Six Hundred and Eighty-Two Genetic Weapons

When Aresia stepped on a sampan and walked lightly to the beach, there were only a few demon officers who greeted her.

In order to return safely, the battleship she was on took a long circle before returning to the coastline where they set off at that time.

This is also thanks to the fact that Alan Hill's main fleet did not continue to send carrier-based aircraft to hunt down the retreating small demon warships.

According to the combat experience of the commanders of Alan Hill against the demons, almost no senior demon generals escaped, so everyone did not think that there would be any important figures on the few battleships that left.

Also because these small demon warships retreated in the middle of the battle, they were not counted in the movement of the demon fleet in the later period. Therefore, there is no record of the large-scale retreat of the demon fleet in the battle report of Alan Hill.

"Your Majesty, the great source of magic has withdrawn most of the troops, and the rest of our troops have to defend the entire beach, and they are divided." An officer who came up to him introduced Aresia with a sad face. The latest mobilization of demon forces.

Obviously, the idea of ​​​​the origin of magic and Aresia are completely in two directions, so there is no way to unify the coordination and scheduling between them.

Aresia was not surprised when she heard the news, she waved her hand to indicate that she already knew, then she pressed the long sword on her waist and walked towards the ruins: "I remember, this was a fishing village before. "

"Yes, Your Majesty, this place used to be a fishing village... but unfortunately, the enemy's aircraft... is something called an airplane. It bombed this place and turned it into what it is now." The demon guarding here The general replied with his head down.

"I didn't protect you well...it was my dereliction of duty." Arisia said this, and then left a group of terrified demon officers and walked towards the collapsed ruins.

"Your Majesty!" A demon officer tried to prevent Aresia from going to the ruins. He stopped Aresia first and tried to dissuade him: "This place seems to be very dangerous, so please don't get close..."

"Danger? What is danger?" Arisia had a sneer on her face when she heard the word.

She has recovered a lot of magic power now, and although her actual combat power is still not at its peak, she is already able to fight.

Under such circumstances, the subordinates actually said that it was dangerous. This kind of questioning of her powerful combat power made her feel very uncomfortable.

The demon general quickly bowed his head,

He opened his mouth and explained: "Your Majesty! The devil dogs around here are not normal. I am worried about the damned enemy and dropped some terrible things on us!"

"What?" Arecia frowned again. She felt that wrinkles seemed to appear between her brows, which would definitely affect her beautiful and seductive face.

"I don't know exactly what it is, but the behavior of the demon dogs is abnormal! Some demon dogs often bleed from their mouths, and their physical strength is also badly lost. They no longer eat, and some demon dogs can no longer move normally." The demon officer replied immediately.

"You mean, this kind of thing is happening on a large scale?" Hearing what her subordinates said, Arecia also realized the seriousness of the problem.

If the opponent can create a plague-like attack, her troops will lose half or even more than half of their combat effectiveness before contacting the enemy.

"Yes, at the beginning we thought it was an ordinary plague, but then more and more demon dogs were infected, and the symptoms became more and more obvious. Only then did we know that this is not a plague." The demon officer is investigating this matter , so understand things better.

Not a plague... This seems to be good news, but such things are still very annoying. Aresia thought to herself, but no longer tried to approach those dangerous ruins.

She stared at the collapsed houses, as well as various utensils and wooden structures that were burnt to ashes, and asked coldly: "How many demon dogs... have this symptom?"

The demon officer bowed his head and replied: "Half... at least half of the demon dogs are rapidly losing their combat effectiveness."

On the entire coastline, including the tens of kilometers deep behind, countless demon dogs have lost their fighting power, but the demon bats and dragons are safe and sound.

The lack of a large number of cheap and low-level demon troops is even worse. Without the support of a large number of demon dogs, their defense line is even weaker, and even in some areas, there is no defensive force deployed at all...

What frustrates the demon army is that they have to check repeatedly to make sure that the high-level demons in human form will not be affected. They are afraid that the soldiers of the elite army will lose half of them before the battle begins, just like the demon dogs.

"It's really... amazing." Arecia sighed in admiration to herself, shook her head and sighed: "If it was a normal war, it would be beautiful and charming... But now, the war is obviously not what it used to be. Ah..."

What she likes is the kind of bloody fighting between two sides. The commanders of both sides decide the outcome of the war with their own minds, and the victor can have the power to dominate the entire world.

But now, the war is really not the way she understands it. It no longer has any aesthetic feeling, because the means of killing people are really becoming more and more efficient and simpler.

What used to be a fierce battle for three days and two nights, now only needs a few hundred planes to fly over at low altitude to determine the winner; the hundreds of thousands of enemy troops that could not be dealt with before can be easily wiped out with only one nuclear bomb.

Even, the aborigines of those terrifying magical continents have developed terrifying weapons that can kill people invisible. Just spread it out, and the ferocious demon dogs will die in thousands.

Of course, the war is not what it used to be. While she was feeling emotional, the main fleet of Alan Hill had already entered the sea area of ​​the landing site they chose.

Along the way, they didn't encounter any threatening resistance at all, or to put it more bluntly, they didn't even encounter decent resistance.

The demon fleet has basically been wiped out on the outskirts of Angshire, and the remaining few broken ships were wiped out by Alan Hill's scouting fleet hundreds of kilometers away from the main fleet.

Now, the entire sea area near the landing site has been completely emptied, and Alan Hill's fleet has also launched, and a massive landing operation is about to begin.