Chapter 002: London Falls

West bank of the River Thames

parliament

Big Ben

Prime Minister's Residence

Defense Headquarters

Buckingham Palace

Scotland Yard Headquarters

Westminster

Piccadilly

SOHO DISTRICT

downtown

Southwark

It's all on fire, it's all burning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Central Government, St Paul's Cathedral, Cabinet Situation Room, Trafalgar Square, Nelson Bronze Statue, Tower of London, British Museum, British Library, London Bridge.

All were blown to rubble, and only rubble remained.

Everything that catches your eye has become a ruin, a sea of fire, hell seems to have descended on London, and the devil is laughing in the world.

London, with a population of 8 million, has become a gathering place for death, a synonym for death, and a calling card for hell on earth.

The military anthem of the Third Reich was played on the airships in the sky, and the horns of the Nazi vampires were sung.

"How dare they...... How dare they ......" In Buckingham Palace, which was half blown up, blood was flowing from her forehead, and the eighty-year-old queen, who had been injured a little, trembled as she looked at London, which had fallen into a sea of fire and turned into hell, and her whole body was about to crack.

"Your Majesty, are you alright, please take refuge with us!" rushed in a group of soldiers, armed with L82A1 rifles, but apparently the weapon had no meaning or use for the vampires.

They anxiously called out to their guard, Elizabeth, the co-leader of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland and the queen of the United Kingdom.

"We're not leaving. The queen turned her head, her eyes red: "They are killing our people, don't you see?" ”

"But Your Majesty, it's our duty to put your safety first!" they were soldiers, but they couldn't tie the queen and leave.

"Really...... I know. Her Majesty's face suddenly showed an unparalleled firmness.

The soldiers watched her slowly walk over and exhaled: "Then, we will escort you to the plane." ”

"No, we're not leaving, you guys, come with me!"

Her Majesty puffed up her chest slightly and spoke.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where are you going?!" Turning a deaf ear to the cries of the soldiers, Her Majesty rode forward.

Helplessly, these soldiers could only follow Her Majesty around Buckingham Palace.

Her Majesty bypassed everything at Buckingham Palace and ended up at the door of a basement.

The soldiers looked at each other as Her Majesty opened the door with a close-fitting key.

Then, ignoring the musty smell inside, he continued, walking quickly to the front, and the soldiers followed behind the queen, looking at everything here curiously.

This bluestone does not look like a modern building at all, but rather looks like a sixteenth-seventeenth century architectural style.

What is this place?

They followed Her Majesty all the way inside, and they found that it was a slightly sloping road, but the further down, the greater the angle, and after walking for about ten minutes, about a kilometer, everyone looked at the huge bronze gate in front of them, and showed a cry of surprise.

The Queen once again opened the gate with a second key, as if it had not been in decades and still being gently pushed open, but without that key, it would be a great defense that no modern explosives could blast.

"Your Majesty, what the hell is ...... here" The commander of the army walked in with Her Majesty, and said anxiously, "If you delay so much time......" He was suddenly stunned, dumbfounded, froze, and looked at the thing standing in front of him in the middle of a huge circular building......

In the light that shone from nowhere, a man lay peacefully in a transparent crystal coffin, as if asleep.

But the person in the coffin will not fall asleep.

That's all, death.

"Your Majesty, he is ......"

"He is our ancestor, the sage of Britain, the prince of Camelot, the husband of King Arthur...... He is ......" The queen trembled and took out the last key, it was a crystal clear, diamond-shaped, it looked extremely dazzling, the queen stood on tiptoe slightly, raised her hands high, and then inlaid the diamond-shaped crystal into the groove of the crystal coffin.

The light rose faintly, and the light shining in from the outside was slowly absorbed into the coffin.

Then the coffin slowly ...... Disintegrated, vanished, dissipated, absorbed by the man......

Then, slowly, the man lifted his hand, propped himself up, and slowly straightened up.

"What are you? The man closed his eyes, his eyes were not open, and he did not look like he could see things, but for all of them, without the slightest hesitation, he accurately found the word plural.

"Please save us, no, please save London!!" Her Majesty, who was seventy or eighty, knelt down in front of this man without hesitation, grabbed this man's clothes, and burst into tears.

She's not the same as those hairy lads who aren't sober-minded.

The young soldiers would still question the man, but she had already established the legend when the man was resurrected.

Thirty years ago, forty years ago, she could not remember the time, before she was about to succeed to the throne, the old father that night, trembling and old, as she is now, took her young at that time, to this place, opened the door, and showed her this man.

Forty years ago, this man still slept here as if he were asleep, still so young, still so peaceful.

Forty, or thirty years later, she stood here again, opened this seal, this lock, and released him.

It's like a beast that HELLSING raises, and once opened, it takes a lot of effort to control it.

And what kind of commotion will this legendary scheming man cause after he comes out, and how uncontrollable it is, now is not the time to care about that thing, as she said.

"Please save London. ”

"I don't know what's going on, but I do......" Kiral smiled softly, gently pulling her up, gently wiping tears from her face, and handing her into the hands of the soldiers.

"You're her guard, aren't you? take care of your master. ”

He placed her old, thin, orange-peeled hand into the captain's hand, then turned and walked out the door.

"Wait, what are you going to do......" The captain's face was already confused, and he didn't know what expression to use to deal with all this.

"What am I going to do?" said Kylar, turning his head and smiling.

"As she said, I'm going to save your London. ”

……

PS: Alas, it seems that it is indeed an unpopular veteran, and the subscription has dropped a lot in an instant...... It seems that writing books with love is really unreliable......