Six Hundred Seventy-Seven and 1 Seed

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, which has been confirmed by the elves.

It can be said that the seeds of this tree are simply treasures, and they are super environmental improvement equipment that cannot be matched no matter how powerful Alan Hill's technology is.

It's a pity that this kind of tree of life cannot survive two on a planet. If possible, the high-level executives of Alan Hill even want to replace all the greenery in Serris City with the tree of life of the elves.

Now, Queen Andrea is using her own magic to catalyze the seeds of the tree of life she brought to the Demon Realm. This is an important task for her to come to the Demon Realm.

As long as the tree of life takes root in the Demon Realm, the ecological and environmental problems that Alan Hill has been worried about can be completely resolved.

If the seeds of the tree of life germinate, it means that the Devil Realm is a place suitable for the reproduction of life, and there will be no deadly viruses and bacteria.

"Great Moon Goddess... You gave me life, and I am willing to serve you until the end of my life..." Andrea knelt in front of the seed that looked full of patterns and was extremely vigorous, He murmured.

Amidst her murmurs, the seeds of the tree of life, the treasure of the elves, began to split slowly, and the patterns full of magical energy on it also began to shine with dazzling light following her murmurs.

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

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

Then this breath of life continued to spread, and continued to drive away the dark air, sweeping away the feeling of belonging to the demon world.

At the same time, near the tree of life, blossoming flowers bloomed, and a huge energy rolled and transpired, and 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 its face in the direction where the tree of life sprouted.

He felt a huge force of life, it was a force that made him uncomfortable, and he didn't like it very much.

"The tree of life of the elves... Damn it... They actually put that thing in the world I rule! Bastard!" The magic eyes trembled in pain, not fully condensed into a human form,

They even started to slack off.

"I hate this power... This power shouldn't appear in this world!" While struggling, he also released a stronger magical power, which made the fragile human figure slightly more comfortable.

"Come here! How is our secret weapon prepared?" He slumped on his throne, watching several demon generals enter the hall and kneel at his feet.

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

"We've run out of time! Idiots! They've come to this world, and those damned ants on the Magic Continent are about to climb into my hall!" The source of magic roared violently.

His voice echoed throughout the hall, sometimes far away and now near, although he was furious, he still maintained his majesty. That feeling, as if he does not eat fireworks in the world.

"The great origin of magic... His Majesty the Demon King used a lot of manpower and material resources to speed up the production of many demon missiles... That's why the construction period was... delayed." Sweat dripped from the demon general's forehead, bowed his head explained.

"I don't need an explanation! What I need is the result!" The source of magic somewhat controlled his emotions, but he still interrupted the other party's explanation irritably: "Just tell me, when can a sufficient number of secret weapons Just put it to 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 answer.

"Get out! If you can't get the quantity 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 unquestionable momentum.

The demon general nodded quickly, bowed his body and exited the hall: "Yes! This subordinate will go to supervise it... definitely, the mission can be completed."

He left the main hall backwards, held down the long sword on his waist until he was in the corridor, and walked towards the several subordinates who followed him.

Those subordinates saw that their boss had a bad face, and immediately lowered their heads to follow, not even daring to ask more questions.

While walking, the demon general in charge asked: "What happened to the secret weapon recovered from the puppet empire and the wreckage captured from other battlefields?"

"My lord... Isn't the imitation work already in full swing... But, the people of Alan Hill don't need it anymore... No matter how many we make, what's the use of it?" A subordinate asked depressedly. .

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

Accompanied by the sound of his footsteps, in the empty hall, the lighting flames danced and cast strange shadows.

On the other side, Alan Hill launched a logical attack on the remaining demon troops.

Those demon troops that had landed hid in the corners and lingered, but because of their huge numbers, they hadn't been completely wiped out for a while.

And the demon fleet remaining on the sea is even more tragic at this time. It was too late for them to escape, so they could only grit their teeth and continue to attack the beach.

The Elan Hill Navy Fleet actually gave the Demon Navy Fleet a period of time to choose. If these warships are willing to turn around and leave, Alan Hill will not even pursue them. What the navy meant was to use this to repay the devil for returning the captives.

However, it's a pity that those demon warships didn't intend to retreat. They continued to attack, as if they had given up struggling.

Therefore, the massacre had no choice but to continue, and at least half of the demon troops left could only continue to struggle in the hell made by human weapons...

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