At this time, Nanling was already a sea of gunsmoke and fire.

With the exception of the Radiant Realm, the other realms and cities have been attacked with a high level of intensity, and the methods are different.

Some territories have been attacked by self-bombing convoys – a vetted, theoretically non-hazardous convoy with a truckload of high-explosive charge rushed into the middle of the city and then detonated.

A black mushroom cloud rose into the air, and the shockwave generated crushed all the bewildered people around them to pieces, and the subsequent screams and cries resounded through the heavens and the earth.

And in some villages and cities, they have been hit by some new epidemics.

The originally quiet mountain village was covered in pitch-black blood and human bones, and the human corpses on the ground were rapidly 'decomposing'...... No, that's not rotting, it's melting.

"Help, help, is there a doctor......"

A festering man struggled out of his house, but before he could take a few steps, he spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and his whole body rotted to the ground like mud.

Near the villages, mud walls have been torn down, fences have been swept away, and a tiger has confronted a giant bear, and in the middle of them are the mutilated corpses of humans gnawing on the ground.

Most of them resisted, as could be seen from the crossbow bolt marks on the edge of the village, but in the face of the power of the mad demonic beasts, the village without the sublimators was just fish.

Holding his breath, the child was hidden in the closet by his parents, holding back tears to cover his mouth, but a hungry wolf sniffed and approached, its eyes blood-red.

No one survived.

Such a scene appeared everywhere in the South Ridge, even Nauman City, although the inner city was unharmed, but the outer city also suffered a 'skyship fall' - the garrison psionic and a knight's second level resisted with all their might, but the wreckage still crashed into the harbor, destroying fifteen large and small ships.

For a time, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, the city was full of blood, and fear and confusion permeated the earth.

By recovering data and iterating technology, Flying Flame Land's special combat technology has made another leap.

Moreover, due to the use of the new technology 'Fusion Demon', except for the Silver Peak Territory, all the key city territories of the South Ridge north of Indigo Mountain were attacked even more fiercely than before.

Theoretically, Nanling should not be so heavily infiltrated, even if there are fusion demons, but not all fusion demons are fusion shadows, and they can fully obtain the memories of every soul they devour.

Not to mention, other territories have no souls, and even if they devour people, they can't get all the information in their brains.

But not to mention that the 'Fusion Demon' is just a spy, except for the Silver Peak Lord, who has the Heart of Terra to guard the Void, the rest of the place is basically equivalent to being undefended...... There are also many nobles in Nanling, who also secretly have connections with the Flying Flame Land.

It may have been a cooperation before, it may be that they have been in contact recently, and they may even have teamed up for a short time, intending to deal with the rise of the Silver Peak Leader.

After all, compared to the Flying Flame Land that was blocked far away in the Western Theater, it was a local overlord like Yin En who was even more terrifying.

If they could slow down Yin Eun's Yinfeng Leader's development and give them a chance to breathe, they wouldn't mind giving way to Flying Flame Land.

But it's a pity.

The appetite for Flameland has never been just a Silverpeak Earl - the entire Southridge is their target.

But these imperial nobles who have stayed in the remote frontier for too long have long forgotten this, and the road they let is the one that they have been crushed into ashes.

And...... The Flamelands are not blocked in the Western Plains.

They had already begun to march.

The former Grand Duke of Thorin is now the 'Forest of Lost Souls and Mist'.

After the Grand Duke of Thorin turned into a dead king with the power of the whole duchy and escaped into the center of the earth to forge the country of hell, the original Grand Duke of Thorin completely turned into a foggy world.

The original cities, villages, mountains and forests were all shrouded in white mist...... But any life that has self-awareness, stepping into it, will soon lose its mind and fall unconscious.

It's okay to have no soul, as long as you pull it out, you can wake up, but if you have a soul and can't resist the invasion of the fog, then the moment you lose your mind, the soul will be forcibly stripped away, resulting in serious damage to the brain.

If you enter it, you will die, and you will be forced to absorb the soul and mind, so the original Grand Duchy of Thorin has become another forbidden area on Terra.

At the edge of the white-covered Misty Forest, there are Imperial blockades and fortresses, as well as observation posts that are extremely close to the Mist and are guarded.

There has been nothing unusual here for two years, and the Imperial soldiers guarding the Misty Frontier have been somewhat lax.

"Are we really going to stay here forever and look at the white fog for half a day every day?"

One of the scouts gazed at the seemingly eternal White Mist Nation like a salted fish, and complained, "And I need to write three reports a day, I'd rather go to the western front and fight the flamelanders to the death!" ”

"Be content." And his partner, a veteran in his sixties who had experienced several armed conflicts between the Empire and the Flying Flame Lands, joked: "It's already a blessing to be able to write a report every day and get paid in such a peaceful place, and I'm sure you will never want to go to a real battlefield, where there is nothing but meat sauce and people who will be blown into meat sauce by artillery fire in the future." ”

"Bolognese?"

The Scout wavered, he was a young man and decided to join the army for the sake of his passion: "But at least it has to be a little challenging, right?" We're soldiers......"

The veteran patted his partner on the shoulder: "The highest glory of a soldier is that there is no war, you have to understand that our duty is to defend the country, not to kill people and see blood." ”

】

The veteran saw very clearly, and he perfectly understood the meaning of being a soldier.

But obviously, these words, which contain the wisdom of survival, will not be listened to by young people so simply: "But without glory and military merit, we will not be promoted." ”

If he is like a veteran, he has only been a sergeant for decades, and he can't stand it.

And the veterans, who had already retired a long time ago and only re-enlisted because of the Western Emergency Warning Order, didn't say much.

At least it's a good thing that this silly boy can still imagine some glory, blood and passion in a safe place, instead of dying in the shelling of each other in a secondary fortress.

Not to mention......

"Our place isn't that safe after all......"

The veteran narrowed his eyes and looked at the white mist in front of him.

As a soldier who has actually participated in the Terra War, even if it is only a regional conflict, he knows very well that the confrontation between the Empire and the Flamelands in recent years has been nothing more than a test of each other, and the threat of the beast showing its fangs before it actually strikes.

If it is really a full-scale war between the two countries—not a 'doomsday war' in which the fourth and fifth energy levels are deployed to destroy the indiscriminate territory of both sides—then at the very least, there will be more than hundreds of armored squads gathered into a dozen large armies to carry out lightning strikes on the cities in the enemy's territory, destroy roads and farmland, and completely eliminate the supply and support possibilities of the enemy's fortresses.

However, such a surprise attack will only occur once, so before attacking, both sides must have intelligence on all key areas of the other side, so intelligence warfare is extremely important.

Located on the western border, Grand Dukes of Thorin was the only way to enter the Empire in the first place—and while it was almost impossible for anyone to pass through the Dead Lands, what if there really was any special technology in the Flamelands?

Then these 'small strongholds' where they have to report intelligence three times a day are living warning lights that remind them of this 'possibility'.

It's like an underground prospector who brings a rat or a canary to warn of threats with life.

Veterans are not averse to this duty, and every soldier has his own glory, but sometimes this glory does not require combat to achieve...... It's better not to have battles and glory, and it's best for everyone to eat their salaries safely and securely.

But this kind of good wish has never been realized.

As everyone knows, no one will be able to pass through this land because of the realm of the dead monarch of the Grand Duke of Thorin.

But what if, not human?

Is it some kind of ...... What about demons?

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the otherwise calm fog area, like concentric circles of rain dropping on the surface of a calm lake.

Seeing this scene, the young scout was slightly stunned, and then showed a surprised expression: "An accident has happened!" ”

The veteran on the side widened his eyes and looked at the misty area with ghostly eyes: "An accident has happened!" ”

As the young scout was ready to do something, the veteran did not hesitate to grab his colleague's shoulders and retreat back - in the backyard of this small stronghold, there was a small shuttle, not so much a flying machine as a rocket-boosted escape pod, capable of launching people dozens of kilometers into the air and then landing with a parachute.

This is the means of escape that all Imperial strongholds stationed in dangerous areas will have, and it is the only viable means of escape for them today.

"Wait, what are you doing here......"

The young soldier hadn't figured out why his predecessor was running so fast, and before he could see what was behind the ripples, he was caught in a daze: "We must at least see what is coming before we can go back and report, right?" ”

"Idiot!"

And the veteran roared angrily: "Is it too late to see it? ”

"It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it appears, it means that something is wrong!"

And that's exactly what happened.

Boom - buzz!

When the number of countless ripples reached a limit, a violent explosion appeared at the edge of the otherwise silent misty zone with a roaring explosion.

The pitch-black smoke and dust scattered, and the aftermath of the flight shimmered with sparks in midair, and at the edge of the original fog, a large crimson implicit portal appeared in the real world.

Blood-red light flowed from it, like a river condensed by death, and countless twisted and strange shapes, not so much monsters, but alien monsters that had come out of a nightmare, climbed out of this portal and followed the river into the world.

Right. They are monsters that emerge from nightmares, condensations of the evil and chaos of human nature in the realm, the embodiment of all blood and evil.

Demon.

The demons were lined up in the ground in front of the portal, like an incredibly efficient army, and even if an escape rocket flew away from the place not far away, they didn't move in the slightest before they were given orders.

If scholars who specialize in demon studies come here, they will find that the demon forces that came to the side of the Misty Zone through the Void Portal are not fusion demons or true demons, most of them are 'inferior demons' who do not have psionic abilities and special abilities, but only have a physical body.

But even so, it was terrifying - the Bad Demons were pure Void Realm lifeforms, and ordinary troops had no power to resist them, and although they had no idea what methods the Flying Flame Land used to control these demons, they were already a disciplined and orderly army!

[General, do you really let the escape shuttle of the Imperials leave]

Among the demons, one of the leaders has an almost human form of the 'Fusion Demon', which is called a general by other fusion demons who are military officers.

He heard the report of his subordinates, looked at the rockets that were accelerating in the distance, and showed a cold smile: "This is our purpose...... Let the people of the Empire know that we are coming, and be terrified for it]

[Let them escape, it's best to record all of our next march and spread it...... As long as the war continues and the blood spreads on the earth, our purpose will be accomplished.]

He raised his hand, and the Inferior Demon Legion stood in unison: [You despicable man-made demons, if you want to take shape, you should have to go through several years of testing and adjustment...... But kings need you to give your lives and take your blood]

[Go and kill, release your true nature - elevate your essence and lift yourself up!] 】

[When you have enough soul and fear, enough resentment and despair, you will become real demons]

[And the 'Bad Demon Legion' will become a real 'Immortal' Legion!] 】

The Artificial Demon Project, which was an extension of the Dead River Project and the Artificial Psyker Project, was accelerated by the Flying Flame Dumping Resources after the research in other directions suffered setbacks for some reason.

If the Dead River Armed hadn't been taken away from the Avak Labs, and there was a little more research data left, this path might not have developed so quickly.

But now, a different path has emerged.

Countless nightmare monsters poured out of the blood-red portals and surged towards the back of the Westplains.

On June 1, 775 of Terra, the summer offensive of the Flying Flame Lands began, codenamed 'Scorched Earth'.

On June 2, the Bad Demon Legion cut off the supply lines of the fortress group on the Western Front, and the local militia forces attempted to resist and were slaughtered.

On 5 June, the Twenty-Third Legion of the Empire and the Legion of the Bad Demons went head-to-head on the Murphy Avenue in the west, exchanging firepower and retreating, but the Empire was more powerful, and the subsequent legions recaptured the fallen territory.

However, the attacking legions said that they found that the Legion of Bad Demons had burned and slaughtered all the cities and villages in their path, leaving not a single living hole in the path of the demons, only a scorched earth.

On June 6th, the Empire's military psionics were shocked to discover that pitch-black flames were burning in the Void of the Empire's western provinces—where all the souls, resentments, hatreds, and despair were condensed and brewed, turning into pure black poisonous wine that spread across the Void Land.

The Shroud was corrupted, and all essentia and psionic fields were corrupted by the pitch-black resentment, turning into soil that amplified demonic power.

Faintly, in the dark mist that had enveloped half of the realm of the West, the flesh and despair of many lives had disappeared...... Something weird is being bringed.

Its form is like a dragon, and it is like a giant, towering like a god and as fierce as an evil demon.

This is...... The Shroud Mekhan. The power of the abyssal fire restored by the Void Machine God technology, the beginning and end of all demonic technologies.

[With blood and tears as eyes, despair as bones; Hatred is flesh and blood, lament is breathing]

Gazing at this scene, the Fusion Demon General 'Deathbell' smiled and stared at the giant thing that was gradually perfecting in the depths of the Void: [Our desires are souls, and our hatred is wings—we will pay back all the deaths that the Empire has inflicted on us for hundreds of years!] 】

[So let's take it off-]

【Our Abyssal Dragon!】 】

In the deepest part of the pitch-black mist, six scarlet eyes gradually lit up, and there was the light of lava and blood in them, like dark suns.

The pitch-black wings slowly lifted, obscuring the sky and the sun.

And in the far south.

Another sun was watching from afar.