No one knows the outcome of this battle.

It wasn't until twenty hours later that the invisible wall that shrouded the northern seas completely collapsed.

The musicians of all countries who came soon after witnessed the apocalyptic scene.

The sky was shattered, even during the day, the original darkness of the universe was revealed behind the cracked atmosphere, the stars dimmed, and vicious rays pierced through the parched air and shone on the cracked seabed.

The seabed was barren and had decayed into gray-black sand, and the sand was covered with unquenchable red flames, burning day and night without an end in sight.

Countless seas roared and rushed, trying to heal the tragic scar, but they were blocked by the invisible force that remained there.

The rift between the material realm and the ether realm could not be repaired and bridged naturally, and a large amount of unknown aura leaking from the ether realm lingered in that sea area, forming a strange and brilliant rainbow light.

Most of the musicians who entered it never came out again.

After that, the Blue King was still in the dark world, and the Son of God never left the Caucasus, as if nothing had happened.

Two hours later, the lighthouse's analysis was sent to the Golden Palace and placed on the old musician's table.

The old musician stared in silence at the hundreds of musicians who combined the results of the analysis of the lighthouse observations, his face expressionless.

Unlike what many people expected when the King of Green was slightly injured and Charles was severely injured, Lighthouse's analysis pointed out that the King of Green was not injured, but he did not kill Charr either.

What is more important to the old musician is the linear diagram of the Aether over the course of the battle given by the Lighthouse.

From the very beginning, it rose to the realm of the natural calamity, and the violent ups and downs, the terrifying power that was enough to tear dozens of cities soared upward, until in the end, hundreds of elements collided with each other, destroyed, and dissipated.

The collision between the Sacred Cauldron and Eden caused a devastating disaster, but fortunately, the two sides were able to stop before the consequences could be out of control, otherwise the Battle of the Holy City would have been repeated.

After the collapse of the Abyss, the meaning of the existence of the Silent Moon has disappeared, and now the Silent Moon is probably completely hidden in the Great Source, no matter how much the war between the Holy Cauldron and Eden gets out of control, it will no longer come out to block it.

The Blue King and the Charles themselves are the agents of the Holy Cauldron and Eden, and the battle between the two is a collision of two systems, and if the two sides enter a full-scale war, the aftermath of the battle may spread to this world.

Now, the Yellow King has also disappeared without a trace, and I am afraid that the last battle of the ruins will be his last shot, and it is unrealistic to expect him to appear again to clean up his hands.

Therefore, without the safety valve, the survival of the human world is in the hands of both sides.

It can only be said that, fortunately, both sides stopped in the end.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the victory and defeat will be meaningless until the winner is divided.

After a long time, the old musician lowered his head weakly and sighed hoarsely.

Has the Son of God in the Caucasus been raised to such an extent......

No, rather, the hellish rate of improvement in that observation should be even more exaggerated than it is today. On the contrary, there should be something that dragged him down and prevented him from fully exerting his strength......

For a long time, Asgard's greatest confidence, in addition to the exaggerated and unseemly national strength, is the support of the three kings, but now, the other party has unknowingly been able to confront the strongest blue king head-on.

And...... It is even possible to the extent that the winner is not even allowed to be separated.

In the silence, his expression was indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until there was a knock on the door, the soldiers of the Vermilion Bird Clan stood at the door, their faces were ashen, and they held the military newspaper from the front line in their hands.

"Your Excellency, the news from the front ......"

"yes, I see. ”

The old musician didn't listen to him, but pointed to the table: "Put it there." ”

The soldiers departed, and the silence returned.

The old musician glanced at the report, and he didn't even have the strength to open it.

Do you still need to see it......

Fiasco!

An out-and-out fiasco!

Not only was the entire sea line routed, but the main force of the so-called invincible Asgardian navy was completely disabled, and even the sea fortresses were captured by the enemy.

Klein, who commanded the front, is said to have committed suicide after the surrender......

If it weren't for the fact that there were still a small number of fleets that did not go out of port with the main force to fight, otherwise the invincible fleet would have been abolished now.

Not only that, but at the same time, the Frost Giants of Fortress Blanc were also defeated in the revenge of the Knights of the Round Table. Under the unreasonable weapon of Longwei armor, more than half of the battle was lost, and now it can only barely maintain a defensive position, waiting for domestic reinforcements.

Asgard had spent an unknown amount of material and manpower in this war, and it was expected that it would even be able to imagine the majestic army that would break through Anglo in ten days, but now it was carrying such a huge heel in the gutter.

Although with Asgard's production capacity, it will be able to make up for the navy's lost warships again in less than a year, but it may be difficult to have a second one of the huge war weapons of the level of a sea fortress.

Within three years, Asgard will lose the advantage of the sea.

It's not a big deal.

But the last thing we can do now is to slump, we must rebuild our morale and win a huge victory!

No matter what it takes!

Unlike Anglo, who lost the battle and fell to the whole country, Asgard could afford to lose.

Such an external war is enough for Asgard to mobilize more than four times!

Since the battle at sea cannot be successful, then win the army!

Now the old musician is already thinking about how to pick one of the nine other armored knight legions guarding the border to reinforce the Frost Giant Legion, or rather, to mobilize the garrison legion of the Western Military Region in the country?

Supplies, food, training, morale, combat capability......

In contemplation, the old musician sadly touched the few hairs on his head, trying to find the best way to do it.

This time, no matter what, Anglo will be completely crushed with the power of thunder! Even if you use people to pile it, you must pile up the Blanc Fortress!

After making up his mind, the old musician suddenly relaxed.

It takes courage and determination to make up your mind, but it only takes experience and skill to execute it later, and he never lacks ideas and abilities. When it comes to large-scale mobilization government affairs such as war, the old musician alone can top most of the military and political offices. Without such ability, he would not be relied on by the emperor as a deputy.

Before the sun set, he finally figured out a rough plan, leaned back in his chair, and pondered what else was missing.

But at that moment, a piercing siren suddenly sounded from the foot of the mountain below the Golden Palace.

The sound of the alarm was mixed with the ringing of the lighthouse's bell.

Three long and three short.

The old musician was stunned and bounced off his chair.

This is...... Homeland Security Alert!

A warning bell that is only sounded when Asgard's land is threatened.

In my heart, that faint uneasiness is infinitely magnified. I don't know what omission caused him to feel a sense of crisis, so he almost lost his mind and pushed open the door and rushed to the building of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

In the chaotic footsteps, an operator in gray uniform rushed forward and saluted the old musician: "Your Excellency, the Military Administration Department has asked you to preside over an emergency meeting!"

"What about Your Majesty?" asked the old musician subconsciously.

This kind of meeting involving homeland security is by no means something he can lead, and must be presided over by the emperor himself, but now, where has the emperor gone?

"Your Majesty is meeting with the emissary of Burgundy to take your place. The operator responded: "Your Majesty will arrive later." ”

The old musician didn't dare to hesitate and procrastinate, and rushed in the direction of the central conference room:

"What the hell is going on?"

"Three minutes ago, the Caucasus officially declared war on our country, and at the same time, the Caucasus Redemption Corps landed on our soil from Norman Port and are now engaged in battle with the Cham Naval Regiment. ”

"The Caucasus?"

The old musician was stunned, and his scalp was numb: "How is it possible!"

How is it possible!How is it possible!

At the moment the same question echoed in his mind: how could it be the Caucasus!

If you want to ask why, the Caucasus today does not have any ability to mobilize for war at all! Not to mention equipment and weapons, where does the Caucasus get its grain and grass from!

After the natural disaster, the caucasus, which was riddled with holes, was reborn in the revolution called the liberation of capital, and at this moment it can be said that it has swept away the accumulated shortcomings and has the potential to become a great power.

But the price of this unrest was horrific famine and contagion, as well as a terrible lack of supplies.

No matter how much the weakened Caucasus mobilizes its citizens to make reserves, it will be difficult to reorganize the chaotic people in just a few months. Not to mention more than half of the country's displaced people and the plagues that have come and gone......

The Caucasus, which has lost all its grain reserves in the attacks of natural disasters and previous years of famine, has missed this year's spring ploughing.

Although the land is vast, there is very little land that can be cultivated in the Caucasus, most of it is snow-covered wasteland, which can only be cultivated once a year, and the barren land cannot even support itself......

It's like a knight who can't even fill his stomach, no matter how powerful he is, he must wait until he is full before he has the strength to fight.

But now the Caucasus has declared war on Asgard......

Are they crazy?

In the chaotic conference room, the old musician sat in his chair with a gloomy expression, listening to the officials representing the various clans arguing.

Eventually, he angrily grabbed the crystal ashtray beside him and slammed it against the wall.

There was a loud bang.

Everyone was stunned.

The old musician stared at them coldly, and for a long time, he sat back in his place.

"Tell me, how did they solve the problem of food and grass?"

He asked coldly: "Which country violated the convention and sold grain and grass to them - why did we not react at all in the Caucasus and the dark lines of the countries before this?"

Everyone fell into an eerie silence.

After a long time, someone with a complicated face sent a video taken secretly by a spy.

"I'm afraid, it's because ...... Miracles, huh?"

The old musician silently picked up the photo, looked at the image above, and fell into a long silence.

In the photo, there are thousands of acres of fertile land rising from the wasteland...... Countless heavy ears of wheat grew out of the barren earth, bent by their own weight.

The dense quantity seemed to turn the entire field into a golden blanket.

In the middle of the wheat field, there was a figure holding the wheat seed and sprinkling it on the barren earth under his feet, and from where he walked, green sprouts broke through the ground......

"It is said that overnight, the granaries of the Caucasus were piled up. ”

The intelligence director loosened his bow tie, and his face turned pale: "According to our private statistics, the yield per mu of this damn rice seed exceeds 100,000 catties...... Under the control of the Son of God, it only takes one day and a night to mature......

Not only that, but in the heart of the Caucasus, dozens of abandoned mine caves have developed a terrifying number of rare mineral deposits overnight...... This is not something that humans can predict, Your Excellency. ”

He bowed his head in shame: "We, there is nothing we can do." ”

The old musician didn't speak, just stared at the photo in front of him, and lit his cigarette in silence.

Miracles...... Is it?

"Are there any blankets?"

The old musician lowered his eyes, "I'm a little cold." ”

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