feels like he doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

"The great source of magic... Before, His Majesty the Demon King used a lot of manpower and material resources, and stepped up the production of many demon missiles... Therefore, the construction period was... was delayed." The demon general oozes sweat on his forehead and lowers his head to explain.

"I don't need to explain! What I need is results!" The source of magic somewhat controlled some of his emotions, but still irritably interrupted the other party's explanation: "Just tell me when you can get a sufficient number of secret weapons. Just put it into use."

"Probably, it will take more than a month..." The demon general knew that this answer would not satisfy the source of magic, but he could only bite the bullet and replied.

"Get out! If you can't get the amount I want within 10 days, you will never need to come to see me!" The voice of the source of magic still echoed in the hall, with an indisputable aura.

The demon general hurriedly nodded his head and bowed out of the hall: "Yes! The subordinates will go to supervise...definitely, the task will be completed."

He backed away and left the hall, until he held the long sword around his waist in the corridor, and walked towards the men who followed him.

The few subordinates saw that their boss's complexion was not good, and immediately lowered their heads to keep up, not even daring to ask more.

As he walked, the leading demon general asked, "What happened to the secret weapon recovered from the wreckage of the Puppet Empire and other battlefields?"

"My lord...Isn't the imitation work already in full swing... But, the Ailan Hillers themselves don't use this thing... What use can we make more?" a subordinate asked depressedly.

"What do you know?" The leading general snorted coldly, and continued to move forward: "They must have never imagined that one day, they will be defeated by the weapons they have created! Victory, after all, belongs to us!"

Accompanied by the sound of his footsteps, in the empty hall, the light used for lighting was beating, swaying a weird shadow.

On the other side, Ailan Hill launched a logical attack on the remaining demon forces.

Those demon troops that landed, hiding in the corners, were lingering, but because of their huge numbers, they had not been completely wiped out for a while.

And the demon fleet remaining on the sea is even more sad at this time. They had no time to escape, so they gritted their teeth and continued to attack on the beach.

The Allan Hill Navy Fleet actually gave the Demon Navy a period of time for them to choose. If these warships are willing to turn around and leave, Ailan Hill will not even pursue them. What the navy meant was to repay the demon's return of captives.

However, it is a pity that those demon warships did not intend to retreat. They continued to attack as if they had given up struggling.

As a result, this massacre had to continue, and the demon forces with at least half of their forces left could only continue to struggle in the **** of human weapons...