At the same time, the Royal Academy.

It's noisy.

Since the sixth and tenth floors of the basement, countless people have rushed to run, and the six elevators are running at full power, but the corridors are still sweating and running up and down.

And at the entrance of the freight elevator, a group of people almost fought first in order to grab a position.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go, let the standby interface allocator go first!"

"Get out! I've got six units of note code to upload here!"

"A friend from the management department will give me a face, let me move this relay music theory distribution valve first, it's almost too late!"

"I can't get to the stairs in time!"

"The corridor has been jammed by the storage crystals in the third research room!

"It's too late! Let's make a hole in the floor! Send things down, and leave two people here to help me mend the floor!"

Before the words fell, there was a roar.

A group of research musicians who usually huddle in the lab and never leave the house have begun to tear down the house, and a group of researchers are going crazy in order to put the spare equipment in place.

The house can be rebuilt at any time, but if it is delayed for five minutes now, I am afraid that it will be trampled to death by the angry boss immediately, right?

"What are you waiting for? Check all the links again, I want you to look good if there is any problem!"

Newton rolled up his sleeves, revealing two hairy arms, like a hot old monkey jumping up and down.

Beside him, the burly imam was silent, his eyes closed. But seeing him like this, the rest of the chainsaw monks are becoming more and more diligent, not daring to slack off, and the pressure is great.

Unlike the Royal Academy, which has a lax system, the Chainsaw Monks have always been governed by classical teachings, and it is the most cruel version, which is the basis for the Monks to be able to pass on for hundreds of years in the southern deserts...... In other words, stabbing the basket at this juncture is definitely not a problem that can be solved by pumping thirty lashes.

To put it mildly, the dog that bites doesn't bark, and if there is a problem in the research institute, at most he will be fined and expelled, and it is a big deal to go to prison. But if something goes wrong with the monk, then I'm sorry......

Thinking of the sword blade dangling brightly behind their heads, everyone suddenly moved quickly.

"There is no problem with the Ethernet connection. ”

"Level 3 clearance is open!"

"The Royal Orchestra is in place!"

"The downlink request has been uploaded!The outer layer of the Ethernet is running...... The ether quota of 4,000 official musicians is ready to be distributed, and the ether pools of No. 6, No. 8, and No. 9 are already in place!"?" The second verification is complete!"

The cacophony of debriefings kept ringing out.

The complicated process advanced rapidly, until at last, when there was no more sound, and in silence, Newton sat in his chair, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Obviously, the preparation has been so full that it can't be more sufficient, and there is no problem in all links, but the panic and uneasiness in my heart still can't be dispelled.

"Patriarch, I remember that you have the qualifications to be a priest?" Newton looked at the giant beside him, "Can you accept my prayers on behalf of God?"

"You can pray, but God won't listen. ”

The patriarch raised the holy emblem ring on his finger and said indifferently: "We follow the will of fate, and the rest ...... Just accept God's arrangement. ”

Newton was stunned for a long time, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "I hope He will arrange a good outcome for us." ”

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In the midst of the roar, Galahad's armor smashed through three layers of walls first, following the map drawn by the Apocalyptic musicians, and rushed towards the camp of the Frost Giants.

In the face of several Frost Giant Armored Knights who had already reacted and intercepted them, the emaciated and short Galahad dodged the attack with almost dexterity, and his sword roared, piercing through the gap in the armor and cutting off an arm.

Originally, light armor was focused on speed, and after removing the heavy outer suspension armor, the speed was exaggerated.

"Galahad! You're too fast! You're out of the group! It's too dangerous!

Ignoring Geraint's orders behind him, Galahad accelerated again, breaking through a wall once more, and breaking into the armored workshop, where he was confronted by two Frost Knights who had just finished their armor, but there were many more who were immobilized at the armor workbench and urgently dressed with the assistance of several engineers!

With a roar, Galahad leapt to his feet, stepping on the Frost Giant's shoulders and walls towards the workbench behind him.

In the face of Galahad's double sword slash, the Frost Giant Knight, who was unable to resist in the process of armoring, was like a chicken, and suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

But more people rushed up one after another, regardless of life and death, blocking her speed and buying time for the rear......

Finally, in the midst of a loud noise, the heavily armored powered knights finished their costumes and gathered around.

In just five minutes, the Knights of the Round Table no longer had the time to relax.

In an instant, the situation was reversed.

"This coat of arms ...... It's the insignia of the head of the Knights of the Round Table, and it looks like I caught a big fish. ”

With the roar of steel, the Frost Giant Knight raised his power halberd and aimed it at Galahad's face: "Now, it's time to pay the price!"

Thunderbolts burst out from above the halberd, roaring, breaking through the air.

Christine took a step back, her twin swords spreading out like eagle wings, taking a step towards the enemy's attack, moving like thunder, rushing out, locking the chest power furnace and the vital point of the face.

The frost giant sneered, regardless of the attack, this level of attack, even breaking through his outer armor could not be done.

In the face of heavy armor-powered knights, light knights without any external hanging armor are simply vulnerable.

But then, with a whistling sound, dozens of steel cabinets fell from the sky, falling apart when they landed, and only the huge cone-mounted co-rhythm was nailed into the earth.

As early as in mid-air, those co-rhythms burned red from overload, and fell to the ground like meteorites wedged into the earth.

And as the rest of the armored knights destroyed the Asgardians' alchemy matrix, the enchantment that shrouded the outer layer finally collapsed completely.

At that moment, the aether rushed down from the sky.

All the Knights of the Round Table heard a cold voice in their ears, overlapping in one place, so swift, but the voice was so clear that it seemed to echo in their own consciousness.

【Harmony completed】

[Completion of the agreement]

[The first handshake, the second handshake, and the third handshake were successful]

【Ethernet connection completed】

[User ID code recognized, Knights of the Round Table, interface assigned complete]

【Virtual Matrix Simulation Completed】

[Power source: Vacuum solar mount completed]

[May God bless the kingdom, my emperor bless me!]

At that moment, a mighty melody sounded from the sky, resounding through the stars.

- The first march of the majesty!

In the midst of that sonorous melody, the glow of the Golden Chapter of Victory fell from the sky, turning into a dragon might, covering every armored knight.

In the snap of a finger, the construction of the Longwei armor was completed, and the blazing ether flow surged in the virtual alchemy loop, and under the full coverage of the ether net, every knight of the round table was connected to the port, shrouded in the external armor formed by the dragon.

Rumble!

In the glow of Longwei, a hurricane burst out.

An iron-gray hurricane hovered over Galahad's armor, and the power halberd shattered and turned into metal gravel. Countless fragments of thunder jumped, but it was difficult to penetrate Galahad's hurricane defenses.

In just an instant, the huge frost giant had been completely pierced under the disintegration of the two blazing swords, and the power furnace burst with a bang, and the shockwave exploded the upper giant's chest, and blood gushed out.

It's like a dream.

It was obviously a power skeleton without any special features, but it suddenly transformed into a round table armor that was even better than the archangel's armament.

And it's also a majestic iron-walled hurricane - Galahad!

Are the gods joking with the Asgardians?

Not only the Asgardians, but even the Knights of the Round Table themselves did not expect that they would be able to receive the blessing of the dragon.

The Aether Furnace has been upgraded to a 'Vacuum Sun' powered by music theory collisions, and even the outer skeleton without any protection has been transformed into an expensive Archangel armor!

Not to mention the weapons in your hands that have been transformed into alchemy armed by the virtual matrix!

No one believes it!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of light knights who were not even equipped with external suspension armor had turned into heavy knights covered by Longwei armor!

No, even more exaggerated than that, the essence of Long Wei is a phenomenon formed by forcibly interfering with the ether with will, which itself has no form and substance, and has no weight at all.

A group of armored knights with heavy cavalry defenses, but far faster than light cavalry......

It was as if the Asgardians had seen a nightmare coming.

Over the past few months, the work of the Royal Anglo Academy and the Chainsaw Monks around the core of the Aether Web has finally gone live in the Aether Web today, opening its own port to all Knights.

- Mass-produced Knights of the Round Table!

"My emperor bless me!"

Under Geraint's roar, the mighty dragon power burst into a roar.

The Knights of the Round Table have finished changing their costumes, three hundred and twenty Archangel Knights, and six Knights of the Round Table, there are no weaknesses in the coverage of Long Wei.

At this moment, right here, the sound of steel roaring burst out.

Asgard's Frost Giants and Anglo's Knights of the Round Table collide in one place, and the long-awaited showdown between the two sides has finally begun!

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The sea is collapsing.

I don't know when it began, a huge depression had appeared in the ocean of anger, and countless sharp fissures continued to burst out of it, whirlpools of life and death, some fleeting, some of which grew rapidly, devouring other whirlpools, constantly bursting into loud noises and turning into roars.

Water is the best medium.

Under the infiltration of the etheric realm and the huge gravitational pull of music theory, the entire battlefield has been completely distorted by both sides. If it weren't for the strong suppression of the sea fortress, then this sea area would have been completely turned into a foreign land.

On the other hand, this is also the confidence of the Asgardians to constantly urge the music of war. No matter how distorted the environment is, it cannot affect its own integrity.

And the Royal Fleet, at the moment, is already scarred.

In the fourth minute of the battle, the slowest 'Ramiris' fell apart under the slash of the massive flaming sword, and in the tenth minute of the battle, the shield of the Determination was completely blown away, and now the battered battleship could only barely maintain its shape by relying on the alchemy matrix.

The glow of the royal light flickered and dimmed, like a candle in the wind.

At this moment, it is not the defense that determines the life of the Royal Fleet, but the speed...... In the face of the overwhelming attack of the Asgardian navy, no matter how powerful the shield and defense are, it is impossible to resist, and only by dodging it as quickly as possible can it barely survive.

Even so, the aftermath of the continuous repercussions left the entire fleet in shambles.

With a loud bang, the Revenge, which was advancing against countless attacks, completely fell apart after ramming and sinking a battleship, turned into fragments, and sank into the sea again.

More than half of the original Royal Fleet has been lost.

Enemies who are several times more than their own, and even in the face of terrifying monsters such as sea fortresses, the Royal Fleet still creates a lot of results.

More than half of its own losses were exchanged for the tragic damage of Asgard's second formation. Although it could not fight the sea fortress head-on, the tactics used by the Royal Fleet at this moment were like a group of barbarian rangers roaming the sea.

Under the terrifying effect of the Royal Fleet's resonance, 'Storm Protection', the fleet sacrificed most of its defense in exchange for terrifying speed, interspersed back and forth on the battlefield, and fought head-on battles with the enemy at all, only constantly harassing with the use of artillery to consume the outer forces of the sea fortress.

Dealing with a monster like a sea fortress, of course, there is a kind of pain and helplessness that rats pull turtles and can't speak, but against the battleships on the periphery of the fortress, the effect is amazing.

After the depletion of the alloy mass shells that had been stored for hundreds of years, the Royal Fleet activated the backup matrix, constantly pumping seawater and interfering with its properties, transforming it into special shells with steel properties. Depending on the matrix, seawater can also be reprocessed to make it surprisingly corrosive or flammable.

Unlike the Asgardian warships, the original Royal Fleet hundreds of years ago was an alchemical warship forged from the flesh and blood of the Leviathan and the Scourge Theory. Although after hundreds of years of innovation, its design and model are outdated, and its frontal attack power has become relatively reluctant, but the special effects carried by its warships are still irreplaceable.

Whether it's the Storm Protection, which increases the speed of the warship several times and always occupies the upper hand, or the Tide Protection, which manipulates the sea water to form layers of water and iron walls to weaken and deflect enemy attacks, it is a god-level auxiliary effect that can be encountered but not sought.

Maximize your protection and weaken your enemies.

It's a pity that Avalon's earthly heavenly kingdom can't be used at will because of the fear of the Asgardian Gangnir, otherwise under the will of the empress, I am the country, and the entire sea of Anglo is the territory of Leviathan, and under the blessing of natural disasters, the entire ocean is the enemy of Asgard.

This kind of state-level interference is a defense that has taken hundreds of years of engineering to build, and even the saints can't compete here.

Otherwise, where would it have been to this point?

In the midst of the battle damage alarm, Selwyn gritted his teeth, and his expression twitched when he heard the roar coming from afar.

In the sea fortress, the Flaming Sword slashed down again, splitting countless water curtains and storms, and reducing the entire vortex to ashes, along with the royal oaks.

The entire original Royal Fleet ...... There are only six boats left!

Thinking that the royal fleet, which had been inherited for hundreds of years, had been damaged to less than a third in his own hands, Selwyn's heart was like a knife, this is the legend that many Anglo's teenagers have dreamed of since childhood, and the motivation to join the navy.

Now the glory is not satisfied, and the blood of glory is dimmed.

Even if the person who made this determination was not himself, as the commander, Selwin had an urge to take poison and apologize.

"Damn ......"

He gritted his teeth, roaring angrily at the cacophony of sirens.

Rumble!

The tremor struck again, the hull wailed, and the sirens sounded again. The armor at the bottom of the Royal Light shattered, and the sea water poured into the wheel room of the third engine.

Even though the steel locks had fallen, cutting off the inflow of seawater, the speed of the royal light had plummeted by three percent.

In the midst of the violent turmoil, the signal chief fell to the ground, covered in blood from the sharp edges and corners, and got up on the table and looked at Selwin: "Sir, the Ramiris communication is silent!"

Rumble!

A loud bang came from afar.

On the verge of limits, Ramiris rushed to the battlefield, detonating his own aether furnace and perishing with his enemies.

The remaining warships also sounded the alarm one after another.

"What are you doing in a daze!"

Selwyn was furious and roared, "Attack! Attack! Attack! Our enemy is still on the battlefield! We must not stop!"

He held the command knife in his hand, and the joints were raised.

Anglo expects everyone to do their job......

But how long has it been since this long ordeal?

Three hours? Four hours?

The original royal fleet sacrificed almost eighty percent, in exchange for several times more results, and even under the desperate attack of the Ramillis just now, even the side armor of the sea fortress was blown out of a big hole.

But in the dark, a voice rang in Selwin's ears.

Tell him that this is the end of it.

Your duties are coming to an end.

Selwyn looked up at the dome of the bridge, never before had he prayed so devoutly for a miracle from the gods.

But his pupils were stung by the glow of thunder and lightning.

In the projection of the dome, the night sky lit by the flames of war was torn apart, and the fierce light like a meteor fell galloped through the night, one, two, three......

It's like a rainstorm.

The thunderous lightning of the rainstorm sliced the night sky intricately, leaving a trail that lasted for a long time.

The meteor swarm made its way through the battlefield and flew towards Avalon.

"Sir......

The chief of the signal in charge of the observation turned pale: "The Asgardians have launched a general attack on Anglo, and they have activated the ...... of Gangenir"

Selwyn laughed miserably.

The gods responded to the results of his prayers.

But He is not on His side.

"Any wine?"

He looked at the first mate, who had an arm blown off by the wheel, and the first mate shook his head bitterly: "It's long gone, so I brought a little bit, really." ”

"For the first time, I hated that people brought less wine on the boat. ”

Selwyn laughed, but couldn't hold back the urge to tears and choke: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to work with you...... Ladies and gentlemen...... The blood of shame and glory, the glory of one's own nobility. ”

The first mate and the crew looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

As if by magic, he took out an iron box from his pocket: "Although there is no wine, I also brought a box of cigars, which are of the highest quality!

"Fuck, what are you doing as a military rule! I'm going to hang you! Get it!"

Selwyn wiped tears from his eyes, snatched the tin box from his hand, and pulled a cigarette out of the brass pipe. There was no time for the elegant roasting and tasting as before, so he roughly bit off one of his head, threw it to the first mate, and took out another one to keep for himself.

"Give me some too. ”

The second mate, who has always adhered to the aristocratic demeanor and is meticulous, also stepped forward, took the iron box, and distributed it. The signal chief rubbed out a wisp of fire and lit it for everyone one by one.

A group of old men unbuttoned the collar of their uniforms, took off their hats, and despite the stinging pain in their hearts, they snorted vigorously, swallowing the thick fog, and they couldn't help laughing when they looked at the tears and blood stains on each other's faces.

"It's time, guys. ”

Selwyn leaned back in his chair and found a comfortable position: "The time has come to do his duty." ”

"Yes. ”

The first mate grinned: "God bless the kingdom." ”

"God bless the Kingdom!"

"God Bless the Kingdom ......"

May Heaven protect the kingdom and ask for nothing else.

"All hands on deck!"

Selwyn laughed and gave the final order: "Let those Asgardian barbarians see the backbone of Anglo!"

So, with a roar, the engine was overloaded and started.

The royal light burst into brilliant colors, and the last of the first fleets assembled, followed by the flagship, and rushed to the sea fortress in the glow of countless artillery bombardments.

With the last glory, the Anglo fleet played an elegy!

But at such a sad time, there was an inappropriate voice in the communication.

"Hey, I said everybody...... Have you forgotten the second half of the phrase 'God Bless the Kingdom'?"

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