Under the glorious golden sun, the brilliant sunlight shone over this grove in the middle of the Bode Plain, a cloud of hundreds of meters in circumference, with a blue glow that shimmered with mystical glow.

The blue ripples of the space and the fierce sunlight of the scorching sun reflect each other, making this sky a gorgeous miracle landscape!

Obviously, old Europe, which had been told by the wizarding world months in advance that there would be a global crisis, was far more prepared for defense than the hastily laid out rough defenses of the United States.

On the ground, hundreds of thousands of European Union soldiers in gray-green military uniforms are working around this small grove with all kinds of construction machinery.

Millions of tons of sturdy building materials, in this rough roar of high-horsepower engines, were piled up by those construction machinery in a circle of dozens of meters high, 7,8 meters wide, and an incomparably large oval defensive array.

These oval-shaped defensive sites are as many as 5 or 6 circles, like a huge wall of ancient towering fortresses, ring after ring, enclosing the greenery of the grove in the middle.

The innermost 2 or 3 circles have been completed, and one after another futuristic steel smart turrets and soft-material machine gun towers stand hideously on the outer walls of the defensive ring.

At the nodes of each circle of defensive positions, there are several electromagnetic cannons of different lengths and sizes.

Countless egg-shaped armed robots the size of watermelons, with four metal arthropod legs at the bottom, and electronic eyes at the top scanned the surroundings left and right, guarding a person dressed in pale gray hexagram pattern individual power armor in a group of 10. The GIs of the European Union, who are at least 2.5 meters tall after wearing armor, have a unique "carrying" sound when they land on the ground with steel. From time to time, they patrol the corridors of the inner floor.

In the middle of each ring of defensive positions and the next ring of defensive positions, thousands of large-caliber Getyusha heavy artillery. Napoleon's rockets fired in arrays, aiming their weapon launches at the blue glow in the clouds.

In the air, there was a heavy atmosphere of impending a storm and a big war, and every GI of the European coalition army had a serious face.

Because, who have already learned the strength of the aliens in the New York War that started 1 hour ago from their respective individual intelligence system PIDs, they know that the enemy they face this time is not the human race in history who can't beat and can surrender. It's an alien evil monster that devours human corpses and gives birth to offspring!

Almost every soldier, even the most timid among them, is ready to die to defend the human world and protect their loved ones behind them!

There is no despair! No sorrow! No crying!

Every warrior here is resolute and confident, and the intelligence of the Great Battle of New York has made him know that aliens are not so invincible!

From today onwards, they are the bravest heroes of the human world, and their names will go down in history. Passed down from generation to generation, immortal!

"What a beautiful and spectacular view!"

In the sky, there is an invisible magic array, known as the leader of the new generation in the "golden dawn" of the wizarding world. Elliot lowered his head. Suspended in the sky above the Ring Position.

The violent currents of air were diluted by the telekinetic shield that spread out separately in front of him, turning into wisps of gentle breeze, causing the bangs on his forehead to flutter gently with the wind.

He squinted. Glancing at the ant-sized Muggle army below, thoughts flowed through his mind.

As the famous adage goes, "Science knows no borders." But scientists have borders! "Same.

"Wizards don't have Muggle borders, but wizards are family. But it has borders! This seemingly plausible phrase has been spreading at an unspeakable speed in the wizarding world lately.

Especially after the Parliament decided on a plan to unify the Old Continent with the British Empire as the main body, Spain, Italy, Germany, Russia, and of course, the Muggle country from which they came from, "France", all had the support of a certain undercurrent, and a small number of young mages stood up against this decision.

As the heir to the Elliot chaebol inherited by France for hundreds of years, Toby also voiced opposition.

Of course, under the terrifying strength of His Excellency the Speaker, this small cluster of opposition did not serve any purpose.

However, what Toby didn't expect was that the seemingly ruthless Speaker and those powerful white-robed executive councilors would mercifully give these "outgoing" mages a chance.

A chance to fight the aliens independently with the European coalition!

Toby looked at the ground, nearly 100,000 Arcane Type 1 power armored soldiers, those powerful gray warriors whose individual combat power was comparable to the power of a main battle tank that could take to the air, made his anxious heart rise a little confident.

"Although it's only a mechanical magic fusion power mecha that is several generations behind."

"But with such a huge number, with the strength of those aliens on the battlefield intelligence in New York, it should be possible to stalemate the battle line in the direction of the space wormhole, right?"

Suddenly, a warm touch appeared in his right hand.

The familiar fragrance of blue jasmine made Toby's heart move.

Turning around, a tall shadow with a pale gold color came into view.

"Avril, you're here!"

Looking at the pair of eyes with tenderness, Toby shook the jade hand tightly in his hand.

"Toby, you know, no matter what decision you make, I'll support you!"

Avril calmly looked at her boyfriend who had been in love with her for nearly a year.

Compared with Avril's calmness, Toby was a little excited, and the silver silk black robe on his body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly explained.

"I know I shouldn't have disobeyed Mr. Godric, but I just wanted to try, the glory of France shouldn't be like this"

Looking at her boyfriend who was a little excited after being robbed of a toy, Avril chuckled, leaned forward to the show, and blocked her boyfriend's words with her lips.

It took a long time for the two people who hugged each other to separate.

"Toby, as a Frenchman, you did nothing wrong!"

Avril's soft voice rang out.

"But once we break through the Tour de France, we'll have a long lifespan of more than 1,500 years!"

"And 1,500 years ago, the Kingdom of France was just founded!"

"You alone are equal to the entire history of France!"

Toby, who was about to open his mouth to argue, was stunned when he heard Avril's last words.

Yes!

"You alone are equal to the entire history of France!"

These words echoed in Toby's ears like the first ringing of the morning bell.

Unlike transcendental-level formal-level mages who only have a lifespan of 250 years, even the weakest mage of the Rings has a lifespan of around 1,500 years. If it weren't for the Demon Calamity War that was like a natural disaster every five hundred years in the other world, I don't know how many such old immortals would have piled up in those powerful mage organizations.

In 1500, the national history of France was only more than 1,500 years.

A wave of vicissitudes of life was uncertain, and my sense of vicissitudes filled Toby's heart, and his originally intense mood calmed down in an instant.

"No wonder, those French mages who are in their 30s and a little more mature have not followed my arrival!"

It took a long time for Toby to sigh.

Looking at the Muggles who were busy arming below, as if some inexplicable heavy burden had been laid down in his heart, Toby let out a long sigh of relief.

Right now!

The blue glow in the sky suddenly flickered.

On the huge wall of the defensive ring below, countless piercing alarms are hissing!

A tiny black wormhole suddenly appeared among the blue clouds.

At this moment, hundreds of gamma-ray detection bases across Europe all found that the concentration of gamma rays in the sky above the Bode Plains was rising exponentially (to be continued). )