The griffon's departure left the Herodians completely dead.

Originally, many nobles planned to let the griffin take them and flee for their lives when the situation could not be reversed, but now there is no hope at all.

In fact, it has been tried before, and several nobles are in a hurry to climb on the griffin that is about to take off, but they are rejected by the griffin knight who is in a hurry to run away with an iron fist.

There are also people who finally get on the griffin, but they are shot down at the same time as the griffin.

Faced with the large horde of bone dragons that made the Grand Mage and the Battle Priest helpless, the defeated army could only choose to keep shrinking, gather with the others, and use the number of people to make themselves feel safe.

Before evening, except for a few Herodians who were lucky enough to escape, the remaining defeated army was all compressed by the demons into a low-lying area on the border of the Primorsky Territory, and a full 20,000 people were huddled together.

Both the nobles and the poor were equally feared under the threat of death.

The camp in the rear was completely destroyed, and the greedy demons were driving their cattle and vehicles south, and even the whole group of barbarians who were watching from the sidelines joined in the robbery, with no guilt on their faces.

People who don't know the truth will think that those things are their own, and they are at ease when they see the barbarians moving so easily.

In fact, this is just a professional skill that mercenaries must master.

With these materials, even if they suffered a lot of losses this time, they were not considered to be trading at a loss by virtue of the captured booty.

Finally, the Herods, after making several hopeless breakouts and then dropping nearly a thousand corpses, chose to raise the white flag and surrender.

With almost all the soldiers in the south mobilized, it would be difficult for a large kingdom like the Herodes to send troops to relieve the siege in a short period of time - of course, even if they did, they might not be able to bargain for the bone dragons who didn't seem to want to leave.

Regardless of whether the Second Demon Land War will break out because of today's conflict, the Herodians in the depression also know that it will be difficult for them to survive tonight, tearing up the peace treaty and offending the demons, according to historical practice, they are likely to be sacrificed by blood collectively.

When the time comes, this depression is expected to turn into a blood lake, creating a terrifying legend for the water-starved Sweetwater Village, and perhaps a tourist attraction for hunting.

Gustav, the god of war on the plateau, was short-handed, and although he did not participate in the battle, he offered to help the territorial army take care of the prisoners.

Vincent gladly accepted this support, which helped a lot.

If you give money, you will work, and you will be completely unsympathetic, this group of mercenaries is so upright.

The defeated hedgehogs gathered together and trembled, completely devoid of the arrogance of the day, especially the impassioned nobles before the war, who asked their men to change their clothes and prepare to escape the trial.

Ransom can save lives, but do those bone dragons have the IQ to collect money and bargain?

"It's finally time to talk." Vincent looked at the results of his shake and said with emotion, "I knew today, why bother in the first place?"

Next, he can keep his subordinates surrounded, let the Herod people reflect in the night wind first, he must first go to meet the greatest hero who changed this battle, Grand Duke Xia De, and thank him in person.

It's just that he obviously didn't move fast enough.

"Good evening, my brave nephew."

A voice that was very familiar in consciousness, but actually heard and full of unfamiliar voices, coming from behind Vincent.

"Good evening, dear uncle."

Vincent hurriedly turned around and saluted, and looked up to see a Chaos Demon who looked a little similar to his father, but with a thin body, a pair of pitch-black wings on his back, and a temperament like that of an aspiring scholar, looking at him with some displeasure.

Hey, have you done anything to make Grand Duke Xia De unhappy?

Could it be that the bone dragon is worn out too much?

"Uncle, I'm very sorry, but I was a little too reckless this time and complicated the situation." Vincent decisively admits his mistake, "But I swear that it's not ours, it's the Herodians......."

"The Herodians have nothing to do, they have done their own thing, and they deserve to die." Grand Duke Xia De's eyes shot strangely

Brilliance, he took Vincent's hand and asked eagerly, "Show me this first, the gift you gave me was ruined by the unscrupulous dependents!" Alas, that's pretty bad......

As he spoke, he tore open the void without thinking, took out a delicate little square box from it, and carefully handed it to Vincent.

Vincent's expression became solemn when he arrived at the small box, which was covered with fine lacquer and about the size of a palm.

"The music box is broken......

"Music box? That's what it was called."

"You can also call it the Fan Fun Box."

Having probably guessed the reason, Vincent still pretended to be serious and took the box up and down, so as a sense of embarrassment and regret - he could not let the Grand Duke think that his treasure was too simple, even though it was so.

Finally, his gaze lingered on the bottom of the box.

Unlike other immaculate lacquer surfaces, the bottom of the box is not painted or painted, but only a layer of varnish and an eyeball-large recess with a key-shaped copper plate embedded in it.

The key is slightly crooked and seems to be re-*** gone.

Seeing Vincent frowning below, the Demon Grand Duke, who was dominating on the battlefield, was obviously nervous, and he stared at Vincent's hand, wanting to speak several times and stopping.

"The clockwork inside is broken," Vincent's gaze turned to the Grand Duke, "I'm sorry, but I warned you, don't ...... Let the family unpack the box."

Grand Duke Xia De's face showed a trace of shame that was not obvious, but it was more regret.

"This box is such a treasure, it can actually play music, it's amazing," the Grand Duke seemed to struggle in his head for a long time, before he reluctantly said, "I'm sorry, child, but I was so greedy that I wanted to find out the secret of music, so let the craftsmen try to open it."

Opened? That's your fault.

This is a seemingly inconspicuous toy, but it has been treated with anti-piracy treatment with the "Craftsman's Deed Seal", as long as anyone opens it without Vincent's permission, no matter how ingenious and careful the method is, the movement in the music box will also be scrapped.

In the face of the increasingly strong divine power of the craftsman, a top demon like Grand Duke Xia De will also be deflated.

Regardless of whether the Grand Duke wanted to explore the secrets of the music's origins or to copy Vincent's toys, the lord did not intend to let this cultural product with market potential be made public until it was mass-produced.

At least keep your promise and let the Grand Duke get the first one.

"Fortunately, it's not an artifact, it's just a small toy I made," Vincent first pretended to be mysterious, and then told the truth after arousing the Grand Duke's appetite, "Of course, as the first one I made, I still gave my uncle the unique music box in this world."

"The music is beautiful and beautiful, it can be played repeatedly, and the effect is exactly the same, anyone can operate it......" Grand Duke Xia De was relieved, but still didn't quite agree with Vincent's words, "This is not an artifact?"

"I'm just an incompetent demon who is proficient in magic, how can I make any artifact?" Vincent replied frankly, "Technology is not the same as magic, but technology also has the advantage of technology, which is to allow people who do not have magic to prove their worth."

Grand Duke Xia De savored Vincent's words, and the melancholy on his face slowly disappeared.

In this world, people without magic are certainly the vast majority, and allowing these people to generate value is enough to change the world in itself.

His nephew, who had seemed to be mediocre before, had such an idea, which really surprised him, and at the same time he was not disgusted.

There are too many boring people in the world, and unique personalities, like treasures, are worth protecting and savoring.