Chapter 758： Clouds

A peaceful demonic city with a population of about 200,000 people. This is not a heavy industrial city, everything still maintains the traditional original style.

Because the weather is already very cold and there are not many demons walking on the streets, these primitive inhabitants of the devil world are not in poverty for a day or two.

They were exploited by the source of magic, exploited by advanced demons, exploited by the entire war system that invaded other worlds, and they had no idea what the word happiness meant.

In the past, because of war dividends, after winning the war, they still had some leftovers. Now they lost the war and immediately became poor cannon fodder just like beggars.

There are only a few people wearing tattered clothes and walking on the street that has become very cold. When they breathe, there is a white mist, and they have to wrap up the tattered leather on their bodies.

The high walls were dissatisfied with sharp barbs, and various reinforced magic inscriptions were carved in the gaps between the barbs.

Although it is not a strategic location, the city wall is still being built here. The flame flag of the origin of magic hung on the wall, gently swinging with the wind.

Behind the irregular and angular crevices of the city wall, some demon soldiers stood in the cold wind to perform their duties. They must guard against the enemy's attack, after all, there have been many strange legends recently.

Yes, the demons fleeing from other places crowded around this city, suddenly making the food reserves that were not much here, tense to the point of despair.

Every demon is worried about his future. Even if the enemy does not attack, they will have to kill each other to reduce the number to a critical point due to food problems this winter.

This is the world of demons, and this is the system of their world. War is not forbidden in this country. As long as there is a shortage of food, war will break out.

That's why the demons would naturally invade the Magic Continent, they would expand and compress their population to a point where their primitive farming could feed.

War can reduce population and expand land, so demons believe in war! The source of magic opened the door to a new world for them, so they believed in this god, the **** who gave them hope.

But now it seems that the other continent is not an easy to provoke, the other side actually fought over, and beat the devil's army all the way into embarrassment and fled, throwing away their helmets and armor...

In the past, the war was a plunder for the demons. Now, for them, the war is a desperate disaster and a bottomless hell.

"Where is the army of God?" Standing on the head of the city, a demon soldier looked at the densely packed refugees at the foot of the city wall, and asked his companions around him a little uneasy.

Not sturdy, he was selected to join the army not because of his powerful magical powers, but because of the exhaustion of soldiers in the demon world.

Soldiers like him used to be unable to participate in combat, but now, he can receive equipment, walk up the city wall, and participate in the battle as a real soldier.

The armor on his body is not so exquisite, and it is a bit bigger to wear on him, but this is already the smallest size and the best armor that can be found.

This thin demon even carefully wiped it after he got the armor. It turned out to be rusty, but it still looks tattered even though it's a lot brighter.

This kind of armor was probably the worst armor when the Arante Empire still existed. The worst of the human army will be equipped with this type of armor. Many people would rather not wear it than put it on themselves.

"This is a test given to us by God." The other soldier is a devout believer. His figure is much taller because he is a real demon warrior. He turned out to be a soldier of the city guard in this city, fighting stubbornly and fiercely, and was a powerful figure at the level of a small captain.

At the most exaggerated time, every warrior in this world is a fanatic of the origin of magic, and they are willing to use their lives to fight for the origin of magic.

It's a pity that most of those crazy believers now have disappeared. They disappeared in groups around the Eye of Magic, went to another world, and then never returned.

At its peak, the expeditionary army of the Demon Realm once had an army of tens of millions. If you count the low-level demons such as demon dogs that can be driven by high-level demons, this number will add a zero!

But now, the magnificent army no longer exists, and the demon's elite army does not exist, so that many people have a crisis of faith.

Everyone still faithfully believes in the source of magic, but they no longer trust the method of "war". Many demons, especially the demons at the bottom, began to question that it was a mistake to launch a war, or at least it would be a mistake to launch a lost war.

"There is no need for those enemies to attack us. As long as the sky starts to snow, these refugees will find a way to rush into the city and eat everything they can eat." The thin soldier looked down on his fellow clan under the wall and said worriedly.

"Let's take one step at a time... I heard the strong guys in the most advanced city say that those aliens are so powerful that they can kill our soldiers from far away." The strong demon is also worried, but he is worried. , Because the weather hasn’t turned cooler yet, the enemy’s offensive will cover here.

He paused, thought of something, and then continued: "The days before it was still warm, these refugees can move in the wild... These days are starting to get cold, even if we want to retreat, the weather won't allow... "

"I hope that those **** enemies, like us, are trapped in place by the cold and wait for the weather to improve next year." The thin demon prayed to the **** he believed in, the source of magic.

As he bowed his head to pray, the sturdy demon looked up and saw a meteor shining brightly. The weird meteor pierced the sky, getting bigger and bigger in his perspective.

Then, hundreds of meters away from them, the meteor suddenly bloomed, like a brand new sun rising in this world.

Before the strong demon had time to block the light that prevented him from opening his eyes, the hot air evaporated his body. The huge heat wave spread, swallowed the city walls, swallowed the buildings, swallowed everything around.

On the remote mountain peaks, some refugees who continued to walk east, felt something, and looked back at the place they had passed by.

In the next second, their eyes widened, because the familiar city has now become a huge cloud of transpiring upwards......——

The second one is more delayed and will be served tomorrow daytime.