This is indeed big news.

Gao Wen sat there quietly, with no emotional fluctuations seen on his quiet face, but he was obviously thinking, while Victoria, who was standing next to him, subconsciously sought confirmation from Amber: "Is Wales crowned? Is the news reliable?"

"The news is reliable - our intelligence personnel in San Sunil City have been maintaining operations. They are much more reliable than your Royal Film Guard in this regard," Amber glanced at Victoria. "The details are not clear at the moment, but it can be confirmed that the new king's crown has temporarily stabilized the situation in the capital. At present, all the knights and corps in San Sunil have sworn allegiance to the king. Silver Fort also announced the news that reinforcements are about to arrive, which has initially stabilized the residents in the city. In short, the situation in the capital is improving - although it is only temporary."

Gao Wen nodded while listening, then looked at Victoria: "You said you know Wales, so did you expect this step?"

"This..." Victoria hesitated for a moment and shook her head slowly, "This is beyond my expectations."

"Actually, I guessed a little bit," Gao Wen exhaled softly. "Saint Sunil is a quagmire. You and I know the rules of conduct of those nobles. Even if the news of reinforcements is sent to the city, they will still have different thoughts - in order to control the situation, there are not many ways to choose between Wales and Bedevin."

"Is that..."

Victoria said softly, the face that seemed to be covered with ice forever hidden all her inner thoughts. No one knew what the Grand Duke of Ice and Snow was thinking at the moment, but everyone was clear about one thing. The king who was crowned at this moment had been on the cusp of the storm in advance, and the regent duke system that lasted for a century in Ansu had ended with this crowning.

Gao Wen didn't say anything, but just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was resting. But deep down, he recalled the visit of Cohen Loren, deputy commander of the Royal Knights before the start of the grand wall project last year.

...

The crowning of the new king stabilized the defensive line of the capital, and also stabilized the order of the city that was almost collapsed, but the encouragement of the people could not change the difficulty of the battle. In this battle to defend the city that determines life and death, the situation of the defense line could only worsen day by day, which is an unchangeable trend.

The number of monsters is huge, as if endless, but the soldiers guarding the city are decreasing every day; monsters are tireless and fearless of death, but human will continue to be wiped out; monsters do not worry about supplies or any loss, but all supplies in the city of San Sunil are limited, and its shields and walls are not the palaces of the legendary god of war, and can stand forever in war-

On the fourth day, the offensive of the Crystal Giants suddenly increased. An army of monsters wandering from the southeast of the Holy Spirit Plain was attracted by the front line and began to attack the eastern walls of Saint Sunil. This unexpected impact almost destroyed the defense on the eastern walls. After a bloody battle, the Knights and the Wang family mages finally repelled the enemy's attack, but the price was that thousands of people were directly killed in a battle.

The bodies lifted from the city wall were not sent into the inner city, but were burned directly at the foot of the city wall of the outer city. The strong smoke and pungent smell occupied the outer city for a whole day, and even overshadowed the famous smell of "Trout Street" that has been around for many years.

In a private house near the wall in the inner city, a tall and thin man wearing a hijab pushed the door and walked into the house. While taking off his coat and hanging it on the hook on the wall, he raised his eyelids to look at his companion sitting behind the nearby table: "The reserve team has been sent to the city wall, and it is said that the shield is becoming increasingly unstable. The attacks of those monsters often penetrate the shield and land on the city wall."

The companion of the tall and thin man was a middle-aged man with yellow face, thick hands and feet, and messy hair and beard. He was fiddling with the machine placed on the table while scratching his hair. After hearing the words of the tall and thin man, the middle-aged man raised his head: "Director Amber sent information that they had approached the estuary near the valley corridor and fought with the monsters there."

"…There is a better news than anything else," said the tall and thin man, "This period is really difficult."

The middle-aged man with thick hands and feet nodded in agreement, but before he spoke, a sacred and fanatical breath suddenly spread from the street to interrupt their conversation.

The tall and thin man quickly approached the nearby window panel, his eyes pressed against the gaps of the window panels. He saw a group of knights wearing white armor and white burqa walking towards the city walls with great strides. The knights did not wear helmets, and each face was full of sacred sentences, tattoos symbolizing runes, and the holiness that could be seen from the naked eye covered the heads and shoulders of these knights. They had a certain fanatical expression on their faces, as if the next moment was not to go to the battlefield of life-threatening death, but to go to the kingdom of eternal life.

The tall and thin man left the window and said to his companion: "It's the knight of the Holy Cult Army...there are tattoos on his face."

"The Pope's inner court guard... even the reserve team of the Church of Holy Light is now on," said the middle-aged man with thick hands and feet in a deep voice, "It seems that their life is not easy."

...

On a tall tower in the Cathedral of Holy Light, Veronica stood in front of the window, watching the devout Knights of Holy Light rush to the battlefield led by two combat bishops, and sighed slightly.

In her vision, the devout and fanatical Knights of the Holy Light and the two bishops who led them to the walls were burning torches of the Holy Light. Although holy and bright, they were no longer humans.

She left the window and looked back at another torch of the Holy Light standing beside her: "Sandy, go to the Great Hall of Light."

The priestess named Sandy immediately said, "You still need a rest. Your losses in the last battle were too great."

Veronica shook her head: "When fighting for the Lord, a little fatigue is nothing."

In her vision, the torch of the Holy Light named "Sandy" immediately became brighter and made a voice of agreement: "You are right, let's go to the Great Hall of Light."

In the Great Light Hall, the holy light was shrouded in the mist, and the faint sound of holy and ethereal ethereal echoed in the air.

Pope Saint Ivan III left his Holy See at this moment. This powerful sage holds the platinum scepter that symbolizes the spokesperson of the gods. Although his extremely old body was hunched, he still stood in the center of the hall without any wavering. The holy light falling from the sky enveloped his head, condensed an illusion like a door. Around the Pope, the archbishops who were qualified to enter the Great Hall of Light were surrounding him.

The bishops were holding a special prayer ceremony. They lowered their eyes and called in their hearts to the response of the God of Holy Light. No one in the audience spoke, but there were layers of prayer reverberating. All of these prayers pointed to the door gathered above Ivan III. In this continuous prayer, Ivan III closed his eyes slightly and looked like he listened in a chaotic and low murmur, carefully distinguished, and accepted the oracle from the God of Holy Light.

After the first prayer ceremony, St. Ivan III opened his eyes slightly and saw Veronica standing in front of him.

The "Saint Princess" entered the Great Light Hall halfway through the ceremony, but did not interrupt the ceremony, but waited quietly until now.

St. Ivan III spoke gently, his voice with a wonderful resonance: "Veronica, the Lord's most devout child, you are here."

Veronica lowered her head slightly and did not look directly at the pope as usual: "Corruption, I will listen to God's will."

Saint Ivan III nodded gently, and a complex expression of excitement and solemnity appeared on his old face: "The power of sin is pressing step by step, the holy warriors are sacrificed in large numbers, and the suffering people are praying for the blessing of the Holy Light. The God of the Holy Light can no longer bear to see all this continue. He ordered me to prepare for the arrival and to resist the darkest moment."

After saying that, the old pope paused, with a hint of compassion in his tone: "A mortal, after all, needs protection and guidance..."

Veronica lowered her head devoutly, and after two seconds of silence, she whispered: "...ah, that's true."

Saint Ivan III smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "During the advent ceremony, the Great Hall of Light will be completely closed, and all lower priests and priests cannot enter. Veronica, you are the Lord's most devout child and a bridge for communicating with gods and mortals. You are responsible for guarding the gate until the crisis is lifted."

Veronica kept her head low and said gently and obediently: "Yes, the crown."

...

Deep in the endless ocean, over the blockade of storms and chaotic magic field, a huge facility is gradually taking shape on the "Io Continent" ruled by Siren.

This is located in the east of the stranded area of ​​the Siren King City "Antavern". The wide and flat platform is facing Antavern's majestic alloy walls. The Siren built a large square on this platform. The square is so large that it can accommodate tens of thousands of Siren gathering in it (a smaller mermaid form or a dense sea snake form). In the center of the square, construction machinery is combining a large number of alloy frames, machinery and equipment, and building materials into a tower of hundreds of meters.

This tall tower has taken shape. It is like a layer of shells of all sizes. The streamlined architectural structure has a unique beauty derived from the deep sea. The sea blue decorative lines are clearly layered, which divide the tower into three main structures. The base is thick and low, the tower body is tall and straight, and the top layer is a large sphere suspended in the air. The sphere is filled with waving water, as if it is condensed from pure water, but it is incredibly maintained with no sign of disintegration.

Deepwater technicians were busy around the tower, installing auxiliary equipment or debugging various systems that were ready. A woman wearing a sea blue long skirt with elegant temperament and a snake-tailed lower body "stand" on a huge rock near the square, staring at the construction tower.

A female snake-tailed official holding a trident climbed up the huge rock and bent down in front of the Siren Queen Petia: "Her Majesty, the Elemental Folding Tower can be ready within 24 hours, and then you only need to wait for the Western Continent to send an accurate positioning signal."

"Very good-- thanks for everyone."

"This is our duty," said the female official, "but... it's expensive to build and activate the Elemental Folding Tower, and we're paying for a chance to ignite the reactor."

Anyway, it doesn't matter - Petia really wants to say that, but the Queen directly said this seemed inappropriate.

"The arcane energy extraction technology sent back by Tyre is enough to compensate for this loss," after a brief thought, the Siren Queen whispered, "not to mention that we may also gain a lot of extra energy materials."

"...Yes, we have connected the energy pipeline of the energy storage unit to this side, and the equipment related to conversion, purification, and extraction is also ready, but whether the new food mentioned by Tyre meets the standards remains to be verified."

"It doesn't matter. Even if you can't use it to charge the spacecraft, you can at least eat it." Petia was very open-minded-or, the Siren were always very open-minded, "It's also good to make us more adapted to the environment of this world."

While saying that, she turned her gaze to the distance again, watching another group of deep-water technicians manipulating construction machinery to install various protective equipment around the square, she said slowly: "This time, in addition to paying attention to the dining order, sisters should also be careful and safe. After all,... the small biscuits this time are live. The big squids that are active occasionally are not easy to deal with, and the small biscuits that are alive should be the same."
Chapter completed!