The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

In the South China Sea, on the boundary between the high seas and the exclusive economic zone of the Longxia Kingdom, a confrontation that could reshape the world order is brewing.

Under the leaden sky, the sea seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. A massive steel fleet was cutting through the waves with an invincible momentum, advancing at full speed towards the southeast.

At the heart of the ship was a colossal, mountain-sized, jet-black vessel—the Poseidon, the Eagle Federation Navy's prized nuclear-powered magical navigation carrier.

Its displacement exceeds an astonishing 120,000 tons, but that is not its most fearsome feature. Instead of the usual Phalanx close-in weapon systems, six translucent, prismatic crystal towers, each thirty meters tall, float around its expansive flight deck.

The crystal towers glowed with a deep blue light, a sign of the intense reaction of highly concentrated liquid magical energy. Six beams of light shot into the sky, converging a thousand meters above the ground before cascading down like a waterfall, forming a pale blue hemispherical force field shield that enveloped the entire aircraft carrier. Waves crashed against the shield's base, creating visible ripples of energy.

This is the culmination of the Eagle Federation's most prized "magical technology." This shield can not only withstand a Category 12 typhoon, but theoretically it can even withstand a saturation attack from conventional anti-ship missiles.

Flanking the "Poseidon" were more than twenty modern warships from seven allied nations, including Japan, Australia, and France. Missile destroyers, cruisers, supply ships... all kinds of radar antennas rotated incessantly, and the dark muzzles of guns, amidst the rising and falling waves, were always pointed towards the northern horizon.

Banners obscured the sky, and a chilling aura filled the air. This was the "Seven Seas Joint Fleet," renowned for its ability to blockade the world's oceans.

At this moment, in the combat command room on the top deck of the "Poseidon", luxurious Persian carpets covered the floor, and the air was filled with the rich aroma of Cuban cigars, which was completely out of place with the grim atmosphere of war outside.

Admiral "Storm" George of the Eagle Federation Navy stood before a holographic tactical chart that covered an entire wall. He wore a crisp white naval uniform, the medals on his chest gleaming under the lights. Compared to his previous rage and loss of composure when he saw an F-22 frozen in mid-air by a mysterious force at the Pentagon, he now appeared remarkably elegant and composed.

He even leisurely held a wine glass, gently swirling the top-quality red wine inside, which was as clear as a ruby, and looked down at his invincible fleet through the huge floor-to-ceiling porthole.

"General, we are about to enter the waters around Dragon Tooth Island."

The adjutant strode over and reported, "The Chinese navy is frantically broadcasting on the public channel, saying that we are about to intrude into their territorial waters and demanding that we change course immediately, or they will take all necessary measures."

"Necessary measures?" George said, taking a sip of red wine as if he'd heard a joke. "Let them take their course. Are they going to use those few naval guns with less than half our range, or are they planning to swim over and bite our hull?"

A restrained chuckle rang out from the command room.

The adjutant, his face showing some worry, said, "General, although this is international waters, it's still close to Longxia's exclusive economic zone. What happened last night was too strange. We still don't understand how those two F-22s work. If we just drive in like this, will we...?"

"Relax, my child, you're too tense."

George turned around and patted his adjutant's stiff shoulder. "Do you think I'm the kind of reckless man who gets blinded by anger? No, quite the opposite. I've rehearsed this battle in my mind countless times."

He pointed out the window. Within the fleet's core protection zone, besides the menacing warships, a uniquely shaped giant engineering vessel stood out. The ship carried no weapons, but in its center rose a colossal drilling rig, hundreds of meters high, like a spear piercing the sky.

"See that? The Prometheus, the 'deep-sea geological research vessel.' It carries the 'lofty ideal' of all mankind to explore the mysteries of the Earth."

"Longya Island is a newly emerged island. According to the United Nations Convention on the Law of the Sea, it is considered unclaimed territory until a clear claim to sovereignty is made. As unclaimed territory, any country has the right to innocent passage and scientific research. This is legally sound, and we have nothing to worry about."

"But the Kingdom of Kelongxia will definitely claim that as their territory, since it's within their traditional maritime borders," the adjutant said, still uneasy.

"Ha, what's the use of making claims? Talking won't change reality."

George sneered, "As for the mysterious Eastern weapon you're worried about... indeed, the intelligence department analyzed all the data and determined that it's an extremely terrifying force involving the 'rules' level. But in this world, every rule has loopholes; every procedure is never perfect."

"He took action in the western region because the F-22 not only 'intruded' into their airspace, but also activated its fire control radar, demonstrating clear 'hostility.' This is the core condition that triggers a defense mechanism—hostility and intrusion."

"But now, please look closely at our actions."

George pointed to the navigation map on the screen: "We are sailing normally in the 'high seas,' and our destination is an 'unclaimed' deserted island. Our purpose is to conduct 'peaceful' geological research. We have not crossed any boundaries, have not fired any shots, and even our fire control radar is locked. To prove our 'innocence,' I have even thoughtfully brought reporters from dozens of mainstream Western media outlets around the world, who are broadcasting live from the deck."

At this point, George's smile grew even brighter.

"Within the rules, it is indeed unmatched. But what if we don't cross its red lines? That 'god' can't just strike me down with lightning just because I glanced at the streetlight in front of his house or dug up a weed from the roadside bushes, can he? If he did that, China would be violating international conventions, and what face would they have left to call themselves an ancient civilization?"

"At that time, we won't even need to lift a finger. The pressure from public opinion around the world will overwhelm Longxia. We will stand on the moral high ground and accuse them of hindering the progress of human science and of hegemony."

The adjutant was dumbfounded. He had to admit that the general's calculations were truly brilliant. This was not only a military operation, but also a meticulously planned political and legal trap.

"But...our real purpose is..." the adjutant hesitated.

"The real purpose?" George gestured for silence. "Once our drill penetrates the ley lines and the concussion bomb detonates, it'll be an unfortunate 'geological disaster,' either God's will or the instability of the Dragonxia Kingdom's ley lines themselves. What does it have to do with us?"

"At that time, half of the Asian coast will be reduced to ruins. The fate of the Dragon Xia Kingdom will be completely disrupted, and we will reap the benefits."

"Report!"

The communications officer's voice suddenly rang out, "The Longxia Kingdom's naval formation ahead refuses to give way. They've issued an ultimatum: if we continue, they will intercept us at all costs, and even... prepare to ram us!"

"Impact?"

George straightened his collar, a victor's smile on his face, the sense of superiority of being in complete control reaching its peak at this moment.

"Tell all ships to maintain radio silence and ignore their shouting. Turn off all active radars except navigation lights."

"Pass on my order: Full speed ahead! Charge straight through!"

"Remember, don't fight back, don't talk back. We'll just drive past them nonchalantly. If they dare to fire the first shot, they'll be criminals who disrupt world peace, which is exactly what we want. But if they don't dare to fire..."

George glanced at the impenetrable magical shield outside the window, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"Then let their ships ram us. I'd love to see whether the steel of their old destroyers is harder, or our magical shields are stronger."

As the order was given, the Poseidon roared, its massive hull crushing the waves as it charged toward the several rather frail-looking Dragonxia warships ahead with an overwhelming momentum.

This was a high-stakes gamble, and George was certain he held the winning chips.

……

Thirty nautical miles from the main fleet of the Combined Fleet.

The seawater here is a deep, almost blackish blue, with waves crashing and shattering against the steel hull, creating a thousand piles of snow. In stark contrast to the lavish atmosphere of red wine swaying and light music and dancing on the "Poseidon," this place is filled with the smell of engine oil, ozone, and a kind of almost tangible rusty smell caused by extreme tension.

This is the front line of Longxia's coastal defenses.

On the sea, the lone Type 055 destroyer "Zhenhai" appeared somewhat weak, flanked by two escorting frigates. This formation might have been somewhat effective in conventional naval warfare, but at this moment, they faced a massive fleet armed to the teeth and incorporating new-era magical technology.

The disparity in size between the two sides is disheartening. It's like an old soldier wielding a Hanyang rifle facing a fully armed mechanized heavy division all alone.

The atmosphere in the bridge operations room was oppressive. The radar beeped monotonously and rapidly, each sound like a hammer blow to everyone's heart.

Lin Weiguo gripped the handrail at the edge of the command platform, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

The veteran general, who had guarded this place for thirty years, now had bloodshot eyes. He stared at the massive fleet that was constantly approaching on the screen, his chest heaving violently, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Commander! The enemy isn't slowing down, they're accelerating!" The radar officer's voice trembled. "At this speed, they'll be within twelve nautical miles of Dragon Tooth Island in twenty minutes!"

"Where are the warnings? Where are the shouts? Have they all gone deaf?" Lin Weiguo asked.

"They replied..." The communications officer's face was ashen, as if he had swallowed a dead fly. "They said... this is for the scientific cause of all mankind, and they thanked the Chinese Navy for their 'enthusiastic escort.' They even asked if we wanted to board the ship for a cup of coffee."

boom!

Lin Weiguo slammed his fist on the control panel, leaving a shallow dent in the alloy surface.

"This is outrageous! These Onsa bandits, even in suits, can't shake their barbaric and hypocritical nature!"

How could he not see through the other party's intentions?

The so-called "Prometheus" research vessel had an extremely strange draft, completely violating the physics of ordinary engineering vessels. Not to mention, the ship's infrared imager showed high-energy radiation fluctuations, even more intense than those from a nuclear reactor, emanating from beneath the thick tarpaulin covering the deck.

They weren't there to break rocks and conduct scientific research; they were clearly there to plant explosives on the dragon vein!

If this behemoth were to drill its drill into the ley lines of Dragon Tooth Island, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But unfortunately, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Above the bridge, dozens of drones from major Western media outlets circled like vultures. Cameras with long lenses locked onto the "Zhenhai" from every angle, even broadcasting the take-off and landing of seagulls on the deck to the world.

Once the "Zhenhai" can't hold back its anger and fires first, even if it's just a warning shot, the next second, under the manipulation of the Western media, the Longxia Kingdom will instantly transform from a "territorial defender" into a "barbaric thug" that "hinders human scientific progress" and "monopolizes high seas resources."

In the international arena, Longxia was already on the defensive. If this attack were launched, it would be satisfying, but the country's diplomatic situation for the next few decades would be extremely passive.

Moreover, the two sides are severely mismatched in strength.

Even if a battle were to break out, a single destroyer and two frigates facing a combined fleet equipped with magical shields would be futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. They'd likely sink to the bottom of the sea before even breaching the enemy's shields.

But if we don't fight... are we just going to watch them advance unimpeded?

"Commander, what should we do?"

The first mate was a burly man, but his voice was hoarse at the moment. "The top order is to 'hold the line and not fire the first shot,' but given the current situation... if we really let them in, even if we die a thousand times, we will still be letting down the people behind us."

Lin Weiguo took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them a few seconds later, his eyes filled with determination.

"Pass down the order."

"All crew members, write your wills."

A deathly silence fell over the bridge.

No one questioned it, and no one panicked. The young helmsman silently took out his pen and notebook, the communications soldier took off the photo of his girlfriend that he carried with him and kissed it, and the radar officer took out a piece of chocolate that he hadn't had time to eat from his pocket, unwrapped it, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it vigorously.

"If the other side forcibly enters the twelve nautical miles of Dragon Tooth Island..."

Lin Weiguo straightened his military cap and pulled the brim down.

"Zhenhai, full speed ahead! Ram them!"

"Even if it's just a piece of iron, we'll break two of its teeth! I refuse to believe that their so-called magical shield can withstand the charge of seven thousand tons of steel!"

Since we can't fire the cannon, we'll turn ourselves into cannonballs.

Since the rules forbid pulling the trigger, then let's use our flesh and blood to build the last line of defense.

Even if I perish at the bottom of the sea and turn into a reef, I will never let robbers easily cross this threshold!

"commander……"

The first mate suddenly grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Well, I won't write a will. Anyway, I'm not married, I'm a bachelor, no ties, so I won't lose anything if I die."

"Get lost! Those without wives should write even more! Leave something for your mother to remember you by! Tell the old lady that her son didn't disgrace her, he's a son!" Lin Weiguo laughed and cursed, then looked out the window at the shimmering sea, silently thinking:

Looks like we're settling down here today, old folks.

Yeah.

This sea is a place where loyal bones can be buried.

……

Kunlun Palace, Villa No. 1.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy. Qin Shuangyue projected live footage from the front lines onto the wall, clearly showing the "Zhenhai" ship's fearless and resolute stance.

Long Yi rushed over, his footsteps slightly hurried. Although he had absolute confidence in Su Yun, the scenes at the front lines still made him feel a pang of anxiety.

Su Yun sat on the sofa, his gaze calmly fixed on the arrogant Western fleet on the screen, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest as he pondered.

"I don't understand where their confidence comes from. Did they study my skill mechanics and think my judgment scope is limited to 'territorial invasion'?"

"Or do they think that as long as they don't fire and just 'sail', it doesn't count as an invasion? That they can evade suppression by sending warships in under the guise of 'scientific research'?"

"If that's the case, then we don't need to panic at all."

Hearing this, Long Yi, whose brows were furrowed, turned around and asked, "Su Yun, what do you mean?"

Su Yun stroked his chin and analyzed:

"Perhaps they think that as long as they don't cross the red line, they can keep jumping around on the edge of it."

"However, while my talent [Territory is Territory] cannot deal with enemies outside the country, if they dare to enter, no matter how fast they are, they will not be able to harm Longxia."

As he spoke, Su Yun smiled at the two of them:

"Especially after this promotion, I have mastered four new skills. The information gap between these two levels is enough to make this so-called 'invincible fleet' have no chance of returning."

"Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king. These Anssa people didn't understand this principle before, thinking they could act arrogantly with just a few ships. From today onwards, I will teach them how to write these two words in a way that is etched into their very bones."

These words were not spoken in a loud, shouting manner; the voice was as calm as stating a given fact. But the power contained behind this calmness sent a jolt through the two people present.

Long Yi looked at the young man in front of him. He didn't know when it had happened, but the scholarly air about Su Yun had faded away, replaced by a composure and domineering aura that was enough to suppress the fate of the nation.

Today's Longxia truly doesn't need diplomatic rhetoric that relies solely on quoting classical texts for protest, nor does it need the forbearance of having to consider the overall situation even when wronged.

This era needs swift and decisive measures, and the fierce determination of a compassionate heart beneath a stern exterior.

"it is good."

Long Yi took a deep breath. At this moment, all the concerns and considerations in his eyes vanished, replaced by a ruthless and decisive look.

"They don't understand the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' protests, they're not afraid of the destroyer's gunfire, and they even try to provoke us, mistaking our restraint for weakness. In that case, Comrade Su Yun."

"This time, we will explain in a way that they can understand what 'since ancient times' means and what 'not yielding an inch of land' means."

He extended his hand to Su Yun, his eyes burning with determination: "Nanhai, I'm counting on you."

"Don't worry, Elder Long." Su Yun nodded slightly, his expression calm.

"However, there is one thing that needs to be done immediately." Long Yi turned to look at the screen. In the picture, Lin Weiguo's eyes were fixed on the window, and he was tightly gripping the walkie-talkie in his hand. He was obviously making a final plea.

"That old guy is a stubborn mule, but also a true, pure soldier." Long Yi's tone softened a bit. "His understanding of supernatural powers is still stuck in the past. Even if he knew of your existence, he would still prepare for the worst. Knowing his personality, he's probably already written his will by now."

"I need to talk to him first." Long Yi picked up the phone. "The pillars of our country cannot be sacrificed in vain by these demons and monsters. They don't need to do this kind of suicide."

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P.S.: Happy New Year everyone!