My Empire

When the seven sky battleships of the Airanhill Empire crossed the border with Riken and the Elf Territory, the Greken fighter pilots who came to greet them truly saw the terribleness of the Ailanhill Empire.

They saw the majestic battleships and the black golden eagle flags flying above them. This is a provocation for all the soldiers in Greken.

The high-level magicians of Gricken flying in the sky had to follow these super floating warships about the size of mountains and escorted these warships to Galenok, the capital of Gricken.

Galenok has now returned to where it was when it took off. This huge floating city has now returned to the ground, falling back accurately.

"This is too deceiving... What's a joke? In the beginning, didn't it mean that there was only one plane and a few **** fighters?" A magician looked at the sky, or the huge battleship above his head, annoyed. Asked the waiter beside him.

The waiter was also very embarrassed, lowered his head and replied: "This, I don't know this. I heard, I heard...it is related to the elves merged into Ailan Hill."

"Of course I know it's related, but what is this doing? Putting such an invincible look, who is this for showing?" The magician snorted angrily, and then turned his gaze to the distant one. A battleship.

It is said that as long as one such warship can destroy a demon floating city. Gricken's floating city is not much stronger than the demon's floating city, so the threat of these warships is real to Gricken or Galenok.

"Isn't it the eternal empire? They are dissatisfied that the elves have taken their land, and they have given a note to the ambassadors of many countries... Annoyed Ailan Hill, wouldn't it be what it is now?" Another magic not far away The teacher shook his head and explained.

He is one of the few high-level personnel who knows the whole process of the incident. He knows that Ailan Hill's originally low-key visit activities changed its taste because of a series of diplomatic actions of the Eternal Empire.

Originally, Ailan Hill's visit was only to consolidate the cooperative relationship between allies, and now this visit has become a political demonstration of brilliance!

Originally, the countries were relatively weak and the Ailan Hill family was dominated. Now Ailan Hill has made it clear that it will not give everyone face, what can everyone do?

In the end, shouldn't it be forbearing and forbearing? If you want to compromise, you must compromise? Could it really be possible to gather forces and fight Ailan Hill?

Not to mention that Ailan Hill holds the chance to win, even if it fights against the whole world with one's own strength, there is no problem, that is, if everyone really wins Ailan Hill, there is really good fruit in the end?

Taking ten thousand steps back, they flew directly to the star ring, leaving the entire Magic Continent indifferent, and allowing the devil to fight back, it would be enough for the rest of the empire to have a headache.

Of course, this is a step back ten thousand steps-why did the lovely Lanhill take ten thousand steps back? People do not retreat, and it is only a matter of time before they rule the world.

"Isn't there some people who don't know the current affairs? I really think they can fight against Ailan Hill." A magician farther away sneered and sneered.

"Now Elan Hill is playing with the question, why do we blame the eternal empire?" The magician who complained first corrected the opponent, and then continued: "I think the people of the eternal empire make sense. If you don’t unite now, there will be no chance in the future!"

"It's as if there is a chance now." The other wizards together incarnate as a lever, pointed at the floating warships in the sky, and said: "You go and kill these warships, can you give us the rest?"

The magician who spoke first was choked by words, and didn't squeeze out a rebuttal for a long while. He pointed to the magicians, and finally snorted, and gave his own evaluation: "Craving life and fearing death!"

The huge Demon Wolf Boken, who had been sitting there all the time, listened to the words of these magicians arguing against each other, half-squinting his eyes, as if it had nothing to do with him.

He has seen too many such things, and since the rise of Ailan Hill, he has often heard similar conversations.

Anyway, the current magicians have become like this. Most of the really capable magicians have either gone to Ailan Hill, or have been very simple, and disdain to associate with these idiots who can only talk.

In short, today's Ailan Hill is several grades weaker than when Long Saddle's Grand Magister was still there.

This is just a Gricken. Looking at the entire world from the microcosm of the Gricken Magic Empire, you know how great the impact Ailan Hill has on the entire world's magician system.

Alves held his head up, looking at the huge battleships floating in the sky, and gained a new understanding of the national power of the Ailan Hill Empire.

The mortal empire that was once very far away is now on the other side of Greken's border. Now that the two countries have a border, it is tantamount to saying that there is a real intersection.

In the past, Gricken had always been reluctant to admit the threat of Ailan Hill to him, and now because of the geographical relationship, this threat has actually existed.

So, with Lonsadre's magic wand, Alves walked slowly towards the runway of the airport step by step, where the propellers of the two helicopters had not completely stopped.

Chris jumped off the plane, tidyed up his emperor's dress, and smiled at Alves.

Although he came here with the battleship bravely and majestic, but seeing this old magician who inherited Lonsadre's legacy, he felt that he should still give the other party enough respect.

At least, until now, Gricken, this country, has left a very good impression on Chris. They are open-minded and tolerant, showing the excellent side of the magic empire.

If it weren't for the existence of such a magical empire, Chris would even think that completely erasing the magician from this world is the best choice.

Following Chris, walking off the plane together were Archduke Sumorai of Ironforge, and Andrea, the former Elf Queen and now the Elven Dominion Lord.

When these three people walked together, the painting was full of joy. One is the handsome Emperor Ailan Hill, the other is the beauty of the Elf race, and the third is a short, stout old man with a big beard.

Of course, those who know these three people naturally know how huge the power they represent—except for the Dragon Race, the heads of the world's most powerful forces are all here.