Bakarov had always been in Ferry City, and in fact he was now more of an ordinary Iran Hill official than a magician, more of a grumpy archon.

He once made a bet and lost to Iran Hill. As a result, the poor magician was banished to the city of Ferry, and became a magistrate of Iran Hill.

However, because he has been in the top position for a long time and really has two brushes, Bakarov fulfilled the old saying, gold shines everywhere.

Because of his outstanding political achievements, mainly because of the rapid expansion of Iran Hill and the shortage of people in all walks of life, he became the official mayor of Ferry City a year later, and was in charge of a small patrol fleet.

It was a painful time for Bakalov because he had no further progress in his magical realm, and even the magic in his body was consumed by the forbidden demon realm.

He used to be not aging obviously, but now he has become a real middle-aged man, because he is busy, and he is even a little older than his peers.

But interestingly, he fell in love with Iran Hill. This old man, who used to be a little grumpy, fell in love with the feeling of building a city. Because of the speed of construction in Irlanhill, it can really be said to be as rapid as the naked eye.

The kind of magic city that may not have changed for hundreds of years made Bakarov feel bored, so he squatted in Ferry City with peace of mind, and even when he was transferred back to Veronza later, he refused.

Now, he is wholeheartedly serving as his municipal magistrate in Ferry City, and his hard work is well received by the locals. After Lawrence headed south with the main fleet, he was in charge of commanding all the northern warships except for the First Fleet of Iran Hill.

"The only four submarines have now been confirmed to have been destroyed, and the wreckage of three has been found in the city of Ferry City. The other one lost contact when the Magic Eye on the Endless Sea erupted. The municipal officer, who holds the rank of admiral, explained: "We don't yet know if the enemy will launch a follow-up attack. ”

"The Army's 5th Army is massing in the direction of the ferry, the 16th Army is deploying in the Arrant area, and the 13th Army is a part that will strengthen the defenses of the Osa generation." In the distance, in front of a huge map hanging on the wall, an army general is explaining the army's response.

"On the one hand, it can prevent a possible landing of enemy troops, and on the other hand, it can also help local civilians to rebuild their homes." He said, pointing to the various regions on the map with a long whip.

"Nuclear power plants and other facilities are not working for the time being, because they have to deal with the disaster situation and beware of enemy ......attacks," said the technician on the side, emphasizing the technical aspects, but not many people paid attention to him.

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Within the pillar of power that soared into the sky with the eye of magic, a huge battleship revealed its pointed bow, and a pair of blood-red eyes shone with a palpitating light on the hideous sculpture full of fangs.

Then, little by little, the huge battleship opened its magic eye, and the bow of the ship split the waves, revealing its true face in the lightning and thunder.

The terrifying hull of the city wall was covered with countless magical inscriptions, and the deck was full of hideous humanoid creatures, with black skin and blood-red eyes, no different from the sculptures on the bow of a battleship.

Judging by its length and tonnage, this battleship full of demons, which was larger than a dreadnought, had no sails or chimneys, and its tower-like watchtower was covered with winged bats.

There was a dull sound as if it was hitting something, and a demon on the deck suddenly raised its arm and roared loudly.

At the sound of his roar, another battleship appeared at the edge of the Eye of Magic, tearing open the thick magical mist of the Eye of Magic, revealing a bow that was almost identical and terrifying.

Countless demonic bats hovered over these warships, and the countless demons standing on these battleships roared equally wildly. They roared one after another, as if they were summoning something.

Waves several meters high crashed against the sides of the ships made of black steel, making a loud bang. The third ship had the Eye of Magic, then the fourth, then the fifth.

Dozens of warships appeared around the Eye of Magic in turn, followed by more and more warships, looking like an endless fleet.

These warships are densely packed together, and at a glance the past seems endless. They almost filled the sea, and the roars of countless demons even drowned out the sound of the waves.

In the regular and rhythmic roars of countless demons, within the huge pillar of magical aura energy, a palm stretched out, as if tearing through the space. Then, a tall figure appeared near the energy pillar, and the body that was nearly three meters tall was slightly petite against the backdrop of the huge fleshy wings behind him.

As soon as this demon with huge wings appeared, all the demons on the battleship began to roar even more frantically: "Salukus! Salukus! ”

"Finally! Finally able to breathe in this world! It feels ...... That's nice! As if enjoying the air of this world, Prince Saluks soared through the air with a cheerful sigh.

Beneath his feet, countless warships continued to appear, and these warships were filled with a strong magical aura, covering from this side of the Magic Eye to the end of the sea level.

"Destroy everything here! Rule the world for the source of magic! Let's attack! Long live the Origin of Magic! ”

"Long live the Origin of Magic!" All the demons raised their arms in the air and let out a hoarse cheer. The battleship that reappeared was even larger, and the demons standing on it were wearing heavy armor, and their bodies were even more than two meters tall.

Prince Saluks retracted his wings and landed on the bow of a supership almost twice the size of a dreadnought, right above the head carved into the bow.

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, illuminating his pale and handsome countenance. He was dressed in a decent dress and looked like a gentleman.

Behind this gentleman, dozens of dark figures twisted their bodies, waiting for his orders. Behind these black shadows, countless huge demons stood respectfully, their armor shining in the lightning.

"Attack! Offensive! Offensive! Countless demon soldiers shouted, fanatical as a group of brainwashed pyramid scheme maniacs.

"People in this world may not know that we were born specifically for war...... How terrible is it...... Origin of Magic...... Hahahaha! Standing on the bow, Prince Saluks laughed wildly at the lightning and thunder.

In the midst of his wild laughter, a huge black shadow emerged little by little in the giant pillar formed by the huge magical aura behind him.

Immediately after, a boulder burst out of the magical mist, and on the huge boulders, even twisted and withered black trees could be seen. In the next second, the huge walls emerged from the magical mist, thick steel spikes on the walls, and some strange skeletons stuck in them.

Behind the mountain-like walls revealed their faces, there were even taller buildings, and even more intricate magical inscriptions could be seen on those evil, strange-looking buildings.

On top of a red, city-like magic array, this city with a foundation floated silently out of the magic eye. It loomed over the ships below, darkening everyone's heads all at once.

What's even more terrifying is that countless low-level demons shook their wings and soared around this huge city. More small castles fly around this huge city as if they were satellites.

The magic that can make a city hang in the air has appeared in this world for the first time, and the powerful power of the origin of magic has been truly displayed in front of the world for the first time.

A few minutes later, the Devil's City Vatirsa finally revealed its full form under the shroud of the magic eye. Towering buildings, exaggerated magic arrays, and countless high-level demon forces that kept pouring out from the magic eyes made this thunderstorm area crowded in an instant.

Far away in Griken, the already active Eye of Magic also spewed out more magical energy, and then, another huge city appeared above the Eye of Magic, and countless high-level demons poured out a mist composed of magical breath.

Restless and anxious, Ronsadley felt that a lot of magical energy was being consumed in his body, and it was being filled up at a faster rate. The magical energy around him seemed to be thicker, more than a little bit stronger.

"That's not good news...... Definitely not good news. Seeing the pillar of magical mist in the distance thicker and larger, Longsadlai's hand gripping the cane became a little harder.

"Someone! Contact Ellen Hill today! Tell Chris! Griken's Magic Eye is stronger! As he walked to the window, he commanded in a loud voice, "General Saffiral...... Get the troops ready to attack! Don't worry about much, cover the attack of the 9th Army in Irlanhill! ”

"Yes! His Excellency ...... Archmagister Saffiral bowed his head slightly, then took his helmet and flicked the cloak behind him, and walked out of Longsadlai's room.

At the same time, outside the hospital room of the unconscious Emperor Chris of Irlanhill, a doctor shook his head at Desser, Vaglon and the others with a sad brow, and said, "It is certain that Your Majesty's coma is related to magic......

As he spoke, he looked at Karl, the commander of the magic force guarding Chris's door, "This general can confirm that the current Iran Hill ...... It's already covered in a rich magical atmosphere! ”

"The Forbidden Demon Realm is gone...... It's not good news, it's definitely not good news! Wagron grimaced, and uttered the same emotion.