Royal One is the most powerful force of the Brittan Air Force, an invincible air fortress, a terrifying war machine known as the "Flying City", a collection of the most powerful elite technology, and the largest airship in the world after the Eagle's Nest.

It was probably the only force that could stand up to the black dragon head-on right now.

The problem is that it is not in the palace now.

The failure of the Elite District completely destroyed the ability of the military headquarters to mobilize forces, and all they actually controlled was the meagre power in the palace, and the Ruidu was completely out of control, including the garrisons inside and outside the city.

"We need to repair the central tower. ”

The Emperor has sat on the central throne of the military headquarters, which only opens in wartime, and through the magic in it, he controls all the power in the palace together with the Duke of Wellington and the magicians in the tower.

Now, the most urgent thing is to extend this absolute control to the entire city.

"But until then," the countess suddenly interjected, "let the Royal One kick in." ”

"You invented new magic?"

The whole city is burning, and the Imperial Airship Base, where Royal One is located, must know that Rui needs them, and the reason why they haven't taken off until now is because of the strict command system.

Without the order of the emperor himself or the minister in charge of the military department, the royal number one could not be lifted into the air.

But it was clear that neither the Duke of Wellington nor Lutwig II had time to leave the palace, and their signatures and the like would have to go through a difficult road to get there.

But since it was the countess who spoke, it was worth listening.

"No, just a new trick. ”

The essence of the entire palace has been invoked, and they are used to maintain the magic that can protect the palace under the dragon's breath, and no invocation will be allowed, and the fall of the palace is the real disaster compared to the inability of the royal number one to take off.

"The new large telescope at the top of the tower has been completed. ”

"What?"

The Emperor looked around blankly, and the mages who held the magic tower looked at each other.

The telescope at the top of the tower had just been built, and it was built by the countess on the basis of Magellan's theory of optics, and it was huge and expensive.

"Now that the defense has begun, the Duke will come with me to the top of the tower. ”

No one knew what the countess's new trick was, but no one objected.

The Duke followed the countess to the top of the tower, a huge platform with a floor of clear glass, and a huge hemisphere underneath, all composed of mirrors, on which a man stood as if suspended in the air.

The countess stood beside the half-man-high column in the center of the platform, stretched out her hand and placed it on the pillar, and then the whole platform began to turn.

The Duke of Wellington stood behind the Countess, watching the huge machine start to work, amazed at the ingenious design, and at the same time amazed at the fact that such a huge machine could operate without consuming essence at all.

The huge mirror hemisphere finally stopped, and the Duke could be sure with just one glance that it was now facing where the Royal One was.

"Please stand here. ”

The countess asked the duke to stand in front of the mirror hemisphere, facing the mirror.

"Say three times and you're allowed to take off. ”

The Duke smiled bitterly and sighed, "Can they really see it?"

After saying that, he did as the countess said, and the answer to this question did not matter at all, and now they had to seize all hope.

"Let's go, it's time for us to think about who will repair the Central Tower. ”

The Duke nodded and followed the Countess down.

......

The generals of the military department are arguing about whether to send someone to repair the central tower in the elite district.

Originally, this should be an indisputable problem, if the big tower is repaired, then all the problems in front of you can be easily solved, but unfortunately, qualified repairmen are extremely scarce.

The central tower is an extremely complex and sophisticated essence machine, comparable to the magic towers in the palace, and it takes a whole team of experienced magicians to repair it, and that is half of the repairmen in the palace who maintain the magic towers.

Sending out a repair team means that if the vital tower encounters a problem, the mage may not be able to complete the repair in time.

This is the crux of the debate as to whether to guarantee absolute security or to risk the possibility of expanding the gains.

"The palace is everything, we can't afford to lose His Majesty and the military department!"

"If you don't repair the central tower, the palace will be just a shield without a spear, and sooner or later it will be broken!"

These are the two most representative views, neither the staff nor the generals can overwhelm the other, the emperor is indecisive, and the argument seems to be endless.

The military headquarters is like a machine, and now, a small part of this machine is running at full capacity, but most of it has not yet started to act, because the area they are responsible for, the city of Ruidu, and even the entire territory of the empire, cannot be contacted.

This caused the number of people involved in the argument to exceed all expectations, and the scene was very chaotic for a while.

However, it was for the same reason that the argument in favor of sending a repair team finally gained the upper hand.

The emperor began to hesitate, and he seemed to be about to be convinced.

Then a sudden cacophony came from a distance, flooding the military headquarters like the sea at high tide.

"Royal One!"

The incomparably huge behemoth slowly rose into the sky, pure white air bags rose from the middle of the black buildings lined with the horizon, and the huge shadow slowly moved on the ground, and there was cheers everywhere it went.

The crystallization of all the current human essence technology is a beautiful and elegant pure white airbag airship, the whole is slender cigar-shaped, with a double layer of pure white metal plates surrounded by airbags to provide lift, powered by a huge essence furnace, capable of flying at terrifying speeds in the high winds.

Underneath the airbag is a long cabin with three huge triangular sails at the bottom, which doubles as a rudder, and on which a huge Breton flag is painted, declaring that it belongs to the Breton Royalty.

Other than that, there are no other parts on the airship, no gun emplacements as are common in military airships, only elegant and smooth lines on the outline, a work of art that resembles an elegant marble statue.

Royal One approached slowly, its shadow still covering a quarter of the palace in the midday sun, the behemoth dragging a long tail of flames behind it, the essence leaving an incomparably brilliant glow in the air.

For the first time, the black dragon looked away from the palace, and the gigantic monster spun in an arc through the sky with astonishing grace and speed, allowing itself to face the challenger head-on.

"We've won!"

Some people had already started shouting excitedly, but there were still some who had not forgotten the argument.

"Let the repair team go. ”