"What's going on?"

At that moment, in the bridge of the sea fortress, all the observers widened their eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Klein looked back in astonishment, his expression dazed.

In the projection on the dome, the light of the Nomad Mountain suddenly extinguished, and the light of the Aether Pool and the outline of the alchemy matrix disappeared without a trace, as if turned into a stone statue, falling into silence.

Engine...... Flameout?

Everyone was ready for the battle of the trapped beasts of the Nomadic Mountain, but everyone did not expect that after the seal, the etheric pool of the Nomadic Mountain was instantly cut off from supply, and the whole ship fell silent, without even the slightest resistance.

To use an obscene analogy, it's as if the masked ** has finally trapped the girl, and she is about to pounce on her with a strange smile: "You scream, no one will pay attention to you if you cut your throat." ”

But as a result, not only did the other side not scream, but did not even react at all, but entered the state of salted fish, began to stare at the ceiling and began to count the stains on the ceiling.

Although it was exciting, the other party was so uncooperative that there was no sense of accomplishment at all.

Now, the Nomad Mountains have completely abandoned resistance.

Even all the equipment has stopped working.

If it weren't for the seal of the Messianic Chapter, I'm afraid this ship would have fallen into the sea by now.

Could it be that their captain embezzled the money for the Aether engine and bought a shoddy product to come back and pretend to be?

Or is it ...... They surrendered?

Rommel was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"No, don't hesitate to attack everyone...... They're going to activate the Dragon's Sleep Enchantment!"

He clenched the fiery staff of Messiah and pressed hard.

What about the Dragon's Sleep Enchantment?

That kind of thing that has limitations is not enough to interfere with the music of the saints!

If Ye Qingxuan had such a naïve idea, then he would be completely self-defeating.

But before the words fell, the roar burst from the seal constructed by the Messiah, not the roar of the nomadic mountain, but the loud sound that burst out when the seal collapsed......

The forbidden seal constructed by the Messianic Chapter has cracked through the cracks in the power contained in the Nomadic Mountain.

It was as if a mocking voice sounded in Rommel's ears, making him look hideous.

Hehe, Dragon Sleep Enchantment?

This is......

- Return to the ruins!

For hundreds of years, as the hub of the Great Origin, the container of the birth of natural disasters, the ruins have nurtured the power of the gods, and also isolated from all the coveting and watching of the mortal world.

No other elements are needed, but the very existence of itself constitutes a realm of near desperation.

For a long time, that realm shrouded the ruins, transforming into a dragon's sleep enchantment that was unpleasant.

But the Dragon Sleep Enchantment is only a surface after all, after losing the support of returning to the ruins, it is just a rootless wood, a sourceless water, although the effect is terrifying, but it is unsustainable, as long as it is crushed with a force that exceeds its source, it will collapse on its own.

But now, the ruins have long fallen into Ye Qingxuan's hands, and he has integrated them into the scepter and transformed them into the net of ether.

After mastering this essence, Ye Qingxuan's Dragon Sleep Enchantment was no longer what it used to be.

At this moment, the scepter unfolded, as if the ruins had once again emerged from the deepest part of the etheric realm, falling into the material realm, and the huge peerless realm slowly unfolded in Ye Qingxuan's hands, and it was also a perfect forbidden music theory, blessed on the nomadic mountain.

And so, a desperate silence came.

This is the projection of the ruins!

There is no trace of music theory, nor any sign of manipulation, as if it were a purely natural phenomenon, and little by little a crack was torn open from the realm of the Messiah, without being diverted by human will.

At this moment, the Nomad Mountain, where all engines were turned off, could no longer levitate in the air, and the massive shell made of pure steel and behemoths began to sink slowly after tearing Rommel apart.

It's as if a red-hot piece of iron has been thrown into solidified butter.

Under the pull of gravity, it descended with its own force, and in an instant, it had penetrated through the layers of realms.

Soon, a large number of cannons from the sea fortress burst into flames, and in an instant, hundreds of heavy mass shells flew out of the barrels that had been turned, and rained down like a torrential rain, causing the heavy armor of the warship to tremble violently, countless rivets to fly, armor to shatter, and the warship seemed to be turned into a sandcastle that fell apart in the torrential rain.

The projection of the ruins not only isolated the seal of the Messiah, but even the attacks of many musicians who followed were completely erased.

The Nomadic Mountains were violently shaken by the stormy bombardment, but there was no sign of collapse.

Just as everyone was in the furious sight, Ye Qingxuan laughed, and the projection of the ruins completely tore the seal of the Messiah and fell into the sea from mid-air.

The huge ship threw a hurricane into the sea, but it didn't make any waves, not even a splash.

It's like sugar, melted into the water, and there is no trace of it.

Even the wounds that had been ruptured under the bombardment began to recover quickly, and it was originally a son of the sea, a deep-sea monster that had been crisscrossing the seven seas for hundreds of years.

Compared to the air and the sea, the deep sea is its domain!

The left eye of the god burst into light, and the black warship hidden in the sea water was illuminated, but at the moment when the projection of Shanggui Ruins dissipated, Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes, and the staff of fate suddenly fell.

Collapse!

The final lock of music theory is unlocked.

"And a gift for you!"

As a result, the torrential rain suddenly fell from the sky, engulfing the entire sea fortress in an instant.

But in the clear sky of the sky, how could there have been rain clouds?

It was only now that everyone discovered that with the collapse of the Abyss Chapter, the illusion that had turned into a little frost had not dissipated, but had instead turned into thousands of illusory rainstorms.

Like an invisible river, it penetrated through layers of obstacles, covering the entire territory of the fortress, and just when everyone was caught off guard, the mental hints hidden in it were like weeds after rain, frantically taking root and sprouting, growing rapidly.

Ye Qingxuan laughed.

Let me let you see today, Ye's 'he is at ease'!

So, screams rang out from the fortress, one after another.

And taking advantage of this rare opportunity, the nomadic mountain that dived into the sea quickly disappeared into the darkness of the deep sea.

Above the bridge, there was a dead silence.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes gloomy and their faces pale.

Soon, the captain made a hoarse voice:

"Damage debriefing. ”

"For the time being...... There were no casualties. ”

In the midst of that scream, the debriefing musician said in a strange voice: "Most of the low-level crew members who are not wearing mind talismans have been implanted with psychic hints, and we are trying to clear them, but ...... Every time we erase the suggestion, it quickly reappears......"

Rommel's expression was gloomy.

Of course, he knew that Ye Qingxuan's best tricks were the best in the field that Ye was best at.

Heart-to-heart!

Yip's psychic musicians don't even need to use music, just by virtue of words and movements, they can influence other people's thinking and minds.

The hint implanted by Ye Qingxuan himself, ordinary musicians can clean up the ghosts.

Now I can only rejoice that the scope of the sea fortress is too large, and it is difficult for Ye Qingxuan to hide too strong hints in the fragments of the chapter of the sea abyss, and interfere with so many people at the same time.

But hints are hints, and if you leave them alone, sooner or later there will be a big mess.

"What about the implications?"

Rommel opened his mouth and asked, "What type of hint did Ye Qingxuan implant?"

There are many types of hints in the physiognomy school, and it is necessary to find out the types as early as possible in order to be able to make a response.

What's more, while he was angry, he was also very curious, under the constraints of scale and intensity, what hints did Ye Qingxuan plan to use to achieve the greatest effect?

The musician who reported looked strange, and after a moment of silence, he replied, "It's 'fear.'" ”

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he reported: "According to a rough count, we have more than 4,000 seafarers...... Suffering from hydrophobia. Now more than half of the people vomit and shiver when they see the sea......"

For a moment, the entire scabbard fell silent.

"Fear ...... Water syndrome?"

Rommel muttered the word repeatedly, and in his rage, he could only find it extremely funny and mocking.

Known as the children of the north wind, the Asgardians have been fearless for hundreds of years, daring to cross even a single canoe across the dark zone of the sea...... Like a rabies, he suffered from hydrophobia?

Just by a hint, the sea fortress lost more than 4,000 seafarers in a short period of time, stopped functioning, and was almost scrapped.

It's a fucking joke!

After a long silence, Rommel's expression twisted, and a hoarse growl came out of his throat.

"Ye Qingxuan!"

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"Oops, it's a big loss, it's a big loss. ”

In the depths of the sea, the bridge of the Nomadic Mountain was sweltering, and after the air circulation system was destroyed, it was a hot wind that blew out.

Ye Qingxuan was sweating profusely, holding the document and fanning himself, still feeling out of breath.

Now he is waiting for the people below to count the losses, and his expression is full of helplessness:

"This development is not right, shouldn't we fire a cannon and leave after loading? Why was we almost captured alive? If it weren't for the preparatory plan, our formation would have been wiped out by the Asgardians today, it's really unfavorable!"

Although he said that he had lost a lot, but thinking of the hint that he had sprinkled to Asgard at the last moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Your Highness, the losses have been counted. ”

Replacing Stone's adjutant captain Ye Geor, he looked at Ye Qingxuan, who was laughing in the sky as if no one else was looking up to him, and reluctantly stepped forward and reported in a low voice:

"The external armor is badly damaged and urgently needs to be replaced, cracks have appeared in the keel of the nomadic mountain, and part of the tissue has been badly damaged. On top of that, there was a large number of equipment crashes, and two of our spare engines exploded, seriously injuring six people, but no one died. ”

The whole process was less than a minute, but it was caught by the sea fortress, and the nomadic mountain was almost completely destroyed several times, and now it can be said that it is basically half-scrapped.

"Although the external armor is a consumable, a set has been prepared in advance, and the damaged equipment can also be replaced, but we have no way to complete the repair at sea, and I am afraid that we will have to return to port. ”

Thinking of this, Yegor was extremely uncomfortable.

The ship was badly damaged and had to return to port, and even if the Nomadic Mountains were remarkably resilient, it was equivalent to a short withdrawal from the battle.

But the Asgardians were not worried about this at all, the sea fortress itself was a huge mobile port, large enough for their fleets to be moored in turn, and there was even a large ship repair yard on it, so they did not need to return to Asgard at all, and they could even build their own ships as long as the materials were sufficient.

Not at all affected by the drawbacks of any away games.

"Don't worry. ”

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand calmly: "Even if there is no us, the royal fleet is still the royal fleet." What's more, in a short period of time, the sea fortress is also equivalent to being scrapped. ”

As we all know, destruction is easier than construction.

One of the most disgusting aspects of the Physiognomy school is that it is hundreds of times easier to destroy than to rebuild.

And the hints of each school of thought are completely different, some hints are aimed at the stress response, some hints act directly on the subconscious, and some hints modify the memory...... And the music theory is completely different.

Once the seeds are sprinkled, different places can grow different things.

If you want to crack Ye Qingxuan's hints, you can only come one by one. And if you are not careful, if you leave a little root, there is a possibility of recurrence......

During this period of time, I'm afraid that Asgard's psychologist will vomit blood and work overtime.

Four thousand, even if there are four hundred a day, it will take ten days!

Enough to run back to Avalon in the Nomadic Mountains, change armor, change equipment, prepare the hull, do a waxing and polishing, keep the hull, and then come back slowly!

After Ye Qingxuan's hand, in a short period of time, there have been continuous conflicts at sea, but it is definitely impossible to break out such a big war with all arms.

It was just a single risk, and with a set of outer armor and some scrapped equipment, he bought at least ten days, and Anglo made a lot of money.

And Asgard ...... At least Ye Qingxuan returned with a feather, they won the victory, right?

It's a win-win!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: He is really a peerless general, it's just amazing!

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Thousands of miles from the North Sea, the southernmost part of the Anglo territory.

Beneath the Blanc Mountains, beyond the vast fortresses, the army of Asgard has come under the city with a roar.

Separated by a distance of several kilometers, with a huge barrier supported by hundreds of co-disciplines, they began to set up camp and build war fortifications in front of the Anglo Legion.

Two of the most elite Frost Giants rode in chariots and flaunted their might under the fortress, shooting challenging arrows at the city walls.

Even across the city walls, you can hear the noise of the Asgardians in the dining room.

Christine sat in her place with a blank face on her plate, swallowing the already burnt beef.

After finally taking care of the defense in hand, the belated lunch finally began.

Soon, the secretary of the military department, who was holding an urgent report, walked forward quickly, couldn't hide his joy, saluted Christine, and then reported in a low voice: "Your Excellency, good news from the Royal Fleet:

His Excellency the Prince fought with the three Scepters of Asgard in the northern seas, and the Nomadic Mountain retreated against the sea fortress, and the sea fortress temporarily lost its combat capability. ”

Christine nodded:

"I see. ”

The secretary of the military department left, and soon another knight walked in, his face was pale, walked to Christine's side, and lowered his voice: "Commander, the Asgardians outside are here again, and they are going to 'duel before the battle'." ”

"Hmm. ”

The knife and fork in Christine's hand didn't stop, but she nodded: "Wait until I'm done." ”

The knight took three steps back, stood in the corner, and waited in silence.

In the silence, there was not even the sound of knives and forks colliding.

Christine took a small bite of her lunch, ate it slowly, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, handed the plate back to the chef, and looked at her servant.

"Let's go. ”

"Yes!"

The knight straightened up, followed her, and strode out.

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Fifteen minutes later, in the midst of the uproar of the Asgardians, the gates of the Blanc fortress slowly opened, and out of it came not thousands of troops, but only a single person.

But as he walked out, not only was the walls of the Blanc Fortress crowded with people, but even many people in the military camp in Asgard ran out, and some even found a commanding height in the military camp, holding binoculars, staring at the figure.

And before the fortress, the armored knight faced a group of Asgardian frost giant knights, and a cold voice came from under the steel armor.

"You want a knight duel?"

Through the steel, the voice became muffled, and the frost giant knights who were gearing up glanced at each other, and among them came an exceptionally burly figure.

Facing the eyes of everyone on both sides, the frost giant made a non-inferior gesture to the Knight of the Round Table in front of him, inserted the flame-shaped greatsword in his hand into the earth, and then took off his helmet.

With the sound of steel grinding, the knight unexpectedly took off his armor and stepped out from behind the steel.

After concoction, most knights' physiques will grow twice, especially Asgard's Frost Giant, which will directly increase their height to more than two meters.

But even among the Frost Giant knights known for their height, that knight's physique can be called burly, even approaching three meters.

It's like a wall.

The frost giant with an indifferent face had no hair, and the top of his bare head was tattooed with a totem that represented the full, and his skin was iron-gray like frost.

He reached out and drew a heavy saber from his armor compartment and pointed it at the face of the Knights of the Round Table.

"In the name of the Grey Sun Clan, on behalf of Holy Asgard, I am launching the oldest pre-battle battle against you. ”

The voice of the frost giant resounded on the battlefield, setting off rolling thunder:

"-- Confirm the truth with this sword!"

At that moment, in the Asgardian barracks, countless frost giants watching the battle cheered and roared, "The truth is mine, the victory is mine, and the glory is mine!"

Rolling waves swept in.

On the walls of the fortress, all the spectators were gloomy by the sudden roar.

"Then, I accept your pre-battle duel. ”

Under the Knights of the Round Table, a hoarse voice without sorrow or joy sounded, unaffected by them in the slightest.

Immediately afterward, Galahad's heavy armor slowly unfurled, and the emaciated female knight stepped out of it.

For a moment, the frost giant on the opposite side was stunned.

I can't believe my eyes.

In the dead silence, he burst out laughing.

It's like seeing a big joke.

He laughed, pointed at Christine, and looked back at his comrades: "Look what they sent? A woman? Doesn't Anglo even have a man who can use a sword?"

It wasn't just the frost giants not far away, the laughter of banter and mockery rang out from afar.

"Could it be, you found a woman from the kitchen to make up the numbers?"

The Frost Giant looked down at Christine and sneered, "Don't be ashamed, Anglo, if you really have the slightest shame, you should obediently send someone who can really use a sword to come up, and don't defile the holy front duel again!"

In the midst of the laughter, Christine's expression remained unchanged.

Just reached out and pulled out a long sword from the armor behind him.

"With this body, I would like to dedicate myself to the Great and Supreme Emperor. ”

She took a step forward and slowly raised the sword with her arm, the blade forward, her expression solemn, as if praying: "May God bless the kingdom, my emperor bless me." ”

My emperor bless me!

The scales were touched.

The Frost Giant's complexion changed.

Staring at the blade, from disdain to cold.

"You know what it means for a knight to draw a sword, right?"

The frost giant clenched his saber tightly and put on an offensive posture, his eyes red with murderous intent: "Although she is a girl who came from nowhere, don't expect my men to show mercy." ”

At that moment, a mournful roar rang out of the air.

The earth shook.

In the snap of a finger, the long distance flew by, and the iron light cut through the air, stinging everyone's eyes.

The loud sound of steel clashing erupted.

The blades collided, and in the piercing sound, sparks burst out.

Feeling the huge power on the blade that was not inferior to his own, the frost giant was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were stunned. Through the blade, he heard Christine's breathing.

It was like an inhuman beast that opened its eyes, stretched its lungs, and greedily absorbed every bit of breath.

Immediately afterward, the heat rushed from the blood, making the heart beat like a drum, causing the power to fill the limbs and hundreds of bones, and making the killing intent turn into substance, merging into this violent power.

"--Drink !!"

The roar was like thunder, crushing all the noise.

Rumble!

The frost giant retreated suddenly, pushed away by the force of the blade, and then the inhuman girl stepped forward, taking three steps, her footsteps imprinted in the iron stone.

Raise your sword and slash.

An explosion erupted from the blade of the sword, with a deafening roar, as if it was about to tear the sea apart, and the blade fell from Christine's hand.

Rumble!

The frost giant held off the slashing sword, his body short, his face flushed, and his expression furious.

Christine raises her sword and slashes again!

Rumble!

Unlike her delicate and complicated swordsmanship in the past, she was like a dragon spreading its wings, and with only her emaciated body, she burst out with a monster-like power.

Pure killing intent melted into the blade of the sword.

Chop!

A tragic gap appeared in the Frost Giant's blade, and then it fell apart. In the sputter of countless fragments, Christine stepped forward, reached out, and clenched her fingers into a fist, smashing them into the heart of the frost giant.

There was a muffled thud, and through the thick ribs and muscles, the fist was like a sharp cone, as if it was about to crush the heart completely, and he couldn't dodge.

Immediately after, Christine's blade fell.

In the silence, screams burst out, and an arm holding a broken sword flew into the air and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

The blade turned, and the heavy hilt fell.

Broken bones.

A tragic crack cracked in the frost giant's iron-solid skull, and it was dark in front of him, and he fell to his knees involuntarily.

Finally, the icy blade pressed against his neck.

In just a few snaps of the fingers, the winner has been decided.

In the midst of intense pain, the Frost Giant raised his head with difficulty, his eyes widened, and he looked at the enemy in front of him, but he didn't see any expression.

Christine looked down at him, her eyes were as cold as iron: "What you just said was told to me before, but unfortunately, your level is not even one percent of that person." ”

She slowly withdrew her saber, and instead of looking at the armored knights who drew their swords, she turned around and slowly raised the saber in her hand, showing her martial arts to Asgard and everyone on the Blanc Fortress.

"Remember my name and go back and tell everyone. ”

Christine's voice rang in everyone's ears, announcing to them:

"- Your enemy, Galahad!"

In that cold voice, above the fortress, the blades of the Knights of the Round Table were unsheathed, and countless iron lights burst out.

By this victory, the truth is mine!

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