High Above

Chapter 315 The Turbulent South China Sea (33, 1w2 update, ask for a monthly pass~)

some time ago.

On the third day after the maze was opened, the torrential rain has not stopped.

In the South China Sea, the overwhelming rain is pouring down, and the hurricane is making the sea tide churning endlessly. There is only one sound left in the sky, earth and sea, that is the murmur of being torn apart by the strong wind,

The sea and the sky were pitch black, only pale lightning pierced through the dim rain, shining on this oppressive world from time to time, and the glaring lightning penetrated the rain, presenting a sky full of silver and white stars.

Feiyandi, Whale Song Cliff, and Canaan Moore's three-nation fleet have come to the nearest high seas to wander, and high-speed warships made of metal approach from time to time, but they turn away before they really cross the border—not to mention those lurking in the sea. Armored for naval battles, no one can figure out where the silent giants of steel are now, and what sensational anomalies have been discovered on the bottom of the sea.

Three days is not enough time for the fleet headquarters of various countries to actually arrive, but they will eventually arrive, gathering like bloodthirsty lions.

A large labyrinth will certainly not cause a full-scale war, but if there are any rare and rare materials in the labyrinth, or high-level rare monsters, then a regional conflict and a small-scale and high-intensity battle for the labyrinth will definitely be indispensable.

The rain fell on the blue ether armor, and the splashing water could not blur the vision screen, but could only weakly slide down from this perfect crystallization of human technology.

Viscount Grant was driving his car. He stood at the junction of the high seas and the territorial waters of the empire. The rain and fog swirled around the ether arm, forming a huge domain.

The energy-grabbing range of the etheric furnace cores is actually their domain range, which is also the "upper limit of natural psionic energy that can be obtained at the same time" - the larger the domain, the better the quality of the etheric weapons, and the higher the output at the same time.

Although Zhenglan's furnace core was damaged, it was not too serious. The main reason was that the weapon module was missing, so the lethality was reduced.

But with Viscount Grant driving it with all his strength, he is confident that with his own power, he can block a country's quick response fleet, and even destroy them and all the naval battle armor they carry.

This is not arrogance, nor is it self-confidence, but something that should be done... The sea battle etheric armed forces in the sea and the bloodline inheritance of the high-level water system have such strength.

But it's just one country.

What he has to face is the Three Kingdoms Fleet.

In the torrential rain between the sea and the sky, huge metal boats can be vaguely seen. They are quietly located at one end of the tide. Even if the huge waves are enough to blow away the fishing boats, they will be smashed to pieces when they hit their formations, turning into pieces of fog Splashes of the sea.

These silver fleets are located in three directions, surrounding the entire ruins in the distance.

He obviously holds the key, and theoretically is the owner of this place and even the maze, but Viscount Grant didn't have the slightest chance to enter the ruins in the first place and try to obtain the treasured heritage of the previous era.

Speaking of anger might be a little underestimating the Viscount's mood now.

Now this brown-haired nobleman, drinking water feels like drinking the blood of the fleet crew in front of him, and eating meat feels like eating the flesh of these sailors, his vicious eyes perfectly express the desire to eat What does it mean to sleep on its skin'.

The Nanling Fleet of the Nineteenth Legion is currently being repaired in Harrison Harbor. With the strength of the fleet and Viscount Grant, it is not difficult to stop these 'iron sharks' that smell blood.

But the problem is that if the time drags on for too long, those armors from other countries who are searching for the surroundings of the ruins really catch the missing Isengard and Master Goser, then things will be a big deal.

Not to mention anything else, capturing Ian was unacceptable to him—that was the only possible future alchemist or even a master alchemist in Port Harrison!

It is precisely because he believes in Ian, that Master Goser and Isengard have the strength to understand the secrets in the ruins and achieve certain results, so he is worried about the possibility of other countries capturing these three people.

According to the instructions of the late emperor, the Great Relics Group of the South China Sea is the second most important relics in the empire after the "Great Relics Group of the Dark Mountains", and there is definitely a secret treasure enough for a family to rise.

For years, Ayers Grant has been working on this possibility.

The Grant family was forgotten by the aristocratic circle of the empire because of the relationship with the late emperor. He didn't care about such prejudice and discrimination, but the Viscount made up his mind to let his name and the surname inherited from his father resound across the border and throughout the empire. !

The Grant family can never remain unknown forever!

From being suppressed in the city by the natives, to gradually counterattacking and encroaching on the sphere of influence of the Sequoia people, to completely defeating the core force of the Sequoia people, that is, those second-level totem spirits—it took Viscount Grant two or three ten years time.

If you count the time when my father was seriously injured, the city was crumbling, and I had to think about whether the port was about to fall every day, this period of time might be even longer.

Although it is said that each of the four keys was obtained by accident, if the Viscount hadn't been prepared, he would not have accepted this opportunity.

But now, someone told him that he had prepared for so many years, prepared for so many years, and worked hard for so many years, not only could he not enter the ruins—even the results would be taken away by people from other countries.

Not to mention that my friend who has been with me for many years suddenly stabs me in the back and strikes me with a sword, but the purpose is just to kill my nephew.

"Even if Zhenglan is bombed here, I have to blast all these bandits into the sea."

This is not to speak harshly, but to make a down-to-earth decision.

Viscount Grant, frustrated in his career and friendship, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Pud, if I blow up Zhenglan and only keep the ether core, when will you build a new one from the beginning to the end? ?”

The other side of the communicator was silent for a while, and then there was an old man cursing: [Shit, what nonsense! 】

【Are you stupid? How is it possible at my level? When the old Harrison left a frame, it took me more than ten years to repair it. Regardless of whether you have a second decade, I don’t have a second decade to rub your hands bit by bit. Ether armed]

"Isn't there still Ian? I heard you say that he's learning so fast that he's almost surpassed you—he always has time, right?"

【Rescue people first and then... I am an old man, and I want young people to work for you? 】

The other end of the communicator shut down after a 'tsk' sound, and the Viscount was not annoyed.

After all, when he confronted the Three Kingdoms Fleet, it was Lamar, Yam and Pud who helped him support the situation in Harrison Port.

Not to mention other things, dealing with the old soldiers of the 19th Legion Fleet is already very hard.

"Now that I think about it, it might really be a good thing for Bishop Baiwu to go... If His Excellency the Bishop can bring everyone out safely and bring them back to Port Harrison, then things will be much easier."

Thinking of this, the Viscount couldn't help but clenched the etheric weapon joystick: "Tsk, the Huaiguang Church is always so annoying, but I have to thank them."

——Speaking of which, how long will we continue to confront each other like this?

Viscount Grant actually didn't bother to seriously think about this issue, anyway, it wasn't him who had difficulty supplying supplies.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, then raised his head and looked towards the distant direction of O'Dell Reef.

same moment.

Flameland King belongs to the second legion, the flagship of the Tempest Sea Mobile Fleet, a middle-aged general is communicating with the ship's psykers about the changes in the surrounding ruins, their conversation is very quiet, and the heavy rain hitting the bridge The sound is loud enough to cover everything, keeping the communication private.

But suddenly, the two raised their heads and looked towards the southern sea.

The sea and the sky are still covered by endless rain.

A thunderbolt pierced the sky, shining on the surrounding sea of ​​clouds and heaven and earth.

What followed was a violent change in the spiritual energy field... a kind of scorching heat, which was clearly at sea, but always made people feel uneasy, as if the terrifying scorching heat that was about to burn everything disappeared.

Instead, there is a quiet nature.

——Something must have happened inside the maze!

No matter who it is, Feiyandi or Canaan Moore, Whale Song Cliff or the Empire, all those who can sense the changes in the spiritual energy field have sensed the drastic changes in the Great Undersea Labyrinth.

"Prepare the naval guns."

Lowering his voice, the vice admiral of Fei Yan said: "No matter what those imperial guys find, destroy everything directly!"

"Even if we fight a small-scale encounter, we must not let these imperial guys get anything!"

Ask for a monthly ticket~ The plot of the maze is officially over, take a day off tomorrow, calm down, write a detailed outline, and guarantee to create a more attractive plot!