Vol 3 Chapter 1540: Avoid war?

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　　 Galadriel’s hopes fell through. The Serris didn’t consider her request at all. Those foreigners who had been learning the operation of the elven warship directly bypassed her and manually turned on the swan wing acceleration system of the Laurel.
　　 With the full spread of the swan wings on both sides of the ship, magical energy rushed into the magical structure inside, randomly ejecting turbulent power to the rear.
　　 Standing on the deck, Xu Yichen even felt a big push back at the moment it started, and the speed of the Laurel suddenly doubled.
Cersei Lannister stood at the corner of the deck and stretched out her hand to feel the strong wind whizzing past her fingertips. Just like she had never seen artillery before, she had never thought that there would be such a ship before boarding the spirit ship. .
"Mama, if we have this kind of ship in the future, coupled with the firepower of the war exhaustion, don't we want to grab anyone?" There was a glimmer of longing in the eyes of the loyal first officer, but this longing was immediately lost. It went out.
"Have you ever thought about it? Even if we really give you these battleships, the harvest we rob may not be enough to sail the ship." Cersei Lannister looked at the mast exposed in the distance with her back, obviously hostile. The warship shook his head: "Our era is over."
Cersei still remembers that when he first arrived in the Old World, the legend of Huang Laoxie still circulated on the Old World. The other party was driving a battleship built by foreigners, and relied on his own ship’s guns to run fast, just a few times. Swept many cities along the coastline in just a week.
　　 However, how long has it been since the relish robbery that is still rumored by the pirates? The warships of the foreigners have been updated several times, and not only her, but the entire Old Continent can't react at this speed.
　　 For those strangers, most of the warships are already outdated products the moment they are launched. How terrible is this speed?
　　 Cersei is now a little bit lucky, but fortunately, the attention of these strangers has been on Chaos instead of other aborigines like him.
　　 The human battleship with the coloring symbol publicly hung in the distance is gradually getting closer. Cersei and others can tell that the battleship is of the same level as the war exhaustion he had forcibly obtained before.
　　 Is it just that it can run so fast?
　　 "Head, the speed of that punishment-class warship is faster than ours." Wang Andong stared at the enemy ship with his binoculars: "It has exceeded its design limit by at least twice."
"Laurel’s magical core is already operating at full power!" Galadriel immediately emphasized. After all, since her request to return to Avalon was rejected, there was a human behind her who specializes in supervising her execution. The musket pointed straight at her back, she didn't want to be shot by these Seres because of a misunderstanding.
　　 "The wicked battleship." Xu Yichen was also observing the battleship, using Hawkeye to strengthen the telescope, and he was reading more details.
For example, the elven corpses hanging on the fence of the ship, such as the inextinguishable purple flame at the top of the mast, and various abstract paintings on the ship's body. These additional decorations forced the original mighty Europa battleship to dress up. A touch of circus style.
With a three or four-meter fins emerging from the sea, Xu Yichen and others also knew why that punishment-class battleship could sail at such a high speed. The opponent enslaved the behemoth of the deep sea and forced the opponent to act as a creature with chains as a restraint. Power source.
The crew on the Laurel began to lay a special steel rail on the stern that extends to the outside of the deck, although in the surprised eyes of the elves, these players began to release one after another from the storage space large enough to hold the next adult. Huge metal sphere.
　　The surface of these metal spheres is covered with extra sticks. Players place these metal spheres on the metal track, and then use a special crowbar to push these metal spheres into the sea.
　　 Accompanied by the thumping and thumping sound, the three elven warships planted dozens of depth bombs on the course they traveled.
　　 Based on the harsh environment along the coast of the loess region, these players serving in the navy have a wealth of experience with large marine organisms, whether they are corrupted or not, they are treated equally in the eyes of these people.
　　 After all, according to the eyes of these sea masters, marine creatures large enough to threaten man-made objects naturally carry a slight threat.
The elves quickly saw the power of these metal balls. A warship that was chasing the most infamous evil spirits suddenly slowed down with an astonishing muffled noise, and the deep-sea monster that was dragging it forward set off twice. A depth bomb was blown into two pieces on the spot and floated up.
The Elf General Arnold pulled the reins of the hands that controlled the raised hands, so that it made an arc on the sea and bypassed the minefields laid by humans. He had been monitoring the movements of the human sailors, and he had clearly seen those being Propelling bombs into the sea, but he did not warn other warships.
The weak and strong food is also one of the permitted rules of the Lord of Desire. Arnold has enough selfishness to prevent the warship filled with corrupted elves from returning to the port of the City of Desire. The corrupted elves of the City of Desire only plunder, do not produce, and become Ava. The Long League has seven cities for the elves of the City of Desire to plunder~EbookFREE.me~ naturally can barely maintain.
　　 Now that Avalon has fallen for the most part, there are more corrupted elves than elves who still insist on themselves, and the supplies are naturally more in short supply, so Arnold's careful thinking did not incur punishment from the Lord of Desire.
　　 Morias stood on the highest level of the bridge, looking at the Laurel in the distance, he was sure that the new Chinese man was there.
　　 The Lord of Desire is thirsty for his blood, and he himself eagerly hopes to defeat the individual who once made himself a failure.
"Xu Yichen!" Morias roared at the distorted flesh of the evildoer. The sound shattered the few glass remaining on the boat, and set off a wave on the sea, which was clearly transmitted to the Laurel: "I am Mo Rias, dare to fight me!"
　　 Xu Yichen touched the tiger charm hanging around his neck, and was not surprised at Morias's rebirth. He had seen several scumbags, one of which was stronger than the other.
"Continue to maintain the speed, in what age will you be singled out." Wang Andong said to Galadriel, while giving orders to others: "The target is very likely to have the ability to fly. Now start to assemble the red flag air defense system. Once the target is found, it will be covered. Blow."
"Head, is the Suwu Twelve Gold Strike System attached to your neck?" Wang Andong scratched his head and said to Xu Yichen: "We are using that thing as much as possible. I am worried that it will reimburse our ship together. There have been such accidents..."
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