Whether it was Sun Fei or the elite students from the Chambord City Civil and Martial University, it was their first time experiencing the [ King Alexander ] submerged beneath the surface of the water.
The Zuli River flows in front of Chambord City, runs through most of the Zenit Empire and flows into the [ Sea of Fragrance ] from the south. Due to its extremely rapid current and the presence of many water monsters and beasts, it is extremely dangerous and often stirs up storms that capsize large ships. In addition, there are countless reefs in the river. Therefore, few ships travel through this river, and it has never been utilized.
Even the Zenit Empire's navy is only deployed along the edge of the continental inland sea [ Sea of Fragrance ], and rarely ventures inland along this river.
The King Alexander departed from Chambord City, traveling underwater until a day later when it surfaced for air. It took about three days and a half to reach the vicinity of the estuary, sometimes underwater and sometimes on the surface.
This magical warship, built using technology left over from the ancient era of gods and demons, is incredibly comfortable, especially when submerged. It can dive to a depth of over a hundred meters below the surface and is equipped with all sorts of strange facilities. After a single dive, small magic arrays can maintain the oxygen needs of at least a hundred people in the cabin for two days. It truly lives up to its reputation as a war machine that has been tested in the war between gods and demons; it is indeed perfect.
In Sun Fei's memories of his previous life, there were high-tech gadgets like submarines. The achievements of magical civilization, such as the [ King Alexander ], seemed to be in no way inferior to the crystallization of steel technology. In fact, due to the wonder of magic, it was even slightly superior in some aspects.
Over the past three days, King Majesty the King and his students have thoroughly enjoyed underwater exploration, witnessing countless bizarre and wondrous underwater creatures and giant aquatic beasts through magical screens—it was truly a fantastical and dreamlike journey.
The morning of the fourth day.
As is customary, the King Alexander surfaced to breathe.
After the royal flag was raised, the first person to lift the sealed hatch of the diving compartment and climb onto the deck was the big, simple-minded bodyguard Heskey. He had completely adapted to the job over the past few days. As he took a deep breath of the fresh sea air and was about to order the Urban Management who were filing out behind him to clean up the water stains on the deck and the filth inside the seaweed and shells, and begin the [ Alexander ]'s morning voyage, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
Suddenly looking up, he saw that all around him were countless naval warships, like a swarm of sharks.
"Holy crap, we're surrounded?" Heskey's large head, though disproportionately large in size, was instantly stunned. He looked up and saw the black banner of the Lyon Empire, and roared, "Prepare for battle! Those damned Lyon bastards! They actually tracked us here! These despicable scum, they dare to surround King Alexander! I'll tear them to pieces!"
The Lyon Empire is Zenit's mortal enemy, and every Zenit is extremely familiar with the banner of this hegemon who dominates an area of millions of miles.
Suddenly, red magical flames began to flicker on the [ King Alexander ], and a piercing horn shattered the tranquility of the morning mist in the [ Sea of Fragrance ].
Suddenly, the sealed hatches throughout the deck opened, and the Urban Management of Chambord City appeared on the deck. At the same time, the magical shield covering the ship quickly disappeared, and the protective plates on the magical crossbows on both sides of the ship were lifted, revealing arrows resembling dragon spears from the magical crossbows.
The King Alexander instantly transformed into a massive, heavily armed war monster, radiating a ferocious, chilling light.
"What's going on? They don't seem to be Sea Clan... wait? They're actually humans?"
On the bow of the flagship of the Lyon army, beneath the bright yellow royal banner, the young and handsome nobleman who had always sat high above showed an undisguised look of surprise. Only super-powerful empires could possess such a stealthy warship, and even someone as proud as him dared not be negligent in the slightest.
After observing for a moment, he shook his head, not recognizing the Chambord City Double-Headed Dog-Sword-Axe King Banner.
Although Chambord City has recently gained fame within the Zenit Empire because of Sun Fei, it is still just a vassal state, and a newly risen one at that. The people of Lyon, who are high and mighty among the hundreds of vassal states under Zenit, would never, and are unwilling to, remember the origins of some flags that they consider meaningless.
"Inquire, which empire's people are you from, that has come here!" The young nobleman stood up, wiping away the wine stains with a handkerchief, and said with a solemn expression.
The words had barely left his lips when a thunderous roar erupted from the strange, massive black warship opposite—
"This is His Majesty Alexander's flagship in Chambord City. Lyon scum, why don't you lower your masts and sails and surrender? Do you want to be wiped out?"
The sound was clear and resonated in the ears of everyone on the surrounding warships, large and small.
"Is it really His Alexander?" The young Byzantium King Constantine was overjoyed, revealing such an uncharacteristic expression for the first time. He laughed loudly, "A narrow escape from death! Haha, this is the will of Heaven! The people of Lyon are finished! Haha, the fleet of Lyon is finished! This is truly ordained by Heaven! Those Bloody Executioner will pay the price!"
Behind him, the Byzantium soldiers, who had originally prepared to die with him, erupted in an uncontrollable cheer.
The heavy atmosphere of sorrow that had enveloped the Byzantium warship vanished in an instant. Everyone understood what the names ' King of Chambord ' and 'His Majesty Alexander ' represented— Great Sun-Rank Venerable, a Empire-Protecting Martial Saint of the Empire, invincible, unbeatable, a god of war, God of War victory and Glory, and a legend!
"Thunderous war drums, resounding horns, all troops charge! Protect His Majesty Alexander!"
Constantine, leaning on his sword, laughed heartily, filled with heroic spirit.
His heart was filled with anticipation.
This was the first time he had fought alongside the man who had changed his own destiny and that of the Kingdom of Byzantium.
The moment the war drums sounded, Constantine, who had already witnessed countless killings and wars and whose life was a legend in itself, found himself tense and uneasy, even when faced with ruthlessness. He was like an ordinary young man about to hear the judges' comments in an exam.
" King of Chambord Alexander?"
The handsome young nobleman standing beneath the bright yellow royal banner aboard the flagship suddenly stood up, his expression changing drastically. The first thing he did after realizing what was happening was to order the fleet to retreat immediately.
None of the Lyon generals standing guard around him objected to their commander's order.
Four days earlier, they had already learned from the battle reports from the front lines what the name ' King of Chambord Alexander ' meant. It was like an inescapable dark cloud hanging over the entire Lyon Empire. The terror of Great Sun-Rank Venerable was something that could not be compensated for by numerical superiority. The outcome of the Battle of Saint Petersburg five days ago had already explained everything.
The Lyon fleet that appeared in Storm Cape Bay today, although numerous and powerful with over a hundred warships and nearly forty thousand men, accounting for more than a third of the Imperial Navy's strength, was still far from enough to contend with a Great Sun-Rank Venerable.
The Lyon demonstrated excellent military discipline at this moment.
In less than ten minutes, the entire fleet completed the relay of orders and the turning of the fleet in unison. The calm sea was shattered and churned by the waves stirred up by the giant ships changing course.
Sun Fei's vanity will be fully satisfied in this scene.
Simply stating his name was enough to frighten away the elite army of a level six empire; he had etched his name into the forest of powerful beings on the Azeroth Continent.
At that very moment, the young nobleman, King of Buckingham Hugo Lloris of the Lyon Empire, unexpectedly shot into the air. Instead of retreating, he slowly flew towards the direction of the Chambord people, hovering in the void and blocking the Lyon fleet and the [ King Alexander ].
First update.