Chapter 709: His Royal Highness's Black Box

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After the military administration was introduced, there was no sign of any activity here once it was nightfall, except for the sonorous sound of the power armor of the patrol troops. In the darkness, the sentry looked around in silence.

Dozens of detection enchantments envelop the island and see everything.

This largest island around Avalon has been given to Ye Qingxuan, obviously close to the national capital, but he is allowed to station a military force here that can subvert Avalon in a few hours.

Not to mention the headquarters of the Fifth Department here, just the Stein No. 6 Chamber of Secrets, the Aether Web Development Bureau, which was led by Newton himself, the order of the Chainsaw Brothers, and even the Inquisition, the largest military force under Ye Qingxuan's command, are stationed here.

These days, I don't know how many people have secretly poked Ye Qingxuan's backbone, scolded him for his wolf ambitions, and lamented that the country will not be a country.

And for this great sin, which was obviously to be hanged at the traitor's gate, Her Majesty the Empress only fined him six hundred pounds of gold, and then lightly exposed it.

In the face of His Majesty's indifferent delegation of power, it is no wonder that Ye Qingxuan is regarded by many people as the shadow emperor of Anglu.

In fact, if Avalon is the core of Anglo, then this is Ye Qingxuan's most important foundation, I don't know how many layers of checkpoints and sentry posts inside and outside, and I don't know how many underground hidden buildings have been dug in the secret.

Even during the day, there is a thick fog here.

No one knows what is going on here, how many people there are, not even the materials for construction, food, etc., going in and out, let alone estimating.

Speculation about this is even more varied.

"It was a black box with His Highness's cat hidden. ā€

Tristan smiled strangely when he was on the side of the other guys after a drunken time: "Nobody cares if you're dead or alive until you see it."

But when you open the chest, it's up to His Highness's cat to decide. ā€

Since then, the title of 'His Royal Highness's Black Box' has swept the entire upper echelons of Avalon and has been recognized by everyone.

Except for the old fee.

And now, in the black box in the middle of the night, Ye Qingxuan was standing on the top of the mountain, staring at the black clouds gradually drifting from afar overhead.

The night wind is cold, but there is a faint heat.

Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath, sneezed, and the snot flowed out in embarrassment, quickly wiped it off, and coughed twice: "There is a smell of burning coming from the south." ā€

Clouds from Asgard had drifted over Avalon, just as the warring of war had been told. In just one month, Asgard's crumbling war reserves have caused the entire West to be in a state of confusion.

Including Anglo, who bore the brunt of the blow.

"What time is it?"

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his hands and sighed coldly.

Behind Ye Qingxuan, Lola's voice came from the empty air: "It's two o'clock in the morning." ā€

Ye Qingxuan nodded.

"It's coming. ā€

As soon as the words fell, a sound like the roar of an iron whale came from overhead.

It was as if a star had been ignited, illuminating the dark clouds, and with the sound of the heavy whistle, a terrifying flame of light passed through the clouds, downward, setting off a hurricane, tearing through the iron clouds of war, revealing a single scratch of scales.

Iron light hangs high in the sky.

That's the Nomadic Mountain.

The huge searchlight shone down, illuminating Ye Qingxuan, and as the hurricane swept through, his hair flew up like flowing mercury.

Amid the ground lights and the conductor of the musicians, a huge gap opened in the smooth ground, revealing the intricate steel frame and the deep darkness inside.

In the deepest part of the darkness, there was a little light, and you could faintly see musicians running near the huge landing pad.

That's why Mary fined him six hundred pounds of gold.

Avalon is thousands of miles away from the radiation range of the earthly heavens, and she doesn't know what's going on here. But she didn't expect that she would give this place to Ye Qingxuan with her front hand, and this bastard would hollow out the entire island with her back hand.

If you don't pay a warning, sooner or later, the moth will blow up the entire island.

The huge nomadic mountain slowly sank under the open ground, but the moment it connected with the ground, the armored knight on the deck climbed over the railing, crossed a distance of several meters, and landed in front of Ye Qingxuan.

There were still traces of unwashed blood on the knight's armor, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

But when the heavy helmet was removed, the bare head and half of the metal skull underneath were revealed.

The priest, who was so old that people wondered why he didn't hold his breath, smiled at Ye Qingxuan and knelt down to meet him.

"Welcome back, Stone. ā€

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, pulled him up from the ground, shook his head and sighed: "You are a lot older." ā€

Stone walked out of the open power armor and sat on the wheelchair that had been pushed up next to him, and when he heard Ye Qingxuan's voice, he let out a laugh like a bellows.

"If there are more lice, it doesn't itch, and when you get old like this, how can you care about getting older?"

"Rushing back day and night, do you still have the spirit?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "I'm afraid you won't be able to rest tonight." ā€

"At this level, I can swing a sword for ten days and nights. ā€

Shi Dong shook his head absently, pushed the wheelchair behind Ye Qingxuan, and entered the elevator.

The iron gate closed, and the huge lifting platform slowly sank in the sound of mechanical operation, Shi Dong tilted his head to look at Ye Qingxuan's sneezing and washing his nose, and suddenly gloated.

"It's been a hard two days, haven't you?"

"You shouldn't be pretending. Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed: "It's too cold up there, I knew I should wear cotton clothes." ā€

Stone smiled, "What do you mean?"

"Everything. ā€

Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "It's okay for me to have a bad deal here, you can help me withstand a lot of pressure when you come back, what about your side?

"Have a nice trip, as your Excellency expected. ā€

Stone grinned, he laughed like a well-fed monster, full of satisfaction, and even the elevator was filled with a faint smell of blood.

"Tell me more. ā€

Ye Qingxuan bowed: "The communication interference in the dark world is too great, and I can only reluctantly report, I want to hear your experience and feelings." ā€

"Originally, I expected that the situation in the dark world would be too complicated, we have been hidden in the snow for so many years, and there is no intelligence, and it will take about half a year to do a good job of exploration.

But with the maps and materials brought by the retired dragoons, it only took us two months to find the ruins of the White Rock Fortress, and in accordance with your instructions, we set up the follow-up supply points along the way, and made the charts and specific routes of travel. And ......"

He paused, and a flash of relief flashed in his bloodshot pupils:

"--We've reopened the White Rock Fortress!"

In fact, the crusade that promised the Inquisition began long after the Leviathan threat ended.

Although everything is complicated, Ye Qingxuan didn't want to drag it out.

He can stay up for decades and wait slowly, but Stone they can't. Since they chose to follow themselves, even if Ye Qingxuan didn't have the energy to completely open up to the east for the time being, they still had to let them see the results of the first stage.

Therefore, the preliminary development and exploration were put on the agenda, and after half a month of preparation, Shi Stone led the team and set off towards the dark world.

This time, the goal is to bypass the aetheric turbulence and those chaotic zones by sea, and find a new way from the sea. A path to the White Rock Fortress, the heart of the Great Pioneer Era, where the Inquisition once splendour.

With Nomad Mountain as the flagship, half of the Witch's Hammer, 200 purification musicians plus 90 royal musicians, and eight strange ships from the Royal Academy, all of them set out in ecstasy on this 'dead end' with an uncertain future.

In fact, Ye Qingxuan didn't expect that the biggest helpers on this trip would be those retired 'dragoons'.

Since Gaius's rebellion, this ranger who was once active in the dark world has been imprisoned by Anglo, and now with Ye Qingxuan, an anti-bone boy, entering the core, he no longer cares about the Holy City.

Thinking that the teacher had been imprisoned for so many years because of a piece of paper in the Holy City, Ye Qingxuan hated it in his heart, and naturally he would not restrict their freedom anymore.

Although the business of the watch shop was scarce and the door was scarce, the butcher Seton had already decided to wash his hands and did not accept Ye Qingxuan's re-recruitment. However, this did not prevent him from introducing other colleagues.

After so many years, everyone is already old, but thanks to the inhuman transformation of the year, although it is a little staggering, it still maintains the state of the year, and does not wait for death like an ordinary old man.

As Abraham's disciple, Ye Qingxuan won the unanimous respect and recognition of these people, and many people rejected Ye Qingxuan's proposal to live for a long time, and after knowing that Ye Qingxuan wanted to open up the dark world, he volunteered to join the exploration team.

Ye Qingxuan once again experienced the magic of the dark world.

Even though there is no life, the future is uncertain, every exploration is a fight for life, and they will go deep into the inhuman demon realm, but these dragoons who have been sluggish will still have their eyes sparkling when they hear this word.

Thanks to the information they provided and the supply points created by the dragoons in the dark world in the past, this voyage was so smooth.

The wind and rain and battles along the way, Shi Stone didn't say much, but Ye Qingxuan imagined it. There was a whole fleet of ships when I went, and when I returned, there were only three boats, including the Nomadic Mountain, which had returned early.

More than sixteen of the ships were damaged for various reasons, and the rest were all left by Stone in a temporary stronghold carved out in the dark world.

This was when he heard about the Holy City's decision, leaving a way out for the Inquisition.

Even if Anglo is defeated on all fronts in the future, Ye Qingxuan can calmly withdraw to the dark world, using the White Stone Fortress as the foundation to plan a comeback.

Although the White Rock Fortress has fallen for hundreds of years, dozens of secret chambers underground are still sealed, and a large number of war reserves can be activated with only a few ciphertexts.

These are all the secret hands left by the countries when they supplied the inquisition without cost.

"It's been a hard trip. ā€

After listening to the brief return, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh softly and patted Shi Stone's shoulder.

Oriental people like to say that there is an old man in the family, and there is a treasure.

Although the elderly are sometimes old-fashioned, they tend to do things safely and never cause people to worry.

Especially after Stone was miserable by the Order's refrigerated pit for hundreds of years, he was accustomed to thinking about victory and defeat first.

Now it's just execution.

Ye Qingxuan tilted his head and lit the cigarette, and asked in a deep voice, "So, what about the second purpose?"

"As you wish. ā€

Stone grinned, and the sharp iron teeth rubbed against each other, making a tooth-sore sound:

"-- The actual combat test of the 'water tank' has been successfully completed. ā€