Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

In the Senate of the Empire, a tense military meeting was going on. The main topic they discussed was how to deal with the full invasion of demons.

Casius sat on the throne with a serious expression.

Rump, Doro, Medorash, Alger, Anthony and other elders sat in their respective seats seriously.

As representatives of the Starfall Group within the Empire, the presidents of several major guilds were also arranged in their respective positions.

And the Empire's allies, such as Genesis and Christina, were also invited here to discuss the war against demons.

Christina glanced at the silver dragon on the seat and whispered: "These silver-skinned reptiles are also worthy of appearing in front of His Majesty Cassius?

The wings of their elders have not grown yet."

Genesis and Adrovelle immediately glared at the blue dragon, their eyes full of resentment.

"Enough."

"Bang."

Casius tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on him.

Then, he looked around and said calmly: "Everyone, the Empire did not invite you to quarrel.

Now, we have only one common enemy - the Abyss Demon."

Under the powerful aura of Cassius, everyone in the hall fell silent and did not dare to speak easily.

After a long time, Trump broke the silence: "Sir Adroville, as a warrior who has been active in the front line against demons for many years, you should know a lot of information, right?"

Adroville nodded when he heard the words, and his expression eased a little. He stood up and said:

"Your Majesty Cassius, and everyone in the Empire, I have resisted demon invasions many times in the past few hundred years, and I still have some experience."

Adroville stretched out his hand, and a magic image appeared in the air, which recorded the hideous face of the demon and heard a sharp and noisy howl.

He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and continued, "As we all know, all creatures in the Prime Material Plane share common characteristics.

Humans, dragons, hippogriffs, mind flayers, and dwarves all need to eat. They all reproduce in some basic physiological ways, but... we don't share these commonalities with demons.

Demons don't need to eat, and they usually get special pleasure from swallowing living sacrifices.

Their lungs are very strong and have strong resistance to external gases, including the death gas of the Abyss that can poison most creatures in the Prime Material Plane.

As for the rest of the life cycle, demons don't age, and they don't die from anything like natural death.

They will return to the unformed part of the Abyss, and their essence will become part of the evil and chaos of that plane.

Tinya tilted her head and said in some confusion, "These guys are so stupid, don't they like to eat frozen meat and collect shiny gold coins? ”

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After these words were spoken, the venue fell silent again, but this time it seemed to be because of speechlessness.

Adroville pondered for a while before saying: "Everyone, please do not treat demons as any normal "creatures" and do not guess their thoughts.

Their existence is more like a conscious disaster. "

Scholars in the tribe believe that the Abyss is eager to use creations to make more parts of the universe return to the final starting point of birth, and demons are such creations.

The most important thing is that the meaning of the existence of demons is to spread chaos and evil-the essence of the Abyss."

Rump thought for a moment and asked, "How many demons are there in each invasion?"

Adroville replied in a deep voice: "Endless.

The abyss is much deeper than the 666 layers we know, and the number of demons in it may be more than all the creatures in the main material plane, so these guys can never be completely wiped out, but can only be blocked.

Demons are endless, but we can resist their invasion by closing the demon portal and destroying the demons that come to the main material plane."

For the absolutely correct thing of fighting demons, this middle-aged silver dragon can be said to be full of knowledge, pouring out all aspects of demons' habits, weaknesses, abilities, etc.

Soon, everyone in the hall talked about the information given by Adroville.

"It is indeed a difficult existence."

"We have never encountered such an enemy!"

"Wait, fearless of death, chaos, madness. Why do these descriptions feel familiar?"

"Now that you mention it, I also feel a little similar. Could it be--"

More than a dozen curious or scrutinizing eyes were cast, and the players sitting in their seats were on pins and needles.

Iron Frenzy scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and quickly expressed his loyalty: "I swear, we Starfallers are absolutely loyal to His Majesty Cassius!

There is no half a copper nar relationship with the abyss!"

The discussion in the hall became more intense, and people began to actively explore various tactics and strategies, from strengthening border patrols to using new weapons; from mobilizing the public to participate in defense to sending players as cannon fodder.

The military representative Doro even slammed the table and announced with great pride that he would lead the army to attack Huanglong and the devil's lair, and never let them set foot on the land of the empire.

Suddenly, Trump asked with a half-smile: "Mr. Adroville, what do you think is the most difficult thing about demons?"

Adroville replied: "The number of them is too large, and they can penetrate everywhere. Once they penetrate into the empire, it will definitely cause a huge disaster."

Trump asked again: "What is the advantage of the empire?"

Adroville shook his head: "I'm new here and don't know much about the Empire's military."

Rump stood up, looked around, and said loudly: "Firepower, demons can bring fear to the people, and your majesty has told me."

He paused, turned his head to look at Cassius, and a flattering smile appeared on his ugly face before he continued to speak.

"Fear comes from insufficient firepower."

Rump waved his hand, and various magical images appeared in the air, with scenes of artillery fire and the vast wasteland covered by various explosions.

When the smoke cleared, the ground was already riddled with holes and in a mess, and those small hills were flattened by several feet.

Trump continued, "In terms of individual strength, the Empire may not have much advantage, but in terms of large-scale combat, we will never lose.

When the demons gather in large numbers, we can carry out saturation strikes, wash the ground with artillery, and give these demons a surprise."

"Bang."

Trump slammed the ground with his scepter, and a huge map of the Burning Empire appeared in the air.

On the vast territory of the Empire, a red line suddenly appeared, stretching for hundreds of miles, almost covering the entire southern part of the Empire.

"I believe that you have participated in its construction to some extent, but you didn't understand its purpose at the time.

These fortifications are made of reinforced concrete and are very strong. There are all kinds of cannons, trenches, fortresses, kitchens, hospitals, factories, etc. inside the defense line.

These passages are connected in all directions, and there are steam train passages in larger fortifications.

This is all foresight of your majesty. Since the Empire occupied the entire northern territory, we have started to build this line of defense. I call it-"

"Maginot Line?"

The Iron Frenzy couldn't help but speak.

But after feeling Trump's warning eyes and seeing the [Favorability Decreased] prompt, he immediately covered his mouth and wanted to slap himself hard.

Why can't I control my mouth? Why did I say it out loud?

Trump then retracted his murderous eyes and continued: "The Wall of the Empire."

The discussion in the hall became heated again. Some people expressed support for this and were full of confidence in the Empire's fight against the demons, but some people were deeply skeptical about it.

"Is this the Prime Minister's plan?"

"Can this be defended?"

"So that's it, I was wondering why someone was pulled into the mine to perform a secret mission, it turned out to be to build a wall!"

Dolo said with a little sarcasm: "Mr. Trump, facing the enemy's attack, you actually chose to build a wall? How much resources will this cost the empire!"

Are we going to tremble in the wall like those human countries? "

Trump said calmly: "In front of the Wall of the Empire is the flat and open Saavedra Plain, which will become the burial place of all demons. "

The ogre's tone was particularly fierce, and the injured ear seemed to be trembling slightly. The murderous aura in his eyes made Dolo stunned.

Dolo then remembered that the chief minister in front of him was an ogre, and a dragon vein ogre!

It was an extremely brutal existence, but the work of the empire often made him hide his nature and maintain his sanity.

Rump's eyes lightened, and he smiled and said: "But. Marshal Dolo.

Now, the demons have not launched a full-scale invasion, and it is not time to use this imperial wall. Let these demons see the capabilities of two million starfallers.

Your Majesty, please take a look first. "

Rump turned around again and looked at Cassius on the throne. He touched the ground with his scepter again, and a detailed tactical plan appeared in the air.

Two million starfallers are a force that is difficult to control for the current empire.

Then this is simple, just throw them to the south, right?

"Very good. "

Casius said so.

He tilted his head slightly, and a faint light flickered in his deep light golden pupils.

The emperor's eyes seemed to travel thousands of kilometers, seeing the darkness and chaos deep in the Anstica Group, and revealing a hint of expectation.

Savidra Plain, suburb of Blackstone Castle, in Leo Village.

The originally lively village became empty at this time.

"Old White, are you really not leaving? The imperial task force came here specifically to evacuate civilians.

There are not many people in the village anyway"

"Don't persuade me, you can leave if you want, but this is my house, I won't go anywhere. "

The man called "Old White" exhaled a puff of smoke and said this. He looked to be in his fifties and his face was quite vicissitudes.

He had dark skin, deep ravines on his face, and his rough hands holding the cigarette were full of calluses.

White was a native of Leo Village. He had been here since he was born. He was a hunter in the village.

The farthest place White had ever been to was Wright Village, twenty miles away. It was a not-so-wonderful experience.

When the Northern Kingdom ruled, he was a hunter here. When the Burning Empire ruled, she was still a hunter here - only the bow and arrow on her back was replaced with the civilian version of "Enemy-breaking Fire".

In recent years, most of the young people in the village have gone to the city to make a living - even White's son is no exception.

And now, those who stayed in the village were also urgently transferred by the army sent by the empire, saying that the abyss demons would invade.

But White was not afraid.

He was about to die. Fifty-three years old, which was a long life for the people of the North in the past.

White just wanted to stay in his homeland of nearly fifty years in this last time, not to mention that he had a good hunting rifle.

"Huh——"

"I don't know what those demons look like.

They're all gone, and I'm the only one left."

White exhaled another smoke ring, he looked at the empty village, and slowly closed the door.

He didn't have the so-called "loyalty" to the Burning Empire, after all, it had been a few years, but he didn't have hatred either - at least it was better than his impression of the North.

After the Empire ruled here, taxes were reduced a lot.

People didn't have to kneel before the knights sent by the Principality, let alone worry about being pulled over by a noble lord and becoming the lowest serf.

At least for this point, White was quite grateful.

But White didn't like the feeling of the village becoming deserted. He always felt that the imperial people had been given some kind of magic potion to make those young people rush to the city.

And what White liked most were the two "new things" brought by the Empire - cigarettes and muskets.

Cigarettes can help him relieve his depression and feel a rare pleasure in his dull life.

However, this thing is quite expensive for White. He needs a piece of fine deerskin to exchange two packs from the merchants in the city.

Therefore, he cherishes every time he smokes, and even stores cigarette butts in a small box.

The latter is White's hunting weapon. He was old and weak and could not draw the bow, but the appearance of the musket allowed him to regain his strength.

Thinking of this, old White took out the musket wrapped in layers of cloth and wiped the barrel carefully.

"Those imperial people said that the undead called "Starfall" will enter this village. I haven't seen an undead person yet."

"Squeak--"

The window slowly opened, and White looked out the window. He seemed to hear something with his keen hearing.

Then, he wiped his eyes in surprise.

At the end of the village road, there were clouds of dust, and hundreds of people ran over in a mighty manner.

Most of them were wearing rough cloth, and some were naked, running wildly.

"I'm coming!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"Take off!"

"It's the village! Finally I can rummage through the boxes! This is the essence of RPG games!"

"Damn, don't be naked! The holy light is blinding me!"

"Why don't you see the NPC?"

"Don't forget the task of killing the demon, this is our position!"

Is this the so-called immortal warrior, the pioneer of the empire - the starfaller?

Old White rubbed his eyes again. He suspected that he was either crazy or his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

Otherwise, how could these starfallers be exactly the same as the madman at the east end of the village? (End of this chapter)