My hero is myself

This is a big move by the Alien Fire Order and provides more reference information.

It can be used as characteristic data for further investigation and comparison with previously collected information.

The war started.

But Roland has become familiar with spells and artillery fire these days, and death has gradually made him numb.

In the war between worlds, human life is like a piece of grass, and extraordinary people are like ants.

Even the native gods of this world are nothing more than pawns.

The real game happens at a higher level.

They were already infinitely close to the fog and were about to glimpse the truth.

Just the last step to verify...

boom!

The huge explosion made Roland unsteady, and he turned around unexpectedly...

The explosion came from the rear, in the direction of the wounded barracks.

When did those demons touch their backs?

"The whole regiment is here, return to the wounded barracks to help!"

He quickly conveyed the order, and in less than 5 minutes, each battalion under his command had divided its troops and moved in the direction of the wounded camp.

Volume 150: Entering Kyushu for the first time: Chapter [-]: Don’t shed tears over the illusion of a dream

The balance of victory quickly tilted towards the Alien Fire Cult.

Saints marched in formation, and the ultimate weapons of war were brought to the battlefield.

He also transferred the main force of the demon clan to other directions.

Such a series of arrangements means that the demons have an unimaginable progress speed and a fighting spirit that is not afraid of death, but it is still difficult to make up the gap in absolute strength.

"Sirs, I will live and die with this city today."

The queen, dressed in a red dragon robe, walked to the top of the city and beat the drum herself.

The last elite of the demon clan stood guard by her side, facing attacks from heaven and earth.

Everyone knew that it was only a matter of time before the city fell.

But no soldier is willing to give up the home he has worked so hard to build.

Fight to the last moment, we will die with honor!

the other direction.

The Demon Emperor's Guards, who were heading towards the wounded barracks, also discovered that they might no longer have a rear to make a triumphant return.

"For Her Majesty the Queen, kill!"

The commander of the Guards gritted his teeth and roared out his determination to die.

Since there is no way to retreat, then fight the enemy to the last drop of blood!

This is also the reason why the saints of the Alien Fire Order arranged the wounded soldiers camp to face these desperate men.

He has fought against these demons too many times, and he knows that these guys will not despair when they are about to die, but will show their final madness.

Therefore, instead of being consumed by them in large quantities, it is better to directly send out wounded soldiers with low value to consume their physical strength.

Then close the net, you can use the minimum loss in exchange for the maximum damage.

It can also save food and eliminate the need to support a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people after the war.

Get more in one fell swoop.

What a simple and clear game this is!

There is no human life in the eyes of the saint, only cold numbers.

As long as he made the choice to allow the holy fire to spread further and gain more faith, he did it without hesitation.

Fierce battles were fought on a front that was hundreds of miles long.

The number of deaths per minute reached the peak of this pioneering war.

Blood oozed from the Queen's fingertips on the city wall.

The elite demon clan guarding them were rushed out of a gap by the imperial army.

The defenses of the wounded barracks were breached, and the crazy Demon Emperor's Guards killed everyone on sight.

"We were abandoned..."

Some soldiers compared the location of the military camp and the distance between them and the front line, and understood that someone must have deliberately let this enemy force in.

Cries and despair arose one after another.

Those priests who are good at healing magic gathered at this time as the last force to protect the defense line.

They are all devout believers trained by the Holy Fire Academy. They have experienced actual combat training, have certain combat experience, and know how to work as a team.

It's a pity that the number of people is too small.

The Demon King's Guards originally intended to use them as hostages and surround them for reinforcements, so they naturally prepared enough traps to eat their prey.

It would be a big joke if the prey counterattacked.

The Alien Fire Cult has the upper hand in every situation, except for the discarded child of the Wounded Barracks, which is in danger.

boom!

The bolide swarm released by the palace magicians jointly destroyed the roof of Shishisuma's barracks.

Veronica was so shocked that she vomited blood and fell to the ground.

She was lucky. The two comrades next to her were directly hit by the meteor and turned into ashes in an instant.

Blood, flesh and bones splashed onto Veronica's face, breaking through the delicate skin...

But she could no longer tell which was her own blood and which was other people's blood.

"War, this is the real war, this is the worst nightmare..."

Veronica had a brush with death, and suddenly remembered her previous conversation with Roland, showing a hint of self-mockery.

It turned out that he was not teaching himself a lesson, but that he was always separated from himself by his protection, and he did not know the horror of death happening around him.

The comrades who just encouraged each other to persist until support arrived were as fragile as a balloon in the next second, exploding into blood foam and fragments...

This feeling was more direct than dealing with even the most horrific injuries at the rear, and a sense of despair and powerlessness filled my heart.

"There is no hope, we are the victims of victory..."

"The saint who fucked your horse, you are an inhuman bastard!"

"Who will save me, I don't want to die yet..."

Veronica stood up unsteadily as she listened to the cries coming from all directions.

"Miss Pastor, my butt hurts so much, please give me a good pleasure..."

She saw a wounded soldier whom she had finally rescued, with his lower body pressed under the beam, looking at her pleadingly.

"Just hold on a little longer..."

She knelt on the ground and tried to hold up the beam.

But at this time, she was injured and her body was already quite weak. Without the blessing of divine power, she was no different from an ordinary girl.

"Miss Pastor, thank you, but you must not be able to hold on anymore..."

The wounded soldier looked at her, then at the approaching demon guards, "My sword is there, kill me... Just, just commit suicide."

Such a beautiful girl, if she falls into the hands of the enemy, will know that there are more terrible things in the world than death.

Being carefully taken care of by Veronica, the wounded soldier believes that being cruel to himself and being cruel to her is the best choice at the moment.

"I...I don't want to, I don't want to die in such a nightmare!"

Veronica exhausted her last bit of strength and was unable to shake the heavy beam. She sat down on the ground with blood on her hands.

She was suddenly confused.

I don’t know why I am here, I don’t know why this beautiful world has become so terrible.

Obviously the capital is so warm, and the academy is so peaceful.

Is this sea of ​​blood in front of me real?

"That's not true. This is also false."

"I don't want to stay here, I want to get out of here!"

"This is just a dream. I will not give in in this dream. I don't want to be looked down upon by him!"

"This is a dream, I can do anything in the dream!"

She repeated in a murmur, her mind seemed to have unlocked a certain layer of shackles.

The star eyes became more and more dazzling, with waterfalls of 0s and 1s flowing through them.

The wounded soldier looked at Veronica in shock and confusion.

Watching her hand light up with unprecedented brightness, watching her easily push away the beam that was pressing on him.

"I will not be defeated, I will not let anyone get hurt..."

"The holy fire is eternal, even in the dream, I will protect everyone!"

Veronica unleashed a powerful healing technique she had never mastered before, instantly regenerating the wounded soldier's limbs and restoring his injuries.

"You... how did you do this?"

The wounded soldier asked Veronica in disbelief.

The look in her eyes was obviously crazy. He had seen such crazy people who were unwilling to accept reality and were paralyzed by themselves.

But why does a madman suddenly possess such terrifying power, and his aura becomes more and more terrifying?

"Go quickly, I will...protect...you..."

Veronica said with difficulty, turning around to face the approaching Demon Guards, leaving only a slender figure of the wounded soldier that seemed to stand upright.

"I was in a dream...invincible..."

"Control... drive... infinite possibilities..."

One after another, different alien fire seals lit up around Veronica, spinning around her.

The numbers that originally only filled her eyes were surrounding her like ribbons, interfering with those strange fire seals.

But in the end, driven by her willpower, different divine spells bloomed, covering the approaching Demon Emperor's guards.

The terrifying energy flow blocks them and drowns them.

It also created an opportunity for the wounded soldiers behind them to retreat.

……

……

Gorgeous fireworks exploded in mid-air, attracting the attention of Roland and his soldiers.

They raised their heads, and after experiencing too many wars, they naturally recognized that this was a powerful and dense burst of divine magic.

Bad news, the fighting ahead is fierce.

Good news, their side's firepower has the upper hand!

"These magical arts are all controlled by one person at the same time... it's Veronica!"

Roland suddenly opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

How could that idiot have such strength?

But he has a very good memory and has seen Veronica perform the Flowing Flame Golden Medal many times, so he knows her exclusive soul mark.

These magical arts all come from the first-level strange fire seal.