Chapter 1128: Ghost in the night

Along with his shout, the speed of the army phalanx of servants in front of him was also significantly faster.

To the left of these dense soldiers, a black golden eagle flag was hung out on the outer wall of a collapsed magic tower. There, it is already the territory of the Ailan Hill Empire!

The battle lasted from early morning to dusk, and the Demon Servants of the Ailan Hill Empire never meant to stop the attack.

They were thrown into teams of one thousand people one after another, and densely packed servant soldiers poured into Witthallans, in a way that they could not even think of before.

These heavily armed demon soldiers never thought that one day they would dare to disobey the eye of magic, let alone that they would dared to take a weapon and rush into Witthaorance as a conqueror!

Because this is the most sacred place for the devil, making loud noises here is an act of disrespect to the source of magic.

If a madman runs wild here, the **** waiters will kill the madman in the most cruel way, and then hang him on the wall to dry.

But now, thousands of demon soldiers are holding up their spears and swords, using the craziest killings, rampant in this city.

They conquered ruins one after another, occupied one house after another, and killed the demon who guarded it inside, fighting for the origin of magic.

The demon soldiers with top helmets and buckling armour hung the black eagle flag on a building that had not completely collapsed, declaring the sovereignty of these places in the most direct way!

"It's almost consumed!" Putting down the binoculars in his hand again, Heidecarnon said without any expression on his face: "It's time for our soldiers to come out! Let the soldiers get ready!"

"Yes! General!" An officer stood up and saluted, then turned around and walked to the walkie-talkie, grabbing the receiver: "Ready to attack!"

In a remnant building on the edge of the city where the eagle flag has been hung, the infantrymen of the Ailanhill Empire are arranging their equipment.

A human soldier is checking his own automatic rifle. The heavy assault rifle with a 10mm caliber looks very light under the operation of his exoskeleton arm, and every part is well lubricated.

He pulled the bolt, then observed the situation in the barrel, and then inserted a magazine full of bullets into the rifle.

The comrades beside him stuffed magazines one after another into the backpack, and the comrades opposite him were painting his face with dark green paint at this time.

"After sunset! It's our turn to attack!" An officer walked into this building, glanced at his men who were preparing weapons and ammunition, and shouted loudly: "I hope you are ready."

"I hope those demons are ready... ready for death!" Burrison, the deputy battalion commander, sneered, and inserted a cold-blooming dagger into the scabbard on the side of his calf.

In the distance, the setting sun that had turned crimson had begun to sink into the horizon, and the light in the sky had become very, very dim.

Those special two moons, one after the other, exudes a soft and bright light, making the entire sky shine with a light gray faint light.

"Check the equipment!" He stood up, picked up the helmet in front of him, and connected it to the mechanical spine behind his head.

After gaining support, the heavy helmet was naturally buckled down and put on Burrison's head.

The heavy visor covered Burrison's face with the insignificant sound of motor scrolling, and then the panoramic display illuminates Burrison's face.

"The system has detected insufficient visibility! The system has detected insufficient visibility!" The booted computer immediately sounded an alarm tone.

Immediately afterwards, as the alarm sound reverberated, the computer sounded again: "The auxiliary equipment starts to work, and the low-light night vision system starts!"

All the sights in front of Burrison's eyes turned green, and with that, the outlines of these sights became clear.

The sun in the distance has already submerged into the earth, and everything around it has become dim, but the display in Burrison's visor still clearly provides all the surrounding scenes.

"Go!" He took up his weapon and took a step forward. All the soldiers in front of him took up their weapons, pushed open the gate, and walked out of the building.

Outside the building, the soldiers on standby saluted Burrison one after another. The Allanhill heavy-armored grenadiers went into battle on the first day and night of the Battle of Withalans.

They are ghosts in the middle of the night, they are vampire-like troops. The night is their best disguise, and the darkness is the camouflage on them.

Although they were wearing heavy armor, their footsteps were still light. In the darkened night, they scattered along the street like ghosts and disappeared into the quiet city of Witthallans.

When these shadows passed by, the servant soldiers stationed in the ruins found the shadows passing by them.

The startled soldiers just wanted to sound the horn when they saw the document that was raised in front of them. At this time, they knew that these ghosts in the dark night were human soldiers on mission.

A house that survived was full of wounded demon guards. The demon soldiers who had worked hard all day leaned against the wall and closed their eyes wearily.

The demon servants who had finally supported the opposite stopped their offensive. These demons held their weapons and immediately entered a sweet dream.

A demon on guard looked at the dark distance, and his exhaustion made him close his eyes from time to time. But perseverance still allowed him to support him, and he didn't fall asleep in such a quiet night.

"Those damned **** have turned their backs on their beliefs. Tomorrow we will let them know the power of the source of magic!" Two soldiers on patrol never passed by, one of them said to the other.

"You're right! We should let them know how good we are!" The other soldier nodded, his words floating far away in a particularly peaceful evening.

Just where they were passing, in a dark corner, suddenly, a dark green lens emitted a ghostly faint light.

A few seconds later, a pair of demon's boots were dragged into the darkness, and the demon soldier who was standing guard at the edge of the house just now was gone.

There is only a pool of black blood on the ground. In this black night full of blood, no one will find it...