"Vivien......" Jessica caressed the girl's back and softly comforted Vivian, who was already crying bitterly.

Chris sat irritably on the edge of the bed, his face gloomy as if he was about to eat someone. He had just felt the huge fluctuations in his magic power, and he had felt the fall of Longsadle.

Because of the blessing of the magic array, because the huge energy was clearer than the ordinary Great Magus or the death of the Dharma Saint, Chris felt that the magic belonging to Longsadlai finally dissipated, which made him feel very bad.

Maybe it's the same human being, but they've met each other again, and they're more familiar with each other. It could also be the reason why Chris had a deeper sense of magic, but he felt it, felt the fact that Ronsadley was dead.

So, the first thing he thought of was his wife, Vivian, who had always liked to nag.

There are not many members of the royal family in Irlanhill, which has only recently expanded to 4 people, three imperial concubines plus an emperor, and even a shabby crown prince.

However, in this room, the four Ellan Hill royals standing, all of whom know that they control the future of this continent, and no one dares to despise them holding the human scepter in their hands.

"Jessica......" Vivien couldn't help it, buried her head in Jessica's chest with tears, and the hundred-year-old grandmother cried into a tearful person at this moment.

"The plane was ready in 40 minutes...... Chris...... Take care of Vivien, I'll take care of the Western Front. Capet Luna stood beside Chris, whispering comforting words that fit her personality.

As a princess who can escape marriage, she will not hold Vivien and cry like Jessica, what she will do is clench her fists and vent the annoyance she has suppressed in her heart on the corpses of her enemies.

In the past, this Higgs princess could only worry about the country and the people, and in the face of powerful enemies, she could only suppress her dissatisfaction and anger in the bottom of her heart.

Now, she has the power of the Orchid Hill Empire, and such a huge power can allow her to achieve what she wants, so she doesn't need to suppress her patience.

"After arriving on the Western Front, there is no need to give those people face, if there are still people who squeeze out the Iran Hill Expeditionary Force, then bury them all." Chris said coldly, "Bring all the new god puppets with you." ”

"Those who are worthy of respect and worthy of our face are already dead...... The rest are just some inconsequential people. Chris reached out and squeezed Cape's Luna tightly, "Stay safe and protect yourself." ”

"I will." Luna nodded, then reached out and stroked Vivien's hair, "Don't worry, Vivien, I'll kill all the demons in Griken." ”

"Woo woo woo ......" Vivien was still crying bitterly, and the departure of Long Sardle was too big a blow for her.

Vivien's father died early, and her mother had been dead for many years because she was a mortal, and the one who had been taking care of her was actually Ronsardle.

This grandfather-like elder, who is similar to his parents, has always been Vivien's closest person. The bits and pieces of the past kept coming to Vivien's mind, making her tears flow uncontrollably.

With that, Capet Luna turned and walked to the door, pushed open the door to Vivien's bedroom, and then she saw Luther waiting outside the door, as well as Desel and the others.

"Your Majesty is in a bad mood...... But you can go in. Luna nodded to Luther and Desser, and walked away on her long legs. She walked vigorously, her long hair swaying from side to side with her steps.

Luther followed the door that Capelle Luna had pushed open into Vivien's bedroom, stood behind Chris, and bent down close to Chris's ear: "Your Majesty...... The satellite had just transmitted a message that Griken's Magic Eye had been reduced in activity and that it had been suppressed. ”

"Got it." Chris looked at Vivien, who was in pain, answered with a cold face and stopped talking.

Luther gritted his teeth, and continued to report: "A dinner party for the royal family members of the Palak Empire...... You are scheduled to attend...... Do you want to cancel? ”

"Let Desel go for me......" Chris sighed softly and replied, "There is no need to cancel." ”

"And ......," Luther gritted his teeth and continued.

"Pick the important ones." Chris was a little impatient and directly interrupted Luther's words.

"The eulogy for the saint of Longsa De Lefa has been written, does Your Majesty want to see it?" Luther pondered for a moment, filtered out all the important and now inopportune news, and then whispered.

"Let the flag of the palace be lowered to half......" Chris remembered the way he mourned in his previous life, and commanded: "Add a sentence to the eulogy, Emperor Irlanhill mourns deeply. ”

"The minister retired." Luther took a step back before straightening up slightly, and then retreated to the door step by step, before turning and pushing open the door and retreating outside.

"Your Majesty said that you would attend the banquet in the evening instead of him, and in addition, the eulogy will be considered by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but the royal palace will lower the flag at half-mast, and the eulogy will add the sentence 'Emperor Irlanhill mourns the saint of Longsard de Layfa'." After closing the door, Luther looked at Desel and said, "He is in a bad mood, Princess Vivien has been crying, but the situation on the Western Front seems to have turned around." ”

"Mr. Ronsadley will not die in vain, we will definitely avenge this revenge!" Desser's face was not good-looking, and he turned around and left after dropping such a sentence.

……

At the same time, on the rough seas of the North Sea, on the battleship of huge human size, all the main guns were pointed in the same direction, and the earth-shattering sound of cannons was echoing in the distance.

"Boom!" Suddenly, the 406 mm guns on the Intrepid Navy, the flagship of the Iran Hill Navy, erupted with dazzling fire, and on the sea side of the battleship, the layers of ripples blown by the huge shock wave spread out.

In order to save missiles, Iran Hill still built a large number of artillery warships, including nuclear-powered battleships and normal-powered artillery cruisers.

These ships are all classic designs, and each battleship has powerful guns that can attack enemy fleets continuously and uninterruptedly.

Compared with missile destroyers and missile cruisers, these warships have stronger sustained combat capabilities, but their shortcomings are still obvious.

Because missile ships can attack their opponents from a relatively safe distance, battleships can only linger on the edge of danger and test them.

However, Alan Hill's warships relied on their thick armor and the protection of the magical defense barrier, and they were not afraid of the demon's magic cannon and dared to attack at close range, so the results were more significant.

Moreover, with the gradual increase in the caliber of Iran Hill's artillery, the accuracy of radar detection is increasing day by day, and the hit rate of artillery battles at a distance of about 20 kilometers is amazing, while the magic guide cannon on the demon battleship can only fight about 10 kilometers at most, so the artillery battle is still full of advantages for Iran Hill.

"General! Just received a domestic telegram! An officer approached and, in the midst of the battle, handed a telegram to General Lawnes. He stood up and saluted, and said, "News about Greken......"

Lawrence didn't know what the news of Greken was doing at this time, knowing that he was engaged in a large-scale naval battle, the importance of which was self-evident, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was related to the safety of the entire Iran Hill.

He took the telegram, and at this time, the battleship Victory in the distance fired a volley of earth-shaking artillery, and the huge fire could still be seen clearly even in the daytime, which also meant that at least several more demonic warships were about to sink to the cold bottom of the sea.

"Ronsadley is dead......" handed the telegram back to the officer beside him, Lawrence frowned slightly: "In exchange for a slight improvement in the situation on the Western Front...... It seems that not all magicians are bastards. ”

He sighed, and then looked at the artillery cruiser Blood Lan that was firing in the distance: "So, as long as we win here, this counterattack of the demon will be half a failure!" ”

At this point, he narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned his head sideways, and ordered the adjutant behind him: "Send a telegram to Marshal Wagron, asking his Sky Fleet to speed up and cut into the flank and rear of the Demon Fleet!" ”

"Yes! Checkmate! The adjutant turned to leave, and outside the window behind him, the anti-aircraft missile destroyer in the distance fired a row of tracer bullets, and the dense rain of bullets instantly knocked a demonic bat trying to get close to the fleet into a sieve.

On the Endless Sea, Wagron, who had also received the message, clenched the message paper into a ball with a large and powerful hand. Sitting in the command position, he suddenly stood up and gave a loud command as if venting: "Keep firing!" Don't wait for my orders! Free Attack! Sink all these mongrels! ”

"Marshal!" An officer came over with a new message and saluted, "A telegram from General Lawnes...... He begged us to turn to the flanks of the demon fleet and attack. ”

"Call him back and tell him I'll turn around immediately and assist him in annihilating all the demon warships!" Wagron squeezed the paper ball in his hand a little tighter: "Use the electromagnetic cannon to attack those large targets on the radar at a long distance!" Sink all the demon's floating castles! Don't let one go! ”

Just as he was giving the order, a demon's floating castle dozens of kilometers away exploded and disintegrated in the thick smoke, and its crumbling stones fell into the sea, stirring up huge columns of water.

Among these water columns, some of the demon warships that were hit by the stones were slowly sinking, while the remaining warships were turning in panic to avoid the area where the floating castle had fallen.