Eight Hundred and Eighty-Five Exchanges Began

In the devil's city, countless demon civilians are looking up at the sky above their heads.

They were horrified to see a huge enemy plane slowly flying over their heads.

There were no dragons flying up to meet them, nor generals flying up to intercept attacks. It seems that the demon army protecting them is no longer able to fight anymore.

"Those...are human planes, right?" A demon who had participated in the production of demon fighter jets in other cities called out the name of that kind of human aircraft with a lot of knowledge.

Many people around finally realized at this time that this kind of aircraft that makes a lot of noise and can fly very high is actually called an airplane...

"Where's our dragon?" A demon squinted his eyes, hoping to see their air force appear and fight.

After all, they escaped all the way here and were exhausted by human flying machines. They certainly didn't have the slightest liking for this terrifying steel monster that would drop bombs at any time.

These demons who had escaped had naturally seen scenes of their clansmen being attacked by these war machines flying in the sky, and hundreds of thousands of them died.

They have seen A-10 attack aircraft dive and launch rockets, covering a whole hill, and there is a terrible scene of explosion after explosion everywhere.

They also experienced the tragedy of being violently strafed by the Avenger machine guns of the A-10 attack aircraft, and the refugees on the whole road were beaten to pieces in an instant.

Of course, they also saw from a distance that bombers swarming like locusts flew over a city in the sky, and then the whole city was reduced to ruins.

Some of them have even seen the disaster of a huge mushroom cloud rolling on the horizon...

Therefore, instinctively, many demons are looking forward to their magic dragons, or flying demon generals, can appear at this time to protect them poor refugees who survived by luck.

It's a pity that the friendly army they were looking forward to didn't show up, and the human plane that circled and dropped things finally left.

Those demons who have been bombed know that if things like airplanes don't appear overwhelmingly, they are actually not too powerful.

Naturally, these demons who have come here from afar have never seen nuclear weapons. If they have,

They will not use the number of bombers to evaluate the "scale" of a bombing, whether it is large or small.

At the same time, on a towering magic tower in the city, Demon Lord Aresia was staring at the square materials falling from a distance with her pair of dark red eyes.

Her beautiful curly hair trembled slightly in the cold wind, and Miaoman's figure was wrapped in armor, with bumps and convexities that made people imagine.

"Your Majesty... this is really too dangerous. If they use that terrible... called, called, called a nuclear bomb, your safety..." Behind her, a senior demon general knelt on one knee and began to persuade road.

Before he could finish speaking, Arecia waved her hand and interrupted him: "Don't worry, killing me won't do anyone any good. After they accept the captives of our demons, they most want to kill me." Mine is not the emperor of mankind, but the source of magic."

If the source of magic knew that the "perfect devil" with his own soul he created would eventually betray him, it is estimated that he would not have created such a useless waste at that time.

It is a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, so the source of magic can only accept the fact that he has created a qualified demon king, but he is not an obedient one.

This is also something that can’t be helped. In the past, the origin of magic liked to create obedient "leaders". Unfortunately, these obedient prince-level demons are loyal and capable but average. This is why the origin of magic will create a demon king with self-awareness and thinking ability. reason!

The result is that the correction is overkill. In the end, although the ability and wisdom are enough, but the loyalty is compromised...

"But, but, this is a risky thing after all." The demon general was still not at ease, and continued to persuade.

"It's okay! Let the devil lead the people and bring back those supplies!" Arecia ordered: "Don't let those refugees loot! This will cause unnecessary casualties!"

"Your Majesty, are they really willing to help us survive this cold winter?" A demon general under Arecia's subordinate asked worriedly.

"This is a thank you. They provided us with this food in order to thank the demon who provided them with the movement of the God Servant's troops." Arisia rubbed her slender fingers on the hilt of the long sword at her waist, and said.

For the demon world, or for the demons, Alan Hill accepted their surrender, and they also repaid their loyalty. This is a good sign and a good start.

Once the communication starts, it cannot be stopped. Wagron, as the supreme commander of the front line, ordered to give some benefits to the demons because of the great victory in the Second Battle of God Servant.

So, he called Arecia and told her that Alan Hill was willing to provide some assistance to the demons for the winter.

About 20 tons of pickled mustard and 20 tons of instant noodles will be air-dropped to the demon-occupied area at the designated time and place.

Aresia certainly welcomes this kind of aid, and after communicating with Wagron, he chose the airdrop location at the current location.

The airdrop location is very close to the city, which is convenient for transportation and reception. For the safety of these materials, Arecia even rushed to the city in person.

"The Servant of God's army is injured, and the loss of the source of magic must be great. As long as we survive this winter, we can see the result of the victory or defeat between him and humans." Arecia looked at the falling supplies in the sky Said.

There was no emotion in her beautiful eyes: "No matter who will win between them, we can never go wrong if we bet on both sides."

After finishing speaking, she looked away from the supplies: "These supplies are only enough for hundreds of thousands of people to feed for a few days... those demons who are going to send to humans, don't eat!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Hearing her order, the demon generals behind her quickly lowered their heads: "This time, the succubus and some other demon subspecies will be sent over... These humans will probably like it very much..."

"You guys! These problems can't be changed for a while! I am also a woman! Don't always solve problems by sacrificing women! Do you understand?" Arisia scolded in a cold voice——

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