Chapter 146: We were in Oceania, just got off the plane, and met for the first time
After the closed-door meeting, Mr. Gareth from [Knight Agency] returned to the hotel where he was staying early and had a video conference with the Queen of Britain.
The discussion was about the [New World Alliance]... and also about the news that Australia in Oceania announced its merger into the [New World Alliance].
More, it is about the annexation of Australia.
Because in name only, the Queen of Britain is also the monarch of Australia... Of course, today, Australia is already a completely independent country.
It's just that the Queen of Britain still retains the power to appoint the Governor-General of Australia... However, the Governor-General of Australia has no real power.
The [Knight Agency] used to be huge, and Britain used to be one of the world's hegemons.
Mr Gareth's video call with Her Majesty the Queen took nearly twenty minutes.
After this, Mr. Gareth walked out with a tired look on his face.
Lancelot was sitting in the hall outside the room at this time... She did not participate in the conversation between Her Majesty the Queen and Gareth.
"What the Queen means is that she will persuade the cabinet in the near future to formally sever the unclear relationship with Australia." Mr. Gareth sat down directly. "The so-called British Commonwealth is a system in name only. Britain wants to restore it.
The glory of the past needs to be given up, which has long since ceased to be corrupt."
Lancelot simply nodded.
As the Twelve Knights assigned by the [Knight Agency] to protect Her Majesty the Queen, she will not participate in any political matters, nor will she even interfere with the internal business of the [Knight Agency]. She is completely a personal guard beside Her Majesty the Queen.
This is the situation with this generation of [Lancelot]... he can almost be regarded as an independent individual.
"We need to end the meeting in China as soon as possible and then return to Britain." Mr. Gareth muttered: "Farrell was captured, which has a great impact on the [Knight Agency]. Unfortunately, in [Strength]
At the General Assembly, our results were not very good. Even if we barely made it to the Security Council, we would have almost no say, but let’s not lose it.”
Lancelot suddenly frowned at this moment, as if something flew past her eyes... a black butterfly.
But Mr. Gareth did not seem to see the butterfly appear.
Lancelot suddenly stood up, picked up the suitcase containing the ceremonial sword and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Gareth asked in surprise.
"Wait for me here." Lancelot walked out of the room without looking back.
Mr. Gareth wanted to catch up, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally failed.
After Lancelot left the room, he took the elevator directly to the highest floor of the hotel, and then climbed up the fire escape stairs to the rooftop of the hotel.
The moment he pushed open the iron door of the staircase, Lancelot saw a flying black butterfly... The butterfly flew slowly and finally landed on a white jade-like finger.
Lancelot did not hesitate and approached directly.
"What do you want from me?" Lancelot asked directly.
In front of her was the maid.
You Ye smiled at this time and said: "I'm not looking for you, but you are looking for me...your queen is looking for me."
Lancelot frowned and said calmly: "It's a pity that the [Contest of Power] is over. As you can see, the results of the [Knight Agency] are obviously very poor."
The maid smiled calmly and said: "There is no rule that says that if you want to gain a foothold on the Security Council of the Extraordinary Association and have enough voice, you must obtain enough beads at the [Conference of Power]... Of course, this is also
One of the ways."
"Is there any other way?" Lancelot frowned, then shook his head and said: "We can't let the [Contest of Power] be reopened. That would be meaningless. If there is a true dragon in China, it will always be the big winner...unless
You will end up."
"The so-called right to speak comes from enough power." The maid chuckled: "As for power, it has many components. Pure destructive power is power, knowledge is also power, and intelligence is also power... Luck,
It’s also a type of strength.”
A look of confusion flashed across Lancelot's eyes.
At this time, the maid opened her palms, and in her palms, half of an old cover book as big as two palms was slowly turning.
"What is this?" Lancelot asked subconsciously.
"How to make [Tears of God]." The maid said with a smile: "Of course, it's just a simplified version... The full version, with just a ritual sword, is not enough. However, it is enough for you to master.
More say."
"[Tears of God]?" Lancelot was startled. This was the first time she had heard of this thing.
The maid said calmly: "It has appeared before, at the [Contest of Power]...many people are using it, and they are all very satisfied."
Lancelot was stunned at first, and then he was shocked... The extraordinary representatives from various countries at the [Conference of Power], although good and bad, did not lack real elites and strong men.
They had already realized that at the [Power Conference], a strange auxiliary object did appear, which allowed the power of extraordinary people who were originally average to increase dramatically in a short period of time, and it did not seem to have many side effects.
"How effective is this simplified version?" Lancelot asked abruptly.
The maid said: "It is only about 30% effective... This is a simple optimization that takes into account the most suitable alternative materials that can be found in this world. After all, the materials leaked at the [Contest of Power]
[Tears of God] is not its final version yet.”
"I still don't know how effective it is." Lancelot shook his head.
"In terms of approximate data..." the maid thought for a while and said: "It should be able to double the user's strength within ten minutes without any side effects. It can be used in a superimposed manner, but the time effect will be halved and a slight loss of strength will occur at the same time.
Phenomenon."
"...Is this just a simplified version?" Lancelot looked at the maid in disbelief: "No wonder some people were able to explode with extremely amazing power at the [Power Conference] that day. Unfortunately, the improvement in power did not
It means really powerful.”
But this cold female knight finally had some obvious strange colors on her face.
At this time, the smile on the maid's face became even stronger... Lancelot even shuddered subconsciously.
She even felt that this mysterious woman seemed to be happy to see her emotional changes... She even felt like she was being teased?
Lancelot quickly calmed down and muttered: "Although the effect of this simplified version of [Tears of God] you mentioned is amazing, it does have the side effect of deprivation... Besides, this potion alone can make people...
[Knight Organization] has enough say in the Extraordinary Association...it seems not enough, right?"
"If it's a time of peace, maybe it's not enough." The maid said calmly: "But if it's a time of war, I think there won't be a problem of not being enough... Are you right, Knight Lancelot?"
"War!" Lancelot's eyes narrowed.
She almost immediately thought of [New World Alliance]!
"Then, let [Tears of God] become the special supply of [Knight Agency]." The maid chuckled, "If one day, the simplified version of [Tears of God] can be mass-produced, I will
Come in person to take away Britain's ceremonial sword...then, excuse me."
She performed an impeccable ladylike ceremony in front of Lancelot, and then disappeared.
As the evening breeze blew, Lancelot felt a little chill... She didn't know whether the war this mysterious woman talked about would happen.
Maybe even this mysterious woman doesn't have a definite answer?
But this is indeed an area that the member states of the [Supernatural Association] are trying to discuss during closed-door meetings.
However, the [New World Alliance] has just been announced, and there is not much information other than that, so the discussion has no substantive results.
Taking a deep breath, Lancelot solemnly picked up the book containing the recipe and wanted to open it.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the formula.
Lancelot couldn't help but frowned, "What does this mean... War will not necessarily happen? Mass production... The day it can be opened can it be mass produced? If it cannot be mass produced, so what?
…”
Questions continued to appear in Lancelot's mind.
After a long time, she solemnly put the formula away, and then sent a message directly to Mr. Gareth.
Gareth, I have something important to do and need to return immediately!
The next meeting is up to you!
…
When Mr. Gareth received Lancelot's message, he almost cursed.
Did you agree to wait for her to come back?
Leaving now?
How can I be obedient? After waiting for so long, all I'm waiting for is a goodbye?
"Oh, Lancelot is indeed a woman...a woman!"
Mr. Gareth sighed heavily. He felt so tired, and he felt like he was fighting alone, unable to support himself... and no one wanted to play with him.
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Australia.
It was late at night, and a team of soldiers wearing white combat uniforms were walking through the streets of the Australian capital.
In addition, there are also Australian soldiers.
Just a few hours ago, the government headed by the Prime Minister of Australia not only announced the merger of Australia into the [New World Alliance] and the formation of a new government.
It was also announced that from this moment on, the Australian capital will be handed over to the military of the [New World Alliance] to take over indefinitely until the new government announces the lifting of the takeover.
Armored combat vehicles were walking in the streets late at night, making rumbling sounds... The people could only hide in their homes, looking through the windows and doors uneasily at these big guys wandering on the streets.
.
At first, the government's move directly angered the people in the capital. However, the fierce resistance was quickly suppressed after gunshots were fired.
I heard that... in just ten minutes, hundreds of corpses of radicals appeared on Porter Street.
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At this time, the huge apron was brightly lit.
Military transport planes painted silver gray landed slowly...these transport planes carried extraordinary delegations that left the Forbidden City one after another.
One of the transport planes had just parked, and a certain guest on the transport plane seemed to be eager to get off... I saw a figure directly breaking open the cabin door, setting off a strong wind, and landed on the tarmac.
The strong wind blew a dozen soldiers wearing white combat uniforms around them directly to the ground.
But the man laughed and said: "Comfortable! Comfortable! The Forbidden City is simply no place for people to stay!"
At this moment, as if in agreement with these words, powerful auras rose into the sky... and actually caused the transport plane lined up to land to sway slightly.
In addition to soldiers wearing white combat uniforms, there are also a large number of Australian soldiers here... At this time, the faces of these soldiers showed horror.
This extraordinary person who moved his muscles and bones laughed even more wantonly.
Being extraordinary is no longer a secret. They have seen a lot of extraordinary people in the past few days...but they are all seen on the screen. It is indeed the first time in their lives to face extraordinary power.
fear.
At this moment, Chaofan, who was the first to open the hatch and move his body, suddenly exclaimed.
I saw that this extraordinary person's face suddenly became extremely painful at this time, and his hands stretched desperately towards his neck, as if he wanted to break something open... At the same time, his body began to be slowly pushed by something.
Pull up.
In the end, the extraordinary person who was the first to break open the hatch was grabbed by the neck by a man standing in mid-air, wearing a black robe and a white mask with a sword on his face.
In an instant, the soldiers wearing white combat uniforms all showed fanatical gazes and looked at the man in black robes, shouting: "[Seat of Swords]! Praise you! The sharpest sword in the world!"
"Is this the [Sword Seat] among the twenty-six seats in the [Club]...the [Sword] among the Minor Arcana cards?"
"It seems like he wants to show off his power."
"There's no problem with standing up. I would do the same thing if it were you. But don't even think about using me for surgery... My knife hasn't drank blood for a long time."
"[New World Alliance], I hope you didn't come by mistake..."
The voices of the extraordinary delegation were tinny and messy.
[Seat of Swords] glanced down with cold eyes. The extraordinary person in his hand was struggling painfully...but before struggling for long, the palm of [Seat of Swords] directly crushed the throat of the extraordinary person.
Then the body was thrown away and landed on the ground...right in front of the delegation to which the dead extraordinary person belonged.
Several other extraordinary beings in the delegation showed furious expressions and were about to take action.
[Seat of Swords] took out a handkerchief at this time, slowly wiped his palms, and said calmly: "I hope that all of you who come here are elites among extraordinary people, and know how to be humble and courteous.
Talented and self-disciplined people, not losers who escaped from the forbidden city like a lost dog."
"Die!!"
Among the delegation members who lost one of their members, a strong man roared, his muscles bursting through his clothes, and he transformed into a huge [Tiger Man] and jumped up.
[The Seat of Swords] didn't look at it. Just when the tiger waved its sharp claws and was about to tear him apart, a sword appeared out of thin air and directly pierced the [Tiger Man]'s chest, killing the [Tiger Man] directly.
Nailed into the earth.
The remaining extraordinary people in the delegation were immediately horrified. They saw dozens of swords being shot down one after another like sharp swords... In the end, the swords turned into cages, trapping these extraordinary people.
At the same time, they were imprisoned.
No one will stand up for this delegation anymore.
[Seat of Swords] At this time, his eyes glanced down, "You guys have come a long way, you must be tired. The Allies have arranged a place for you to rest. Please come."
They walked past the imprisoned extraordinary beings without even looking at them, remaining silent.
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It is also the capital of Australia...in a luxurious manor.
The woman was walking slowly in the corridor, her expression calm... The woman seemed to be thinking about something. The followers behind her followed cautiously without making any sound.
Suddenly, the woman stopped and looked out the window of the corridor... Outside, there was a corner of the manor courtyard.
The woman suddenly said: "I don't like this manor."
The first attendant behind him lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, this is the best manor we can find at present... After all, we have just arrived here. Your manor is the best among the many [seats].
That’s it.”
The woman turned around, looked at the first attendant who was following behind her, and said calmly: "I don't like you anymore either."
The first attendant was instantly frightened and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I..."
"A failed work." The woman shook her head and stretched out her hand a little.
At one point, the body of the first follower was torn apart in an instant... In the end, what was scattered on the ground was a pile of metal parts.
A piece of gear slowly rolled to the edge of the corner.
Even so, the rest of the entourage behind the woman still did not dare to raise their heads.
The woman looked at these followers and suddenly sighed and said: "I once had the most perfect work, but it's a pity... you all go down and clean it."
The followers immediately responded with a yes.
The woman turned around and left, and her followers began to clean up the pile of parts on the floor.
After a while, the woman came to the door of the manor's study room and said to herself: "Well... I have new inspiration. I should be able to make a good work."
With that said, the woman opened the door of the study room, planning to draw out the design that came to her mind tonight. At this moment, the woman's eyes narrowed.
In front of a row of bookshelves on the wall of her study room, a young man with black hair and black eyes was standing.
"I borrowed a book to read." The young man looked at it with a smile. "If you mind, then I won't read it. The first time I met... Her Excellency Catherine the Great."
The woman's expression changed slightly, but she quietly closed the study door... looking at the young man standing in front of the bookshelf, slowly walked to the desk, and finally sat down firmly.
