In another corner of the world, in Berjost, the capital of the Bameihil Empire, on the stinking streets, several demon soldiers were sitting together and tearing a bloody thigh.

Another poor family became the devil's meal, and such a sight appeared almost every day on the streets of Berjost.

The city guards were nervous one by one, all they could do was to take care of their families and ensure their absolute safety, and the rest of the things were completely out of their minds.

Everywhere there was a bleak scene, and behind the silence was a deep despair. The rule of the devil has turned this place into a real hell.

With the exception of a few privileged classes, everyone has become a ration for the devil, and every day when they go out, they pray that they will not be eaten, and this life makes everyone here live on thin ice.

There are more and more thoughts of hoping that Iran Hill's troops will come over, and many people have gathered in secret, hoping that other human empires can fight here and liberate them.

"Whew!" Fanning his fleshy wings, still handsome but with a distorted expression on his face, Saluks made his way through the depressed streets and rushed into the palace of the Bameihir Empire in one go.

"Your Highness!" Several succubi guarding the palace saw Prince Saluks and immediately bowed their heads and saluted.

Prince Saluks didn't look at those beautiful faces at all, and walked straight to the place that belonged to His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, and sat down.

"Your Highness! On your orders, we are mobilizing Noraxon...... For your safety, let's go ahead and retreat. The subordinates bowed their heads and admonished.

"Even the Franno River Line was abandoned? That would mean we're giving up most of Bagmeihir to the damned Irlanhill! Taking the wine glass handed over by the succubus beside him, Salux drank all the blood in the cup and said coldly.

"Your Highness, wait for Noraxson to arrive, and then we will regroup...... In addition, the second prince will also rush to ...... When that time comes......," the subordinate continued to suggest.

"Don't mention that bastard to me!" Salux interrupted the other party's words, threw the wine glass in his hand at the other party's feet and smashed it to pieces: "Saruhis, that bastard! Let him come! Come to the human and suffer a big loss, and he will know why I am so embarrassed! ”

"But you're right, I'm not afraid of running out of firewood, since he is willing to come over and take over such a mess, of course I'm willing to give it to him!" Saluks sneered, and then motioned for someone to help him bring a new cup: "Let him come!" Let him come! Hmph, hum, hum. ”

"Then, Your Majesty, the Frannor River Line...... ...... exactly," his men asked, puzzled. Don't say that he didn't think of it at this time, even if he really thought of it, he had to let Salux say it himself, this is the way to be an official.

"Otherwise, you are a bunch of fools, and I am the wise Prince!" Salux felt that it was very comforting for him to dump the pot on Salusis, and he was willing to say a few words to his men when he was in a good mood.

He looked at the smiling faces, and the conceited energy seemed to return to him: "Why should we give up the Flanor River Line?" We demons didn't come to this world to be good. ”

As he spoke, he commanded several demon generals, "Pass my orders!" Let the troops no longer have to be disciplined! ”

It's something he's wanted to do for a long time, but hasn't had time to do. Before, he needed to rely on these humans to help, but now that the battlefield has collapsed to such an extent, he doesn't have to worry about any reputation.

Anyway, for demons, they don't have to worry about anything other than the constraints given by the magic source. Maybe they don't dare to mess around in the puppet empire, but in Bameishire, they don't have any taboos.

"Your Highness, you are really wise...... We've been waiting for this order for a long time. The smile on the face of a strong demon general turned hideous, and he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and opened his mouth in praise.

The other demon generals also began to praise Saluks for his intelligence and strength—as long as they could kill as they pleased, they would be a great boss worthy of praise.

"Let's go and give the order to eat everyone here! In this way, we can use their flesh and blood to raise more demon warriors! A demon general excitedly responded to Salux's order, turned around and walked out.

Saluks took another new wine glass from the succubus beside him, and drank the blood from the glass, the corners of his red mouth looking strangely bright.

"Iran Hill! Even if you can beat me! You can only take a graveyard from me...... I'll turn this place into a scorched earth, a barren land with nothing! Wait! This world, after all, still belongs to our demons! He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, narrowed his eyes and said fiercely.

Just as all the demons began to cheer that they could "collect food" on the spot, the door of the main hall was pushed open from the outside.

King Bamyhir VII walked in in a panic, with a group of fat or bejeweled ministers.

He staggered when he entered the door, and ran in front of Salux, groveling and begging for mercy: "Your Highness! Your Highness! Your Highness Salukus! His Royal Highness Saluks...... Your troops are out of restraint, they are killing, killing people everywhere......"

Saluks looked at these humble mortals with interest, a contemptuous smile on his lips.

He ordered him to let him in, because he wanted to have some fun and relieve his embarrassment about his successive defeats.

The demons standing behind Saluks couldn't stop laughing when they looked at these humans who didn't know the situation.

"I have given the order to take over all the regions, gather all my forces, and fight to the death with Elanhil...... So, your empire must contribute its strength to the victory over our common enemy. Saluks was very official, and in fact he didn't plan to let these muddy bugs go.

"Pick up, take over? Your Highness! Your Highness, we didn't say good...... Didn't you promise us......"

"Of course I'm talking, you're still the emperor here, it's just ...... I need 10 million humans for food right now...... You can issue an order to bring these people to support my army......" Saluks laughed grimly.

Hearing this terrible order, Emperor Bameihir VII was so frightened that he was covered in a cold sweat, he did not dare to disobey Saluks, but he did not dare to give such an order to destroy humanity, so he could only stand on the spot.

He and these ministers spent all day drinking, entangled with beautiful succubi, and now they turned their faces coldly, and he didn't know what to do.

Some of the human generals who were following behind them could see that these demons were planning to turn their faces at this time, and they reached out to touch the long sword on their waists, but their necks were immediately broken by the demons behind them.

The sound of these generals falling to the ground alarmed Emperor Bameihir VII in front of him, and when he saw the dead man, he immediately shuddered, ready to save his life first, and then think about anything else.

However, what he didn't know was that even his idea, Saluks was no longer willing to give him a chance to realize it.

"The Origin of Magic is ready to descend and rule the world...... But you humans don't know what to do, so you rebel...... Now, you must pay the price for your stupidity! With a slight flip of his palm, a flame enveloped the fat body of Emperor Bameihir VII.

"Now...... Die! Over here...... will be a new Devil's City! Saluks clenched his fist, and the flames screamed, completely incinerating Bameihir VII to ashes.

The room was filled with pleas for mercy, cries, and screams, and every demon was slaughtering these high-ranking members of the Bameihir Empire in gold and silver.

And outside the main hall of this palace, countless demonic forces scattered and began to search for humans in the streets and alleys. They kill with the weapons in their hands, tear with sharp claws, and bite with mouthfuls of sharp teeth...... Leaving only a blood-stained world.

On this day, the demon army bloodied Berjost, the capital of the Bmeishir Empire. It was also on this day that a large-scale upheaval broke out in the Bameishir Empire, and countless people began to flee their homeland and flee north to escape from the demons.

In the midst of the chaos, countless civilians died in this massacre, and the number of later generations is mostly only estimated. However, in the canonical history of the empire of Irlanhill, the catastrophe records the death of 21 million people and the displacement of 45 million in the Bameihir region.

It is generally accepted that this figure is not exaggerated, and there may even be some incomplete statistics – even more exaggerated, with some claiming that the disaster directly caused 70 million deaths and forced more than 120 million people to displace.

However, no matter how many people die in this disaster, it is true that these people will never be resurrected.

The whole of the Bameishir region is in shambles, with smoke and fighting everywhere. There are human forces that resist, and there are demonic armies that kill people and set fires. With a casual order from Salucus, destruction began here.

Ten days later, the main force of Elanhill crossed the Rudono River and occupied the southern bank of the river. A day later, the mechanized troops advanced to the inaccessible Vatilsa Fall Zone, occupying all the nearby areas.

The news that the million-strong army had moved south to save countless civilians who had fled north, and that the demons had begun to massacre humanity on a large scale also spread to Iran Hill with these refugees.

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Today's two shifts, rest and recuperate, continue to make up for the change.