......
"Is this the limit of the human emperor level?"
"You can't even warm me up, you're such a loser!"
The cold voice of the Demon God Andre came from the sky above, and was clearly heard by countless people on the ground.
Haojie's face changed drastically, and he flew up into the air, carefully catching the broken bodies of Redenda and Old Brown.
"Uncle Da! Uncle Brown!"
Hao Jie looked at the two dying people and was panicked.
"Hold on! I'll take you to treatment..."
"Haojie, don't waste your energy..."
“We are old…”
"From now on...it's up to you to protect the Federation..."
Liedenda stopped Haojie and took a last look at the City of Glory, a place he had guarded all his life, his eyes full of reluctance.
He sighed and looked at Haojie, revealing deep guilt.
These two emperors, the foundation of the Federation and the pillars of its protection, were unable to fulfill their oath to protect it...
I feel so ashamed of the millions of people in the Federation...
Yet, they themselves were unable to protect something, yet they still had to hand over this heavy burden to a hero who was only half a step away from becoming an emperor...
It is indeed difficult to ask...
Ledenda stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to touch Haojie's head and comfort him as he did in the past.
But, this wish will never come true...
The outstretched hand falls down helplessly...
"Uncle Da..."
Haojie choked with sobs.
This tough guy who could face death calmly burst into tears at this moment.
"Hero, don't be sad for us who are incompetent..."
Old Brown's weak voice rang out:
"Don't listen to Lao Lie either. He told you not to be so rigid before, but he wanted to use responsibility to restrain you before he died..."
"Run away... the farther the better..."
"There's a saying in Daxia: As long as the green mountains remain, there's no need to worry about running out of firewood..."
“Only when people are alive can they have hope…”
“Cough… cough cough…”
Old Brown couldn't catch his breath, his head tilted and he died...
"Uncle Brown..."
Haojie stared blankly at the old man who had died of exhaustion.
The old man's dying words overturned his inherent ideas and also overturned his sense of honor and mission as the chief marshal...
Escape...
For a moment, he was at a loss...
"Human, let me ask you something."
Andre's voice suddenly rang out, startling Haojie and waking him from his confusion.
His entire body was enveloped by an unfathomable pressure, like a small boat on a stormy sea that could capsize at any moment.
A drop of cold sweat slid down Haojie's forehead.
"Has my Demon Commander, Ander Sprite, been captured by you humans?"
"no."
Haojie swallowed and his voice became hoarse.
"Then do you know where she is?"
"have no idea......"
Andre frowned, flew past Haojie and headed straight for the City of Glory.
“Ho-ho-ho!”
Seeing Andre flying away, Haojie couldn't help but breathe heavily.
You didn't kill me?
Although I was a little confused, my life was saved for the time being.
He looked down at the bodies of the two elders in his hands, his eyes filled with sorrow and unwillingness...
Andre hovered over the City of Light.
Energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and in an instant a dazzling energy ball formed. He raised his hand and threw it down.
Rumble!
Outside the City of Light, the garrison fortress in the west was razed to the ground in an instant.
The top-tier defensive shield had no effect at all. Millions of elite troops, waiting in anticipation, were annihilated by this blow.
Even the high walls on the west side of the City of Light were affected, with large areas collapsing.
"No--"
Sam and Alex roared in despair.
Those are their soldiers! They have a say in the federation!
It is the symbol of their lofty status and the capital that makes them look down on the Federation!
Now, a quarter of them were killed in one blow, making them both angry and heartbroken.
"I am the Demon God of the Demon World - Andre!"
"Human!"
"You have one hour to hand over my Demon Commander, Ander Sprite."
"Otherwise, I don't mind slaughtering you all!"
A cold and emotionless voice resounded throughout the City of Light.
"The Demon Chief of the Demon Clan - Ander Sprite? Who is he?"
"We don't know what Demon Marshal is..."
"Who knows where the Demon Marshal is? Go find him!"
"Where are the military people? Did they go eat shit?"
"The invaders have come to our doorstep, why don't you fight? Are you going to let them do whatever they want?"
"It has nothing to do with us. Please, sir, have mercy on us and let us go!"
"Run, get away from here! The farther the better!"
......
The citizens of the City of Glory were in a state of panic. Some were at a loss as to what to do, some angrily cursed the military for its incompetence, some began to beg for mercy, and some began to run away...
For a moment, all kinds of life were played out.
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