On the blood-soaked position, an armored soldier fell to his knees and raised his sword horizontally above his head.

His once-held head was now lowered, as if he didn't want to be seen.

An Elanhill tank crawler swept past the armored soldier, and the grenadier who followed the tank lowered the sword to the ground with a bayonet.

"I surrender! Don't shoot! I give up! Beside the soldier who was kneeling on the ground and wearing armor, another soldier had lost an arm, and he also knelt on the ground, raising his only arm, and shouting desperately.

On the collapsed city wall, the royal banner of the Holy Demon Empire was in tatters, and it was spread out on the ground full of holes. Surrounded by fragmented corpses.

After holding out for more than 20 days, with no rescue soldiers outside and no food and grass inside, Fuzi City finally gave up resistance and raised the white flag.

After being surrounded, the hundreds of thousands of troops in the city tried to break through and hold their positions, but they did nothing, and were finally eaten away little by little, until today they are completely disintegrated.

In the end, less than 50,000 men were left in the army of more than 100,000 troops, and the consul of Balalair surrendered with more than 40,000 soldiers, and the remaining soldiers who were unwilling to surrender began to struggle for their own battles.

They fought in the ruins of the city, but because they had no organization and no scheduling, they suffered heavy losses, and in just one day, the remaining more than 10,000 people collapsed and surrendered, and the city of Fuzi was also in the hands of these rebellious armies, completely turned into a ruin.

And this is the last city controlled by the Holy Demon Empire, and the surrender here means that a huge magical empire that has existed for thousands of years has officially disappeared from this world.

The city lord's mansion, which has long been out of shape, was bombarded by cannons so that it was impossible to see the appearance, and the stone steps were full of soldiers who were unwilling to surrender and died here.

The magical soldiers were also littered with bottles of empty magic replenishment, as well as a few other, not-so-common magic devices.

On the edge of a huge crater, a young soldier of the Holy Demon Empire sat on the edge of the crater with a long sword in his hand, his head bowed like a corpse.

His body was covered with mud and blood, and on the corpse next to him, bean-sized flies were hovering around a corpse that had long since lost its breath, but he was not even in the mood to wave his hand to drive it away.

"Why? Why! I don't give in! Let me die, mortals! Seeing the soldiers of Irlanhill who were gathered around, behind the ruins not far behind the young man, a soldier wielding a long sword shouted and jumped.

The soldier's sword still burned with flames, and there was a faint magical defensive barrier on his body. But in the next second, the single-handed soldier was shrouded in tracer bullets and turned into a mutilated corpse.

The bloody helmet rolled down next to the young man sitting on the edge of the crater, still staring at the crater.

A few minutes ago, his country was gone. Although he did not want to admit it, it was his own order.

Originally, he was the officer who guarded here, but he had just succeeded him a few days ago - the previous officer had died in battle, and he was the only one among the remaining soldiers who could be regarded as a nobleman.

As a result, he was appointed commander of the force the day before Balalair's surrender, and then resolutely refused Balalaire's order to surrender the next day.

He didn't know what he had done wrong, he just didn't want to see his country disappear completely.

But one by one, his men were killed in battle, and one by one were crushed, which turned his persistence into a complete joke.

"Draw your sword! Mr! Throw it away! Then put your hands up and come over! "On the side of an M4 tank that was climbing, a soldier from Iran Hill commanded loudly with an STG-44 assault rifle and pointed a black muzzle at the young man sitting on the edge of the crater.

The young Holy Demon Empire officer got up from the side of the crater, slapped the dirt on his body twice, and then suddenly drew his long sword and put it across his neck: "I won't surrender!" ”

With that, the long sword slashed his slender neck, and blood spurted out, dripping down the inscription on the armor on his chest.

Two seconds later, the young man fell headlong into the crater, as if he had been lying on a grave of his choice.

At the same time as he fell, the royal flag of the Holy Demon Empire hanging on the City Lord's Mansion was thrown down and landed on the ruins full of corpses, and it was instantly dyed red.

In the basement of Seris City, light shone through a gap in Vivien's eyes. She felt as tired as if she hadn't slept for dozens of days, but she still shook her head and squinted curiously at the sisters around her.

The female puppet T800 with the smiley mask had also sat up at this time, and was curiously looking at her steel palm.

"I feel it! I feel it! It's amazing! The puppet's casting speed is even faster than mine! The female puppet sighed in shock, in Vivien's voice.

And here, Vivien rubbed her head, and finally remembered where she was, her eyes widened in disbelief: "Chris! You did it? ”

"It's not a difficult thing to do, success is inevitable." Chris smiled and helped Vivien put a pillow on her back, and the female puppet over there had already rolled over and got out of bed, beginning to adjust to her community.

"It's amazing." Vivien looked at her "clone", her big eyes flickered, with a hint of coquettishness and cuteness that she had just woken up: "Doesn't this mean that you can create such an army of god puppets without side effects?" ”

"How is it possible, the side effects are still very big." Chris shook his head and said, "At least, you've been very tired lately, and you're not suitable for high-intensity combat, so you have to recuperate enough and recover for a month." ”

"Report!" At this time, an officer walked in, stood up and saluted, stood behind Chris, and opened his mouth to report the latest news from the front: "This afternoon, the 2nd Army has attacked Fuzi, the Holy Demon Empire...... It doesn't exist anymore. ”

"Good!" Chris nodded, it was good news for him.

At this time, the puppet T800 No. 1 beside Chris suddenly walked up to Vivian's female puppet, bowed slightly and introduced himself: "Hello, beautiful lady, please allow me to introduce myself, I am Chris No. 1, can I make friends with you?" ”

"......" Chris covered his face in despair, not daring to look at Vivian's expression - the god puppet he created, and the skills of picking up girls seem to have been strengthened......

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Today is a short chapter to make up for yesterday...... I still owe you two more, the dragon spirit has a number, don't worry, you must pay it back!