My little country

The memorial service of Morrigan, the goddess of war, made the world's top leaders panic.

Although in the current situation, Morrigan, the goddess of war, is only in the Eastern District of the Fog Capital in Britain, and the scale is not as exaggerated as the Mosca Steel Acropolis.

But compared to the remote countryside like the Iron Acropolis, what area is the fog?

This is the former financial capital, the former tourist attraction, and the former civilized city.

No matter in historical or political sense, it is not comparable to the steel city.

What makes everyone worried is even more important after the appearance of the goddess of war Morrigan.

The extraordinary forces did not move.

The demons in Italy were suppressed by Father Alexander.

The demon king of the steel city is even more balanced by the global extraordinary forces with the help of the power of the beast.

The ancient oriental country, the land of cherry blossoms, and other places with deep-rooted transcendent heritage, there are even sword fairy gates, and the Onmyoji can only hold the sky to guard against it.

Even Citi, which has no local extraordinary heritage, clings to the thighs of the Dark Council, not only relying on them to solve the problem, but also an unstable trading channel.

From the calculation of the giant rat anomaly in the Eastern District of the British Fog, it has been almost half a day.

But there is no extraordinary trace of the justice side.

This...Couldn't the British region be forgotten by the extraordinary heritage of Europa?

Or maybe, Morrigan, the goddess of war, is a super fierce evil god, and no supernatural power is willing to offend her?

On the Internet, it seems more messy than the high-level.

The spectators who had been watching the fog and chaos with a lively mind were all worried after they discovered that the live broadcasters were also affected and threatened to their lives.

In the ancient country of the East, some people called for the British government to quickly ask for help from the ancient country of the East, asking the Qingyun Sword Fairy of the Sword Fairy Gate to dispatch and take the beautiful banshee with one sword.

Hmm...Yes, it wasn't cut with a sword, but closed.

No way, good looks means being able to do whatever you want.

The phantom of the goddess of war Morrigan has spread to every corner of the real world. No matter what the race, regardless of the growth environment, her beauty is incomparably in line with everyone's aesthetics.

Even if you don't get the bonus on the spot, it is enough to make human beings reluctant to watch her disappear from the world.

If it weren't for her appearance, there would be something evil in it.

Maybe Morrigan, the goddess of war, had more followers than the Celtics in Britain at that time.

What netizens don't know is that the senior officials of the ancient oriental country, the country of cherry blossoms, actually received a letter of help from Britain shortly after the appearance of the goddess of war Morrigan.

Ampere Yasuo even entered the secret room of the shrine and activated the rune stone left by Master Qingming Onmyoji to report the matter.

Xiao Yu did not go to Xiaorenguo, but still held an important directorship in Big Ben, so he immediately noticed Ampei Yasuo's actions.

Xiao Yu immediately answered using the voice of Qingming Onmyoji.

Morrigan, the goddess of war, is one of the ancestral spirits of the Celtic tribe who inherited the seal.

This is an internal issue of the Celtic family, and their transcendent forces are not good to intervene in this matter without the consent of the Celtic Hall of Valor.

Xiao Yu's answer naturally passed through the mouth of Ampere Yasuf and sent it to the table in the roundtable meeting room of the Fog Capital of Britain.

The goddess of war Morrigan is not an extraterritorial evil spirit, but an ancestor hero.

This actually explains why the goddess phantom is human-like, and it is so in line with human aesthetics.

just……

Looking at the clear, black and bold Celtic word.

A senior official with a beer belly next to the Prime Minister raised his hat and threw it on the ground.

"This must be intentional!"

"The Celtics must have been deliberately procrastinating to help us!"

"No, it can't be like this. It should be our official representative of the British region!" The angry senior official shouted for a while, and shouted at the foreign minister: "You have to tell the extraordinary forces in other regions. We ask them on behalf of Britain. help!"

"We are orthodox!"

"This..." The Minister of Foreign Affairs looked at his colleagues with a bitter expression, spreading his hands and said: "The answer is very clear."

"Mortals belong to the kingship, and the extraordinary belong to the extraordinary."

"We emphasize that we are the orthodox of Britain and represent all the people of Britain."

"But... other extraordinary forces don't recognize it!"

"No, don't you?"

The senior official squeezed his fists and gasped, "Isn't this bullying?"

"Damn it, I really thought that a Cthulhu that hasn't been resurrected could make Britain surrender?"

"Prime Minister!"

"Those guys are super unreliable, we have to figure out our own way!"

"Celtic Hall of Valor?" The Prime Minister kept rubbing the words on the tablet with his right thumb and sighed slightly.

He finally learned from the side that the British region also has a great heritage of extraordinary heritage.

But is this Murphy's law?The good is not the bad spirit.

Britain is really a place of extraordinary heritage left by the Celtics.

However, if they really hate the Norman Conquest, why didn't they do it in the first place?Why have you been in peace with them in recent decades?

"Among the extraordinary forces, there must be rules that we don't know restrict them."

The Prime Minister rubbed his forehead and whispered: "I don't believe that the other party will really watch the goddess of war Morrigan resurrect."

"Even if the goddess of war Morrigan is not an extraterritorial evil demon, but the ancestor heroic spirit of the local area, since it was sealed by them, it must be their enemy."

"They will definitely do it!"

"But the timing can be chosen, isn't it?" An official who was a historian reminded him once in a rare clever way: "When we were an empire in history, we were very good at choosing timing."

"..."

The Prime Minister glanced at the official and nodded: "It is true."

"Therefore, it is the best choice for us to tide over the difficulties on our own."

"I agree to receive military assistance from the French region. Their warships can reach the sea near Fog City and conduct military operations."

"In addition, I am willing to sign a document agreeing to an official trade agreement with Mosca in exchange for the support of the other's North European missile base."

Realizing that the extraordinary forces in Britain are likely to be willing to war goddess Morrigan to turn the fog into ruins before taking action.

The Prime Minister was no longer gentle, and began to be tough.

Of course, after voting on these motions, everyone at the round table got up and, accompanied by the secretary, prepared to take a special plane to leave Wudu.

Even though... after the appearance of the goddess of war Morrigan did not expand out of the eastern area of ​​the fog, and the monsters in the direction of Big Ben did not change.

But what if?

What if the powerhouse of the Celtic Hall of Valor opens up unscrupulously and accidentally injures the prime minister's residence?

At the critical moment, one's wealth and life must not be trusted, but these people's creed!