Crown of Silence

Chapter 647 Escort

In the endless ocean, there is only the sound of the tide in the distance.

In the fog, there is silence.

The mighty fleet is hidden in the fog and moves forward silently.

After all members cut off contact with the outside world and entered a silent state, they maintained an extreme distance in the fog and communicated with each other only through the most primitive light language.

The thick fog obscured everything, and the slight noise produced by the engine running at the minimum level was hidden in the chaotic sound of the black area, like a ghost, moving silently towards Guixu.

On the bridge of the Royal Fleet, the leading ship in the front, Selvin sat in the command seat and looked at the sea chart in silence.

"Sir, we have left the border." The navigator reported: "In ten minutes, we will leave the black area and approach the range of Guixu."

"Prepare to lift stealth."

Selvin nodded.

A crisp prompt came from the channel: "Sir, we received a communication from Anglu, the identification band of the Privy Council."

Soon, the voice of the Minister of the Navy sounded from it: "Viscount Selwyn, this operation is related to the fate of the country. The future maritime hegemony of all countries will be fought here, and we must not relax."

"Understood." Selwyn saluted, "It must not meet your Majesty's expectations."

"Very good." The Minister of the Navy said: "Four hours ago, His Royal Highness and the Royal Band had left the port with the second batch of warships and were rushing to meet you.

All military affairs are still under your command, and His Royal Highness will be responsible for your decision."

The words of the Minister of the Navy were very tactful. At that time, Selwyn would be in charge of military affairs, but the final major decision must be approved by Prince Avalon. Selwyn had no objection to this. He was originally one of the fanatical supporters of Prince Avalon.

In addition, Prince Avalon came on behalf of the royal family this time. As the vice-lord of Anglu, it was natural for him to replace the queen to supervise the royal fleet.

What's more... the current Royal Fleet lacks heavyweight warships like the Nomadic Mountain, and it still feels a little guilty.

After the Leviathan War, the Royal Fleet has made outstanding contributions, but the sacrifices behind this glory are by no means understated.

In the process of maintaining the country and clearing out the demons, a large number of warships were damaged, and more ships were difficult to leave the port due to lack of maintenance and repair. It is estimated that it will take two years to repair them all. A large part of them have been included in the list of retired ships. After a comparison of cost-effectiveness, the kingdom decided to build new ships to replace them and continue to serve.

Although the real core layer, the twelve legendary warships that can serve as the decisive force, are not damaged much, it is not enough to form a fleet with only the core. A large number of light long ships, fast ships, and even armed merchant ships are needed to make up for the shortcomings.

This time, a fleet was organized in a short period of time, which was almost completely draining the navy department, patching it together, and forming it in front of it. But without actual combat exercises, it is difficult to believe its combat strength.

In order to seize the initiative, Selvin led six legendary warships and a small number of speedboats to set out first.

The subsequent fleet will be divided into two batches and will come one after another.

Among them, because of waiting for the assembly of "Nomadic Mountain" and facilitating the process of the referee to temporarily accept Anglo's employment as foreign aid, Ye Qingxuan can only wait for the second batch to come together to support.

By then, a large number of armed merchant ships will fill the weak state of the Royal Fleet, making this fleet officially capable of fighting any enemy head-on.

Hearing the news of Ye Qingxuan's arrival, Selvin also breathed a sigh of relief.

After routinely reporting military affairs, Selvin cut off the communication and checked the sea chart again, but soon he noticed something wrong.

"Navigator, how long have we been away from the black zone?"

"Fifteen minutes."

The navigator replied: "It's still six hours away from the sea where Guixu is located."

Selvin frowned: "Since we have left the black zone, why is the fog still so thick? Convey my order to the musicians on the ship and detect the surrounding situation. I hope nothing will happen."

It is common to have thick fog at sea, especially at the edge of the black zone.

The Selvin family has served in the Royal Fleet for generations, and this situation is not uncommon, but for the sake of safety, it is better to send a few musicians and a speedboat for detection.

Besides, he is really fed up with this kind of fog.

Next to the navigator, the musician who had closed his eyes on the iron chair quickly opened his eyes and looked at the chaotic ether ball: "Sir, there are still too many noises in the red zone, and nothing has been found.

The reasons so far may have happened, causing some changes in the red zone. The call for Leviathan's revival has not ended for long, and there may be some sea monsters that have not entered hibernation."

"Notify the fleet, all warships are on alert and ready for battle."

Soon, with Selvin's order, the sound of engine preheating sounded in the red zone, triggering waves of ripples and spreading to all directions. In a hurry, the personnel of each department took their positions...

And at this moment, the ether fluctuations in the distance suddenly disappeared.

Leaving the deck, the revelation musician who was launched into the air for exploration entered silence, and everyone felt a little bad. Soon, a shrill roar sounded. In the deepest part of the fog, the missing musician exploded his heart sound, setting off a terrifying fire and ether turbulence.

The turbulence swept through the fog, washing it, causing the fog to turbulent.

The firelight was fleeting, but it illuminated the vague shadows around.

Selvin was stunned and jumped up from his chair. Before he could speak, the navigator had already pressed the alarm button. A sharp and piercing sound came from the ship, and soon, red dangerous lights lit up from each warship.

Then, huge ether waves appeared one after another on the warship's observation ether ball.

That was the warship's ether engine.

In the depths of the originally silent fog, one after another, a ferocious shadow emerged with a vague outline. It was a warship, dozens of warships, and the warships were hidden in the fog, as if they had merged with the fog. Through the increasingly thin fog, you can still vaguely see the traces of more ships behind.

At some point, the Royal Fleet... was surrounded!

On the Sovereign, there was a dead silence.

"Burgundy's phantom fleet?"

Selvin's face was ashen: "How did they know we were here?"

In order to hide their own tracks, all the crew sailed in silence, and even Avalon didn't know where the fleet was, especially in the red zone.

It was like hiding in a dark forest. Without the light of fire, how could those damn Burgundians surround us?

Moreover, were those guys...really ready for a war between the two countries?

At this moment, on the bridge, the second mate's skin suddenly lit up with red flames. The whole person seemed to be burning, and rushed towards Selvin, his body rapidly expanding:

"Anglu has rebelled against the way of God, and will be spurned in hell and will suffer the consequences!"

Bang!

The next moment, a cold sword light emerged from the cabin, slashing vertically and horizontally, crushing the ball-like attacker into pieces, and then, invisible winds gathered from all sides, turning into a cage, blocking the flames and forcibly extinguishing them.

Until the end, only ashes fell silently to the ground.

Selvin's face was ashen.

Well, now I know how the enemy found me.

He turned around and looked at the cold armor that emerged from the air beside him, and thanked the armored knight: "Lord Gerant, thank you for your help."

"It's my job."

The Knight of the Round Table sheathed his sword, and under the armor, the middle-aged knight said: "It's up to you next."

Soon, loss reports came from various ships. Not only was there a traitor on the flagship Sovereign, but there were also two ships with the same situation. Fortunately, they were all put out as quickly as possible, and the two captains were only slightly injured.

The Burgundians may have been planning for a long time.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to launch such an amazing effect in such a short time.

But unexpectedly, the Burgundians' phantom fleet did not take advantage of the situation to attack, but maintained the original formation, just surrounded the Anglo Royal Fleet, and all the main guns were aimed at them, but no surprise attack was launched.

Instead, a communication came from the outside.

The communicator looked at Selvin, and Selvin nodded: "Take it in."

Soon, a strange and indifferent voice sounded from the bridge.

"This is the Phantom Fleet of the Kingdom of Burgundy."

He paused, then continued:

"--Next, we will escort your fleet. For the sake of bilateral relations and the safety of both sides, please do not take any other actions that may cause misunderstanding."

The communication ended.

Selvin's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists.

Escort?

How can this be an escort!

This is a prisoner!

"Order the fleet--"

Selvin's eyes were red with anger, and he raised his palms, about to issue an order for all members to attack, but the piercing alarm sounded again. Then, there were countless overlapping broken sounds.

That was the loud noise caused by the friction between ice and iron.

It roared and swept like a tide.

The fog was torn apart, and the sky-high cold spread from the bottom of the sea. Countless tiny ice spikes grew out of the waves, like trees splitting branches.

Countless ice crystals seemed to be tilted out of the warehouse. After freezing and expanding, they spread in all directions. The crisp sounds gathered together, and the roaring sounded in everyone's ears.

In a flash, the entire sea surface was completely frozen.

Surrounded by the phantom fleet, the sea surface where the royal fleet was located had instantly frozen into an ice field with countless sharp ice crystals.

The fleet was like a bug in amber, frozen in it.

Looking at it, you can only see countless sharp ice crystals pointing to the sky.

In just a blink of an eye, the mighty music hidden in the roar has been frozen. The terrifying ether wave rose from the flagship of the phantom fleet, no longer hidden, and revealed everything.

It is hard to imagine that there are musicians who can freeze such a huge ocean in an instant, and in the chaotic red zone.

It's like the gods took away the fire from the human world, leaving behind the eternal cold and the north wind that penetrates the lungs.

"Fifth... Fifth Symphony."

On the bridge of the Sovereign, the military musician looked at the cracks on the ether sphere, his face pale, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, it's the Saint... Saint Schubert!"

In an instant, the entire royal fleet fell into silence.

Saint?

Why did a saint appear on the Burgundy warship?