"It can be, or you need to think long-term, don't worry." George V felt that it was not impossible to take the initiative, but there were more things to consider.

"It doesn't look like it can help much. But forget it. Akafla looked at a magazine on the table, picked it up with some curiosity and flipped through a few pages.

"Carcinogenic? What's that? Akafla picked up the magazine curiously.

"It is said to be a human terminal disease, it should be a virus, and you can't get cancer anyway." Saki is holding a sticker and cleaning the cat hair from the sofa.

"Can long-term drinking water cause cancer?" Akafla is becoming more and more incomprehensible to these things.

"What, I'll see it too." Carluanio looked at it.

"Carcinogenic? It is said to be a terrible terminal illness for people, and you don't care what he does. Veronica helped Suran crack the walnuts together.

"Why don't you write that the air is poisonous, most people die after 90 years of breathing, isn't this brain wreck?" Carluanio just felt like they were ignoring it.

"Well, that's what you're saying, it has nothing to do with us." Akafla put down the magazine and walked around the halls, unaware that Wales was planning an attack.

"These things?" Akafla looked at a small pot of chestnuts on the table, which looked like they were cooked.

"This one is cooked, it's edible, and the shell has been marked with a cross knife, so it can be easily peeled off." Murro gave Akafla a demonstration.

"Thanks, what are you doing?" Akafla also sat down, sitting on the carpet, watching as Murro was preparing something like a picture book.

"Isn't it cold, are you going to customize winter clothes and buy clothes these days?" Murro asked.

"I don't feel cold, you're so afraid of the cold." Akafla didn't feel very cold. "Even if it's winter, it won't." Akafla looked at the atlases.

"These are all painted by Wujue, so they look good." Murro handed the atlas to Akafla to look at.

Akafla looked at the atlas, and each piece of clothing was differently drawn.

"It's very good-looking, Wujue painted it, but, Wujue him." Akafla bit his lower lip.

"What's wrong with the Lord?" Aishar asked.

"Wujue will open a safe, and it is said that there will be all kinds of fancy cheating, I guess the cheat sheet or something, it's too rubbish." Akafla returned the album to Murro.

"Fancy cheating? Dice? Murro smirked.

"Anyway, when you have nothing to do, are you busy with this?" Akafla sat for a while, feeling some numbness in his legs and feet.

"It's not all of it, I've got something to do right now." Murro got up and went out.

"Hey, where are you going?" Akafla didn't know what was going on yet.

"Scouting." Sir went out with Muro.

"Scouting? Do you still see it for yourself? Seymour didn't feel the need.

"Actually, it's an illusion, after all, Bismarck is not a foolish guy, not a fuel-efficient lamp, an iron-blooded submarine, and has been monitoring us all the time." Sigmund also walked out.

"I feel like your life is a little boring, but it's good. It's just that I don't really like this kind of life, and I still like to do something better every day. Seymour felt that life without a lord was a bit monotonous.

"You can't say the same either, everyone's pursuit is different." Sixin has been sitting on the sofa very well-behaved.

"God has already abandoned everything, whether to choose to continue the meaningless watch, or to go out in place of God, then, I choose to take a step that belongs to me and us." Huang decided, took the initiative to set off to attack Wujue, and set off in the afternoon.

"It's really a big move. These people really have some. "Sigmund has already seen what kind of big formation is being prepared.

"We're not going to throw in the towel easily." Murro also saw that these people were preparing a joint attack.

"Is hell coming? It is said that when people die, they go to the underworld, hell or something, and I would like to see it, but you know, none of the people who have been there have returned. Murro grinned.

"Okay, don't think that we can't see it, if you die, then there is a person who is absolutely very sad, you better live well." Cill watched the iron-blooded submarine float up and breathe before evacuating.

"Let's go back, we can't say we haven't prepared anything." Murro felt that the situation in the afternoon would be difficult to deal with,

When he got back, he had already cooked the meal.

"Those people in the afternoon, they may launch a joint attack on us. The estimated time is in the afternoon. Cill immediately told the others the news.

Wujue, who heard the news, did not express his position for the first time.

"Are you telling the truth? Those people are really powerful, and they want to take the initiative to attack us, so isn't it right? Akafla was a little surprised.

"Courage, looks like we have time in the afternoon." Seymour was instantly motivated.

"Don't panic, don't worry, but save a lot of things, don't you say?" Twilight brings out a large plate of salad from the kitchen.

"Yes, I'm not afraid anyway." Anbeiluo quickly prepared the cutlery.

"Eat first. Don't worry, we'll talk about it later. The tone of the Lord was so strange that it made the others feel as if Lord Wu was worried.

"It's coming, what's there to be afraid of, but these people really have courage, so they must be serious in the afternoon." Veronica had some expectations.

"Let's wait and see, anyway, according to my speculation, they may come in the afternoon, and it will be a joint attack, and we don't have that much advantage in numbers." Cill was a little anxious.

"Let's eat first, don't worry about so much." Wujue is a normal mind, and at the same time, he has already begun to arrange things for the afternoon.

"If you attack actively, I don't think it's a good thing or a bad thing, but it's worth trying. Just get the timing right. "Joan of Arc agreed to take the initiative.

"We thought we'd waited, and we agreed." Huang looked at the others present, and most of them had made a decision.

After discussions, a plan was finalized with the intention of launching an offensive in the afternoon.

"If they're coming, shouldn't we show our sincerity a little? If only I had said, I would have killed him in any way he had fought him. Sigmund looked at the wall clock on the wall.

It's past one o'clock in the afternoon.

Wujue didn't say anything about the battle or any preparations, and went to wash the dishes after eating.

"If people come from afar, it's rude not to greet them, if you're okay, just go out first, just stand there to greet them, and by the way, see who the flagship of each team is." Wujue came out of the kitchen and was wiping his hands with a towel.

"Now they have a general understanding of our situation, and they have a lot of personnel, as for the individual ones, we don't know a general idea, but Aishar, try to be careful." Akafla felt that there was a high probability that Aishar would be attacked with a concentrated attack.

"I've thought about this for a long time, it's fine, if you want to kill me, it's not so easy for a while." Aishar knew what Akafla was talking about.

"So, let's go." Wujue hung the towel on the shelf, grabbed his coat and went out.

"Are they waiting?" Hood was somewhat surprised.

On the shore of the island, a group of people, fully armed, were standing there to greet them, and there was not a single mass production in sight.

"It's all here, don't talk too much and start fighting." Dongrell fired first.

"What?" George V was taken aback, and the warship flag was suddenly pulled away.

"It's too fast." Bismarck didn't see it either.

Before he could react, all the warship flags were pulled out by Qing Dusk.

"This guy." It made Barr feel that this group of people was difficult to deal with, and he had underestimated them before.

"One, two, three." Twilight counted, and there was one less.

"The military flags you came here are all here, it would be better if Donghuang didn't come, but it saved a lot of effort." Twilight threw a large handful of military flags on the ground.

"Is this your provocation? Donghuang? When they came, did you forget the last time? Huang looked at the military flag being thrown on the beach.

"Hehe, I'm here, why don't you come as a guest?" Akafla took two steps forward.

Wujue was a little curious about whose template Akafla used.

"No more nonsense." Luan's carrier-based aircraft immediately rose into the air and flew forward.

The battle began, and as before, large and small teams alternated.

"Javelins don't show mercy, don't look at her." Anbeiluo looked at Salgett hesitating, still in a daze.

"Scythe?" Triumphant looked at the weapon in Suran's hand.

"We'll find a way to take his weapon away first." Joan of Arc aimed at the scythe in Suran's hand.

"Okay." Triumph understood what Joan of Arc meant.

"Look." Ranke Diffie immediately reminded Sulan.

"No problem." Su Laner couldn't throw the giant scythe directly.

"I want to give it to you, I don't want to play anyway." Sulaner fired several torpedoes at once.

"What?" Joan of Arc didn't expect Sulaner to make such a move.

"Give it a try." Recklessly aimed at the turret on the side of Suran's calf.

"Luan!" Huang shouted.

"How?" Luan didn't notice it, and Ciel spotted Luan's left shoulder, jumped up and kicked it with all his might.

Luan fell.

"I feel a little sore in my feet." Cill smiled at the phoenix and immediately ran away.

"This bastard." Luan Tou was a little confused.

"This guy's martial arts. Has it come to this point? Luan felt his entire left arm go numb.

"Are you alright?" Saki watched as Ciel had just run from Shikura.

"My feet hurt." Cill looked at Iron Will, and White Eagle didn't move, but he also guessed wrongly why Saki didn't move.

"Su Lan'er, get out of the way, I'll blast them all into scum." Winterreel raised his hand to carry out a continuous bombardment in front.

"Be careful, your hands are useless." Seymour stood beside Winterrell to prevent this from happening like the last one.