My Empire

Nine hundred and ninety four magic king

The southern part of the devil, Eresia has gloomy into a boulder building building. This huge building is a towering magic tower like this huge like pyramid. The outer wall of the magic tower is covered with vines, and it seems that there are hundreds of years and even thousands of years.

The Moz soldiers on both sides helped Eresia to push a heavy door, and the sound echoed in the hallway.

Eresia's boots stepped on the slate, emitted the sound, dull gallery, hanging on the wall of the torch kept hopping.

I have walked a dark corridor, step by step along the rotating step, she has already arrived next to the window with sunlight shot.

A figure in a black robes followed by Iresia, step by step, two figures, one after another, I can't see the end of the end of the stadium.

I don't know how long I have gone, and I have a door in front of Ersia, and both sides of the gate are the demon soldiers wearing a new armor.

These helmets are the Allai Empire aid to Iresia. Only her kid, and is completely loyal to her magic soldiers, they are eligible to wear.

At least on the surface, these helmets are much better than the armor used by the Mozu. I got the Mozu of this armor, I really like their new equipment: After all, the new armor is handsome!

However, these helmets are indeed more than those armored servants from the Elan Empire to the evil servant, those armor are truly prepared for war, and their defensive power is higher, and it is more likely to produce a lot.

The demon of the two waists hanging on the long sword is separated from the foreigner, respecting Eresia. They got up when they walked to them in front of them and pushed the door in front of Eresia.

The door is slowly opened, and the demon will be held on both sides, and some demon officials have.

They have saluted with Iresia's Bow, which looks respectful. Although the Devil appeared in a late arrival, Aresia had worked many practical things for the Mozu, so I have got a part of the moon.

"His Majesty! Your Majesty!" When Eresia passed these demon, these demon greeted, and his face was full of piety and respect.

However, when they saw that Eresia was unknown with an unidentified figure, one became alert.

Eresia walked to the high platform for her, she stepped away from the high place, and the black man followed behind her followed the stairs.

"Bold! That is the throne of the Devil!" A demon will hold the long sword of the waist, and the cold and wakes the figure that follows Iresia to the throne.

"Nothing!" I didn't return to the mouth. I heard her words. The demon will be a little unwilling to launch the palm of holding the sword handle, and retreats to the position he should stand.

A flaming armor is sitting at his position, and the figure stands on the side, overlooking the stairs, the senior officials of the Mozu.

"I will come back this time! It is necessary to do it," Eresia looked at his own, and said slowly.

Her voice is very nice, in the specialty of this hall, still keeping a long time, as if there is no majesty.

The more ancient ancient, the more superstitious organization, the more willing to build a similar appearance in the parliament hall. They use the echo to strengthen their authority, let the people who hear such sounds below, invisible.

This is an original hypnosis technique, and many monarchs have religious use and carry forward. However, as time goes, a similar method is not so high.

Looking at the scene in front of him, in fact, Eresia remembered the scene of himself and Chris. That is a very contracted environment, the words of the two people do not need similar processing.

However, what they talk about, but it seems to be more straightforward. They persuaded each other's facts, not relying on this boring hypnosis.

When the real power, such hypnosis will not play any effect, because the strong people believe that the strength is the powerful, ungeusive, and is a higher realm, which is better than this kind of deliberate construction. The majesty is much more than too much.

At this moment, I Rativea is as if it is a Bugatti Weihang sports car, and I've seen my own Nissan Sunlight. It is really full of dislike.

"This time I went to the magic continent, I brought back the goodwill of human emperor Chris." After the dislikes for a few seconds, Eresia direct the theme, and said this time to the harvest of Ceatis.

Her red lips are light, and the fantastic voice floats in the air, so that people can't help but continue to listen.

In fact, the voice of Eresia is really full of temptation, enough to make many people who are unstoppable.

Just let her regret that Chris seems to have never been confused by her voice, and even the gas guy did not expose the feelings enjoyed by appreciation!

No way, Eresia has not seen that the scorpion is super good, so that the sound is sweet and the sweetness of the Jessica is a bit envious Jessica.

Surrounded by Yan Yan Yan, Chris has read too much woman, and heard too much sound, so ... he is immunized ... I can't be happy, still tragic, in short, Chris is now Beautiful and beautiful appreciation standards, high scary.

"Your Majesty! IMHR ... Human is still bombing our village at this moment ... We didn't feel that human beings were kind to us." An old devil squatted with a cane and said.

He is a nobleman in the southern demon, which is very prestige in this city. Eresia appointed him as a manager in the southern region, and he also looked loyal to Eresia.

"These things are because of this matter." Eresia lost its steps, the love of the Ailan Hill Empire unique white paper, there was a straightness in the wind.

Because the staples were taken together, these files were not scattered. It draws a beautiful arc, and finally fell in front of this old devil's foot.

The old devil has not been able to get into the waist, and the generals of a magic of his magic have picked up the document and look down.

When he read the text above, he was surprised by his eyes: "This ... How can this be? They ... they have a group of bastions."

The old devil is more curious in this document, he sees the document from that hand, and looks carefully.

This file is very detailed, there are some clear color print photos. There are live records on these photos, as well as the corpse photo of the Mark and other people killed by the devil.

"..." After reading the content on the file, the old devil feels the same as the strength of his body.

He has a bit of wolf and then looks up and looks at Iresia: "Your Majesty! What happened ... We have no way ... we want to explain to them ..."

Almost all demon present, all of them are nasal. They certainly know that human beings are going to be, it may not be just an explanation.

Those humans don't even need demon prostitutes, they are for revenge, so they don't mind find an excuse, once again rush to kill the devil!

Eresia is also good, there are other demon in the field, and they only have one thing: how to let humans give up again, and the demon is intended to be intended to be rooted.

For them, this is a problem. If you put it in front, they will be bleached, but now, after eating two months of bubble noodles and bread sausages, the demon here, I haven't born the idea of ​​a dead war.

"I have explained the Human Emperor Chris! Let's talk about our own problems first!" I only listened to Eresia: "We have given up the magic of this belief ... This time you must It is necessary to firm our position. "

"In the past, we believe that the magic origin is like Shenming, can lead us to victory!" She looked at the ministers of their feet, continue: "We can conquer other races, see them as lambs ... So slaughter, Casually slavery ... "

"But we are wrong! We are the lamb, we are slaves! In front of the magic, we have always been slaughtered the lambs, the slaves who are exploited!" She stood up from their own throne, Go to the edge of the ladder.

She no longer continued to move forward, so she didn't take the stairs. She just stood on the edge and continued to say: "Magic Bo's source has not brought us any progress, but puts brutality and ignorant until today."

Her words were vibrated, wrapped around the whole hall: "So we must resist! This is our fate!"

"We don't need to stay behind, lack of food, no clothes! We have to face a better future!" Eresia spreads your arms, confident full: "We will no longer be worried about farmland, as long as we are willing to cultivate There will be a cultivated land! We can have more food, with more and better clothing! "

When she said these words, every sentence made the following audience eyes bright. These are the real benefits, you can have a tempting than the big cake painted by the magic life?

After all, the cake is better, and the painting is attracted, but if you can't eat it, you can't calculate a cake again.

This is why, the rule of Magic's origin will have the most important reason for the problem so soon.