Seven Hundred and Eighty Myths and Legends

The demon's relatively strong physique prevented the poor demon soldier from dying immediately. His internal organs had been crushed and his bones broken, but he did not die immediately.

Because his head hadn't been stepped on just now, and even most of the upper body was still there, so he could only breathe greedily, and then spit out pathetic black blood.

He still died, because no matter how strong his vitality was, he couldn't hold on to this serious injury for a long time.

Not to mention that the devil does not have good medical conditions, even if it did, it would be impossible to save such a wounded person—what's more, he is still on the battlefield, and on a battlefield where the devil is routing, it is impossible for him to be treated, not even a helper None of the people!

The huge body of UIPA-1 moved forward steadily on the battlefield, and its huge feet stepped on the corpses of demons and earth dragons, making creaking sounds.

These behemoths have no intention of turning back, because behind them, there are more UIPA-1 ultimate individual power armors moving forward.

Because of the incorporation of human spiritual power or soul, the walking posture of these steel behemoths is very natural. They are like real giants one after another, rampant on the battlefield.

And the enemy they faced was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at this time.

These demons are like the Polish cavalrymen who rushed to the German tanks in 1939 in the civilization of the earth. They are helpless and desolate, writing the last courage of the devil with their own flesh and blood.

"For... the origin of magic!" A thin demon stood up, his long sword glowing with magic.

In the next second, he was overwhelmed by ammunition, and he was beaten into a pile of pieces of meat without even using a magic defense barrier.

Because of the intense firepower, his body became incomplete during the fall, his bones were shattered and his muscles were torn apart, and his whole body seemed to be chopped into pieces by a sharp blade.

The generation gap between the two sides is too huge, so huge that there is not even a single fluke. Alan Hill's UIPA-1, to these demons, is just like the Devil Terminator facing ordinary humans, like a god.

"If any of them can survive this war, then these demons will only need to worship one god from now on." A general stared at the screen on a simple stand on a distant hillside.

This is a temporary command post, and a row of computers displays computer images captured by many cameras.

The drones on the battlefield vividly present the images of the entire battlefield in front of all commanders. They can monitor the status of all the mechas and issue various instructions to all the mechas in a timely manner.

"Yes, their future myths and legends will be the same as ours in the past, with more fear and awe." The adjutant standing beside the general nodded and said.

Back then, there were many magical myths and legends, legends about the invasion of hundreds of dragon knights, and legends about the king being burned to ashes by magicians because of his rebellion.

At that time, all mortals trembled under the wings of the dragon knight, and all the dignitaries knelt before the magician.

Now, at this moment, myths and legends will spread among the survivors of the demons with the war: they will fear the Iron Giants, and those iron monsters that fly in the sky!

These demons will also kneel down in front of mortals, or in front of human beings, offer their prayers devoutly, ask for anything, and treat every human being as a god.

"When we kill the source of magic, everything here will belong to His Majesty the Emperor!" Looking at the several demons struggling to stand up from the mountain of corpses in the sea of ​​blood on the screen, the leading general sneered and said.

As his words fell to the ground, those demons were enveloped by the dense rain of fire. Before they even had time to struggle, they were completely wiped out of this world.

To be honest, he still admires these demons who dare to attack UIPA-1 ultimate individual power armor. At least they are qualified soldiers, willing to use their own lives to perform mortal missions.

It's a pity that such demons are becoming less and less in the demon army. Almost all of their real soldiers have been lost, and the remaining troops have even shaken their beliefs.

"At this time, I feel that some demons can be left behind." The adjutant looked at the corpses of demons on the computer screen that were almost as small as the minced meat in the meat grinder, and said with emotion.

"Oh?" The general squinted at his adjutant. He didn't know that his adjutant had a tendency to sympathize with the devil.

The adjutant knew that he might have been misunderstood, so he continued, "If we don't leave some demons behind, who will pass on our mythology?"

I rely on... brother, what you said is so reasonable, I am speechless! The general took another look at his adjutant, and felt that his subordinate was very talented and understood his own mind very well.

"If some demons are left behind, I would prefer...to keep these brave ones." After divergent thinking was opened, the general who commanded the battle also began to often think of the future where the troops he commanded became legends among the enemies.

This is a kind of surreal pleasure, which makes him feel more comfortable than going home and lingering with his newly married concubine—a man hopes to conquer his opponent, and then let his opponent live in an infinite life after getting up every day in fear.

Of course, the thrill of conquering the brave is completely different from beating those traitors. A real man wants to conquer the most powerful enemy. Conquering the poor and weak cannot prove his own strength.

"Let the troops move on! We will encircle all the demon troops close to the front line in one day! Destroy their mobile power and disintegrate the opponent's counterattack ability!" After a short period of imagination, the general returned to his position. Gently ordered.

The officer in charge of assigning tasks nodded slightly, and then typed a line of commands on the computer, and all the commands were conveyed to the combat soldiers.

These soldiers sleeping in their mechs observed the whole world through the eyes of UIPA-1. They saw a translucent order appearing in the lower left before them, and then they began to accelerate and took their steps forward.

"Dang bang, dang bang..." Accompanied by the sound of metal knocking and friction, a huge ammunition supply vehicle followed behind these UIPAs, and behind them was an energy supply vehicle, and a radar vehicle responsible for vigilance, responsible for air defense The missile launch vehicle...

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