Seven Hundred and Fifty Eight Clouds

A quiet demonic city with a population of about 200,000 people. This is not a heavy industrial city, everything still maintains the traditional original style.

Because the weather is already very cold, there are not many demons walking around on the streets. It is not a day or two for these primitive residents of the demon world to be poor.

They were exploited by the source of magic, exploited by advanced demons, exploited by the entire war system that invaded other worlds, and they no longer knew what the word happiness meant.

In the past, because of the war dividends, after winning the war, they still had some leftovers. Now that they lost the war, they immediately became poor cannon fodder no different from beggars.

There were only a few people wearing tattered clothes, walking on the street that had become very cold. When they breathed white mist, they had to wrap themselves tightly in the tattered leather.

The high walls are full of sharp barbs, and various reinforced magic inscriptions are carved in the gaps of the barbs.

Although it is not a strategically important place, the city wall is still built here. The flame banner of the source of magic is hung on the city wall, swaying gently with the wind.

Behind the irregular, angular crenels of the city wall, some demon soldiers stood in the cold wind and did their duty. They have to guard against enemy attacks, after all, there have been many strange legends floating around recently.

Yes, the demons who escaped from other places crowded around the city, which suddenly made the small food reserves here tense to the point of despair.

Every demon is worried about their own future. Even if the enemy does not attack, they will kill each other to reduce the number to a critical point this winter because of the food problem.

This is the world of demons, and this is the system of their world. War is not something forbidden in this country, as long as there is a shortage of food, war will break out.

That's why demons will naturally invade the magic continent. They want to expand and compress their population to a point where their primitive farming can support them.

War can reduce population and expand land, so demons believe in war! The origin of magic opened the door to a new world for them, so they believe in this god, the god who brings them hope.

But now it seems that the other continent is not an existence to be provoked. The other party actually attacked, and beat the demon army into a panic and fled all the way, throwing away their helmets and armor...

Once upon a time war was a plunder to the devil,

For them, war is now a hopeless disaster, a bottomless hell.

"Where's the army of God?" Standing on the top of the city, a demon soldier looked at the densely packed refugees at the foot of the city wall, and asked his companion with some anxiety.

His body is not strong, he was selected to join the army not because of his powerful magic power, but because of the depletion of soldiers in the demon world.

Soldiers like him were unable to participate in combat in the past, but now, he can receive equipment, walk up the city wall, and participate in the battle as a real soldier.

The armor on his body was not very exquisite, and it was a little too big for him, but it was already the smallest size, and it was also the best armor that could be found.

After getting this set of armor, this thin demon carefully polished it. It turned out that it was stained with rust, but now it is much brighter, but it still looks tattered.

This kind of armor was probably the worst armor when the Alante Empire still existed. Only the worst troops in the human army are equipped with this kind of armor. Many people would rather not wear it than put it on themselves.

"This is the test God gave us." The other soldier was a devout believer, and his figure was much taller, because he was a real demon warrior. He turned out to be a soldier of the City Guard Army of this city. He fought tenaciously and fiercely, and was a powerful figure at the level of a small captain.

At the most exaggerated time, every warrior in this world is a fanatic of the origin of magic, and they are willing to use their lives to fight for the origin of magic.

It's a pity that most of those crazy believers have disappeared. They disappeared in groups around the magic eye, went to another world, and never came back.

At its peak, the expeditionary army of the demon world once had an army of tens of millions. If you count the demon dogs and other low-level demons that can be driven by high-level demons, this number must be added with a zero!

But now, the magnificent army no longer exists, and none of the elite demonic troops survives, so that many people have a crisis of faith.

Everyone still devoutly believes in the origin of magic, but they no longer believe in the means of "war". Many demons, especially the demons at the bottom, began to question that it was a mistake to start a war, at least it was a mistake to start a lost war.

"We don't need those enemies to attack us, as long as the sky starts to snow, these refugees will find a way to rush into the city and eat everything they can eat." The thin soldier looked down at his fellow clansmen below the city wall and said worriedly.

"Let's take one step at a time... I heard from the strongest guys in the most advanced city that those aliens are so powerful that they can kill our soldiers from a long distance away." The strong demon is also worried, but he is worried , the weather has not turned cold, the enemy's attack will cover here.

He paused, thought of something, and then continued: "It was warm a few days ago, and these refugees can move in the wild... It's getting cold these days, even if we want to retreat, the weather won't allow it... "

"I hope that those damned enemies, like us, will be trapped in the same place by the cold, and wait for the weather to improve next year before acting." The thin demon prayed to the god he believed in, which is the origin of magic.

Just as he bowed his head in prayer, the burly demon looked up and saw a shooting star shining brightly. The strange meteor pierced the sky, and it became bigger and bigger in his perspective.

Then, hundreds of meters away from them, this meteor suddenly bloomed, like a brand new sun rising slowly in this world.

Before the burly demon could block the light that made him unable to open his eyes, the hot air vaporized his body. A huge heat wave spread, swallowing the city walls, buildings, and everything around.

On the distant mountain peak, some refugees who continued to walk east felt something, and turned their heads to look at the place they had passed by.

In the next second, they widened their eyes, because the familiar city has now turned into a huge steaming cloud...——

The second one is more delayed and will be delivered during the day tomorrow.