On the side of the "Buzz ......" Storm Islands, in a calm sea, with a strange loud noise, a space in the air twisted without warning.

Within a second, this distorted space was rapidly enlarged, and even some of it crashed into the seawater, directly shattering and cutting the surface of the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the boiling sea rolled up a huge wave and spread out in all directions, as if it were a calm lake, stirred up by a stone.

"Boom!" A huge explosion broke through the distorted void, as if it had spanned thousands of years, and as if it had transcended the distance of millions of light years, and a stream of air from another world poured into the demon realm from the light that had begun to stabilize.

Then, the bow of a cold, sharp battleship cut through the still-restless sea, and then a flagpole with a black golden eagle flag broke in.

Inside the bridge, General Bakalov, with his hands behind his back and his chin held high, stared at the unknown sea, and complained to the adjutant behind him without looking back: "If Your Majesty had told me earlier that he could lead me to counterattack the Demon Realm, I would have surrendered a long time ago." ”

The adjutant behind him pursed his lips, and didn't answer the sentence with a look of disbelief - I told you earlier, you have to believe it too.

Bakalov didn't seem to look back, he could guess what his adjutant was, and continued to talk to himself: "You should know what kind of temper I had when I was an archon in the Holy Demon Empire in the early years when I was an archon in Veronsa. ”

The reputation of "Grumpy Bakalov" is not well deserved, he was also a notoriously ruthless general when he suppressed the Arrant Empire and the Dosen Empire in his early years.

Who would have thought that in less than a hundred years, he would be sent to Ferry City to be an archon, and he would work for more than two years?

Later, when the navy was expanded, he was assigned to the further east as the commander of the navy, and he has been under Lawnes, conscientiously achieving the hot position of deputy commander-in-chief of the navy.

He is not lying, as a magician who knows the truth of the world, Bakarov is naturally hostile to the demons, and his ancestors have also been recruited to the Eye of Magic to participate in the crusade against the demons.

Now, as a descendant of the fallen sorcerer ancestors, Bakalov has invaded the Demon Realm. He could finally proudly say to his ancestors who had fallen near the Magic Eye, "I am the Admiral of Ellan Hill!" I've done what countless magicians have dreamed of but never done! ”

"Left full rudder!" He gave the order loudly, and the huge nuclear-powered battleship flexibly deflected to the right on the surface of the sea, giving way to more positions.

On the other side of this battleship, an even larger battleship rode the wind and waves and rushed into the Demon Realm. Along with these huge battleships entering the Demon Realm were more destroyers, cruisers.

And above the heads of these naval warships, a huge figure blocked the sunlight overhead.

The Sky No. 1 Floating Battleship quietly flew into the Demon Realm, and the Magic Guide Electromagnetic Cannon in front of it was pointing majestically into the distance.

"Report!" Inside Angcharre's royal command car, an officer stood up and saluted and reported to General Madias, who had a band-aid on his forehead: "Telegram from Seris! The fleet has arrived. ”

"I can't wait." Madias grinned, pressed her longsword and walked to the live map, looking at the dense array of friendly identification signals that appeared near the edge of the map.

"If they had come earlier, there might have been nothing wrong with us." Madias's adjutant still had his arm on his chest, and said with some schadenfreude: "But they are too late, and only the scraps are left to burn cold." ”

"You're right, they only have leftovers." The old general Madias laughed: "The revenge of the demon attack on my headquarters still has to be avenged by my own hands." ”

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"Don't do it." Aresia, who had pressed all the troops in her hands, sat in her place and listened to the reports of her subordinates.

She felt a powerful force, tearing back the otherwise stable space. This force can't hide from a master of her level, and this power that is strong enough to tear through the void is obviously not her reinforcements.

Since it is not her ally, it must be an enemy from the Magic Continent! The enemies in front of her have made her helpless, and now there are some more unknown factors, and this battle is indeed as she said, almost "impossible".

The demon forces scattered on various islands basically did not have any news feedback. In terms of information aggregation and processing, the gap between the demon and Alan Hill is already greater than the gap in their combat effectiveness.

Here, Aresia is fighting blindfolded, and the old general Madias of Elanhill is almost wearing a plug-in with the map fully lit.

Even if the nuclear bomb interfered with some communications, the battlefield communication rockets with strong signals that roared into the air every few minutes ensured the battlefield communications of the Iran Hill troops with the luxury of being more expensive than the sky.

On the front, the demon forces of the whole army collided with the magic armies of the dragons and elves. After taking over the human forces, these impatient coalition forces of the Magical Continent fought a hearty battle.

A giant dragon is wreaking havoc on the battlefield, countless archmages, magisters, and archmages are floating in the sky, and the demon generals facing each other are completely inferior in terms of quantity and quality.

"What it tastes like to fail...... It's really uncomfortable. Aresia rose from her position and walked down the steps with a voluptuous catwalk.

"Launch all the demonic missiles in reserve...... All who can go to the front must take up arms......" she commanded as she walked, "Fight here to the end!" Because you have no chance of escaping! ”

"Yes! The subordinates must fight to the death! All the demon generals knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in a deep response.

"All that remains is to wait, for our battle flag to be planted on the enemy's head...... Or, the enemy's butcher's knife, cut off your heads! She walked out of the hall without looking back at the dying men.

It wasn't until the demon king walked out of the hall that the demon generals who were kneeling on the ground stood up. They looked at each other, and then they dispersed, taking with them what they could find, for their final death throes.

They didn't know that at least 300 kilometers away from them, a fleet hovering in the sky, with countless electromagnetic guns, was already aiming here.