Come and connect with me!

Veneto breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard you, Veneto, can you please give us some confidence?"

Prince Eugen's voice was heard on the communication channel, and she sounded a little unhappy.

"Also, we didn't come across anything valuable. Really? They talked so much, and I thought they were going to give me something useful, but they just gave me a bunch of nonsense. Shouldn't elite monsters give some storage device that records technical data?"

"I think this is wishful thinking, and I don't think this guy is an elite monster. If our artillery fire hadn't hit the Siren, perhaps we could have solved the puzzle by accident. No, I understand. No wonder they intercepted the plane. The bombing range of that thing is not small. With just one round of air strike, the Siren will die on the spot!"

Prince Eugen seemed to have thought of something and said with a look of sudden realization.

"Tsk, why is the channel full of complaints? The public channel is about to turn into a chat room."

Aurora ignored Prince Eugen's thoughts. Now that the communication had been restored, she certainly wanted to see if there was any important news that she had missed during this period.

"Someone's asking for help, someone's complaining, someone's arguing, and... huh?"

She focused her eyes and saw a private message for her.

"I found a very special terrain. If the communication is restored, please send some people to check this location. That's it."

Along with the message, there was also a picture, which showed a big door standing on the sea. It was covered with various patterns, giving it an awe-inspiring feeling.

Chapter 894: The Cycle Starts

"Hey guys, my guys found something that looks pretty special."

After looking carefully for a while and indeed not finding any clues, Aurora chose to make this information public. The combined fleet does not fight alone, nor does it engage in the usual intrigues. It cannot be too thoughtful.

"what?"

"Prince Eugen? You'd better come back first. You should be back soon. This thing doesn't look ordinary."

"I mean, send me a picture, I'm super curious."

"No, no, no, what I mean is, I know you are extremely curious, but you have to be there in person to see it, hehe."

Aurora smiled maliciously and turned off the communication before Prince Eugen got angry.

"Well, please forget what just happened. This is the information provided by Lei Ming from our Northern Alliance. The communication was disconnected at the time, and she unknowingly left the team and accidentally saw this thing."

Aurora snapped her fingers and a photo was projected. The photographer was obviously a thoughtful person. In addition to the front view, there were also back and side views. At the same time, dense explanations were written in the annotations of the photo. Although he did not touch the door himself due to caution, he also gave detailed guesses and evidence, and took out a sea fish from the sea and threw it over to test the reaction. You can tell at a glance that he is the type who is very serious.

It’s probably just out of habit that I end each paragraph with "Well, that’s it."

Wuming was of course well aware of this, the pattern on this thing was even drawn by him, with a lot of things sewn on it, it looked like an octopus monster and a rotten rat head, with a strong smell of octopus.

"I think it would be better to explore on the spot, but I don't have much hope of finding anything. The goal this time is to clean up the Siren Fortress. I don't think anyone here would be rich enough to bring a scientific research team with them, right?"

Veneto pinched her chin with one hand, feeling troubled by the nameless graffiti. If this door appeared on the street and was regarded as a work of art, she might stop to analyze it and discuss the mental state of the creator, but this is the Mirror Sea of ​​Siren, there must be a purpose for it, it can't be just to make up the numbers, right?

Bunker Hill also nodded silently, his brows twisted into knots. The main task now was to destroy the Siren Fortress. With the interference source removed, the current firepower was more than enough to break through this blockade. It would take at most ten minutes to reach the Siren Fortress. The side quests here were also full of mysteries, which made her feel embarrassed.

Everyone on the command ship discussed for a while, but none of them had an opinion that could convince others. As they were talking, the hatch was slammed open and Prince Eugen rushed in with a sneer.

"Oh, Aurora."

"Hi!"

Aurora said with a smile.

"We are waiting for your wisdom to help us solve the problem. Are you still thinking of beating me up?"

"hehe."

Prince Eugen glared at her fiercely, then snatched the bottle of wine that Aurora always held in her hand, bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, and drank it all.

"Whew...not bad wine."

She threw the remaining wine back, and Aurora took it with a painful look on her face.

"That's all I have left..."

"Hey, Master Aurora, you should remember that it's battle time now, right?"

Bunker Hill's face darkened as he looked at the two guys drinking in public.

"Of course, so I only prepared a little bit."

Before she finished her words, Prince Eugen reached out and tugged at her coat, and immediately there was a sound of glass clinking inside. Bunker Hill looked at Aurora with an empty face.

"Well, business is important. First of all, welcome everyone back in triumph. Then, please take a look at this photo, especially Bishop Richelieu. I don't really understand these weird things. I hope you can provide some professional opinions."

Aurora quickly tried to change the subject. Bunker Hill glanced at her quietly, then followed her gaze to look at Richelieu who had walked in.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Aurora. As a bishop, I don't understand those [supernatural] things."

Richelieu's eyes twitched, and he took a deep breath and held it in.

If this happened outside, she would even pick up this Bible as hard as a brick and slap this guy hard on the face, but now it was a joint operation, and she also needed to stay calm and rational.

"Well, welcome back, everyone. I think this operation should be going smoothly. This photo comes from the Thunder of the Northern Alliance, but the purpose of this building is unknown. However, we still have no idea about the patterns on it. If anyone has any ideas, please speak up, because it is related to our next decision."

Wuming spoke immediately to ease the atmosphere a little.

"Hey, Wuming, didn't you say before that you wanted to make a bet?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to remind Jean Bart, the knight commander who always behaved rebelliously when he was with Richelieu, and he immediately looked at Wuming.

"Well, that's what happened. Our bet was that I bet that Cardinal Richelieu would perform better than you, and if he did, I would apologize to you. Is that right?"

Wuming recalled briefly and looked at Jean Bart who looked confident. He felt that this female knight commander must have played a very important role. Without hesitation, he bowed slightly and spoke to the female knight commander who had been provoked and was not yet aware of it.

"I want to tell you..."

"Wait, Mr. Wuming, don't be fooled by our Lord Jean Bart. If I remember correctly, the weakness of the siren was discovered by Bishop Richelieu. You are just a messenger who came here to convey the message. You can't be better than Bishop Richelieu with just this little bit of hard work, right?"

Prince Eugen looked at Wuming without hesitation, pursed his lips, and immediately began to argue for him.

Even though he had not been with Wuming for a long time, this guy once vowed that he had been married to his parallel self for several years. How could he be so weak as to admit defeat?

"Ok?"

Wuming blinked and looked at Richelieu and Jean Bart, and found that Prince Eugen's words made both of them look a little unnatural.

"I, well, she did play a bigger role than I did, and I lost."

Jean Barton paused and said, a slight blush on his face.

"Then you, what do you want?"

Wuming opened her mouth and saw from the corner of her eye that Prince Eugen's face darkened almost instantly, and there was someone who spoke even faster than her.

"Please respect yourself, Mr. Wuming, and don't try to make unrealistic requests."

Richelieu looked at Wuming dimly, as if hinting at something.

"Don't mind my business!"

"Bar..."

After being glared at by Jean Bart, Richelieu also spoke weakly.

"I just care about you."

"I don't want you to worry about it!"

"Ahem, Jean Bart."

Wuming saw the sisters becoming estranged from each other and spoke softly. After all, Jean Bart had made the promise first, so when she heard him speak, her arrogance became less intense. She looked at Wuming awkwardly.

"You said it, I'm listening."

"Um, then I..."

"Mr. Wuming!"

Richelieu straightened up again and looked at Wuming expressionlessly.

Jean Bart immediately got furious!

"I told you not to bother with it!"

"Bar..."

Veneto looked very tired as he watched this scene that seemed to be repeating itself for an infinite future. He spoke together with Aurora and Bunker Hill.

"Calm down first!"*3

"This is our private matter, don't interfere!"*2

Chapter 895: Invincible in the World

"Calm down, everyone, calm down, okay?"

Wuming raised his voice and spoke before Richelieu could open his mouth.

"This is a bet between Jean Bart and me, Bishop Richelieu. Even if you are her sister, you should not interfere too much!"

After a pause, Wuming continued.

"And I have decided how to use this request. Well, this bet is an informal start. I think it is not good to be too serious or make harsh demands. So let's do this. Mr. Jean Bart and Miss Richelieu should be alone for half an hour. Just don't leave the area where you are discussing. Just regard it as a punishment for Mr. Jean Bart."

He looked at Richelieu, who seemed a little embarrassed and wanted to say something, and finally realized his mistake.

"I'm sorry, everyone, and Mr. Wuming, I seem to have gone a little too far... But I'm not always like this. In fact, I take time out every week to listen to the confessions of believers. No one has ever said that I'm a difficult person to approach."

As she was stammering to explain, she heard Jean Bart speak coldly beside her.

"Do you want a devout believer to question the authority of the archbishop?"

"That was not what I meant."

"I know that's not what you meant!"

Jean Bart bit her lip and glared at Richelieu with some displeasure. Behind her ears, her gaze naturally focused on Wuming.

"Dun.....what others said is right, you are someone that people need to be on their guard all the time."

She lowered her eyes, looking somewhat self-destructive.

"You can tell at a glance what I hate the most. However, since I have tried to evade the agreement before, let's just regard this as a test given to me by the Lord. I will obey the agreement and stay with her for half an hour."

Wuming looked at the gorgeous blond archbishop and couldn't understand why anyone would hate being alone with her. But since the person who said this was her good sister, she understood it. But it didn't matter. What was important was that they could finally get back to business in the command ship.

"Well, anyway, let's end this matter here. You can decide the time. You can't let us wait for you for half an hour now. By the way, everyone, where were we talking about before?"

"The unknown building Lei Ming found looks like it can summon large enemies, but it's unmanned, which makes it a bit suspicious."

Aurora immediately responded, and the look she gave Wuming was much gentler, indicating that her opinion of him had changed a lot.

"Yes, and now the Siren Fortress is not far away. I think everyone is worried about whether they should continue to study the unknown building in detail, or continue to maintain the current pace and break through the Siren Fortress together."

Wuming projected all the pictures into the command ship for everyone to see.

After everyone present had looked at it one by one, Richelieu stared at the graffiti on the door while flipping through the Bible in his hand. As expected, this book was also a product of technology, containing a large amount of information and documents. If it were a real book, it would be enough to fill dozens of libraries. However, the more Richelieu flipped through it, the more he felt that this door was weird. There were many elements stacked on it, but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like some fashionable elements were randomly painted together.

Finally, several flagships shook their heads and after discussion, decided to record the location and not arrange any personnel.

After this matter was over, the command ship fell into silence for a while, and everyone began to check the messages in the private channel. Finally, they breathed a sigh of relief. Except for Lei Ming, no one else found any suspicious buildings.

"Next, we will start a round of exploratory attacks. During the time we were discussing, everyone has already pushed the defense line to the perimeter of the Siren Fortress."

Bunker Hill spoke up.

"Do you have any other opinions? If not, we can start the battle now."

Although he said he was seeking other people's opinions, Bunker Hill's gaze went straight to Wuming, who slowly shook his head.

"Please proceed at your own pace, and I will offer my opinions when necessary."

"I hope you can come earlier if necessary."

Bunker Hill glanced at Wuming with a subtle expression, always feeling that this guy was just slacking off. He claimed that he was familiar with people from all camps, but he just took a quick look at the configuration of the ship's plug-in and didn't ask any more questions, which made Bunker Hill a little unsure.

"I will. Now attack."

As Wuming's voice fell, orders were issued simultaneously in the communication channel, and the combined fleet, which had already had a rotation rest, also began to take the initiative to attack.

Dozens of Rubik's Cube ships scattered in the mirror sea seem inconspicuous, but when these war weapons that look no different from humans show their power, no one can ignore their existence.

Wrapped in a honeycomb energy shield, with faint laughter echoing in the sea, the planned ship Ron from Iron Blood also shines in this mirror sea as expected. She seems to have turned into a rampaging bull, diving into the densely packed Siren mass-produced ships, relying on the thick shield on her body, treating herself as a bowling ball, and crushing the battlefield with a happy expression, leaving ruins wherever she passes.

"Hey, Ron, do you want to compete to see who is more powerful as a planning ship?"