Blood spread across the cold metal floors, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, something that was extremely common for all of them.

But today, something is different.

Because what is shed today is the blood of law enforcers.

Even if it's just a test piece, a weapon used by the church to deter the Federation and the East, there is no doubt that they are real enforcers.

Humans have finally been genetically engineered to create clones with superpowers, and they have been able to glimpse the mysteries of the gifts, but with them comes an even more chaotic world.

The flames of war finally burned to the law enforcers.

In previous operations, the enforcers had never sat on a high conning tower, and they had never even encountered anyone who could match them, except for the battles in the virtual space.

"Nameless" was the first shot fired in this battle, it was the last struggle of the secular forces, and then the flames of war burned to Ashlon City, and Zhong Liwang's move to bring Sun Wuru out of the academy undoubtedly added the most dry handful of firewood to it.

And now, the fire is blazing.

At this moment, the Elizabeth of the church was tightly suspended in the sky above the Black Gate Mountains, and twenty minutes had passed since Wang Qingye and the others broke into the giant battleship.

Suddenly, the five flying machines they were on before invading the battleship began to disassemble and reassemble on their own. Except for the church, no one knew what was going on inside, but the disassembly of the five flying machines was clear to everyone.

There was quite a commotion among the heads of state who were hiding in their own countries and using satellites to observe the war situation.

They watched as the five flying machines were put together, and the "friends" were manipulating everything behind their backs, even without Wang Qingye, these flying machines were a threat to the church.

The drones were re-dispatched, and the "Garden of Eden" left the Elizabeth to meet the enemy outside. These twenty minutes of silence were because the church focused its attention on Wang Qingye and others, but once the "friend" made a move, the "Garden of Eden" would not let it go easily.

The five craft reassembled into a massive mechanical artifact, hovering over the Elizabeth like a giant spinning top, but compared to the massive ship, it was just a glass bead in front of the whale's mouth.

But those who are interested may find that the shape of this aircraft is like a shrunken Penglai Island in the east.

Technology is constantly being copied and flowing, and that's the scariest thing.

What happened in the Elizabeth, the church may never want to reveal it.

This is the tomb of Wang Qingye and others, or perhaps the tomb of the Lost Oasis, which is the will of St. George, and the Knights of the Round Table and the Twelve Main Gods are the practitioners of this will.

Artenis had always been wary of the Academy, as she didn't want to face both the Lost Oasis and the Tius Academy, but now, if she had to, the Church would take the initiative.

Because the enemy is not only from Wang Qingye, but also from inside the Elizabeth.

The Academy's most powerful assistant is the computer.

Before the meteor appeared, Ranmarok had actually appeared at the bottom of Norway.

This is the task given to him by the "Garden of Eden", not to confront the lost oasis, nor to pierce the gift of Liu Yu, but to do something at the bottom of the Norwegian sea.

The lance of Ranmarok can pierce everything, a gift left to him by St. George in the fourth century AD. When he was old and weak, he also gave him back the bravery of his heyday.

Now, he wears a special underwater armor and is followed by the Templar troops

boat, and two clone angels who also have the gifts.

In front of them, there are clusters of computing clusters.

These servers stretch from the Norwegian Sea to Iceland, and in order to support the world's largest virtual world, people have spent countless resources to fill the entire Norwegian seabed, and finally get the lazy life they want.

But now, even in the deep sea, these server farms are constantly sparkling. A few weeks ago, it was "Zero" that was the first to destroy this place. With a string of clever code, he managed to keep the servers in a loop, and in the course of continuous operation, they collapsed one after another.

The church did not come to deal with the matter, and the case of the Verdun military base distracted them, but whether the failure to repair it was done on purpose or not, now, the others are beginning to be unsure.

Perhaps the church is waiting for these things to happen.

The "friend" began to snatch the ownerless servers, hacked into the network, managed to abort the program, and then took the calculations for itself.

This piece of resources is abundant, and the Federation really does not want to give it up. But when they depend on it, it's their weakness.

Fix here? No, the church really doesn't have that intention.

A special submarine floated towards Ranmarok, it looked like the skeleton of a pterodactyl, a hollow ship with a place in the center, and it was intended for Ranmarok.

It's like an underwater plane.

The metal wings that extend from the sides are fifty meters long, and from a distance you can only see a thin layer of wings, like solar panels.

At the same time, in the submarine in the back, dense flying machines swam out of it, on which sat a church soldier. In the depths of the sea, there is no light, only ultrasound can detect their presence.

Like a cavalry in the night.

And Ranmarok is at the front of this team.

At St. George's Basilica, Athena is fully informed by this team. In her eyes, these connected wings are 170 kilometers long.

The so-called Nordic Army, in fact, at least half of the army, was moved here. The team consisted of the Templar troops, the "angels" of the church, and led by the Knights of the Round Table, Ranmaro.

Their goal is to cut everything.

The church seems to have always been good at doing things like this, with high mobility, high strength cutting materials. These wings use state-of-the-art nanotechnology, and no matter what object is cut, no matter how long it takes, a steady stream of material will fill the damaged notch and make it as sharp as ever.

From a distance, it looks like a giant scythe.

From the north coast of Norway, aimed at Iceland.

The moment Wang Qingye and the others walked into the hall, Lan Ma Luo received instructions from Artenis.

He gripped the handlebar in front of him with both hands, feeling the bounty pouring out of his body, like a pair of tentacles, and he felt the wings stretching out on either side.

In the whole team, only his equipment is idiosyncratic, there are no nanomaterials, no advanced technology is hidden, just an iron lump without any fancy tricks.

Because it's the person who sits in the position that matters.

"Mission begins." Ranmarok's command passed on, and the hands holding the handle did not tremble in the slightest, but he still felt a little crazy thinking about what he was going to do next.

As many as 5,000 "Bat" aircraft began to accelerate in unison, and white foam poured out of the deep sea. Half a minute later, the aircraft were accelerated to a terrifying ground at the bottom of the sea

Step.

At this time, Wang Qingye had just been stabbed by Zhong Liwang.

The "friend" felt a little uncomfortable, and it controlled the flying machine stuck on the Elizabeth, and was about to pick up Wang Qingye. If there is no obstacle, it will reach the heads of Wang Qingye and the others in a minute, and then take them away.

But a plan is always a plan.

Because no amount of data can be calculated, George's determination to bring down the Federation.

Alone, "friends" are not counted, this is already outside the probability.

The flying machine piloted by Ranmarok crashed into the computing clusters, but the sleek wings were unhindered, and the server detached from the middle, as if cut by a line, and slid silently down deeper into the ocean floor, before bursting in sparks behind him.

The entire Norwegian seabed was hit by one of the most ferocious explosions to date.

Destruction is easier than creation.

The server, which took nearly two decades to build, was destroyed in just a few minutes and could not be repaired.

These servers will become garbage at the bottom of the sea, and the game about the Lost Oasis will not be on the European continent for more than a decade.

Billions of people who make a living from this are thus decided by the church.

At this moment, the Federation aircraft suspended above the Elizabeth seemed to have a momentary pause. Not only at the bottom of the sea, but the "Garden of Eden" is also using what little computing power it has left, interfering with the signals of "friends" as much as possible.

The Federation reacted.

The Seventh Fleet of the Federation, which had just thrown meteors at the Hermon Mountains, turned around again, and the huge naval guns were pointed at the European continent, and the first to bear the brunt was the island of Great Britain.

The Federal President was urgently called to his office, and a declaration of war was already on his desk.

"What's going on?" The buttons of his suit hadn't been buttoned yet, but no one was behind him. The "friend" opened the door to his office for him, and the secretary of state was the only one standing inside, his face frightened.

"The Seventh Fleet is already operational, and the remaining ships will be on the west coast of Europe in two hours."

"Didn't the conflict just end?" The president gritted his teeth, only a few months had passed since the battle in Ashlon, and the entire Federation was preparing for the shadow United Nations meeting in a month, but he did not expect that a declaration of war had been quietly placed on his desk.

"Academy, where are the people from the Academy?" The president didn't want to see the statement, he just wanted to know the plan behind it, not just what he was asked to do, but what the entire Union needed to do.

"I don't know, President." The fat on the secretary of state's face was trembling: "Wang Qingye didn't come, Qin Bing didn't come either, and many parliamentarians weren't there!" You know, those councillors. ”

"Send someone to the academy to have a look."

"It's locked down there, and we can only get a statement from a 'friend'. Now the aircraft for the purpose of the academy cannot be started at all! ”

The two of them in the president's office, the quarrel seemed rather strange, and the lawn under the window behind them was as quiet as ever, but the whole world seemed to be the only one left.

At this time, the "friend" suddenly turned on a screen without authorization.

"Good afternoon, Mr. President. You should see the file on the desktop, please sign it, and the follow-up work will be arranged by a 'friend'. The screen was pitch black, but an old voice came from it: "I have the right to represent the academy and take over the rest of Wang Qingye's work." Let me introduce myself, my name is Yu Nian, and I am the owner of 'Friend'. ”