"Whew!" Recently, in the relatively quiet Alan Hill Satellite Command and Dispatch Center, a staff member on duty unscrewed a bottle of carbonated drink.

The dark brown liquid bubbles, tumbling and jumping, and looks so festive. The drink, called Coke, was an instant hit and is now a trendy drink that has taken Alley Hill by storm.

"Goo-dong...... Boom...... "The slightly chubby staff member poured half a bottle of Coke with a tilt of his neck, and then let out a refreshed moan: "Ah......h

He screwed the lid and glanced at the screen, seeing that one of the 10 scout satellites he managed was passing over the Eye of Magic, relaying real-time surveillance images.

"Demons?" He saw something different in the vicinity of the Magic Eye, which had been silent for a long time.

So, putting the Coke bottle aside in his hand, the staff member on duty framed the image near the Magic Eye with his mouse, magnified it tenfold and checked it again.

"Hey! It's really a demon force! After confirming that there was an invasion of demon troops, the staff member on duty immediately grabbed the phone next to him: "This is the combat readiness duty room of the satellite command and dispatch center...... Near the Eye of Magic in the Elven Old Lands, demons are reactivating...... Yes, yes......"

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In Seris, the royal city of the Iran Hill Empire, the most sacred palace of the Empire, a waiter quickly handed over a piece of information to Luther.

Luther knocked on Chris's door, and after getting permission, he pushed open the door, walked over to Chris, and handed the news he had just sent to His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, the news that has just been delivered...... Near the Magic Eye of the Elven Old Land, a demon has appeared. ”

"Oh?" Chris put down the report on infrastructure in the southern region in his hand, took the information from Luther, and looked down: "It's about the same as the estimate of the General Staff." ”

"It's bigger than you think...... The ground alert force has already confirmed. Luther answered softly.

"I hope this kind of thing will happen less and less in the future." Chris placed the information in an inconspicuous corner of the table and instructed Luther, "Since everything has a plan, let them follow the plan." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Luther bowed slightly and withdrew.

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In the strike control center of the Staff of the Celestials, an officer walked up to the general in charge of commanding the Staff of the Gods with the authorization document and presented the document to the other party: "The authorization code is dictated by His Majesty the Emperor, you can make a call." ”

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" The general raised his chin when the other party mentioned His Majesty the Emperor, stood up and replied, "Everything is ready to be launched at any time!" ”

"Long live Iran Hill!" The officer also stood in a straight salute, turned around very standardly, and left the spacious headquarters.

"Start the launch process now!" The general handed the authorization document to his men, then turned around and grabbed the phone hanging on the wall: "This is the strike control center of the Celestial Staff weapon system, pick up His Majesty the Emperor...... Yes, yes, got it...... The attack begins immediately! ”

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and looked at the few operators sitting on the console next to him: "Let's start...... Target: Elven Oldlands Magic Eye ......"

"Yes!" Several operators stood up and saluted, and then began to pound on the keyboard, the nice click of their fingers on the keyboard, indicating that the Grim Reaper was sharpening his scythe.

In space, on a huge satellite deployed in synchronous orbit, the automatic operating system is woken up by remote control. Several power-on lights come on and the computer starts working.

Then, the heavy machinery began to turn, the huge chain rolled up, and a huge metal pillar carved with a magic array was pushed inside the launcher by the mechanical arm.

It doesn't require very high acceleration or a flashy launch, and it can be used to complete the fatal blow by using a little boost, plus the gravitational acceleration of Alan Siris's own.

Because of the existence of magic, it does not need a lot of mass, nor does it need enough volume to cope with the friction consumption of the atmosphere, this pillar will be protected by a magic array around it, reducing friction, and finally achieving a very good attack effect.

This attack is controllable and very precise. The biggest difference between it and the Great Fall is that this weapon, which is called the Celestial, has much less destructive power in the future.

"I sometimes don't understand why we have a more powerful three-phase bomb, and what we need to do to develop this space-based weapon...... A young officer looked at the synchronous orbiting Celestial satellite, which was finally adjusting its launch attitude on the computer screen, and asked his boss in a low voice.

The boss standing next to him lowered his voice and explained: "The difference is like finding a mosquito at home, and you have many choices on how to kill this mosquito. ”

He gave a vivid example: "The more effective way is that you slap it with your hand, so that your hand hurts, it's like fighting a demon with an ordinary soldier, and the loss is inevitable, which is very unpleasant." ”

Then he continued: "Attacking with powerful nuclear weapons is like using pesticides in your own home, although it is effective, but no one wants to make a house full of choking smells, and they have to worry that the pesticides are toxic and affect their bodies." ”

"The Staff of the Celestials is different, it works, and it is environmentally friendly, there is no radioactive contamination, it is like having a fly swatter, it only takes one precise touch, and the mosquito will be crushed......" Finally, with a smug expression on his face, he talked about the "new toy of the Celestials" that is now working.

"With it, at least on this planet, no one can disobey His Majesty the Emperor anymore!" Finally, the general, with a little pride, summed up.

"I really hope that we can have such weapons in the Demon Realm!" The young officer sighed.

"There will be, perhaps, there will be a more powerful weapon than this weapon, maybe." The general saw that on the monitor, the metal cylinder representing the sanction had detached from the satellite and rushed towards the target along the predetermined trajectory, and said casually.

"Elven Old Land...... All the land will be turned over...... Then, we just need to use a rake to find the remains of demons in the soft dirt - like a child looking for shells on the beach. The leader of the general gave a beautiful but out of place analogy with his hands behind his back.

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It's about to be the New Year.,Things at home are messy.,Update the dragon spirit as much as possible.,But the time can only be random.,Bear with me.,I'm sorry.。