My Empire

The heavy door was suddenly pushed open from inside, and a woman in a red armor walked out of her resting room aggressively.

The curly hair on her head trembled slightly with her imposing pace, and her heel hit the not-so-flat stone ground with a rhythmic click.

"Why counterattack at this kind of time? Assembled the remaining army and drew away my reserve team, and didn't even discuss with me?" Irelia felt that she had been fed up with the arbitrariness of the source of magic.

Although she was created by the source of magic, she is also an individual with her own independent thinking. As the king of the demons, she has the responsibility to find a bright future for this race that does not belong to her from the day she was born.

She didn't know why she became very dissatisfied with the practice of magic origin after she gained consciousness and gained the approval of the demons. But she just felt that the path that magical origin guided the demons was not a correct path at all.

So she tried hard to change all of this, and even felt that she should surrender at an unfavorable time in order to preserve the continuation of the demons.

But the source of magic did not agree with her decision at all, and soon put her "devil" in an embarrassing position.

When she was injured, the source of magic personally took over the command of all demon forces. Most of the demon forces that were still scattered in various cities have now been transferred away.

Manito, the most important port city for demons, originally had 50,000 elite garrisons, but now there are only 20,000 people left.

Although as the demon queen who fought against the army of the Airanhill Empire, Alicia knew that even 50,000 elite demons could not stop the attack of Airanhill, but she still felt that it would be unwise to abandon Manito in this way. s Choice.

"Your Majesty... things are getting tricky. The news from our reconnaissance troops deployed in the north is that those humans have captured the Fendor Plain... and soon they will find us here." A demon who greeted us. The officer, holding his helmet, bowed his head to report to Her Majesty the Queen who was leaving the customs.

"How long is it expected?" Alicia was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, asking a little impatiently.

The demon officer held his helmet to keep up with Alicia, and replied: "If they successfully occupy the entire Fendor Plain, they may find and attack us as soon as winter begins, and at the slowest next spring. Here."

"So fast?" Alicia had just recovered from the wound. She had attacked a fleet of Ailan Hill before, and finally experienced the strength of the Ailan Hill Empire.

Just such a fleet has allowed her to sustain her injuries for so many days-even though she did not fight with all her strength, the opponent does not seem to be a major fleet.

Under this circumstance, she was weighing whether she still had the power to go to the Fendor Plains for a battle. This kind of battle, which is all on her own, will make her weak for a while again.

The last time she fought desperately, Magic Eye mobilized a large number of troops under her command while she was away. This time, if she disappeared for a few more days, it is estimated that she, the demon lord, would not know a few demons.

"They have hordes of planes. We have almost figured out the attack radius of this weapon. Unfortunately, Your Majesty, you must leave here as soon as possible." The demon officer suggested nervously: "Once they find out. Here, it is very likely that the kind of destructive weapons called nuclear bombs will be used... that kind of thing is not made to occupy a city, it is made to destroy everything."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at the curly hair that was trembling slightly with the pace. He felt that such beauty should not fall in places like Manito: "We don't know when they will use this weapon... so already It’s no longer suitable for staying here in a dangerous position."

The Port of Manito was once the largest port city for the devil. At its peak, steel battleships were launched every year.

Huge warships naturally need huge docks, and Manito's dock can be said to be the largest and best in the demon world. The demons produce their most proud steel battleships here, and use these battleships to build a powerful fleet.

Once, thousands of warships set off from here to the wizarding world. Countless demons stood on the shore and watched the fleet go away.

They waved their arms and cheered loudly to see off the soldiers on the fleet. These fleets are now wreckage, sank on the icy seabed.

The majestic and mighty warriors on the battleships have now become corpses, lying in the cold iron coffins called battleships, decayed on the dark seabed.

At this moment, Manito has lost its former glory, and is still one of the best ports in the demon world.

There are hundreds of thousands of production puppets made by demons, and they produce many vital demon weapons day and night.

For example, steel battleships that the devil has few ships, such as demon missiles, and demon bombers disguised as b-17s, can all be produced here.

It can be said that this is one of the most important industrial manufacturing bases for the devil, and it can't be abandoned easily.