After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King - Chapter 452
Chapter 452 The final pre-war mobilization
“You kings… no, thousands of creatures!”
Isabella, standing at the highest point of this temporary podium, she looked very calm and determined towards the overwhelming creatures… It was raining now.
Although it was not a heavy rain, the fine raindrops were still uncomfortable when it fell on the body.
But no one used tools to keep out the rain. Even the king was drenched in the rain just like his subjects… Even Isabella, who was barely in command of her entire life, was like this.
Even though it was cold and trembling, her voice was still firm, clearly visible in the sound of the rain… It seems that Isabella has grown up, and if it is her now, then she will definitely be able to reach the goal of “Leading a teacher” in Ila’s heart standard.
“Silver Moon Grove has been destroyed, and the dwarf kingdom has also been destroyed. Now… the World Tree Beast is destroying the Demon King’s Territory, and the Principality and Empire will follow.”
As Isabella spoke, she glanced at the place full of sorrow, and felt that the atmosphere was not good, so she raised her hand high, pointed to the sky, shouted loudly, and deliberately smiled: “Hahaha! it does not matter!”
Laughing just like her father Uther.
It doesn’t matter? How could it be okay? Those are the countries that everyone cherishes, the places where everyone’s dreams and future should be entrusted, and now they are destroyed like this, how can it be okay?
“Because, we will die too! Absolutely die!”
Isabella yelled confidently. It was obviously a more tragic tragedy, but after she finished saying this… Everyone’s mood has indeed improved a lot. I really don’t know what kind of wonderful chemical reaction it is.
“Sad? No…no need to be sad.”
Isabella, who said this, shouted loudly amidst the [Boom~] sound that resounded through the world: “If you feel sad, then laugh! It’s just a death.”
The rain got heavier.
Isabella’s golden hair has been completely stuck to her face, and tightly attached to her body, but her emerald green eyes become even more dazzling under the dark sky.
“We don’t need heartbreak…”
But at this time, Isabella’s voice softened, without the previous impassionedness, she said calmly: “There is no need to be sad, because the enemy is there.”
Speaking like this, Isabella calmly pointed her finger at the World Tree Beast that was wreaking havoc in the direction of the Demon Lord… This calmness was very similar to that of Ira.
“That’s where the enemy is, so we don’t need to be sad… If we don’t know what to do, then we are right to be sad, but we are not.”
Isabella said, attracting the eyes of the people who were looking at the World Tree Beast. She said: “We know what we need to do…that is to fight! Fight! Fight! Vent! Until death!”
“It’s ridiculous, isn’t it? Because the ending is the same, we’re all going to die…but since that’s the case, let’s make our death more beautiful, or in other words, something [interesting] that is more in line with the values of friends outside the theory.”
Under Isabella’s words, the gathered outsiders couldn’t help but nodded.
“Boom~”
“Boom~”
The footsteps of the World Tree Beast were covered by thunder that resounded at the same time… No, it was actually mixed together, and it was completely impossible to tell what made that sound, even with the accompanying ground vibration.
Absolutely indistinguishable!
…
In the following time, Ulrichla and the generals of several other races began to explain the tactics for the future… This is the best, because different races may have strategies and tactics that can be used for reference.
Satan Ye among the crowd, looked left and right…I found that all of them were people I knew—the other consuls were all there, the brothers and sisters outside the theory were also there, the dragons from the dragon world also came, and the spirit world The Uncle Soul Dragon is also here.
The remnants of the blood world are also there, and the angels are flying around watching, talking to the demons from hell… Even many cat cat cars have come to the main plane, ready to fight.
Can cats and cats really fight?
(cat car: meow?)
Mr. Ira’s teacher and principal were also there, as were several other principals and former principals, and brothers and sisters who looked like pirates were also there…the mages from the Three Towers and people from the Losar Islands also came.
Every race, every faction seems to have gathered here.
Satanye thought so, she looked up at the gray sky, and then lowered her head and rubbed her eyes a little aggrieved because of the raindrops dripping into her eyes…Mr. Yila, probably made a lot of effort, right?
“We have received news that the World Tree Beast has destroyed the Demon Lord’s Territory, and the next target is the Empire… If the villages on the way can’t stop it, it will arrive in the morning of tomorrow.”
After several generals completed the strategic deployment, Isabella sighed softly, but she looked full of fighting spirit and said, “Huh… Come on! Come on! Come on!!”
“Everyone! It’s the eyes! It’s the eyes! We are very angry now! We will also vent our anger! I have prepared absolutely enough food! This is the crystallization of all living beings and all chefs!”
“Let’s bite the meat and fruit viciously! Then get a good sleep and face the decisive battle tomorrow!”
Isabella raised her arms and shouted. In the gradually darkening sky, she looked at Mana, who was outside Lunwai and the angels, covering the sky of the entire plain…blocking the wind and rain, leaving only the sky where the stars could be seen. beautiful weather.
Then, the chefs brought out the delicacies they had prepared… and countless chefs were cooking at the same time, perhaps this is the biggest feast in the world.
Includes…survivors all over the world.
“Eat with peace of mind, sleep with peace of mind…”
Isabella said, and then, as the king, she bowed down to everyone and said her last words, ending today… This is the last day before the end.
She said—
“Because in this world, only anger and delicious food can not be let down.”
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“…”
“Ira, are you okay?”
Shexie looked worriedly at Ira who was already on the bed. She looked at the time, patted Ira’s quilt, and said, “It’s only eight o’clock. You didn’t go to bed so early before.”
“…”
“I slept.”
Amidst Yila’s dull voice, the snake slough had no choice but to turn into a cat-like form, and lay down on Yila’s bed… With a sweep of its tail, it shut down its brain and let out a cry: “Meow meow (do you want to get up early tomorrow?” ?)~”
“…”
“Can.”
Ira responded like this… Damn, I understand cat language.
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Ira’s anger index: 66%
(end of this chapter)