In fact, when he heard the old meaning on the other end of the phone, the hands of the federal president were trembling. So much so that when the other party said that he was the owner of his "friend", the president did not react.

"You...... Are you ...... I ......"

"Other matters 'friends' will be arranged, you just need to know that the Federation has begun to mobilize, and the war will not burn the Federation, but we have to pay a certain price to win the war."

After saying this, without waiting for the president to reply, Yu Nian hung up the phone by himself. The screen disappears, and the office is restored to calm.

The president and the secretary of state looked at each other, both seeing horror in each other's eyes.

Sweat ran down his cheeks and dripped down the carpet.

But the two did not say a word after all, and the secretary of state held the document in his hand and his eyes fell on the declaration of war agreement on the table. The paper was pressed very flat by the robot's mechanical arm, but on this ordinary paper, he seemed to see endless artillery fire and war.

The silence piled up the atmosphere in the room more and more eeriely, and the Federal President shuffled his steps, little by little, to the table. Under the declaration of war, a map of the Federation flashed on the table at all times, and the "friend" had already marked the special places in color, and he saw that countless ships were gathering on the entire east coast of the Federation.

At the same time, red arrows were rushing towards the Federation from Iceland, from Spain, and even from the Mediterranean, pointing directly at their seventh, fifth, and third sea fleets.

What's more, behind these fleets are the computing clusters of the Federation buried in the continental shelf. This part is not a "friend's" brain, but it is also its arm.

And the most striking red dot is located in northern Norway, above the Hermen Mountains, and it is marked: Wang Qingye.

"This declaration of war is not against the EU or any country, but against an organization." The president picked up his pen and said: "On the one hand, this book cannot write about such international disputes, and on the other hand, the Academy wants to reduce the impact." He pointed to the object of the declaration of war, which clearly stated the organization of the armed forces of the church.

"But in the name of the Commonwealth." The Secretary of State's voice was very low, even though he knew it wouldn't help.

"It doesn't matter who we use or who we're working with, it doesn't matter what the two of us decide. Carmel City needs to make a decision so that the academy can requisition civilian computing power. The president stared at the changing table and signed the deal decisively.

On the east coast of the Federation, the Seventh Fleet has adjusted its course, and the "friend" did not explain anything to the President of the Federation, because now all its computing power has been put here.

There was a huge aircraft carrier parked on the sea. Unlike two hundred years ago, the so-called aircraft carrier has been transformed into a huge interconnected sea fortress, ready to be separated or reassembled to suit different occasions of battle.

But that's just the tip of the glacier.

Under the sea fortress, there are huge and incomparably large submarine facilities, up to more than 200 meters deep, and countless exquisite combat facilities are suspended on the bottom of the sea, like a towering giant tree growing on the Atlantic Ocean.

There are more than a dozen fleets like this.

And this time, the church clearly aimed at these fortresses.

The army led by Ranmarok destroyed most of the servers at the bottom of Norway in twenty minutes, but they did not stop there, and they crossed the sea between Iceland and Britain and swooped down on the east coast of the Federation. Their ranks were regrouped, and hundreds of huge submarines were speeding under the Atlantic.

The size of the army and the weapons it carries have surpassed the level of World War II.

And that's not all.

In the battle in Ashlon, all nations are trying to show the world as much as they can, not just for deterrence, but also to make their intentions public.

But if they put the gun on the table under the table, the meaning is different.

This is not the time to show off muscles, but to use them.

Countless aircraft have appeared over the Atlantic, some of them are converging towards Norway, and the rest of the forces are following the submarine of the church at the bottom of the sea. From the east of the Atlantic Ocean to the west of the Atlantic.

The bottom of the sea, like the underground, is mostly a blind spot for computers, so in the eyes of any satellite, the sea is calm, except for the Federation and the Eastern Kingdom, and even few countries know the destination of these submarines, and they are unaware of the impending storm.

"We should have been spotted." In one of the submarines, Ranmarok stood in the command room, listening to his subordinates.

There were only a handful of people in the submarine sitting in the control room, most of them from the Templar forces, and the few closest to Ranmarok, with empty eyes and expressionless faces, were supposed to be part of the "Angel Project".

Ranmarok never imagined that such a plan would progress so quickly, that there was no opposition, that no one could stop this weapon of mass destruction from leaving Europe's seaports. He was now seated in one of the submarines, laden with weapons to carry death, surrounded by people who had unconditionally obeyed his orders.

Over the past few thousand years, Europe as a whole has not been so "united" as it is now.

Or rather, centralization?

Ranmarok sighed a little, or rather, not for the next battle, his mind was still wandering in those servers under the Norwegian Sea. Most of the servers associated with the game Lost Oasis have been paralyzed, even underground.

This is the progress of the times, and it is also the shackles that human beings have put on themselves.

In the ninth millennium BC, they chose to settle on the continent, planting ears of wheat and rice, settling down, and then multiplying.

10,000 years later, they decided to move into the virtual space and surrender their bodies and souls to these cold computing clusters. Those ethereal numbers become the stories they tell themselves, and they believe them to be true.

And for the church, for Ranmaroke, taking advantage of this is even simpler than drinking water.

Now, hundreds of large military submarines have appeared beyond the high seas of Europe with just one piece of paper.

They have captured a surprising number of federal monitors, all over the Atlantic Ocean floor. They also found the church much earlier than expected.

This is the true strength of the Federation.

Then it's time for the Federation to see what they're capable of.

Ranmarok adjusted his helmet and turned to walk into the passage alone, as hundreds of thousands of dart-shaped machines detached from the submarine as he walked. Sufficiently advanced materials were used on it, and the elements involved came from the freighters that Sun Wuru had blown up on the Suez Canal.

And such freighters have been coming and going on the river for decades.

In the center of each machine is a small instrument, which is the most delicate part of the entire weapon, and if you compare this small dart with the Aquaman's Scepter in Artenis' hand, you will see that they have many similarities.

At the edge of these darts, a special force envelops it. According to the church's research, the principle of Ranmarlock's bounty is that when the force covering the metal touches another object, the molecular structure will be disturbed, and it is only the nanoscale level at which the two come into contact

Above.

And once the principle is clear, the rest of the matter is much more convenient.

But just as Wang Qingye would be curious about the ambush inside the Elizabeth, although the Federation was not ignorant of the entire "Angel" plan, it definitely did not expect them to progress so quickly.

Because the massive explosion of the Gift began only twenty years ago. The Confederation struggled to turn the entire land into a fertile ground for bounty, but the church seemed to have an answer at the beginning.

That is, of course, unless they know that there is a group of people who have lived for thousands of years using George's gift of eternal life.

Noda did the same, but it seems, his determination is not as crazy as George's.

The church opened Pandora's box.

Ranmarok walked into the detached pod that had left the submarine, the hatch behind him was closed, and no one came out with him.

More bombs and torpedoes were fired from submarines, even more than the ICBMs that the Federation had dropped on Ashlon a few months earlier. They skimmed before Ranmarok's eyes, quickly overtaking the "darts" and heading for the east coast of the Confederacy under the bottomless, pitch-black Atlantic.

Simply pierced with a reinforced layer of underwater armor, Ranmarok fell into the icy waters. It's not a deep sea, but if you take his armor off, he'll be instantly crushed to pieces by the water. With the powerful gift, he is still an ordinary person's body.

Radar helped him find his way, and white foam erupted from behind his armor.

He was the only one, rushing towards the Seventh Fleet of the Federation.

All the submarines behind him had stopped, but in front of him, endless darts and torpedoes were helping him clear his way.

The next moment, the pitch-black seabed suddenly lit up with fiery red points of light. The torpedo didn't know where it hit and was intercepted.

This was the first force field in the Federation's undersea enemy defense system, and the first round of explosions did not shake it in the slightest. Ranmarok saw the explosion in his eyes, and he was getting closer to the field, but the speed was still increasing.

Immediately after, the first round of "darts" touched these force fields. They are drawn together by the "Garden of Eden" and gathered together, which is equivalent to gathering the power of the gifts from above in one point.

And then, there were no explosions, and of course, no other news came.

They broke through this layer of defense.

There were many more torpedoes coming from behind, and there was a huge mechanical artifact mixed in.

Ranmarok passed through the gap opened by the darts, and the mechanical structure about two hundred meters long also crossed the gap and came into Ranmarok's hand, with thrusters on it, and he didn't feel any weight at all by the buoyancy of the sea.

Now, the Seventh Fleet of the Federation, right in front of his eyes.

The machinery in his hand began to separate and reassemble, from two hundred meters, all the way to four hundred meters, and finally turned into a huge metal plate about eight hundred meters long.

Actually, it's a knife.

Ranmaroke was used to using a spear, but he was not used to using a knife, especially a weapon of that length, which he used with great difficulty, and his head hurt.

So he swung forward without any fancy.

Countless chains were cut off, and those strong bridges, military facilities on the bottom of the sea, erupted into sparks one after another. The expensive undersea military fortress was cut off by Ranmarok alone.

But this was only the first blow, and seeing the military fortress sunk to the bottom of the sea, Ranmarok showed a smug smile.

He didn't believe that the church's Elizabeth would be more expensive than the Federation's Seventh Fleet.