Qin Xiaoxia had never verified how fast ordinary locusts in the old times flew, but he only knew that they were definitely not that fast. After all, they were not even ranked among the fastest flying insects.

But due to evolution, the locusts on Earth in the new era will definitely not fly too slowly, and this is even more so after they have formed an exaggerated scale. It seems that there are some leading locusts, and there are some coordinated signals with the entire locust swarm, which makes the frequency and angle of the flapping wings of many locusts within a certain range roughly within the same range.

The locusts migrated like a tide in the sky, naturally causing widespread panic. Anyone who saw this had reason to panic. Fortunately, the disaster in the sky did not all fall down, even though the surrounding area was lush and green.

Of course, some locusts flying at lower altitudes or with less physical strength will still fall down to eat, but compared with the entire insect swarm, they are very insignificant.

The sight of the swarm of insects flying along the way and covering the sky and the sun frightened many witnesses.

The news of the invasion of hell demons may not have spread from the Gunningsen Empire to other places, but the horror of the locust tide was felt by people first.

In the past, word of the terrifying yellow-gray demon had spread through merchants and some other channels, but this was the first time it was seen directly.

Disaster and famine, the bright power that devours the heart of the sun, will devour all food...

Various rumors like these spread along with the "buzzing..." sound of wings, but fortunately the terrifying swarm of insects did not swoop down on the way.

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“Da da da…”

A packhorse was galloping forward along the pipeline recklessly, not caring about the caravans and pedestrians around it. For a moment, everyone on the road could only get out of the way, cursing in their hearts but not daring to shout it out loud.

This was a messenger. Afterwards, he rushed through the gate of the imperial capital of Gunningsen with almost his entire body hugged on his packhorse. The red flagpole behind him made it impossible for the gate guards to stop him.

Shortly after entering the city gate, the messenger's speed began to gradually slow down, and then he fell to the ground with a "bang", both he and his horse.

The peddlers and hawkers around made way for him and stopped to watch from a distance.

The messenger fell beside the pack horse, and the pack horse lay on its side on the ground foaming at the mouth, causing people around to talk about it.

“Get out of the way!!!”

"Get out of the way, all the outsiders please leave!!"

A team of Imperial Guards, led by an officer, came running over and took over the situation. The leading officer rushed to the messenger on the ground, lifted his head, and saw his cracked lips and stained face.

"Bring some water! Quick!"

The soldier next to him untied the water belt from his waist, opened the opening and handed it to him. Then the officer carefully poured a little water on his lips, and then poured it into his mouth little by little.

“Cough… cough cough…”

The moisture of the water helped the messenger regain some consciousness, but he did not bother to drink the water first. Instead, he struggled to pull out a small wooden tube from his chest.

"Emergency... Military... Situation... Evil... Demon..."

After delivering this heavy military information, the messenger held the water hose tightly and drank it violently.

Soon, this information spread to the top officials of the empire, and in the following one or two days, messengers like this arrived in the imperial capital one after another. The most serious one died suddenly on the official road before even reaching the city gate.

In just two days, the entire capital of the Gunningsen Empire was in a panic, with the lower-class civilians spreading the word that a war might break out, and that it would definitely be a serious matter, as could be seen from the condition of the messengers.

The upper class was even more panicked because they had learned more or less the truth from their own channels, and some nobles had even begun to organize their finances in preparation for evacuation.

Even though the Gunningsen Empire has always been known as a military power, this is by no means a simple war. The enemy is simply not human. Several cities and military towns have already fallen. Moreover, the enemy will not occupy cities and does not need prisoners, but will only destroy and devour.

After all, the demons are not conquering cities, which requires swift movement. They will slowly digest what they get, whether by eating or destroying it. Some demons will look for some underground rivers or volcanic abysses and begin to arrange spells to extract the elemental force of this world.

Qin Xiaoxia has not seen this kind of absorption yet. Even if he knew about it, he has never come into contact with similar information. However, it makes the world consciousness that can intuitively feel something extremely panicked.

All these cruel or weird behaviors delayed the pace of the demons to some extent. Otherwise, if the demons ran away freely, the territory of the Gunningsen Empire would be destroyed in a few days.

In the imperial capital of Gunningsen and some big cities, many nobles and dignitaries have already thought of the direction of their family's retreat, fleeing to the land of the gospel of the God of Light, the Holy Kingdom of Light, or to go a step further and flee directly to the Holy Mountain of Light.

The Imperial Emperor Bafmant stood in the garden of the palace in an irritable mood, holding a steel sword in his hand.

He had just finished practicing sword skills and his breathing was a little rapid, but none of the servants beside him dared to approach to serve His Majesty the Emperor at this time. Even a fool knew that Bafmant was in a very bad mood.

In addition to the attendants, there were also some important civil and military officials standing on the side of the garden corridor, who also dared not breathe.

Bavmante closed his eyes and tilted his head back.

The news about those evil demons was overwhelming, and considering Asia's earlier situation and the reminder from the old city lord, he knew that this was probably true, and no one dared to forge such military intelligence.

Of course, unlike previous wars, there were very few defeated soldiers who escaped, and military intelligence all came from messengers who were the first to eliminate the evil spirits when the generals at the front knew the consequences.

"Perhaps some of the remaining soldiers escaped, but they fled to other places!"

Bafmant was looking forward to this because his third prince, whom he had high hopes for, happened to be on his father's behalf going to the military town outside the city of Asiaze to inspect the so-called "city isolated from evil spirits."

Although royal families are mostly cold-blooded, they sometimes also have emotions.

"How many people are secretly preparing to escape from the imperial capital?"

Bavmante calmed his breath, asked in a low voice, and immediately a minister reported.

"Your Majesty, now the powerful families in the imperial capital basically have similar ideas. Some people even thought they were smart enough to flee the city last night."

His Majesty the Emperor glanced at the ministers and looked up at the sky.

"You may be wondering why I let them run away."

Turning to look at these ministers, Bafmant sneered.

"Humph, go find the Church of Light? Let them go!"

I still remember the so-called oracle decree issued by the Holy Mountain a few months ago, which was about the heretical forces headed by the city-state of Fanite, but it was exactly the situation that the Dawn Protestant Church had long reminded Asia of.

During this period of time, various evil spirits have appeared in various parts of the world to varying degrees, but the Church of Light in the Holy Mountain seems to have no way to deal with this. Churches in various places are usually well-funded and can run away quickly when encountering evil spirits.

However, the Protestantism, which was defined as heresy by the Holy Mountain, sent people to contact various forces and powers to fight against evil. They predicted that the end of the world was getting closer and no one would be spared.

Bafmant had come into contact with a Protestant witcher, who once told him in private that the so-called Church of Light, which is now thriving in the world, is a shameful group that has abandoned the glory of its ancestors.

The meaning of "light" here is not the so-called omnipotent god, but it symbolizes the power of light that fought against darkness in the dark years. This power includes the heroes of this world, the strong people from other worlds, and the great "mentors".

After the darkness was driven out, the true "light" receded, and the original church gradually degenerated into a tool for centralized power, enjoyment, and money-making.

The Dawn Protestantism is the inheritance of the orthodox will from thousands of years ago.

The comparison between the new and old churches is obvious, especially at this juncture.

Therefore, Bafmant knew very well that the so-called Holy Mountain of Gospel was just a group of guys seeking fame and reputation. Even if they wanted to run away, they would go in the direction of the city-state of Fanit.

Although the situation ahead was dangerous, the dignity of the empire and the royal family did not allow Bafmant to run away now. He even wanted to see with his own eyes what the so-called evil demons looked like.

At this time, a noisy "buzzing buzz buzz..." sound gradually sounded. At first it was very subtle, then it gradually increased, and later it was so noisy that it made people feel upset.

The sky gradually darkened, and everyone, whether the emperor in the imperial city or the civilians and soldiers in the city, subconsciously looked up.

A boundless shadow was obscuring the light of the sky. Within a few minutes, the entire Emperor Gunningsen fell into darkness amid the noisy chirping of insects.

After several days of non-stop flight, the locust swarms have reached the territory of the Gunningsen Empire. Even though the messengers who reported the situation to the border traveled day and night, they were still not as fast as the locust swarms. Therefore, this situation was very abrupt for all the major cities along the way of the Gunningsen Empire.

In fact, due to the huge scale of the boundless insect swarm, many places in the empire were in darkness for a long time.

Bafmante in the imperial city couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He really wanted to see him, but he shouldn't come so soon.

But at this moment, a ray of light stood out in the darkness.

The Holy Spirit spread its wings woven with magic threads and also flew over at high speed, dragging more than a dozen people around it with magic threads, including the Sword Saint Degni, the Paladin Leyte, and others.

That sacred appearance makes almost everyone who sees it subconsciously regard it as a savior in some sense.

Ten minutes later, the Holy Spirit and the Protestant members of the Fanite city-state had met with the Emperor of the Gunningsen Empire and others, and explained the purpose of their visit.

As a well-deserved frontline country, the Holy Spirit needs to carve the spell formation directly here to avoid the reinforcements from Earth having to rush on the road to join the battle.

In the next few hours, the imperial capital remained in darkness, as if the swarm of insects was endless.

In the ruins of a city, wailing and screaming continued, demons were wreaking havoc and destroying, enjoying the food with pleasure, and some special individuals were constantly carving ritual arrays. As the progress was made, magma began to emerge from the ground around the ritual arrays.

They are just a group of scattered demons, and the abundant "food" has made some chaotic individuals so happy that they forget everything else.

On the periphery, some medium-level demons and some high-level demons had already sensed something and turned to look towards the horizon of a distant mountain range.

After a while, a black shadow came over the mountains and approached with that noise.

There were also demons carving spell formations on the distant mountains, and several fireballs rose into the sky and exploded, "biting" several visible gaps in the dark clouds in an instant, and countless charred insect corpses like dust fell to the ground.

However, these gaps are insignificant compared to the entire shadow, and are quickly filled by the overflowing black shadow.

The demons on the ruins of the city could only see the shadow covering the mountain range, and could also see some flames lighting up on the mountain tops that were already covered by the shadow. However, as the shadow grew thicker, the flames were covered and could not come out.