Five Hundred and Ninety-One Doubts of Salumius
"His Royal Highness!" A group of black shadows appeared in the tent, and reported to the handsome man sitting on the first seat in a humble tone: "According to the reliable news sent by the scouting troops, the troops of the Dragon and Beastmen are retreating. Semiya, Dobalon, Balosic... and other lost ground, we have already regained it one after another."
"That cunning old fellow, the Dragon Emperor, must be planning some kind of conspiracy!" The man sitting at the top drank the bright red blood in the cup, with a smug expression on his face: "He thought I would be easily fooled? "
"Order the demon dog troops to fill these gaps! Let these cannon fodder occupy these places! If the Dragon Emperor counterattacks, it will not hurt to lose some demon dogs!" Prince Sarumus is powerful and cunning, and has been fighting with the Dragon Emperor Albert. already have their own experience.
He knew that the Dragon Clan's troops were powerful, and those giant dragons that could transform into human forms had talents comparable to his in the field of magic.
It can be said that the most difficult things in this world have always been those giant dragons soaring in the sky. Only by eradicating these damned ancient creatures can the rule of demons in this world be truly stabilized.
As for what to say about Alan Hill, that is not a question for Salumius to consider at all. His damned brothers were the ones who had to worry about Alan Hill.
"Hurry up! Bring our elite troops to this world! Get all those demon creatures that are more powerful and difficult to control and tame here! At that time, I will let the Dragon Emperor take a good look. How insignificant it is in front of the power of the dragon!" Sarumus put down the wine glass in his hand, and coldly ordered: "Let the main force continue to hide! As long as the Dragon King can't find me, he can only face those Bait is a waste of time...and this! Exactly what I want!"
Behind him, near the giant magic eye outside the tent, giant demons were unleashed one after another.
Completely different from the previous demons, these demonic monsters, which were bigger than elephants, were wrapped in thick iron chains and pulled by groups of demon soldiers. They were obviously untamed beasts.
And these creatures from the demon world are covered with thick scales, sharp teeth and red eyes. When the thick arm hit the ground, it could splash fine dust, and one could tell at a glance that the impact was definitely as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Surrounding these giant beasts are groups of demon soldiers wearing standard armor. These soldiers all have huge fleshy wings, and each one is a high-level demon.
They formed a huge phalanx, waving the banner of the devil, and slowly gathered around the camp with heavy steps.
In the distance, such magnificent phalanxes are next to each other,
There is almost no end in sight. The main force of the demon army, almost all of which is a super army of elite demons who can fly, is coming to this world through the eyes of magic.
"I obey! Your Highness! His Highness Sa Lukes sent the news that the human army is going south, and he is about to be unable to hold on." The black shadow did not leave, but gave another message.
Sarumus' face was ugly, he glanced sideways at the black shadow, and ordered: "Let that stupid brother of mine clean up that mess by himself! I'll help him avenge him after I defeat the Dragon King!"
"It was because of him that Saruxis fell into the trap of humans and elves, and died in battle on the way to the Eastern Expedition! And Saruxis, that damned idiot, held such a huge fleet in his hand, even the human race He can't even beat him, how can I help him?" As the first prince of the devil, Sarumus complained bitterly.
Although he has the devil's main force in his hands, the devil's fleet is under the command of Saruks. Of course, he couldn't bring so many troops across the endless sea, so he could only look at the ocean and sigh, waiting for Saruks to fend for himself.
"It seems that according to the information sent by His Royal Highness Saroux, human weapons are very powerful, and even the space magic that is the origin of magic cannot be stopped..." The black shadow continued.
"Being forced out of space magic by an opponent as weak as a human being?...My younger brother is really getting weaker and weaker." Sarumus paused suddenly, and then frowned: "No! No..."
"No matter how stupid Sarukus is...it is impossible to use space magic on opponents who are not at the same level!" Sarumus seemed to have grasped the crux of the problem. He realized that he seemed a little too underestimated the enemy before.
If Sarudis' death is to be interpreted as an accident, then Sarudis raided the human capital and ended up falling as well, which is definitely not an accident!
The Prince of Demons has only come to this world four times so far! In the battle with humans, two fell in one breath! There is another one who is struggling to support and sends a distress signal every day!
This is definitely not a normal phenomenon! At least you should step up your guard. Saru Muse is the first prince, so he naturally has the IQ of the first prince. He's not a fool, it's just that he didn't take the ants seriously before.
Now, when he realizes that ants seem to be able to bite people, he is ready to take action to solve these troubles.
"Let Sarucus send his own fleet! If his fleet can reach us, I will support his 100,000 elite!" After realizing the crux of the problem, Sarumus no longer hesitated, but made a decision. own judgment.
He had to let the only remaining prince, that is, Sarroux, who was now rubbed against the ground in the southern kingdom like a street mouse, be able to support him. Buy enough time for him to defeat the Dragon Emperor!
"Your Highness... His Royal Highness Prince Saroux lost control of the sea a few months ago... If he could send a fleet, he would not be begging for your support." Black Shadow bowed his head to Sa Lumius said.
Sarumus nodded, agreeing with his think tank: "You're right, he's probably too busy to take care of himself now, and he doesn't have any strength to send out to meet me."
"Then what do you mean..." The voice of the black shadow remained as humble as ever, asking about Sarumus' decision.
"Since we can't help him, we can only speed up the process on our side! Order the follow-up troops to pass through the magic eye as soon as possible! Wait for me to gather tens of millions of troops! Who can be my opponent in this world?"
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"He won't be in the mood to find his so-called opponent soon." Chris held up his glass to the Dragon Emperor: "Try the lamb from Hanhai City, it tastes pretty good. It's very close to the grassland, and it's easy to transport , so it is rare and fresh and delicious.”
For the matter of eating, the pursuit of human beings is divided into stages. Huaxia, known as the master of food in the universe, although the food culture is very developed, it does not take long to really solve the problem of eating.
In fact, eating enough has always been something that most people in the Magic Continent have been striving for, but have been unable to achieve.
The emergence of Alan Hill has solved the problem of many people's satiation, so they are free when they are full, and everyone has the pursuit of eating well.
Everyone knows that His Majesty the Emperor of Alan Hill is an emperor who has the reputation of the God of Cookery among the people. He is not only good at fighting, but also has a lot of research on eating.
In addition to the many secret methods of the royal family that are not passed on to the outside world, many gourmet recipes in Ireland come from the imperial kitchen of His Majesty the Emperor.
Therefore, it is definitely a supreme enjoyment to be able to eat the meals cooked by His Majesty's royal chef.
You must know that the late France Saint-Lonzadry admired the food of Alan Hill very much during his lifetime, and the food of Alan Hill was also the food that Grecon introduced the most.
Today, the local food in Alan Hill has basically disappeared. The streets and alleys are full of finger cakes, grilled cold noodles, and spicy soup from Alan Hill...
Of course, there are pot side paste, bamboo shoot jelly, ramen, as well as hamburgers, hot dogs, chicken fried steak... In short, Chris brought the food culture of another world that lasted for thousands of years to this world.
"If I hadn't seen your fleet, I really wouldn't dare to order my troops to vacate so many places. Do you know that it only takes a few days for those demons to fill the land I vacated!" The Dragon Emperor also raised his wine glass and took a sip of the red wine from Alan Hill.
The red wine produced in North County has a long and long taste, and every bottle is a top-notch brand. Such an expensive fine wine, even in Ireland Hill, is a rare and good thing.
It was only at state banquets that Chris was willing to open such a grade of red wine. He didn't drink well, and he couldn't taste any surprises, so he usually drank the slightly inferior North County red wine.
"I have to admit that Alan Hill is not only willing to spend money on building war machines, but is also an expert in eating." After tasting a mouthful of roast lamb, the Dragon King nodded and praised.
Although he has lived for thousands of years, he doesn't often eat so elegantly. In the dragon form, he no longer needs to eat. He can survive almost forever only by absorbing the magic aura in this world.
And when he was in human form, he mostly stayed with the orcs who drank blood, so he naturally didn't pay much attention to food.
"Tomorrow, I will take the form of a dragon and fly over the square during your military parade... I hope you can fulfill your promise..." The Dragon Emperor raised his eyes while eating, and glanced at Chris.
He felt more and more that Chris was his temper, because he liked to talk about things during the meal. As far as she knew, high-level people of all races, including the elves, felt that it was very rude to talk while eating.
Now, he smelled that familiar savage smell from Chris, the smell he loved!
"No problem!" Chris nodded slightly: "Alan Hill never fails to keep his word."