I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo

London, Buckingham Palace,

Tap tap tap,

The military boots hit the marble floor, leaving a series of soft sounds.

"Your Majesty, all 40,000 Royal Marines are in position, led by the aircraft carrier Prince of Wales; the Royal Air Force is ready, just waiting for the enemy to appear; the Royal Guards, the 1st Queen's Dragoons, the 9th and 12th Royal Lancers, The 2nd Royal Tank Regiment has been deployed."

The general saluted the old man standing on the balcony with his back to him.

"The Prince of Wales's Royal Regiment, the King's Royal Border Regiment, the Royal Algerian Regiment."

As an old empire with a 'long history', all the English armies have their own unique designations: now, these armies are gathering in London from all directions to fight the 'demon' here.

"Those who can come here at this time are brave warriors."

The old man, who had his back turned to the admiral, did not turn around, but spoke calmly.

"Let them all go back."

"His Majesty?!"

The old man facing the balcony raised his hand to stop the admiral's hurried words.

"General, can these armies stop that demon? No, a divine supernatural being?"

Hearing this question, the admiral could only remain silent.

Prevent?

What to stop?

The opponent just stands still and lets them attack.

The entire British military tried their best, but they were afraid they couldn't even break through the opponent's 'spiritual armor'!

What's more, the opponent is not dead: swinging a hundred-meter-long knife can chop the aircraft carrier into scrap metal. The blood-red arrows shot by the longbow can split accurately and kill tens of thousands of troops in an instant!

There is also that kind of black energy ball that can destroy a city in an instant.

Even nuclear weapons are ineffective, such an existence:

What did the British military do to stop it?

"Your Majesty, the military will fight until the end."

But some things are not a matter of whether they can be done, but they must be done!

The crisis of national annihilation is approaching, and there are countless people running away, but there are always people who value certain things more important than life: gathering more than 100,000 troops so quickly can be regarded as the last breath of England.

"A meaningless sacrifice is not worthy of praise. But -"

The old man waved back,

"Go down and get ready."

"yes!"

As the admiral left, the old man standing in front of the balcony sighed.

He is the King of England, the 'theoretically' co-owner of the Commonwealth: but it is only theoretically, after all, what time is it now, a title like King——

"Pointless,"

The old man murmured to himself, but now, he had to stand up.

Compared with the royal family of the island country who can only raise fish and flowers, the British royal family still has some rights: in addition to symbolic rights, that is, "rubber stamp" work such as hosting ceremonies, awarding medals, and signing agreements, they can also appoint the prime minister, The power to appoint Supreme Court justices, declare war and close Parliament.

Although most of the time, appointing the prime minister and appointing judges are just a formality, but now:

The Prime Minister is missing,

Most likely they ran away.

As the theoretical supreme military leader,

The old king of England can only take charge of the overall situation.

Step, step, step,

"What's the matter-"

The sound of footsteps behind him made the old man turn around, with shock on his face, and then he smiled bitterly.

"My little angel, why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, can't I come?"

The person who came was a girl with long brown hair, who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a standard English appearance. She was the eldest granddaughter of this old man: she was also the third in line to the throne.

"Just call me Grandpa in private. My little angel, do you want me to call you Princess Charlotte?"

The old man patted the other party's head affectionately, and then straightened his face.

"I should have ordered you to evacuate."

"Grandpa can stay, why can't I?"

"I have to stay here,"

The old man sighed, his 'king' usually only wears a personal rubber stamp;

Times have changed. How could the parliamentary elites allow the royal family to have any 'real power'?

But in a critical moment, others can run away, but he can't!

Otherwise, before the devil comes, the whole of England will fall apart and be destroyed due to civil strife.

Now that he has this 'flag', at least the military still has the courage to fight to the death; governments everywhere are operating at full capacity, evacuating people to the countryside and various shelters: let's not mention whether it has any effect, at least not As for killing each other because of chaos.

Even those citizens who smashed the city finally accepted the reality and fled out of the city with their families.

Try to spread as many people as possible across England, and then:

It all depends on the will of God.

Besides, he was almost eighty--death was not difficult to accept.

"Then I'll stay too,"

The girl raised her head slightly and answered seriously.

"Anyway, my father and brother are on the throne, so I can't help you much."

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"How could your father allow you-"

"I sneaked back by myself."

? !

After hearing what the girl said, the old king felt bad.

"I'll have someone deliver you."

"No, Grandpa!"

The girl stubbornly interrupted the old man's words,

"Don't you often say that the meaning of life does not lie in the length of time, but in the depth of the past."

"I'm not a child who doesn't understand anything. I've seen a lot of death scenes: if my hometown is destined to be destroyed today, I'm willing to disappear with it."

As the eldest daughter of the Crown Prince of England, this girl had also served in the army for several years, so she was not the kind of princess who was powerless. But compared to the demon that is about to attack, they are still nothing more than ants.

"Hey, letting you go to the army was my biggest mistake——"

Tap tap tap tap,

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came.

"Your Majesty, that demon appeared in Listol Bay. Princess Charlotte?"

The general who hurriedly came to report was stunned and wanted to call the guards to take the princess away, but:

"General, don't worry about me."

The girl waved her hand and interrupted the other party's next actions with a firm attitude.

"What you should be more concerned about now is the enemy!"

"yes!"

The situation was urgent, and the general couldn't care less and quickly continued his report.

"The other party destroyed the capital of Canada not long ago. They flew across the Atlantic and headed straight for us."

Because Ie never concealed his whereabouts, and because of the noise caused by his full-speed flight, Yingji, who went all out, finally caught his traces offshore.

"The Royal Navy is heading to intercept, please believe in the bravery of the soldiers——"

Tap tap tap,

"Report!"

A messenger came quickly,

"The aircraft carrier Prince of Wales was sunk!"

"Report, the destroyers USS Brave, USS Indomitable, and USS Diamond have all been sunk!"

Another messenger came flying towards him in just ten seconds.

"Report!"

"Stop—"

The old king raised his hand to stop the other party's report and stepped out.

"Go to the command room."

Although he, the king, did not make any changes even when he arrived at the command site, at least:

He could witness the demon's progress with his own eyes instead of waiting here for the messenger to report; he was fed up with the meaningless 'etiquette' and these red tapes.

"Little Princess Charlotte, come too."

Since his granddaughter insisted on staying, the old king no longer forced her to leave.

With the current situation in England, where is it safe?

"Damn it, communication with the Guardian has been interrupted!"

"The Guardian is deemed to have been destroyed. Where are the remaining warships? Continue to attack! Attack!!"

When the old king and Princess Charlotte arrived at the command room, the place was already in chaos: countless chaotic roars surged in, and everyone was using this method to vent their fear and despair.

Although I can't say how strong England's Royal Navy is, it is still among the top five in the world.

However, he was so vulnerable in front of that 'devil'!

No, it should be said that their mission was accomplished.

"Gentlemen, calm down."

The old king arrived and silenced the shouting commanders.

"The Soldiers were outstanding, they did everything they could and will go to heaven with their heads held high."

That's right,

The mission of these fleets was not to defeat, no, to repel the demon named 'Ie'.

Instead, try to consume his spiritual power!

Extraordinary people also have to follow extraordinary rules.

Even if a god is extraordinary, attacking will consume his 'spiritual power'. As long as he can consume part of his spiritual power before arriving in England, no, before arriving in London, it will be considered a victory!

Both the Royal Navy and the Royal Air Force are rushing towards the waters over there.

Their mission is only one, to consume their opponents as much as possible.

In other words, it is a sacrifice!

"Is that the extraordinary god descendant?"

In the command room, there are still sporadic battle scenes. Basically, there is a flash of light, and then there is no signal; only other ships and aircraft take pictures, and you can see a blue 'skeleton angel' wielding two swords. Hack and slash.

Whether it was a warship or a fighter plane, they all waved their swords casually in front of Him.

Then it exploded into a fireball of flying steel!

"It's like a scene from a science fiction movie,"

The girl named Charlotte murmured to herself, and on the screen was a standard scene of an 'alien civilization' ravaging the army.

The difference is that they neither have superman nor extraordinary powers like Thor. The other party is not that strange being who obviously has great strength but insists on walking and fighting hand-to-hand. After flying in the air and killing all the enemies in front of him, he flies straight away again.

Needless to say, the other party is heading towards London.

Although there were various fighter planes of the Royal British Air Force along the way, trying to intercept them like moths flying into a flame.

But he couldn't even do it with a casual wave of the opponent: these fighters were allowed to hit the blue translucent 'Skeleton Angel' and explode into clouds of fireworks.

"The other party seems to be really——"

A commander wriggled his lips and looked at the demon that flew over a city and began to condense 'black energy balls'.

Planning to destroy all of England?

Other countries all went straight to the capital, but they:

brush,

As all the cameras tracking the demon went dark at the same time, there was the sound of many heavy objects falling to the ground.

Those present are all soldiers, and theoretically there is absolutely no shortage of willpower; but in the face of this country-destroying demon, what is the difference between them and ordinary people?

Look at your Lamb, O Yahweh!