I couldn't stop running. Because the capital of my kingdom is under attack.

Hugo's eyes bleed.

I am from the territory of Lazenreit, not the capital of the kingdom. Previously, however, the capital was liberated with a battalion led by the venerable Vic Larzenreit. And they survived, and received thanks from the people of the king's city, and rejoiced in their victory together.

Adults and children, men and women. And the faces of the men that were there passed, and saw the king's city being destroyed, and the blood boiled.

"You guys are still human!!"

I was screaming.

Manipulating unfamiliar demonic machines, he ran to the capital of the kingdom. I felt like I could do anything. He lacked calmness. But his heart cried out, "Fight!"

An overwhelming enemy fleet. It is equal to an ant that challenges it. Still, I wasn't scared.

And it wasn't just the Hugo.

The warriors of Coucapente could not kill any more of their brethren.

When I was lurking, when I escaped from the enemy, I had to kill my brothers and sisters in exchange for a long life.

For tomorrow, for the country. I have endured tears.

However, the limit of patience was exceeded. There's nothing to stop it anymore!

Captured from the Empire, Corvette rushed toward the capital.

It is an old aircraft carrier of the Reciprocating Agency. Border reconnaissance and patrolling ships swung old 12-centimeter cannons and dared to charge.

Meanwhile, the Stigme Empire's Hoot class frigates lined up in a row for fast maneuvers. A line of follower ships that trace the back of a ship that is neatly ahead. With a high level of training, she moved to the port side of the old corvette, where she was exposed to a series of magic cannon fire.

Suddenly, Corvette's hull was pierced by countless attacks and exploded. The cannon blew out, the bridge crushed and the engines scattered.

The kamikaze didn't blow.

Mental exhilaration can never be invincible. It ruthlessly crashed the old corvette and did not allow it to reach the capital.

And it thwarted the burning will of the Coucapente warrior. The cold water in the name of reality brought them back to their senses.

In addition, a burst of main gunfire from the Empire Battleships attacked a group of Coocapente fighters.

The earth and sand blew up, and the Magus Machine shook. Hugo had no other technique besides gripping the joystick.

When the plane turned upside down and the stillness returned, many of the warriors were wiped out by gunfire from the ship. Barely a survivor or a half-broken demonic plane is in motion, but a single blow robbed it of most of its combat power.

It was the difference in the force of not trying to cover it.

"Damn....."

Is this it now?

Both the fleets of the Diggle Empire and the Stigme Empire are mercilessly ravaging Coocapente.

"Resistance, liberation, all senseless-"

"-No, the brothers of Coucapente. As long as you keep fighting, your allies will show up.”

The radio made a noise. It's a voice that remembers nostalgia.

"We're right behind you."

Behind you - Hugo looks back. Khalig's monitor captured him.

An overwhelming air fleet. There were dozens, if not hundreds, of black and red hull-colored ships.

Blue fleet, grey fleet. Ships of all shapes and sizes converge one after another, increasing by more than two hundred.



I piloted the Adventist and jumped to the forefront of the fleet.

Various fighter jets, including Falke, Draken, Trovaon, Stormdagger, Talon, and Irish attack planes depart from the aircraft carrier, followed by the Adventist.

As expected, the enemy will be frightened by this number!

General Shade's Liberation Fleet. The Phantom Anger fleet, which was to be sent to Provia, has also arrived as the Stigme Empire moves.

The Seapang fleet, the Seventh Fleet, the Third Fleet of the Kingdom of Varylald, led by Allie, Ms. Bell's Levatain fleet, and my own Balmunk fleet.

The main fleets, excluding those performing other missions, have gathered here!

"That's an amazing number."

Vic, who accompanied me behind me, made his voice bounce.

This is all an ally against the Empire!

You can win, Vic!

Thesia gave a cheerful expression. I'll switch on the radio.

"This is Sorcerer, to all fleets. Attack launched. Plan to liberate Coucapente!"

Vick and the others nodded vigorously to my liberation plan. Let's get this over with.

"Marcus, Escort, please."

Roger that, Sorcerer. Trovaon Squadron, continue!

Trovaon's squadron of fighters, led by Marcus, will accompany the Adventist.

Shipboard ships have started one after another from the Stigme Empire fleet. There's a lot of motivation there too.

The lid of the tournament was cut and dropped.



The 8th fleet of the Stigme Empire, the flagship "Rubercauda". The bridge raised the voice of the vampire captain.

"Pull out all the ships!" The fleet is ready to attack the Grounders! ”

"What the hell, that number is ahh!"

Lupio Culp, the eighth knight, opened his eyes wide.

"I'm not listening." Such a big fleet! "

The old Apollo Empire ships are a bit of a mix, but most of the ships were new to Rupio.

I mean, it's not the Empire's fleet. I understand that they are the ones who have defeated friendly fleets from all corners of the Empire.

"Hahaha! A lowly groundhand appears with his goose head aligned." If you think you can win with all the numbers, you can't tell me that it's a big mistake! "