Swinging the long sword in his hand, Amon Val cut off the enemy general's head without hesitation, driving the surging flames and turning it into a raging fire.
Amon Val stamped the handle of his knife on the ground.
In an instant, the duel circle formed by flames exploded like flowers scattered from heaven, turning into tongues of fire that flowed everywhere, burning all the orcs who fought bravely into charcoal.
The situation was almost one-sided, and Amon Val captured another city effortlessly.
He exhaled a breath of scorching flames, and the helmet made of flames on Amon Val's head turned into sparks and dissipated.
Walking towards the city, Amon Val left a trail of burning footprints.
"There is still no news about them?" Amon Val asked the messenger not far away.
The messenger beside him, who was also on fire, did not dare to be negligent and replied:
“So far, no reports have been received.
No one with any relevant characteristics was found on the battlefield.
Could it be that they are hiding somewhere and dare not come out because Lord Amon Val is too powerful?"
Amonval's steps came to an abrupt halt, and the sharp sword flashed and fell on the messenger's neck.
The messenger was so frightened that he dared not move. He had never expected that by flattering the horse, he would actually hit the horse's hoof. He quickly apologized:
"I'm sorry, sir. I know I was wrong! Please spare my life."
Amon Val gently raised his hand and took back the black sword:
"This will not happen again. If there is any emergency, report it to me immediately.
That person would definitely not hide somewhere and not come out. He must be plotting something.
He was definitely the one who spread rumors like that.
Still the same as before, always resorting to despicable means.
Such a person has no dignity as a warrior at all. If that's the case, the next time I see him, I will not hesitate to strangle him to death and burn him to death.
If you find anything unusual during my battle, don't report it to me, report it directly to the Demon King and Lun.
They’ll deal with it.”
The messenger secretly breathed a sigh of relief and replied in the loudest voice:
"Got it. I promise to complete the task."
Amon Val started again, heading towards the next city to conquer.
On the way, the scouts who went out to investigate found a series of suspicious traces. After asking Amon Val for instructions, the scouts followed the suspicious traces all the way and found a fox orc who was in a hurry.
The fox orcs also realized that they were being followed, and used various strategies to try to escape the scouts.
However, his personal strength was limited and his speed was far slower than that of the scouts of the Demon King's army, so he was caught red-handed.
The scouts tied up the fox orc and threw him in front of Amon Val, handing him over to a special interrogator for interrogation.
The captured fox orc was very tough and would rather die than surrender. He said that he would never reveal the information under any circumstances. However, in the face of the power of magic, his persistence was meaningless.
After the interrogator in charge of the interrogation carefully examined his body, he found a black magic circle that erased his memory on his back.
He had painted it on voluntarily.
After applying this magic circle, the memories within a period of time will be controlled by this magic. If the magic is forcibly removed, all memories within that period will be deleted.
"Although they think this is a very clever trick, this kind of magic is just a piece of cake for us."
The interrogator took great pains to perfectly remove the magic circle on the fox orc, and controlled the fox orc with potions and charm magic.
The fox orc immediately became like a body without a soul. He lowered his head and obeyed the interrogator's orders, revealing everything that Mindarak had entrusted to him:
“.Due to the approaching Demon King’s army, Governor Mindarak has now moved the administrative center to the relatively safe Dongwang City.
Don't be surprised, everything needed for governing has been arranged there, all we need is people to arrive.
Baihua has become a cover, a bait.
The people there will still fight back, but don't worry too much.
If commands from Baihuadu and Dongwangcheng arrive at the same time, the commands from Dongwangcheng will be given priority.
In addition, Archon Mindarak is planning to launch a surprise attack on the teleportation platform owned by the demons to cut off the demons' supply of materials.
The personnel have officially taken action. If they need your help, please don't hesitate to help.
This is a matter of national survival.”
"Any other information?" asked the interrogator.
The fox orc said in a low voice: “This is all the information that Governor Mindarak needs me to convey.
Due to the special nature of the message, and our continued speculation that the Demon King's army has the technology to hijack our magic signals, we have adopted this most primitive method to deliver the message. Please forgive me.
I have a special badge sewn on my chest, and when you see it, you know that everything I say is true."
As he spoke, the fox orc tore open his clothes, cut open his chest with his sharp claws without hesitation, and took out a bloody medal.
The interrogator held the medal and handed it to Amon Val.
Amon Val burned away the bloodstains on it and examined it carefully. The medal was carved from platinum, which is more precious than gold. The workmanship was extremely fine and not something that ordinary people could make.
"Have the people of this country abandoned their capital?" Mindarak asked. "From your tone, it seems that you had anticipated this might happen. Tell me, what is so special about that place!"
The fox beastman said groggily, “The sages of this world have already predicted the coming of the demon king.
The top leaders seemed to know that the demons were not to be underestimated. Therefore, they accepted the assistance of the Rose Empire and continued to complete those huge cannons.
With those cannons, it will be much easier to deal with the Demon King’s army. At least it will prevent them from advancing so smoothly.”
Amon Val clenched the medal in his hand. The scorching heat made the platinum medal deform like mud.
"What do you mean by wanting to attack our teleportation platform?"
"It means exactly what it says." The fox orc said, "The attack may or may not have started. Next, we must assist them. They also have something to prove their identity."
As soon as the fox orc finished speaking, the messenger who had just flattered the horse accidentally hit the horse's hoof and hurried to Amon Val's side and reported:
“Something terrible has happened, Lord Amon Val!
Our rear city was suddenly attacked!
There were no casualties, but the transmission platform and signal tower we modified have been destroyed by them!
Repairing may take some time.
In addition, intelligence was sent from other war zones, indicating that people had attacked signal towers there as well.
All countries surprisingly reached a consensus and wanted to stop the advance of the Demon King's army in this way!"
(End of this chapter)