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When the metal aircraft arrived above the camp, a dozen Magic Shooters took to the sky, wanting to shoot it down. However, seeing the dozen Desolate Warriors charging at them, the Magic Shooters chose to escape.
These High Mages had seen their companions stabbed to death by these people covered in red light. No one wanted to die in such an unclear way.
The Magic Shooters turned to escape, and the Desolate Warriors did not chase. Without Salin's detailed instructions, they chose to protect the metal aircraft. In the camp on the ground, the fire quickly spread. After the oil was fried, it was difficult to extinguish it with water. Only magic had a greater effect.
The low-level Mages tried to extinguish the fire, but it was futile. The metal aircraft threw too many magic fire bombs. The low-level Mages put out one area, but the oil quickly ignited again. Moreover, Salin's magic fire bombs seemed to have been added with some new potion. Wherever it touched, it had to be completely burned.
Some low-level officers wearing magic armor tried to extinguish the fire, but the oil burned through their armor. They rolled on the ground, howling in pain.
How could the surviving soldiers dare to extinguish the fire? Seeing this, the soldiers followed the low-level Mages out of the camp.
They couldn't escape!
A hundred metal aircrafts released a three mile wide flame belt. This flame belt was still expanding, and the soldiers on the metal aircrafts were already numb to it. The soldier in charge of observation, seeing the heavy casualties below, even felt sorry for them.
It wasn't that this soldier was weak. Those who were assigned to the metal aircraft by Salin were at least mid-level Swordsmen. In the army on the ground, they would be low-level officers or even mid-level officers. This soldier had personally killed more than twenty enemies. It was impossible for him to be soft-hearted.
However, this fire was too terrifying and cruel. Within the area enveloped by the fire, more than 50,000 soldiers did not manage to escape and were burned alive in the sea of fire.
Many of the soldiers who managed to escape were also heavily injured. Although some were not burned by the fire, they were choked by the poisonous smoke. Black blood flowed out of their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
Nicholas felt a pang in his heart when he saw this. When he first joined the Vatican, his original intention was not to fight for power, but to save the ordinary people who were suffering. Later on, the Vatican was like a big dye vat, making him forget his original intention. At this time, Nicholas recalled the oath he had sworn when he had become a low-level Divine Priest.
Save everyone …
Salin's Elemental Eyes could see more clearly. Even the raging fire could not block his vision. But Salin only clenched his teeth and led the elemental creatures to another camp.
The eastern side of the camp was completely finished.
The hundred thousand undead swarmed up and started killing the defeated army. Fighting against the undead required courage. With enough courage, a soldier could take on two undead of the same level at the same time. But now, the people of Skokinya had completely collapsed. They had never heard of such an attack.
The flames eventually burned more than half of the camp, and the place where the soldiers were most concentrated became a sea of fire.
It wasn't that the Scochenya people didn't put up any resistance. Outside Lonestar City, the Scochenya general commanded the army to evade Salin's vanguard and fought for ten hours. In that battle, the Scochenya people lost more than 200,000 soldiers. These soldiers were killed in battle, not captured.
That battle had crushed the courage of the Skocynthians. Salin's attack this time was much easier.
The Skokynya army was defeated like a landslide. In the previous battle, because the South Camp was not directly attacked, the Skokynya people still retained a certain amount of strength. This time, the East Camp was directly burned down. The defensive facilities along the coast had just been built when they were trampled by elemental creatures. The West Camp directly collapsed under the attack of the elemental creatures.
While the Undead Army was slaughtering the East Camp's soldiers, Salin led the Temple of God's Army and had the Light Cavalry shoot down some of the escaping Scochenya soldiers, while he himself took out the Drum of Fear and started beating it.
Although the Drum of Fear couldn't unleash its full power, professionals below Level 4 wouldn't be able to resist its power. A large number of soldiers died painfully to the sound of Sala's drums. Nicholas expressionlessly followed Salin and collected their souls.
All of a sudden, he loathed the gods. This was different from his previous betrayal. This time, he suddenly understood that the gods were just like him now, squeezing believers to achieve their own goals.
Nicholas was a little disgusted with what he was doing, but his speed of collecting souls was not slow. Salin wasn't slaughtering the enemy soldiers for him. He was afraid that these soldiers would join forces with the Inquisition's army. If a large number of mages joined the army, this kind of group attack equipment would be much less effective.
Salin looked at the soldiers dying painfully in the distance and couldn't bear it. However, if these people didn't die and joined forces with the Inquisition's army, he really wouldn't dare to leave Lone Star City.
There was no time. He had to attack Iron Wall City as soon as possible according to the plan. While the northern sea hadn't frozen, he could bypass Scochenya's northern sea and directly occupy Ceylon City.
Thinking of this, Salin couldn't help but want to laugh. Although this didn't fit the current situation.
When he and Rex got married, these emperors all gave him gifts, which was equivalent to recognizing his status in the kingdom. It was too late to regret now, right? If he went to occupy Ceylon City, he didn't know what King Donnie's expression would be like.
The West Camp was in a mess because of Salin's army. It was still the same old method, letting the elemental creatures tear apart the defense line and destroy all the magic equipment. The demons were at the back, followed by the magic infantry, and then nearly ten thousand auxiliary soldiers pouncing on the enemy.
Before there was a way to stop the elemental creatures, this method of attack was invincible and undefeatable. All the large equipment and magic equipment that could cause damage to the demons were destroyed by the elemental creatures' violent methods.
The most terrible thing was the Drum of Fear in Salin's hands. This equipment had a killing range of more than five miles. Although it only targeted professionals below level-four, in the army, this kind of weapon was the most terrifying. A large number of soldiers died before coming into contact with Metatlin's army. The area of one square mile around Salin was empty. The further the distance, the lower the power of the Drum of Fear. However, the enemies who heard the sound of the Drum of Fear were also in extreme pain.
Even if they could still fight, their combat power plummeted. They couldn't last more than a few seconds under the charge of the demons. The demons' huge battle axes slashed down, and blood flowed like a river. Although the West Camp wasn't attacked by the magic fireballs, the scene was still very tragic.
In Salin's previous experience, he rarely encountered such an invincible situation. Every battle was extremely difficult, and he faced life-threatening danger many times. What was happening now could no longer be considered a battle, but a massacre. Salin himself wasn't used to it. He could only numbly hit the Drum of Fear to make it easier for the demons to kill.
The consumption of the Drum of Fear was very small. Salin didn't kill the goose that laid the golden eggs. He only let the Drum of Fear release its normal attack power. The core of the Drum of Fear was only a trace of the Dread Angel's soul. If he squeezed too much, Salin was afraid that this trace of soul would dissipate.
In the south of the camp, there were already Skokenya people fleeing again. Those who retreated without the orders of their commanders were considered deserters, and they would be beheaded if captured. The problem was that they would die if they stayed. These soldiers didn't care about the strict military law, and more and more soldiers joined the fleeing troops.
Salin was completely relieved. Before the appearance of equipment that could suppress his Drum of Fear, it would be difficult for the army he led to meet a worthy opponent. These fleeing soldiers were also affected by the sound of the Drum of Fear. Many of them even had hallucinations, and fell into extreme emotions. They began to attack their comrades beside them.
Including the Undead, Salin's army didn't even reach 150,000 people, but they easily defeated the enemy's 600,000 troops. This kind of achievement was rare in history.
Rex was also observing the battlefield. After confirming the power of the magic fireball, she heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she felt even more relaxed when she saw Salin's elemental creatures charging forward. Without these elemental creatures, her prefecture and Salin's kingdom might face the most dangerous situation since the founding of the nation.
Now, she could free up her hands to deal with the Skokenya Empire. As long as Salin's fleet occupied Tilan City, she didn't believe that Downey would dare to send troops from the Rhine Duchy to deal with Salin's country.
The most devastated one was Sharman. Salin brought her along to see the world. He didn't even bring the Truman Show, but chose her because Sharman was really talented. Sooner or later, she would have to lead an army to war. Unexpectedly, Sharman had seen blood and killed before. Seeing the corpses all over the battlefield, she actually started to vomit.
Seeing that there was nothing else to do, the Mages that Salin brought with him all started to heal Sharman. Sharman stopped vomiting, but she still felt uncomfortable. Rex smiled and asked her, "Sharman, didn't you say you wanted to be a general? You can't do it like that. "
"This isn't war," Sharman groaned and replied weakly.
Salin stopped smiling and also stopped beating the Drum of Fear. He said to Sharman, "This indeed isn't war. The purpose of war is for profit. As for us … it's because it's a matter of life and death."
Sharman straightened her body and panted. She said to Salin, "Brother Salin, but we can't kill all the enemies."
"Why not?" Salin looked at Sharman calmly. Sharman was getting older, but she still had the body and face of a child.
"The more we kill, the more enemies there are!" Salin saw that Sharman's eyes were already glistening with tears.
"Sharman, I know. That's why I built a kingdom. Join my kingdom, and you can live." Salin's voice was calm as he looked into the distance. The camp in the distance had long been trampled by the elemental creatures. The light cavalry charged in and shot the injured soldiers with bows and arrows.
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