"Princess Felicia, the Emperor of the Orlando Empire on the main continent, the youngest daughter of the most favored. Muria muttered softly, "Inherit the Imperial Throne." He likes to wear men's clothes and has a strong sense of justice.

She likes to use the wealth given by her father to sign an alliance with the excellent elite dragons of the dragon clan and form a long-term employment relationship, and because of the large number of dragons signed, she has won the title of the dragon princess. ”

"Heh, this little girl's brain hole is really big enough. Muria smiled helplessly, thinking back to what she had learned about the dragon princess from her, "How could the imperial princess of the main continent appear in Ionia?"

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"Your Highness, the city has been largely cleared of the undead, and all the surviving humans have gathered. Fiona, the slender old green dragon, reported to Muria, who was standing on the tower of the city gate.

"How many people are still alive in this city?" Murria stood on the city walls, staring at the white expanse outside the city—the ashes left after the Red Dragon Outlet burned the endless tide of necromancy outside the city.

"Nine thousand seven hundred and sixty-two. "The green dragon Fiona gave a very accurate number, preparing the extremely old green dragon who has already begun to learn spells, calculating the population or something, it is too simple, and the spiritual power can be swept away.

"How many people were there in your city?" Muriyah looked at the two siblings who were supporting the Dark Knight beside her.

In order to restore her father and keep the soul fire from dissipating, Olena, a noble lady, used a brute force of an ox on herself, and then dragged the dark knight wearing armor more than 300 pounds up the city wall.

Because outside the city wall, there are countless low-level undead existence, for endless years, I don't know how many creatures are buried under the earth, under the top spells of the undead system, under the call of the undead natural disaster, these bones that should be slowly rotting in the earth have all come back to life.

However, these awakened undead had almost been slaughtered by the Red Dragon Outlets at this time, and countless soul fires that had lost their carriers floated in the air and slowly overflowed in the air.

Olena dragged her father to the city wall for the sake of these low-level soul fires that were dying......

Hearing Muria's question, Olena hadn't answered yet, and the Dark Knight, who was devouring the low-level undead fire like a long whale sucking water, and had no worries about dying, answered Muria's question: "There are more than 234,000 resident residents in Cecil City, and if you add the floating population, there should be 300,000 people. ”

"Three hundred thousand. Hearing the number given by the undead Lord Cecil, Muria pursed her lips, "There are less than 10,000 survivors now. ”

"Bastard!" The Dark Knight, whose soul fire had been firmly established, heard Muria's words, and an unprecedented anger appeared, and he slammed his fist on the battlements of the city wall, countless cracks spread under his fist, reaching the ground, "Why should my people suffer such a calamity?"

"It's not just your territory that has been attacked by the Lich. Muria glanced at the Dark Knight, who nearly knocked down a wall with a single punch, "All the cities of your Bavarian kingdom are suffering the same as you. If nothing else, from now on, you will be the nobles of the dead country. ”

"We're a dead nobleman now!" Olena and the little boy Balk froze, "What the hell is going on?"

"The Kingdom of Bavaria has been chosen by the Council of Necromancy, and two days ago, the capital of your kingdom was breached. Muria briefly described what had happened and made them understand what had happened to them.

"How could you choose our Bavarian Kingdom?" Olena looked at Cecil City, which had become a ruin, with reluctance and anger, "There are nearly a hundred human kingdoms in Erathia and thousands of principalities, how could you choose my country?"

"Although there is less than a one percent chance, as long as there is a Necromantic Council, then every hundred years there will inevitably be a nation that will perish, that's for sure. Muria's tone was flat, "It's not surprising that your country was chosen this time. ”

"Why is the Necronomicon Council so cruel? My country, with hundreds of millions of people, so many people, they want to kill them all? What are they for? Is it to satisfy their desire to kill?" the young girl Olena looked at Muria with tears in her eyes, asking him for answers.

Hearing the girl's question, the dark knight on the side also moved his gaze to Muria, and he also wanted to know, what was the purpose of the Necromantic Council's hundred years of annihilation?

After all, he was doing a good job as his earl at home, but calamity fell from the sky, and he didn't have time to react and prepare at all. He destroyed everything he had, and even turned himself into such a ghost.

"Collect cannon fodder!" Muria exhaled, closed her eyes, and slowly spat out four words.

"What?" said Olena with a blank look.

"In a hundred years, the cannon fodder of the Necromantic Council is about to run out, and the act of destroying the country is to collect cannon fodder again. ”

Muria kept her face on her face and told the truth that was extremely cruel to the people of the Kingdom of Bavaria.

In fact, when he asked the Golden Dragon Imperial Sister about the purpose of the Necromantic Council's century-old annihilation, he was also stunned for a long time.

When he learned the news, Muria realized the cruel side of the world of Erathia, and the law of the jungle was vividly revealed.

A top force, in order to replenish the loss of cannon fodder, can slaughter the city and destroy the country with impunity. The hundreds of millions of people in the Terran Kingdom are just a stubble of leeks in their eyes. Every once in a while, a wave of harvest comes.

"How can this be?" Hearing Muria tell the reason why they suffered such a bad luck, the girl Olena turned a dull face, and the soul fire of the Dark Knight on the side also trembled violently, representing his excited emotions.

"Why can't this be?" asked Muria.

"Why can such an evil organization as the Necronomicon Council always exist?" the young girl Olena muttered, "Why don't our ten Terran empires join forces to destroy this kind of organization?"

"Because the Necromantic Council's goal will always be only human principalities and kingdoms, and will never provoke your Terran ten empires, you don't have to expect them to make a move. ”

"There are so many principalities and kingdoms, why don't you join forces to fight against this evil organization? One country can't do it, what about ten countries, what about a hundred countries?"

"Girl, do you know what the range of the necromantic gray mist above your head is?"

"......" the tear-stained girl shook her head.

"These gray fogs cover all the territory of your kingdom, but they are limited to the kingdom of Bavaria, and not a single trace of gray fog will drift beyond the borders of your kingdom of Bavaria!

When the grey fog clears, a virtually uninhabited kingdom will appear on Ionia. ”