The walls of the empire, the dragonscale fortress.

This is the most critical central area of ​​the entire defense line and also the joint command center of this war.

The top brass of the Imperial Military Department oversee the overall situation, plan tactics, and coordinate various regions in this fortress. It has various departments including operations, training, reconnaissance, communications, and military affairs.

The atmosphere in Dragon Scale Fortress at this time was quite solemn.

Magical images of various defense areas appeared on the walls of the fortress, and at this moment, these images were all occupied by hideous and twisted demons.

Almost all the senior officers were silent. They sat upright in their respective seats and stared at the magical images in unison.

Too much.

There were so many demons that they were almost everywhere in the mountains and there was no end in sight.

Even these battle-hardened imperial officers had never seen an enemy of this scale.

"call--"

Imperial Marshal Dolo turned his back with a cigarette in his mouth. His expression could not be seen, only the smoke he was puffing out and his tall back could be seen.

"Tell me what you think - I believe you have seen those demons."

"This"

Adrovile, the military advisor, looked at the surging demonic tide with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Even this mature silver dragon, who had often appeared on the front line fighting against demons, had never seen such a terrifying scene.

"The Rift Demon, the Giant Bull Demon, the Soul Judge Demon, the Six-Armed Snake Demon."

He identified it carefully, repeating the devil's name as if he knew it by heart.

"Even the Balrog."

At this point, Adrovelle couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Bahamut, this level of demon invasion...
To be honest, such an Abyss Army has not appeared in the Material World for thousands of years. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would have doubted that I had come to the bloody battlefield of Avernus. "

Adrovile's emotion was sincere because it was indeed the case.

There are too many demons in the Abyss Legion, and there are many powerful demons of middle and even high levels appearing in the demon tide.

To put it bluntly, if one tenth of these demonic tides were taken out, it would be enough to easily destroy the original Northern United Kingdom and occupy the entire Anzeta.

But their enemy now is the Empire.

The Burning Empire.

A country ruled by a great dragon, a terrifying war machine, a paradise for the strong and the ambitious.

Duo Luo is very confident in you. In his mind, even a huge army of abyss demons cannot shake the empire in the slightest.

Adrovelle reminded in a low voice: "Sir Doro, whether in terms of scale or strength, these demons are not something that ordinary people can stop. At least I have never seen such an invasion.

In order to reduce losses, would you like to temporarily avoid the attack and consider withdrawing——"

"retreat?"

Doro sneered.

"Like a coward--running away before the battle even begins? That's not the style of us Imperials."

Adrovel shook his head and said solemnly: "No, that's not what I mean. The empire's territory is so vast, maybe we can use space to buy time and seek more support."

"That's enough, Lord Adroville."

The Dragon Vein Hobgoblin Marshal raised one hand and a stream of hot smoke blew out of his nostrils.

The corners of his mouth, where the fangs were exposed, rose slightly, a light flickered in his turbid little eyes, and a hideous smile appeared on his ugly face.

“You may know the Abyss Demons very well, but you don’t know the Burning Empire, let alone the pride of the people of the Empire.

Dolo turned around, threw the cigarette on the ground, and then stomped it out with his foot.

The hobgoblin's tone became increasingly high, as if he was filled with long-suppressed anger. "For more than a decade, I have witnessed with my own eyes the Burning Empire, led by the invincible Majesty Cassius, expanding in battle after battle and growing stronger in victory after victory.

And this time, even if the opponent is the abyss demon, there will only be one result - victory! If you can't win, then bravely throw yourself into death!"

Hearing this, all the senior officers in the fortress - whether they were humans, hobgoblins, tieflings, ogres or lizardmen - stood up at the same time and placed their clenched fists on their hearts.

Loyal! Sincerity!
Give your heart to the Empire!
Looking around at the officers who were fanatical and ready to die for the empire, Adrovel was a little dazed for a moment and didn't know what to say.

He has not yet adapted to the unique ethos of the Empire and is still accustomed to looking at the Empire in the same way as he looks at human kingdoms - which is obviously stupid.

Duo Luo drew the long knife from his waist, his face ferocious and excited, and ordered the messenger at the door word by word: "Tell them not to hold back, and directly launch saturation fire coverage!

I have been frugal for so long, this time I want to have a good time and let these abyss bastards taste the empire's artillery shells!"

The hobgoblin's eyes were red, white smoke was coming out of his nostrils, and he was panting with extreme excitement.

Other senior military officers were equally excited, their eyes of various colors filled with anticipation.

“This is the Empire.”

Adroville was shocked in his heart. The seemingly unstoppable demonic tide did not seem so terrifying at this moment.

The existence of the abyss demons is a curse in itself. They can gradually corrupt the surrounding environment and eventually turn it into a paradise in the abyss.

In this cursed wasteland, chaotic evil spirits linger, blood seeps from cracks in the ground, and bloody organs grow from the soil.

The originally docile and kind forest deer had red eyes and madly hit everything it could see until it killed itself.

Hundreds of thousands of demons crowded together and marched towards the north desperately. The noisy and shrill roars made all living things tremble.

Wherever they go, any living thing will be killed, leaving behind only broken ruins and disgusting bloodstains.

Behind the demonic tide, on the throne made of flesh, blood, and bones on the back of the Abyss Dragon Beast—

Leo Bosque looked into the distance, gazing at the fortifications in the distance, hatred and ridicule in his eyes.

"Haha, so you guys are afraid too.
But this ridiculous toy cannot resist the great army of the abyss, let alone stop my revenge."

The demon's body trembled, and the scene of the red dragon being torn to pieces by him emerged in his long-corrupted brain.

It pointed its flaming sword to the north and roared at all the demons around it: "Warriors from the abyss, crush them! Destroy them completely--"

"Whoosh-"

A harsh sound sounded.

Listening to the familiar sound, the former Grand Duke Leo instantly realized that it was the screaming of artillery shells flying high in the sky.

Then, along the entire defense line, there was a whistling sound that left the people of the North with a lingering fear.

"boom!"

The earth trembled, flames shot out, and a huge explosion occurred in the surging demon tide, like an unfolding terrifying flower, instantly melting hundreds of cowardly demons on the spot.

"Ow—"

The demon caught in the explosion range only had time to let out a sharp wail before being swallowed by the explosion.

But this is just the beginning.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ground was shaking violently and intensive explosions were occurring continuously, creating a continuous sea of ​​fire on this vast plain.

"not good."

"No, that's not right. How can their artillery be effective against higher-level demons!"

Leo muttered to himself, his whole body trembling, as if he was recalling those unbearable past events, thinking of the nightmare of the North being destroyed in the artillery fire. (End of this chapter)