Above The Sky

some time ago.

On the third day of the opening of the labyrinth, the rainstorm has not stopped.

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

The sea and the sky were pitch black, only pale lightning pierced through the gloomy rain curtain, illuminating this depressing world from time to time, and the dazzling electric light penetrated the rain, showing silver-white stars all over the sky.

Flying Flames, Whalesong Cliff and Canaan Moore's three-nation fleet have come to the nearest high seas, and the high-speed warships made of metal are approaching from time to time, but they turn away before they really cross the border - not to mention those lurking in the sea. Naval battle armor, no one can figure out where those silent steel giants are now, and what sensational anomalies have been found on the seabed.

Three days is not enough for the fleet headquarters of various countries to really arrive, but they will eventually come, like a bloodthirsty lion gathering.

A big labyrinth certainly won't cause a full-scale war, but if there are some extremely precious materials in this labyrinth, or high-level rare beasts, then a regional conflict and a small-scale high-intensity labyrinth battle are absolutely indispensable.

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

Viscount Grant drives his own car. He stands at the junction of the high seas and the territorial waters of the empire. The rain and fog in the sky revolves around the ether arm, forming a huge field.

The grazing energy range of the etheric hearth is actually their domain range, and it is also the '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 ether weapon, and the higher the output at the same time.

Although Zhenglan's furnace heart was damaged, it was not too serious, mainly because the armed 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 strength, he can block a country's quick-reaction fleet, and even destroy them together with all the naval battle armor they carry.

This is not a rhetoric, nor is it self-confidence, but something that should be done as it should be done... The naval battle aether armament in the sea and the inheritance of the high-level water system bloodline have such strength.

But it is only one country.

What he has to face is the Three Kingdoms Fleet.

During the heavy rain in the sea and sky, you can vaguely see huge metal ships. They are quietly located at one end of the tide. Even the huge waves that are enough to lift the fishing boats will shatter their bones and turn into fog when they hit them. Sea Splash.

These silver fleets are located in three directions, surrounding the entire group of ruins from afar.

He clearly holds the key and is theoretically the owner of this place and even the labyrinth, but Viscount Grant did not have the slightest chance to enter the ruins for the first time and try to obtain the pre-era heritage treasured in it.

Speaking of anger, one might underestimate the current Viscount's mood.

Now this brunette noble, drinking water feels like drinking the blood of these fleet crew members in front of him, eating meat feels like gnawing on the flesh of these crew members, and his vicious eyes perfectly express 'hate to the bone' and craving for food What is the meaning of the flesh and the skin.

The Nanling Fleet of the Nineteenth Legion is currently being renovated in Harrison Harbor. With the strength of the fleet and Viscount Grant, it is not difficult to block these blood-smelling 'iron armored sharks'.

But the problem is that if the time drags on for too long, the armors of other countries who are searching for the situation around the ruins really catch the missing Isengard and Master Gosser, then the matter will be a big deal.

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

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

According to the instructions of the late emperor, the South China Sea Relics Group is the second most important relic in the empire after the 'Dark Mountains Relics Group', and there are definitely treasures that are enough to make a family rise.

Ailes Grant has been working on this possibility for years.

The Grant family was forgotten by the imperial aristocracy because of their relationship with the previous emperor. He did not care about such prejudice and discrimination, but the viscount was determined to make his name and the surname inherited from his father resound across the frontier and the entire empire again. !

The Grant family can never be unknown forever!

From being suppressed by the natives in the city, to gradually counterattacking the sphere of influence of the Sequoias, to completely defeating the core strength of the Sequoias, that is, the second-level totem spirits - Viscount Grant spent two or three ten years.

If you count his father's serious injury, the city is crumbling, and every day it takes time to wonder if the port is about to fall, this time may be 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 taken this opportunity.

And now, someone tells him that he has been preparing for so many years, preparing for so many years, and working hard for so many years of relics, not only can't get in by himself - even the results will be taken away by people from other countries.

Not to mention that his long-term friend suddenly backstabbed him and used a sword against him, but the purpose was just to kill his nephew.

"Even if I bomb Zhenglan here, I have to blast all these robbers into the sea."

This is not a harsh word, but a down-to-earth decision.

Viscount Grant, who was frustrated with both his career and friendship, took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Pude, if I blow up Zhenglan and only keep the Aether Hearth, when will you be able to build a new one from beginning to end? ?"

The opposite side of the communicator was silent for a while, and then came the old man's scolding voice: [Shit, what nonsense! 】

[Are you stupid, how is it possible at my level? Old Harrison left a frame, and it took me more than ten years to repair it. I don't care if you have a second ten years, but I don't have the second ten years to rub your hands little by little. Aether Armed]

"Isn't there still Ian? I heard from you that he is learning so fast that he has even surpassed you - does he always have time?"

[Let's save people first... I'm just 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 faced off against the Three Kingdoms fleet, it was Lamar, Yam and Pude who helped him support the situation in Port Harrison.

Not to mention other things, it was already very hard to deal with the old soldiers of the Nineteenth Army Fleet.

"Now that I think about it, it might be a good thing for Bishop Baiwu to go over... If His Excellency 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 ether arm lever: "Tsk, Huaiguang Church is always so annoying, but I have to thank them."

——Speaking of which, how long will this confrontation continue?

In fact, Viscount Grant was too lazy to think about this issue seriously. Anyway, it was not him who had difficulty in supplying supplies.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his brows slightly, then raised his head and looked towards the distant Odell Reef.

the same moment.

The second legion of the King of Flying Flames, on the flagship of the Storm Ocean Mobile Fleet, a middle-aged general was communicating with the ship's psionicist about the changes in the surrounding ruins. Their conversation was very low, and the heavy rain slapped the bridge. The sound is enough to cover everything and ensure the privacy of communication.

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

Haitianjian is still covered by endless rain.

A thunder pierced the sky and illuminated the surrounding sea of ​​clouds.

What followed was a drastic change in the psionic energy field... A kind of hot and dry, obviously at sea, but always disturbing, as if the terrifying hot and dry feeling that was going to burn everything disappeared.

Instead, it is a quiet and natural.

——Something must have happened inside the labyrinth!

No matter who it is, whether it is Flying Flame Land or Canaan Moore, Whalesong Cliff or the Empire, all those who can sense the changes in the psionic field have sensed the drastic changes in the great maze under the sea.

"Prepare the naval guns."

Lowering his voice, the Vice Admiral of Flying Flame said: "No matter what those imperial men find, they will all be destroyed!"

"Even if there is a small-scale encounter, we must not let this group of imperial guys get anything!"

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Ask for a monthly ticket~ The maze plot is officially over, take a day off tomorrow, slow down and write a detailed outline to ensure that you can create a more attractive plot!