No matter what the world you are in, war will not be as rosy as one might think. This thing itself has nothing to do with romance, cruelty and despair are the main theme.

Of course, for the victorious powers, the war may be more beautiful, at least this beauty, under the decoration and dressing, dressed in a romantic coat, appears in front of everyone.

And at this moment, Erit looked at Bellevy in front of him, and finally realized what earth-shattering changes had taken place in the mortal empire in the more than three hundred years he had lived in seclusion.

"The gods are above...... Oh my God...... "When he saw the crater about the size of a lake, and when he actually saw the center of Bailivi, which had become a lake because of the seepage of groundwater and rainwater, he finally realized what it meant to "not exist".

In a sense, it's really the same thing that the officer from Ellan Hill said: just literally.

Even after reconstruction, this place is still like hell. Countless corpses and relics have been found, and the ruins are full of signs of collapse.

The original tall magic towers have now mostly been transformed into the shape of chimneys. The top building had been destroyed, shattered, and the rest of the tower was no different from the massive chimney of Ellan Hill.

The gardens that used to be beautiful are now uncared for, plants have taken over the open space, and some daily necessities scattered here are a record of the past glory of this place.

Fine silverware was scattered in the half-collapsed house, and the owner's clothes fell out of the cupboard and piled on the floor unattended.

Most of these abandoned buildings are scattered on the edge of the city, and the core of the city is now just a huge lake. Moreover, it is a regular, round lake.

A filthy doll is left on the ground, not knowing if its owner is still alive in this world. Because of the wind and rain, this doll has long lost its original clean appearance, its body is covered with mud, and one of the eyes on its face has been delineated.

Eric looked down and reached out to pick up the doll, but was stopped by Officer Iran Hill next to him: "You'd better not do this, Mr. Erit. ”

"Why?" He withdrew his hand and looked at Officer Irlanhill behind him, who had followed him on a tour of the New Bellevy.

"Our engineer corps reminded us that if we entered Belvi, we were not to touch anything. If you must touch it, you must wear gloves and keep it as short as possible. The officer explained.

"Something poisonous here? Your attacks give things poison? Eritt asked, frowning, staring at the unattended doll on the ground.

"I don't know exactly how it works, you know, I'm not an expert on that. But I know that if you do what you do, you won't have a problem, and that's how we make sure it works. The officer replied.

"It's a good habit...... I want to know, do you know what happens when you touch something here? Eritt didn't take his eyes off the doll and continued to ask.

"Lately, if you are careful and wear gloves, you won't have any problems, but about a month ago, if you entered Belvi, you would have paid a terrible price." The officer of Ellan Hill continued to reply.

He had been ordered to accompany the wizard on his visit to Bellevy, and it was his mission not to let the magician run around here, or to prevent him from continuing deeper into the hinterland of Ellanhill.

As for the radiation problem of nuclear weapons, this is not a secret thing, and he can know everything - in fact, he is not a professional, and he actually knows very little knowledge, it is all some popular science from the military, and some explanations in the combat regulations.

"At what cost?" Eritt finally took his eyes off the doll and looked at the officer.

"......" pointed at Eric's back, and the officer of Iran Hill answered the other man's question with a single gesture.

Following the direction pointed by the officer's finger at Iran Hill, Eritt looked up at the endless grave, and some people were walking with their heads bowed in it.

Erritt had just seen the cemetery as he walked along, and he thought it was for the victims of a nuclear attack. At this moment he looked there in horror, realizing that he seemed to have misthought many questions.

So he coughed and asked awkwardly, "You mean, didn't these people die from what you call that nuclear attack?" ”

"Of course not." Officer Elanhill shook his head and said, "These people are all officers and soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire who entered here to save people after the explosion. Within a few days, they were all dead. ”

"This is really a weapon of the devil...... After the attack, it was possible to prevent the enemy from entering and rescuing the wounded......"

"Actually, there's nothing to salvage." The officer of Alan Hill shrugged his shoulders and said, "We have been counting here for more than 30 days, and the number of dead people who can be found is only about 230,000 people......

"......" Eritt felt that he was no longer willing to say anything, 230,000 people, which was almost enough for him to kill to exhaustion.

"There have been no accurate statistics on the population of Belivi before, and it is estimated to be around 1.3 million. After this explosion, we took in about 350,000 refugees, that is...... More than 600,000 people we haven't found yet. The officer of Ellan Hill said briefly.

He is in charge of some of the rescue work here, so he knows many of the locals well: "There are many people who are destined not to be counted, people who know them die with them, and there are no survivors left in their families." ”

"We estimate that about 300,000 people were wiped out in an instant, and their bodies, clothes, and places they once lived completely disappeared from this world, so we have no way to count them." When the officer said this, he was also a little depressed, and there was no smile on his face.

"IMHO, such a weapon should not be in this world." Hearing everything the officer said, Eritt sighed depressedly.

"You may be right, but I'm convinced we're right." The officer of Iran Hill pointed to the tents that stretched to the sky farther away, and said, "At least we have no intention of oppressing the magicians. ”

A few small children ran past them, shouting to avoid the officer's uniform. They had an instinctive awe for these adults in the Iran Hill uniform.

The two men walked step by step to the cemetery, where the stone monument made of broken stone blocks of the building had some simple names.

Because they were made by local survivors, most of the carvings are crooked, with some having a simple number underneath a once vivid name, and some not having a number.

"Hilton, 27"

"Knight Captain Powell, 31, died 2 days after the rescue began."

"John"

"Leo, 21 years old"

"Allen"

"Kudesky"

From the tombstones, which were either broken one by one, or simply a stone step, Errit seemed to see young and vivid faces.

"I have no right to comment on anything, because I know that it was the magicians who started this war." Errit stopped at a stone monument with a wreath on it, and reached out to touch the stone monument but stopped in mid-air: "But please remember these costs and cherish peace." ”

"Yes, I think, we will." The officer from Iran Hill nodded, every time he came here, he had some spiritual insights.

However, after a moment's pause, he looked up with a smile and looked at Erit: "If we have a future." ”

Yes, if there is a future - the war of demons has begun, but there is no sign of unity within humanity. They are still fighting a world war, and half of humanity is still fighting for demons.

The war waged by the puppet empire continues to this day, and some parts of the Holy Demon Empire are still resisting Iran Hill's forces.

Revenge and killing are far from over, and the native of Irlanhill, which was not threatened by any war, now has to face the attack of demons.

"There will be, believe me, there will be!" Erit's gray beard trembled slightly, and he said firmly to the mortals in front of him: "You have to believe that there is such a group of magicians, they are not tempted by magic, they still stick to their hearts, and contribute their strength to this world. ”

……

A battleship with barbs on its side crashed into the docks of the fortified city of Irlanhill Ferry, shattering the surface of the pier with a massive impact and twisting and damaging the ship's hull.

The sturdy demon soldier jumped from the towering side of the ship, his feet firmly on the ground, and there was a muffled thud.

Then, behind him, more demon soldiers jumped off the battleship, kicked away the corpses of the Iran Hill soldiers lying at their feet, and raised their weapons.

"Long live the Origin of Magic! The whole army marches! We don't leave a living mouth! The long sword held in the hand of the demon officer at the head slashed forward and gave the order to attack.

Immediately after, countless demon soldiers raised their shields, lined up in a neat phalanx, and rushed towards the dock barricades that had been blown beyond recognition by the magic cannons.

"Into the city! Leave no mouth alive! The demons shouting slogans crossed the officer and moved forward step by step, their heavy armor crashing against each other with a loud sound.

On the defensive position like ruins, a black eagle flag full of holes was fluttering stubbornly......