21st Century Necromancer-Chapter 765 - 761 Tense Situation (Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

765: Chapter 761 Tense Situation (Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

765: Chapter 761 Tense Situation (Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Artoria Pendragon, the Celtic King in ancient British legends, the Red Dragon of Britain, hailed as the founder of the knightly spirit, was revered as the King of Knights.

The tales of her and her Knights of the Round Table have been transmitted through the ages and are still well-known and a source of pride to the British people.

The Hood, from World War I to World War II, was the largest and most powerful warship built by the Royal Navy and was celebrated as the glory of the Royal Navy.

Belfast, built by the Royal Navy before World War II as the second of the Edinburgh-class cruisers, had achieved great military success.

It was the second ship to be preserved in the nation’s name in British history, the previous one being HMS Victory, Lord Nelson’s flagship in the Battle of Trafalgar.

Therefore, the Belfast was also lauded as the last glory of the Royal Navy, transformed into a museum and moored on the banks of the Thames River, available for the people to pay their respects ever since.

But now, the glory of the Royal Navy, the Hood, had turned into a person and was about to take away the Royal Navy’s last glory, the Belfast, and the one who obstructed her was none other than King Arthur Artoria, considered to be merely a mythological figure.

This plot, which seems like something out of a third-rate scriptwriter’s soap opera, made both the British superhumans who were ordered to stop the Hood on Tower Bridge and the high-level officials of the British Government who were commanding behind the scenes feel a sense of unreality.

It was as if God had played an enormous joke on the British people today.

This was like in China, one day Yue Fei and Wen Tianxiang began to fight, and out came Emperor Yu to mediate, feeling out of place and unreal.

However, for the high-level officials behind the scenes in the British Government, such an event could not be dismissed as a mere joke, no matter what.

Whether it was the Hood or not, thay could not possibly allow her to take the Belfast away so easily, even if they lacked the power to stop her—forcing the issue would only lead to more severe consequences.

Yet, regardless of the matter of face as one of the Five Great Hooligans of the United Nations, or of the so-called dignity after the empire’s twilight, they could not afford to choose compromise.

Thankfully, at the moment, it seemed that King Arthur was on their side, which allowed the officials commanding from behind to breathe a sigh of relief and covertly issue orders to the superhumans on Tower Bridge to assist King Arthur.

But the situation at hand gave these superhumans a headache.

Two demigods were planning to start a fight, one of them even wielding a battlecruiser as a weapon—it didn’t seem like something they could intervene in.

In response to Artoria’s inquiry, Hood explained her identity but refrained from any unnecessary words, even though she was surprised at the appearance of King Arthur before her, taking the Belfast today was what mattered most.

So, seeing that Artoria and her company had no intention of backing down, Hood, while sounding her horn, also sounded the battle alarm. freёnovelkiss.com

The covers on the two main guns on the forward deck were opened, and four dark 381mm main barrels pointed directly at Tower Bridge before them.

If she could avoid it, Hood would not want to destroy London’s most famous bridge, but the situation clearly didn’t allow for such concerns, especially since if she couldn’t get through Tower Bridge, taking Belfast was out of the question.

Seeing the barrels of battleship-caliber guns aiming their way, the British superhumans on Tower Bridge all felt their souls might leave their bodies, but there was no way they could retreat at this moment.

So, they hurriedly warned Artoria: “Your Majesty, King Arthur, watch out for those main guns!

The black tubes over there!”

“Main cannons?” Artoria didn’t recognize the main cannons on the deck of The Hood.

In her era, such things didn’t exist, and even after she had awoken again and witnessed Lord Nelson’s warships in Avalon, the difference between the cannons from the age of sail and those of World War II was like comparing toothpicks to barrels.

Although she didn’t know what these four black iron barrels were, when they pointed in her direction, King Arthur still felt the danger and quickly turned to Joan of Arc beside her, saying, “Miss Joan, could you please protect the others to prevent them from getting hurt by mistake?”

“Troublesome British people!” Despite complaining after Artoria’s request, Joan of Arc still summoned her now blackened military banner and planted it into the ground.

Instantly, another demigod-level aura unfurled, and a protective barrier of light covered the surface of Tower Bridge, wrapping around the knights brought by Artoria and the British superhumans from the government, preventing them from being harmed by the potential battle between Artoria and The Hood.

However, the appearance of Joan of Arc caused The Hood’s gaze to sharpen.

Although she was a combat-specialist demigod, it didn’t mean she could take on two demigods of equal strength at the same time.

But she was also reluctant to give up Belfast, and after some hesitation, The Hood sent out a distress signal, calling for support from other ship-girls.

Though she had sent out the distress signal, The Hood believed that only Bismarck, who was also in Europe, might be able to provide support.

Enterprise and Lexington had gone to the United States, while Kaga, Yamato, and Musashi were in the Pacific searching for their former companions.

At this time, Bismarck was the only one who could possibly come to her aid.

How long would it take for Bismarck to arrive?

The Hood wondered, her thoughts drifting even as she returned to her own ship’s body.

Standing atop the turret of one of the main cannons, The Hood looked at Artoria and Joan of Arc on Tower Bridge, ready for combat.

Just when Artoria thought negotiations had failed and gripped the handle of the Sword of Promised Victory, preparing for battle, the sound of propeller planes suddenly filled the sky.

A large group of what appeared to be World War II-era propeller planes emerged over London, as if reenacting the Battle of Britain.

A figure holding a longbow, with bow drawn and arrow nocked, appeared beside The Hood—it was Kaga, who had arrived to provide support.

“Kaga?

How did you come?

I’m truly grateful,” The Hood expressed her gratitude upon seeing Kaga.

“Is that the enemy?

British people…

How did you end up fighting against your own nation and even involve two demigods?” Kaga, observing the situation, was also uncertain about whether to commence battle immediately or call for more reinforcements.

“It’s a long story.

Anyway, I want to take that warship behind us and add to our ranks.

If it really comes to battle, please make sure not to damage that ship,” The Hood quickly explained the situation and prepared for combat.

But at that moment, another figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere, standing next to The Hood.

The arrival of this figure, however, eased the tension that had been as tight as drawn bows.