Chapter 715: Worse than rotten

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This public sea, which connects the territorial waters of Asgard and Anglo, is one of the meeting points of ocean currents that converge towards Avalon.

Warm currents from the east and north bring an abundance of fish and make it one of the largest fishing grounds in the world, with boats from all over the world competing for the variety of fish that come to the place every spring and winter.

In half a month, the fatty fish will be sent to various places and served on the tables of nobles, becoming a delicacy to satisfy gluttonous appetites.

It's a pity that this sea area has now become a forbidden area.

Not only are the dense fishing boats of the past gone, but even the fish are gone.

The Royal Fleet came to a standstill at the intersection of the Upper Anglo territorial waters and the high seas.

And just above the bridge of the flagship, the generals were silent around a thing that had just been salvaged from the sea.

It was originally a twelve-sided cube made of black iron, and I don't know how long it had been soaked in seawater, and it was covered with patina, and there was even a layer of barnacles and seaweed parasitic.

Under the careful dismantling of the forbidden musician, the dodecahedron, which was more than half a human tall, was slowly peeled off the barnacles from its shell, revealing the inscription hidden behind the rust.

Everyone's faces were gloomy.

"What about something new that I haven't seen before, can anyone explain it to me?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the artificial creation in front of him and turned around and asked.

- Son of the Type 6 Disintegrated Water Demon. ā€

Selwyn said: "Asgard's naval weapons, which are equipped with resonators made by the aether engine specifically for ships, have a sensing range of 600 meters, will move closer to passing ships on their own, and once they get close to the critical range, they will trigger the fuse, and the aether bombs inside will destroy the armor."

Such a thing, as long as two, can blow up the armor of a warship. ā€

"So powerful?"

Ye Qingxuan's next sentence made everyone's faces pale: "I'll try ......"

After speaking, everyone didn't have time to stop him, he didn't hesitate to stretch out his hand and slap it on the aether bomb, and in the next moment, a crisp sound sounded, and the twelve cubes disintegrated instantly, and then, a terrifying glow erupted from it, enough to evaporate the high temperature brewing of the entire bridge, crushing the air, and sweeping in all directions.

But then, the terrifying shock wave and heat were confined to the unseen realm.

In the hexahedron outlined by the forbidden music, the terrifying impact and high temperature constantly reverberate, illuminating everyone's stunned expressions.

Only Ye Qingxuan held his chin alone and nodded slowly:

"It's not a small power, it's enough to catch up with the destruction of the changing musicians. ā€

As he spoke, he turned back to Selwyn, "How many of them do they have?"

"I don't know ......"

Selwyn smiled bitterly: "The Asgardians' war reserves have always been the head of all countries, and a specialized minelayer ship can drop thousands of bombs.

They must have been walking in the currents for days in advance, and now they are drifting with the currents, and I'm afraid they are all over the sea by now. ā€

Selwyn's words were not finished, but Ye Qingxuan understood what it meant.

If they don't stop it, I'm afraid that more and more of these things will drift down the ocean current to Avalon, and there will be no doubt that Avalon will be completely blocked by this thing.

Sheets cannot go into the sea.

"They want to drain our power......"

Selwyn said coldly: "We have to allocate at least half of the ships to mine clearance, and most of the musician's energy will be spent on this thing, even if there is a war, we must allocate some manpower to prevent the ship from hitting mines." ā€

The captain of another warship spoke: "But if you want to get through the blockade, you must first clear these things, otherwise you won't have to fight at all." ā€

"Do you want to clean it up?"

Selwyn looked at Ye Qingxuan, he was the actual ruler of the fleet, although most of the time he only took the blame.

"Clean it up, after all, you can't afford to go without it. ā€

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and ordered: "Organize a large-scale summoning of royal musicians, there should be many musicians who have raised phantom beasts in the water, and it should be faster to clean up."

We don't need to intercept them all, just clear our routes, and let the rest drift to Avalon, if the Earth Heavens can't even prevent that, what's the point?"

The things that the Asgardians sprinkled were like thistles on the ground, and although they were in the way, they could only make Anglo sick at best.

War is like this, everything is done, and when necessary, the massacre of civilians is on the table, let alone such a small thing?

"It's a pity that the Asgardians ignored one point. ā€

Ye Qingxuan beckoned back, and a musician walked forward quickly with an iron box and placed it in front of Ye Qingxuan.

"They can dig traps, and so can we. ā€

As he spoke, Ye Qingxuan unlocked the seal on the iron box with his power ring, took out two small wine glasses from it, and smiled at everyone's stunned expressions.

"There's no need to compare with them. ā€

He weighed the 'integrity' and 'bravery' in his hands, and grinned:

"--Let's be worse than that!"

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At the screeching sound of war sirens, all the ships of the Royal Fleet were busy, and countless sailors hurried to seal all the gaps, distributing heavy protective clothing and breathing masks covering their entire faces in the bow.

Soon, after just half an hour, all the ships were in position.

And in the midst of the magnificent melody, the thick clouds above the sky dome slowly cracked, and the pitch-black beast broke through the clouds. The spine-centered organ is played by sixteen musicians.

Blazing steam erupted from the shell of the Nomad Mountain, bursting with a piercing melody.

Under the guidance of the music theory of Jiuxiao Huanpei, countless threads of thought extended from Ye Qingxuan's body, connecting the nomadic mountain, with this as the core, countless heavenly ladder music theories shrouded the entire royal fleet.

Articulation as one.

Compared with Mabel's phoenix incarnation, Ye Qingxuan's chapter of fate shrouded without any vision, but in the musician's induction, hundreds of warships have been completely integrated into one at this moment, becoming a shell and incarnation of will.

Immediately after, a mighty melody played.

The calm ocean boiled instantly, and countless water vapors rose from the surface of the sea, turning into a thick fog that could not be seen, and in the thick fog, everything turned pure white.

The dense fog expanded wildly, and in the melody, like a white blanket, instantly covered the area within a radius of hundreds of miles, and was still slowly extending around.

It's like it's alive.

After just a few tens of minutes, one-third of the entire North Sea was already shrouded in this undispellable fog, and the remaining two-thirds was only a matter of time.

This is the fog that once enveloped the whole of Anglo.

The Heavenly Kingdom on Earth, which had received all the power of the Leviathan, also bestowed this talent on the Leviathan's heir when he infused the Nomadic Mountain with the power of the dragon.

Unlike the eerie weather that was almost projected by the Aether Realm at that time, the fog at this moment had no other purpose than obstructing vision and musicians' senses.

There was no damage either.

It just needs to exist as a medium, and that's enough.

At the bow of the Nomad Mountain, Ye Qingxuan smiled and slowly raised the two cups in his hands.

The Cup of Virtue.

One is 'integrity' and the other is 'bravery', both represent admirable qualities...... Weakness!

With Ye Qingxuan's movements, the entire Aether Sea seemed to have broken through a huge hole in an instant, and countless Aether was forcibly extracted, causing waves that made the Asgardian fleet far away in the northern seas also feel it.

At this moment, it was not Ye Qingxuan who extracted the ether, but the royal fleet that was unified by Ye Qingxuan.

The etheric engines of hundreds of warships are frantically extracting power, even if each engine is just a little bit, and when they are gathered together, they can turn into torrents.

Such a huge aetheric fluctuation was as conspicuous as a torch in the dark night in the midst of the giant coordinator's catch, but now, the night was covered in a thick fog, and even the position of the torch was difficult to predict.

And under the fertile infusion of this power, Ye Qingxuan's hands slowly tilted, sprinkling the virtues in the cup from above the sky to the thick fog under his feet.

Like nectar falling from the sky.

The wisps of water vapor falling from the cup of integrity quickly melted into the fog and spread rapidly, giving the moisture a cotton-like texture.

Everywhere I went, the vapor of the void became like a viscous glue. The terrifying poison spread rapidly through the mist, along with the nectar in the cup.

A pungent smell rises from the thick mist.

The mist attached to the integrity has turned into wisps of cotton wool, hidden in the thick fog, constantly drifting, pervasive, and even the steel makes a sneering sound wherever it passes.

This poisonous gas, which is transformed from aether, is in a semi-colloidal state, and is the enemy of all living creatures that can breathe. Once in the lungs, it will quickly dehydrate and shrink the organs, until finally they become a dry corpse in uncontrolled vomiting and dehydration. Even if the skin comes into contact with it, the layers of the skin will quickly decay, lose their activity, and turn into cracked rubber.

In contrast, what was spilled in the cup of 'bravery' was a flurry of grass clippings.

It's like the grains of weeds chopped and dried, the willow velvet that spreads all over the mountains after spring arrives, and the spores that absorb the crazy increase of the ether fall from the cup, like salt sprinkled on the barbecue, dotted in the mist, harmless at all, and there is no horror of parasitic growth on the human body.

The cup of integrity robs all moisture and vitality, and makes people lose their flexibility.

And the cup of courage is blinding, growing and expanding wildly.

Weapons that were enough to completely slaughter an entire city in a short period of time came into contact with the restrictions, absorbing a huge amount of aether, completely changing the nature of the dense fog.

Within a week, the entire North Sea will be in jeopardy.

Without protective clothing and no breathing masks, even if you walk around outside, you will completely become a host of plants and a mess of rotten meat.

It's just a pity for this pasture.

Countless fish floated out of the sea with their eyes rolling, their bellies gradually bulging, and finally, countless grass seeds burst out of their bellies and floated on the surface of the water

Ye Qingxuan put away the Holy Grail and shook his head slowly.

Before the war came, the consequences were already being felt.

I'm afraid that this pasture will not be restored in ten years.

The armored knight wearing a protective mask rushed over and half-knelt behind Ye Qingxuan, "Your Highness, the fleet has reported that traces of the Asgardian Navy have been discovered. ā€

"Leave the war to those who are good at war, and tell Selwyn what to do, and don't worry about me. ā€

Ye Qingxuan took the report, walked to the bridge of the Nomadic Mountain, and commanded: "Inform the whole ship, the target is 72 degrees south, four hundred nautical miles!"

In the midst of the roar, the Nomadic Mountains shook violently, and the huge figure went straight past the accelerating Royal Fleet, dissolving into the deepest part of the fog.

"Let's go say hello to our enemies, then. ā€

On the bridge of the steel behemoth, Ye Qingxuan's fingers tapped the handrail, humming a vague tune softly.

- Facing the Leviathan at sea?

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