When Grand Magister Lonzadele stepped off the plane, only Foreign Secretary Strider was waiting for him at the airport. This was not an official visit in itself, so the standard of the reception was lowered a lot.
Contrary to the last time, Airland Hill used fighter jets to escort the whole process this time. MiG-21 fighter jets were always accompanying the Boeing 707 passenger plane, which made people feel at ease.
"Your Majesty the Grand Magister! Welcome to visit Elanthill again!" Strider stepped forward and shook hands with Ronsardele cordially. If he were not the foreign minister of Elanthir, this might be the case.
I will never have the chance to touch the Grand Mage's palm in my life.
"You're welcome. The main reason I came here this time is to look at that photo." Ronsardele was very easy to get along with. He was also counting on Strider to provide him with delicious food, so he didn't do anything about it.
The meaning of being arrogant.
Chris left Siris temporarily because of something. As the emperor of Eiland Hill, he actually also has an identity as a humanoid self-propelled plotting machine. Well, no, he is the backbone of science and technology. The main reason why he left Siris was because of love.
The progress of Landseer's new weapon has reached a critical moment.
"We have prepared the photos. In fact, because you arrived a little later, we have confirmed the authenticity and true location of these photos." Strider made a gesture of invitation and said.
Grand Magister Lonzadelai nodded, made a gesture of invitation, and then led Vivian to the car waiting for them.
Different from the last time they came, the car that received them changed its appearance again. This time it looked more luxurious, and the pattern composed of magic defense barrier runes engraved on it was also newer.
This kind of rune was improved by Grand Magister Lonzadelai, so he was very familiar with it. After getting into the car, he felt more surprises: the latest car was more comfortable and the engine noise was quieter.
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The car sped along the road and finally arrived at Seris Castle. Grand Magister Ronsardele didn't bother to rest, so he took Vivian to the conference room specially prepared for them.
An air force general from Eiland Hill is already waiting here as an escort, as well as some technicians related to spy satellites. They are here to answer some of Ronsardele's technical questions.
"This image is still very blurry, but I can confirm that it is definitely the Magic Eye." Seeing the huge black pit on the ground and the light blue magic light, Lonzadelai said with certainty.
He has been dealing with the Magic Eye all his life, so he recognized this familiar topography at a glance: "It is exactly the same as the Magic Eye on the west side of Grecken, and there is no difference in size."
"Yes, this is the Magic Eye on the west side of Grecken that we took. You can compare it." An officer pulled out a photo from a pile of photos and placed it in front of Lonzadele.
Then he spoke.
Ronsardele compared the two photos in front of him, and the expression on his face was wonderful: "You can actually overlook the ground from such a height... It's amazing... It's amazing."
Vivian was not interested in the photos in front of her. She was just standing next to the Grand Magister Longzadelai, waiting for the welcome banquet...
"If, I want to know, if you are given some time, is there any way you can send people... to a higher place?" Ronsardele looked at the engineer in charge of technology and asked.
"Sir, I can't answer your question." The technician smiled reluctantly, and then refused to answer Ronsardele's question: "What you asked has nothing to do with these photos."
Ronsardele's expression was a little stiff. He was rarely rejected by others, but the nerd wearing glasses in front of him rejected him so naturally.
Five years ago, this kind of thing would not have happened in mythology. But now, a high-ranking magister like Ronsardele has no intention of worrying about his status.
Gaining the respect of others does not necessarily rely on strength, but may also rely on cultivation. Ronsardele's cultivation is still very high, or it can be said that Greken itself is a country that pays great attention to cultivation.
"In addition, yesterday, our satellite discovered the magic eye you mentioned and confirmed that there are indeed three magic eyes on this planet." Pushing up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the technician introduced.
The leading Air Force representative handed another photo to Ronsardele and added: "The location of the Magic Eye is indeed not much different from the location you described. Because of the orbit, we only captured the
Part of it.”
Ronsardele still doesn’t know that 5 reconnaissance satellites have been launched by Alan Hill. The satellites currently providing imaging are actually only the first generation of reconnaissance satellite technology. The latest satellite launched can take clearer images.
photo.
According to the design, Alan Hill's best technology, which is still on the drawing board, can actually distinguish buildings and heavy equipment on the ground.
According to the plan, Ailan Hill will soon start to establish a GPS system on this planet. By then, Ailan Hill's missiles will be able to increase the hit accuracy to the level of meters.
"Actually, we also found this." He handed another picture to Ronsardele. The expression on the leader's air force general's face was very solemn: "The capital of the puppet empire, that target that is always moving."
In the photo, a huge city has two rows of long legs of varying lengths. These legs support the movement of the city. From a distance, it looks like a giant spider covered in legs.
On the back of this huge spider is a magic tower towering into the clouds, which can still be vaguely distinguished, as well as some strange magic circles.
"Because they were close to the Magic Eye and accepted the temptation of the magic source in the Magic Eye, they obtained almost endless energy... The last time I went there, the city was not as big as it is now... It's amazing, really
It's amazing." Ronsardele stroked the photo on the table and said in admiration.
When he saw this photo for the first time, Chris also expressed similar admiration. It is indeed a very remarkable thing to be able to create a huge puppet carrying the city on its back.
Chris has watched movies like Devouring the City, so he has an intuitive impression of the technology that can make a city move. He really envies those mobile cities like Macross. If given the chance, he would
I even want to build a similar mobile fortress for myself.
"We are calculating the specific movement patterns of this mobile city through multiple observations. If possible, we hope to end this war through an effective nuclear strike." The Air Force general said while observing Long.
Sadler's expression.
Ronsardele had no objection, but he still tried to persuade him: "I don't deny that this is a good idea. If you have the chance, you can definitely try it."
After saying this, he changed the topic and emphasized another danger: "But I still want to remind you that once the nuclear strike begins, the puppet empire will no longer care about nuclear deterrence... They will kill with hatred.
To Ailanthir, you will also pay a heavy price."
"It takes time to calculate, so we can't carry out this attack plan right away." The air force general changed the topic noncommittally and introduced the situation on the frontal battlefield.
It seems that Grand Magister Lonzadelai is not opposed to directly using nuclear weapons against the puppet empire. After receiving this commitment, the goal of nuclear attack on the capital of the puppet empire has been achieved.
As long as Ronsardele does not strongly object, then this matter can be operated in theory: although it does not depend on Grecken's face whether to use nuclear weapons or not, it is definitely better to get the understanding and support of the other party than to go his own way.
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On the southern front, Elanshir is unstoppable. They have taken the northern part of the Jesno Empire, and the main force is advancing to the south. Kolya's attack speed is very fast, largely because he has hardly received any decent attacks.
resistance.
The Norma Empire finally couldn't hold on any longer and began to shrink its defense line. The situation on the battlefield in the central part of the battlefield changed somewhat. The specific situation has not yet been determined. Eiland Hill only asked Bourjos to lead his troops into Norma, so the problem should not be big.
After the brutal battle on the northern front, the situation has probably stabilized: the Holy Demon Empire has collapsed and is collapsing to the southwest under the cover of the puppet troops. A large number of Holy Demon Empire personnel have surrendered, and the two sides are evenly matched within the Holy Demon Empire.
The situation was completely broken.
"One more thing, Your Excellency, Grand Magister Lonzadelai." In the corner, a slightly fat man wearing glasses with lenses thicker than the bottom of a bottle suddenly spoke. He had not spoken before, so he was
Most people ignore it.
"How much do you know about geometry?" He looked at Ronsardele and asked nervously.
"Geometry?" Ronsardele frowned, restated the vocabulary he was not familiar with, and then replied: "I don't know much about the knowledge of Alan Hill. I have heard of geometry, but I haven't learned about it in depth.
Researched...Okay, can you tell me? What exactly do you want to say?"
He had discussed this conjecture with His Majesty the Emperor before, and it was His Majesty the Emperor who ordered him to see Ronsardele. So he used all his courage and showed a mortal's sense of superiority to the Grand Magister.
"What I want to say is... if you understand the most basic geometry, then combined with these photos, you can deduce..." The slightly fat man felt that His Majesty the Emperor had given him endless courage, so he stared at Ronsard
