On a plain, a three-eyed hare seemed to be frightened by something, and fled quickly. It ran forward as fast as lightning fast.

Then, on the other side of the reverse slope, a sharp spear peeked its tip, its icy iron tip glistening in the sunlight.

With the appearance of this spear, a row of spears appeared on both sides at the same time, and they were arranged in a straight line that was almost metamorphosed, shaking neatly from side to side.

Soon, a platoon of soldiers revealed their faces, each with a mask outlined in a strange circle, which looked extremely strange.

Then, their bodies emerged from the other side of the reverse slope, dressed in neat armor carved with beautiful magical runes.

It's just that the naked bodies of these soldiers are all wood engraved with magic runes, and these soldiers move in unison like robots, and only when they cross some ravines or obstacles, they change their movements slightly.

Behind the phalanx of puppet soldiers, which marched neatly, was a huge banner waving in the wind, mostly white, with a huge eye reduced to a symbol in the middle.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! "With the neat steps of these puppets, the sound of the armor on their bodies hitting is almost the same. Compared to the neat procession of the Iran Hill grenadiers, these puppets are no better.

Behind this huge puppet phalanx was another huge puppet phalanx, and countless puppet soldiers walked neatly in these puppet phalanxes, and there was no edge in sight.

There was no sound of war drums, no trumpets connected to each other, and the neat steps of these troops seemed to be innate, and there was no need for any sound to accompany them. Perhaps, the only thing that can accompany them is their uniform footsteps.

Beyond the small high ground where the puppets were, on the other side of the slope, more puppet soldiers were constantly moving forward. Among the countless soldiers, the war machine with a huge magic array engraved on it was carried by the soldiers, moving forward slowly.

Somewhere behind, the puppet troops in magical robes also marched forward in unison. Such a neat march picture is enough to cure any obsessive-compulsive disorder.

However, by the same token, such a terrifying picture is enough to make any dense phobia completely collapse.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that only the marching puppet army remains. There was no end to these troops, and a steady stream of them drove out of the territory of the puppet empire, filling the entire valley.

"Why did the army of the puppet empire appear with us?" A terrified civilian, staring at the overwhelming army in the distance with wide eyes, subconsciously muttered.

"That's a great question." A man in a magic robe with a mask on his face suddenly appeared behind him, and a hand pressed on the civilian's shoulder: "We...... It's here to wage war! ”

"What? Instead of fighting demons, you invaded our Eternal Empire in turn? The civilian's face was incredulous, and he subconsciously wanted to break free from the other party's clamps.

It's a pity that he failed. As a magic array gradually rose on the opponent's body, the civilian of the Eternal Empire was cut off by a wind blade.

His body tried to struggle, but his head had already fallen. Blood splattered onto the high-ranking puppet mage of this puppet empire, quickly concealing it in the black magic robes.

"Because...... We are the ......ones who are truly saving this world," the high-ranking puppet mage of the puppet empire withdrew his inscribed arm and muttered in his strange voice.

Behind him, on the vast plain, countless phalanxes of puppet soldiers were marching forward one by one, as if they were neat fields, covered with black wheat fields.

What's even more terrifying is that if there were a soldier of Iran Hill standing here, he would clearly recognize that these puppets were advancing next to Iran Hill's weapons, which he had long been familiar with.

Strange vehicles carved with strange magic circles were accompanying the golems, one after the other, looking very rudimentary. However, on top of these vehicles, there is actually a 75 mm caliber cannon from Iran Hill!

Such six-wheeled "gun carriages" were also densely packed, and in terms of numbers, they were not even inferior to the armored forces of Iran Hill. Just the gun trucks that appeared in front of me were almost hundreds.

And if you look closely, some of the puppet phalanxes walking behind those pikemen phalanxes, the puppet soldiers in armor, are actually standing shoulder to shoulder with Mauser 98K rifles. These rifles are all jammed with bright bayonets, and if you don't distinguish them carefully, you will think that they are also holding spears!

Such a soldier is also endless, the same neat march march, the same no one speaks, the silence is creepy.

……

In the magical capital of the Holy Demon Empire, Bellivi, inside the huge magic tower of Babel, the archon was closing his eyes and feeling the rich magical aura around him.

Suddenly, his room was shrouded in black, and a man in a black robe gently pushed open the window on his balcony and walked quietly towards him.

The archon opened his eyes and looked at the man in black, with a hint of vigilance in his eyebrows: "How many times have you said it, don't appear in my room like this!" We work together, but I hate it. ”

"I'm just here to inform you that the plan has begun! Mr. Archon! The man in black smiled and teased.

"After this great battle for the revival of magic, will those damned demons really fulfill their vows?" The archon glanced at the other party and said, "You know, the price we paid for preparing this plan is also heavy!" ”

"Of course! The Magic Eye never lies, does it? You also know what kind of disaster the world will face if you continue to fight against the source of magic! Believing in the origin of magic is our only hope! The man in black emphasized, word by word.

The archon nodded, and in fact he knew that after seeing that terrible future, he had no other choice.

If the end of the world does come, there should be no other option than to believe in the promise of the magical source to this world.

"If you can really make the puppet empire move, I will send troops to cooperate with you!" The archon looked like he didn't see a rabbit or a hawk.

"In fact...... Your Excellency the Archon...... The puppet empire has already taken action. The shadow wandered triumphantly in the air, boasting in a very arrogant voice: "Soon, you will hear the sound of magic coming!" ”

"That's it! I know! Now that the covenant has come into effect, it is only natural that I will fulfill my promise. The archon nodded in promise, as if he had made up his mind.

"I knew, I knew, you were a smart man." The man in black walked back to the window, bowed slightly, and exited the room.

"Someone's coming!" When the archon saw that the window had been closed from the outside, he immediately shouted.

The door to his room was pushed open, and two armor-clad guards walked in with swords at their waists, standing in the doorway waiting for the archon's orders.

"Get the army ready! Whether the Holy Demon Empire can become an empire at the feet of the Magic Eye is up to us! The archon stood up, shook off his cloak, and said with a gloomy face.

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"Pass my orders! Let the dragon knights go out! Destroy that damn Irlanhill Railroad once and for all! The archon commanded, "It's time for revenge!" Victory belongs to the Holy Demon Empire! ”

"Long live the Holy Demon Empire!" The two guards bowed their heads in response, then turned around and walked out of the room, following the archon.

Meanwhile, in Chris's castle bedroom in the distant territory of Iran Hill, in the city of Seris, the greatest emperor ever known as a mortal man awoke from his sleep with a sweaty face.

In the dimly lit room, his nervous gasps sounded a little terrible to his own ears.

"What the hell is going on? What makes me so uneasy? Draped in a coat, Chris sat on the edge of the bed and lit the lamp on the bedside table. He saw the lightning outside the window, and he also heard the pouring rain, and the whole person was in a very uneasy state.

Since he came into this world, he has not been in such a restless state tonight. Even at that time, when the weak Iran Hill was facing the threat of the entire wizarding world, he had never been so nervous.

But now, he felt as if he was instinctively fearing something, or rather, something had been tormenting his nerves lately.

"Puppet Empire...... Why haven't you been at war? Is it the same thing that is parrying the demon's attack alone? Or is there some damn conspiracy brewing? Chris tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, a habit he'd been for a long time.

"If you don't come to help, you should jump out and make trouble...... Otherwise, I would have won this war against the demons...... When the time comes to decide, both me and Grecan will have to settle the matter. He had words in his mouth, trying to straighten out his thoughts.

It seemed to see the lights in his room come on, and there was a knock outside the door. Chris put away his thoughts and commanded, "Come in!" I'm fine! ”

The secretary walked in, along with the guards and the attendant with boiling water, and Chris took the cup of water in his hand, took a sip of warm water, put the cup back in the tray, and lay back on his bed.