"It's so quiet. What is the engine of this thing made of? Why is there no sound?" Pasiva asked curiously.
Tristan ignored Parcival. The structure of the submarine was a military secret of the mermaid tribe, so he would not tell outsiders.
Seeing that Tristan didn't say anything, Merlin couldn't help but analyze: "I'm afraid there is no engine at all. The entire ship is controlled by runes. When receiving instructions, it releases momentum magic to push the entire ship forward."
"Is this okay?" Pasiva was stunned in surprise, "Every brick of this ship...every part is a propeller?"
"It's not just the propeller," Merlin studied the runes on the wall of the submarine, "Judging from the structure of these runes, it seems to also affect the ups and downs of the ship. There are at least three sets of magic runes here, including creation magic.
, momentum magic, and the most basic defensive barrier..."
At this time, Tristan finally couldn't hold himself in any longer. If Merlin kept talking like this, the secret of the submarine would be revealed, and it would be in front of this large group of Pantorakan knights.
"Well," Tristan excused himself, "why don't you wait in the lounge? I'll let you know when we're about to arrive."
Merlin originally planned to give a long speech and explain the principles of the entire submarine to Percival. When Tristan interrupted him like this, the master looked displeased and said, "Okay. See you later.
Young people."
"Wait a minute, Master Mage--" Parsiva clung to it like a bee seeing honey, and strode out of the control room.
"Hoo hoo, we're saved." Ivan looked bored. He was afraid that Merlin would keep nagging, but he was afraid of offending the nurse so he didn't dare to interrupt. Tristan did what Ivan wanted to do without saying anything.
The half-dragon boy felt a vague sense of gratitude in his heart for what he dared to do.
"Don't just look at me. You should also go and rest." Tristan said.
"Well, I'll stay here. My eagle eye ability may be able to help guard me along the way..."
But Tristan put on a serious face: "It's safe now, go and rest. You will be summoned before arriving at the Romani territory."
Being ordered like this, Ivan couldn't help but feel angry. But this is indeed Tristan's ship, and the only thing he can do here is listen to the fishman prince. Ivan suppressed the anger in his stomach and walked to the exit of the control room: "Okay, I'm going to sleep.
In a moment. If there is any emergency, please call me."
Tristan waved his hand for Ivan to leave quickly, which made the half-dragon boy even more angry, and he strode away quickly.
The fishman prince quickly glanced at the remaining people in the control room such as Constantine, Elaine, Ryder, Lianyin, Bedivere and others.
"This operation will go smoothly, right?" Constantine asked uneasily.
"Yes." Tristan cast his eyes on Lianyin. The Patimo girl was looking thoughtfully at Bedivere beside her.
"We have two mages who can use teleportation. If there is an emergency, we can teleport together and escape together." Tristan said, this seemed to be an answer to Constantine, but in fact it was to the white bear man who was trembling with fear.
Elaine said.
"So, get ready and don't leave half of Lotus Sound along the way, okay?" What Tristan was worried about was Constantine and Elaine, two guys who had no fighting ability at all. If Ivan hadn't been so insistent, the fish-man
The prince did not originally intend to let the two teenagers board the ship.
"He's right, everything will go well." Lianyin tried to comfort the two teenagers with a gentle tone, "Now, will you go to the lounge with me? I think you will definitely like what the mermaids serve.
Blueberry cake, it’s so delicious."
Lianyin winked at Bedivere, and then led the two teenagers out of the control room. The control room quickly became quiet, leaving only a group of mermaids who focused on controlling the submarine, and Bedivere, an idler.
.
"I think it's time for me to leave..." Seeing that the atmosphere here was a bit serious, Bedivere quickly put his tail between his legs and tried to escape.
"Bedi," Tristan called out, "do you want to come and visit the ship's power room? I'll take you there."
"Well, didn't the mage just say that this ship doesn't have a power furnace..." the werewolf boy asked doubtfully, as he had a bad premonition.
"Anyway, follow me." Tristan had already arrived in front of Bedivere with a straight face, as if he didn't intend to let the werewolf boy go.
"Okay, okay..." Bedivere saw that the situation was too difficult to get out of, so he had no choice but to agree.
Tristan made a "come this way" look and walked towards the left exit of the control room. The big "No Entry" sign on the door glowed faintly in red, seeming to warn Bedivere.
The werewolf boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and followed him bravely.
At the same time, Germany's easternmost defense line, Prague.
"What? How many people did you say the enemy army is?!" The celestial knight Palinloer reacted in surprise as much as the other two German generals. They all thought they heard wrong.
"Five, five hundred and sixty thousand..." the ordering soldier repeated tremblingly, "and they are all elite soldiers driving golems..."
"It's all nonsense. If the orcs had so many troops, they would have used them to annihilate the Glorious Region a long time ago. Why have they been standing still there for so long?" One of the German generals said disdainfully.
"No." Palinloer had just put down the telescope in his hand. He handed the telescope to the general: "You'd better take a look at this."
The general took the telescope dubiously and looked into the distance from the castle wall.
About five hundred kilometers away, a large group of black things were surging.
It was a mechanized team composed of wolf golems, giant ape golems, and giant scorpion golems. The number of wolf golems alone exceeded 200,000, not to mention those that were a hundred feet tall and kneeling half-length.
A giant ape golem that stands upright and moves slowly using its legs and forearms.
These golems are shrouded in a burst of black energy, and their whole bodies exude an evil aura. They are not something that ordinary soldiers can fight against. Each golem requires a well-trained knight to deal with it.
With the current strength of German troops, it is obviously impossible to deal with such an army of golems. Even if the entire German army is dispatched, it will probably be ------
"We are dead." General German exclaimed. The telescope in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and the lens was smashed to pieces.