Thick steam slowly rises from the other side of the sea level, and under the scorching residual heat, engines are waking up one after another.
The battleship, which was regarded as a museum, once again sounded its loud whistle today. Perhaps its equipment has lagged behind the times, but with the secret transformation of the Iron Law Bureau, it is still capable of fighting.
The officer who stayed on the battleship looked at all this in astonishment. He did not give the order to start the battleship at all, but now everything seemed to be disturbed by some force and woke up one after another.
"Are you crazy? What are you doing?!"
The commander rushed into the command room and yelled at the soldiers operating the warship.
According to the original plan, these warships docked in the port would remain as museums until they were used as a surprise attack at an appropriate time. However, now the officers had not received any orders, and these soldiers activated it without authorization.
"Speak! Stop it!"
The officer continued to yell. He was so angry, but these soldiers seemed to not hear him and ignored his existence. He rushed forward and tried to push the soldiers away, but was pushed to the ground by them instead.
His head hit the cold ground hard. The commander's anger suddenly dissipated a little despite the pain, and then the fear of the unknown took over his heart.
He found that every soldier was staring at him, their faces were expressionless and their eyes were equally indifferent.
It was as if the souls of these people had been drained away at some point in time, and now what occupied them was a mass of sticky, wriggling darkness.
"You...you will lead to war..."
The commander said tremblingly. His official position was not high, and he was not aware of the conspiracy and darkness surging in Gaul Naro. He only knew that as a defeated country, Gaul Naro would become increasingly tense if it took the initiative to expose and launch these weapons into the White Tide Strait.
"The war has begun, sir."
The soldiers said in unison that there was a strange aura about them. The officer could not describe it accurately, but it was like facing a wild beast in the jungle, and they were instinctively afraid.
This was far beyond Curry's expectations. Under the operation of the choir, the power of the secret blood had already penetrated every inch of Gaulnalo. Just as Lawrence said, he wanted to hold all the power in his hands, and all the power could only obey one will.
Lawrence did not look at his superior, but instead cast his gaze towards the darkness outside the harbor. He reached out and placed his hand on the pushrod, then slowly exerted force, pushing it to its limit.
"Then Lorenzo, prove yourself to me."
Under the red night sky, the sea water was boiling and rolling. Before people could recover from the successive explosions, they saw giants advancing one after another on the sea. Due to the urgency of the deployment, the warships did not carry much ammunition, but they did not need it.
This extremely huge body was like a city wall. It blocked the sea bit by bit and trapped Lorenzo to death in the port.
“What should I do?”
Hercule screamed. He could already see the surrounding ships from the Silverfish. He didn't think that such a small boat could successfully break through Lawrence's encirclement.