Chapter 631

The whistle roared.

A large number of sail warships in close formation, powerless in the metal under the surveillance of the ship, toward the port of Toulon direction.

The night was deep, and on the metal ship, huge searchlights were on, and the snow beams illuminated the sea and the channel. These searchlights are brighter than the spot gas lamps commonly used in various countries today, and they use electricity instead of gas.

A group of allied Navy generals stood in the bow of a metal cruiser, staring at the columns of light tearing through the night.

"It's the crush of Technology..." murmured a learned admiral from a noble family. "Unless you can have a warship of the same level as them, the Durham empire will become the master of medland."

The Durham Empire already had the strongest army on the mainland.

His only weakness is the Navy.

Now, this short board has been made up, and the combat power of the new navy has far exceeded that of the army of the dren empire.

All the captured admirals moaned in their hearts.

They have seen the unstoppable rise of the Durham Empire and foresee their own decline.

The huge fleet is heading for the port of Tulun, which is still half a day away.

On the west side of the island of jiaxijia, there are two large military ports, one of which is huge, with only the most basic metal warships armed with anti artillery. Teams of elite jiaxijia garrison are lining up to board the ship.

These garrisons were the best in the hands of Prince rose.

They have all been refitted with new weapons, new assault rifles, high-speed machine guns, high-speed guns, mortars and field guns of various calibres.

There are a large group of small airships floating above them. These small airships are all filled with high-pressure gas tanks and new incendiary bombs. Cables connect these small airships with the huge troop carriers below. The sea breeze blows gently, and the airships sway gently above the warships.

A low whistle sounded.

The garrison of jiaxijia has all boarded the ship, and hundreds of large troop carriers, escorted by dozens of metal warships, leave the port in a mighty manner and gradually speed up towards the port of Toulon.

The heavily armed soldiers sat in the cabin and stood on the deck.

Their morale was high and their heart was bitter.

On them, there was a light red fog rising, and the killing intention of hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers became a piece of invisible scarlet evil spirit, which enveloped the whole fleet.

Joe was sitting in the bridge command cabin of a metal battleship. Every once in a while, a beam of light swept across the bridge. The dazzling light swept in from the bulletproof glass window, which made the scene in the command cabin black and white. Everyone's faces seemed to be silhouetted.

Joe sat quietly.

In all directions, the scarlet evil spirit of tsunami rolled in and poured into his body.

Joe's body is like a bottomless hole, crazy devouring the power.

In addition to the four basic elements of Qi in his body, the Qi connecting his spirit sea, energy sea and power sea has all been broken.

Among the seven Qi veins, one Qi hole twinkles like a star.

In the scarlet evil spirit perfusion, these air holes continue to expand and become stronger, a little bit of scarlet light condenses in the air holes, and becomes many thumb sized polyhedral crystals suspended in the air holes.

These polyhedral crystals are condensed by countless fine runes, each of which can pull the elemental energy in the void, and then burst out with terrible lethality.

Joe's head, a deep color of the light column rushed up nearly 100 feet high, the light column penetrated the bridge ceiling, has penetrated into the immeasurable void.

This is the corresponding pulse of Joe's spirit sea, and the four basic elements continuously flow into his spirit sea along this pulse. Joe's soul is like a giant beast, swallowing the four basic elements, constantly strengthening and marveling himself.

Joe's spiritual power into a huge spider web, spread to all directions.

His soul perspective is like a God, perched high in the sky clouds, overlooking the huge fleet stretching dozens of miles below.

He had a feeling that as his soul continued to strengthen, as long as he thought about it, his soul power could stir up this void element, and set off a terrible natural disaster within his sight.

Then, Joe, immersed in some strange state, was startled by a palpitation.

He opened his eyes and took out the card that Sherlock gave him, representing his apprentice of Al organization, from his chest pocket.On the delicate card, an ominous blood light was flashing.

Weak waves of consciousness float out fragmentary, Joe seems to hear Sherlock's howl and cry for help.

"I have something to do... I'll come to you when port Toulon is taken back."

Joe strode out of the bridge and closed the thick metal hatch with his backhand.

He stood on the overpass outside the bridge and looked up at the sky.

In the dark blue night sky, a bright moon shines high.

There was an impulse in Joe's heart, and he suddenly felt that he could do it.

The wind roared, the black fog spread out from the void, and in the distance came the roar of some young Hydra. Joe's eyes turned crimson, and the crimson light was several feet long.

Seven Qi veins gush out of the body and plunge into the Dirac sea.

The huge force of elements roared, Joe gave a low roar, his body soared up, burning black flame. The black flame and the dark blue night sky are almost perfectly integrated, but people who see Joe from afar and near feel that there is a shining sun burning in front of them, and the strong light almost blinds their eyes.

Joe flew.

His body smashed the air, tore up round air bursts in the air, and flew northward at a terrible high speed.

In the roar, Joe's speed kept increasing.

In just a few breaths, Joe's flying speed exceeded the highest speed of the chariot. Behind him, he pulled out a bare tail that was several miles long. His whole body was like a sharp arrow tearing the air, and his speed was still accelerating.

A minute later, Joe's flight speed stabilized at about 12 times the highest speed of the chariot.

At this speed, he flew from port Toulon to Heidelberg in an hour.

All the way, Joe clenched the card Sherlock had given him.

His spiritual power shrouded around, his soul felt a little guidance in the dark, he followed his own instinct, straight to the direction of Sherlock.

In the northern part of upper rockson County, on the edge of the oak forest stretching for hundreds of miles, by a beautiful lake, Sherlock's mount and the bloody grey leopard fell down.

The wounded Sherlock stood shivering in the marsh by the lake, holding a sword in his right hand and looking at a man in front of him, wearing a coarse white robe, with white hair shining like brocade, neatly scattered behind him.

This man's appearance is the same as that of a man in his thirties. He is red and has no wrinkles.

However, from the vicissitudes of his eyes, as well as his aging breath, everyone will ignore his appearance, intuition tells everyone that this is an old man, an old... Old God knows that he has lived for hundreds of years.

In front of this guy, Florence, who had lived for three emperors in the dren Empire, might just be a young man.

Sherlock stares at the man.

The man holds a dark yellow stick, which has become glossy and smooth due to years of rubbing and playing, with a thick layer of wooden stick. He looked at Sherlock calmly and said softly, "Sherlock? As the sword bearer of the organization, you should understand your responsibilities... You should use your sword to protect al's interests, not... "

Sherlock interrupted the man: "your interests, but not medland's interests... What on earth do you want to do?"

The man drooped eyelids, he said faintly: "we want to do a great thing."

Sherlock's face twisted, staring at each other: "so..."

The man said softly: "so, some sacrifices can't be exempted..."

Sherlock laughs: "including Al's brothers?"

The man shook his head: "some old-fashioned, old-fashioned, stale people, they are no longer qualified to be al's brother... Sherlock, times have changed, people like me who are much older than you, I have begun to adapt to the changes of history, and you, how many years have you joined al? But you are brainwashed by Al's false purpose. "

Man smile: "an equal, open, mutual exchange platform?"

The man shook his head: "we have already controlled the power of this platform, so why can't we control more things?"

Sherlock gritted her teeth and looked at the man: "so, you can sacrifice a lot of people who should not have sacrificed to realize your ambition? Even... "The man nodded: "yes, what's wrong with our ambition?"

The man laughed brightly: "even if we want to usurp al's supreme power, isn't it reasonable human nature?"

The man pressed his heart with his right hand. He said in a low voice: "I am a member of Al class 30. I am a waiter. I am aware of my humble position. I always bathe in the glory of wisdom and serve the people of wisdom..."

"Above me, thirty one chanter."

"Thirty two climbers."

"The gatekeeper of level 33, who is closest to true wisdom and truth, can be called the existence of gods."

"They're al's real top presence... But over the years, 31, 32, 33, where are they? What are they doing? I can get orders from them occasionally, but I've never been in touch with them myself. "

"Since they live as legendary and mysterious as myths... Let's replace them and let us, Al, become a real powerful being that can influence and rule the whole world."

"It's the ambition of the kings of Florence, and it's the consensus of those of us at a higher level!"

The man roared.

Sherlock suddenly raised the sword in his hand and turned it into a cold light, piercing the man's heart.

The man clenched the wooden staff in his hand and roared: "I said, there should be light!"

The lakeside wetland, one mile in circumference, is shrouded in a strong and impurity free light.

The terrible heat enveloped everything. Sherlock howled bitterly. His limbs were burned to ashes and his eyes were burned to two black holes.

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