"Icepick!" In the face of the flames, an aging magician stretched out his arm and chanted ice magic, causing a huge ice pick to rush towards the dancing flames.

Then, these icicles melted and evaporated in the flames, but they also reduced the number of tumbling flames.

However, the flames, which had only dropped a few heights, climbed back to their previous heights after a second, and even flew higher and beat more violently.

Just holding this line of defense to extinguish the fire, the old magician was already a little tired, he glanced at the puppet soldiers who kept clapping the tools in their hands at the flames, and shook his head helplessly.

The terrible fire in front of us has spread for thousands of kilometers and has been burning for more than ten days, and it has not been extinguished at all.

The devouring fire ignited by Iran Hill has turned into a complete disaster due to the unresponsiveness of the puppet empire.

More than 100 villages and towns were engulfed in flames, countless jungles were completely destroyed, and the entire territory of the puppet empire was filled with smoke and flames, and many fires were even connected together, forming a larger-scale sea of fire.

The fires continued to spread, destroying roads, blocking traffic, and even more terrifyingly, these fires also hoarded the puppet empire near the roads, and the supply depots next to the woodlands were also ignited.

These depots stocked up on the last remaining supplies of the puppet empire, including magic crystals that had been shipped in advance, as well as food, ammo, bedding, and thousands of golem supplies.

Without these things, the puppet empire would simply not be able to continue fighting. Having lost its production capacity and replenishment capacity, all that remains of the country is the low-fighting and improvised patchwork of troops on the front line.

"I'm afraid I can't hold it here...... Have all the supplies been transferred? The old mage gasped, looked at the more ferocious flames, shook his head and asked a high-ranking puppet behind him.

The more advanced puppet immediately spoke, and replied in its characteristic tone, "Your Excellency the Great Magician...... We've shipped all the supplies. The rest is already impossible to take. ”

Looking at the huge supply depot behind him, which seemed to have been built for a long time and had been carefully camouflaged, the old magician let out a long sigh and turned to leave the fire.

After he flew away, most of the remaining puppet soldiers also began to retreat, and they abandoned the land, leaving only some puppets who could not leave, responsible for covering the rapid transfer of other puppets.

Soon, the few puppets left behind were consumed by the flames that poured up, and they still worked meticulously in the flames, trying to extinguish the flames in front of them and fulfill the orders they had received.

However, the flames on their bodies soon burned off their arms, paralyzed their bodies, and finally the bodies of these puppets disappeared into the scorching flames.

The place in front of him is just one of too many places that the puppet empire has given up in the past ten days.

Alan Hill has destroyed so many puppet empires' transportation hubs and forests these days that many of the puppet empire's magicians have become numb to what they see.

Not far from where the old magician put out the fire, a paralyzed centipede city was empty.

The huge body was covered in the scars of the explosion, and the city was completely destroyed by Tomahawk cruise missiles and then ordinary bombs.

Many of the hard and slender centipede legs on both sides of Centipede City have been broken, and the remaining intact long legs are now hanging motionless on the side of the collapsed building as if they had lost their souls.

The people here are lucky, because the bombers that attacked here did not carry nuclear bombs, so it looks badly damaged, but in fact there is no real destruction, and there are not too many people lost......

Seeing that they were about to be engulfed by the fire, the people here abandoned their homes and embarked on a long road of escape.

Farther away, it was less fortunate that a larger centipede city was hit in the middle of its body by a nuclear weapon, and the damage was at least seventy percent or more. Except for some civilians at both ends of the war, most of the rest of the civilians died from the powerful explosion of the nuclear warhead.

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"Ghost Fog Forest...... Practically no more. In a similar situation, there are also the Whisper Forest, the Monty Python Forest, and the Dovinac Forest...... "Centipede City Brokland", the tallest centipede head in the city, on the huge magic tower, an officer of the puppet empire opened his mouth to report the statistics of the last few days.

The Ghost Mist Forest is exactly the same as he said, and it has basically been completely destroyed by the forest fire. The situation in some of the remaining forests is not rosy, with less than 30 percent of the trees remaining.

The top brass of the puppet empire now have to face a problem that makes them very depressed, and that is that their timber supply has really been cut off.

In the same way, it is not only the puppet empire's timber that has been cut off, but also countless roads, countless people, and countless puppet soldiers.

"We lost so much wood...... Has the production of puppets been seriously affected? Archmagister Telavish asked, sitting in his place.

The officer subconsciously flipped through the page of the report, and realized that he had made a mistake, so he turned back to the previous page and continued: "Yesterday, we only produced 3,000 puppet soldiers. ”

The fact that a huge puppet empire only produces so few puppets in a day makes Archmage Telvish's face even more difficult to look at.

What made him even more panicked was the next report. I only heard the officer continue to report: "Including the mines destroyed before, our losses have made us almost lose the ability to produce puppets. ”

"As it turned out, it seemed wise that we had previously let Burkelan move south to avoid a possible enemy attack." An old magician sitting beside the Grand Magister of Telavish said with great rejoicing.

Burkelan had been operating in the northern part of the puppet empire, but after the assault force of Iran Hill arrived near the Malen River, Burkelan avoided the bombardment by diverting to the southeast to avoid being attacked.

"What's so thankful that Brokeland has been saved...... We're now being nukeed! Dozens of mines have been lost......" The old magician, who was also wrinkled on the other side, spoke, dragging his voice in a long voice.

"Also, at least four cities were hit by nuclear bombs, and another six cities were paralyzed on the roads." He said as he looked at Tel Wish, who had an embarrassed expression.

As the Grand Magister of the puppet empire, his strength is on par with Tel Wishish, and his status has always been very detached, and this time he participated in such a meeting because the situation had deteriorated, and he had to come forward.

With these two equally powerful archmages in charge, the other mages finally had some voices to rebel against Telvish.

"We've lost most of our supply depots in the Northeast, and we've lost most of the supplies hoarded in these depots...... one of the mages continued, "and we've barely had any material replenishment capabilities since two days ago. ”

"Now, the questions we need to think about are, first, how do we deal with the growing number of refugees, how do we deal with the dilemma in front of us." The old magician, who was sitting next to the Grand Magister of Telavish, nodded and concluded.

"Second!" He held out a second finger and continued to ask, "Are we going to do something to take revenge on Iran Hill as a way to show our strength and make Ran Hill afraid to stop using nuclear bombs against us......

"Third, we need to think...... Do you want to continue to fight, with what to insist on this war with no chance of winning! ”

"What do you mean...... You want to hand me over as a war criminal and leave me at the disposal of Iran Hill? Telavish glanced at the old magician sitting next to him, and questioned dissatisfiedly.

The old magician snorted coldly, not saving any face for Tel Wishish: "This is all a mess you made, if it weren't for the face of the puppet empire, it wouldn't be impossible to hand over you......"

The old man sitting on the other side of Telavish immediately opened his mouth and said, "Okay! Don't talk about it anymore...... Now we have to think about how to end the war with Iran Hill as soon as possible. ”

Or...... At least, there is no way for Iran Hill to attack our puppet empire like this......" Finally, the old man summed up a few more words: "Everyone, if there is any good way, you can talk about it!" ”

There was a lot of discussion at the bottom, but no one was willing to stand up and give an opinion of their own. Now, everyone has begun to protect themselves, and at this time, stand up and offer advice, what is it if you are not a fool?

And so the silence continued, until Tel Wishh took the case, the archmagus felt betrayed by his men, who no longer held their vows.

So he roared, hysterical and full of resentment: "You now think that we must lose!" You're all thinking - let that Tel Wish Death - let's go! You're already planning to hand me over! It's just that you're still afraid of my strength and don't dare to do this! ”

He said that many people's minds were broken, so many people in the venue lowered their heads to hide their panicked eyes.

As Tel Avish roared, Elan Hill's Foreign Secretary, Stered, was sitting in front of Falai, the Elven Liaison Envoy, boasting about a "Puppet Northeast Vegetation Regeneration Plan......

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