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The flames and detonation shock waves continued to sweep in all directions, more soldiers and superhumans died, and more buildings were set ablaze!

In the high temperature, the fuel tanks of the Challenger main battle tank and the Samurai infantry fighting vehicle began to explode, and a new explosion happened again!

The explosion quickly evacuated the oxygen, and those who were lucky enough to hide inside the building had an even more miserable end.

The feeling of suffocating to death is much more uncomfortable than being killed instantly by high temperature and shock waves.

British soldiers, transcendents with insufficient strength, enjoyed a real super feast!

Burning, pain, collapse, destruction...

At this moment, Westminster, the center of Britain, is a veritable hell!

There is a suffocated British soldier who wants to ask before dying: "Is this the taste of hell?"

No one answered!

Perhaps, from East Asia to Southeast Asia, from South Asia to the Middle East, from the Middle East to North America, those who have seen the true demeanor of a British gentleman and the glory of the so-called sun that never sets can tell them the answer!

Ronan stood on top of the London Eye, motionless as a mountain.

In the visual field of vision, red halos floated up one after another in the area where the flames ignited in the southwest.

Among them, there are even very few golden halos mixed in.

These halos turned into lightning bolts one after another, flying towards Ronan.

Soul fragments +4!

Soul fragments +6!

Soul fragments +12!

Soul fragments +25!

Soul Fragment of the Ancient +2...

The abundant soul power gave Ronan the illusion that he could become a perpetual motion machine!

A lot of mixed information appeared in his mind.

There's the Air Force, there's the Armored Corps, there's the Druids, there's the Knights of the Round Table, and there's the Anglican priests.

Ronan also further determined what supernatural powers Westminster had gathered.

Then, he set his sights on the two knights near the parliament building!

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The moment the Yunbo bomb exploded, Lan Maloch threw away the wine bottle, turned around and ran towards the side of the building next to the river!

Tristan was not slow at all, stepped on the edge of the parliament building, and jumped down!

Golden light was shining on them at the same time!

These two are fast, the detonation will come even faster!

The flame shock wave enveloped the two of them, and rushed out with a bang!

The golden light on Ranmaloch and Tristan went out, and the thousands of degrees of high temperature scorched their clothes and ignited their hair, almost turning them into human-shaped torches!

The two even smelled the smell of barbecue from themselves.

"what--"

The extreme pain even made Lan Maloch howl!

With a splash of water, the two fell into the Thames!

The flames on his body were extinguished, and Lanmaloch finally felt better. He surfaced and shouted: "Ronan the Destroyer, I must kill you!"

Turning to look at the shore, centered on the cathedral and the Houses of Parliament, half of Westminster was caught in a big explosion!

The sky is red, London is bright...

With such a big bang, who else is there besides that lunatic Ronan the Destroyer?

How many people caught in the explosion survived?

Arthur and them?

While thinking this way, he seemed to hear something and felt danger.

But the whistling wind from the deflagration and the blast, as well as the roasted ears, all affected Lan Malok's hearing.

He subconsciously wants to swing the sword!

His half-baked muscles made his movements extremely slow!

With a puff sound, a black arrow was inserted into Lan Malok's forehead, and then came out from the back of his head again!

Tristan's vocal cords had been burned, and he tried his best to raise his sword in the water, feeling pain everywhere in his body: "No!"

On top of the London Eye, Ronan held Saladin's bow, and an obsidian magic arrow was attached to the bowstring.

Take advantage of the enemy's illness and kill the enemy!

The bowstring vibrates, and the arrow turns into a shooting star!

Tristan stepped on the water with both feet, trying to jump up to the surface, trying to avoid the arrow!

The knight sword swung vigorously!

Perseveringly, the body was seriously injured, and his strength plummeted.

Before Tristan yelled "No" shut, the black light penetrated into the mouth, and pierced through the back of his head with a puff.

The sword falls into the water, and the person sinks to the bottom of the river.

Two red halos flew towards Ronan!

Soul fragments +65!

Soul fragments +66!

Two fourth-order knights!

Ronan can't name him, but he must be a Knight of the Round Table!

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In Westminster Abbey, the dome is collapsing, flames are pouring in wildly, and the oxygen concentration has dropped to less than one-fifth of normal.

Whitehall Vice-Secretary Barkley couldn't breathe a breath of oxygen, one hand choked his neck in pain, and the other hand tried to catch one master after another in the air.

"help me!"

These words are stuck in my throat, I can't spit them out!

The roaring flames swept across Barkley's body. The Whitehall deputy survived for a while, convulsing and writhing in pain.

The boulder falling from the dome just hit him, and the flesh and blood with sparks flew up like fireflies!

The other people in the cathedral were divided into three groups.

A golden light curtain was set up around Arthur's body, which automatically isolated the flames and high temperature, maintaining a normal space.

Gawain and Lancelot drew out their long swords and picked apart the falling boulder.

Barry planted a seed, and the twisted and twisted vines wound around and around, wrapping up a tight tree house, blocking all attacks.

Under the high temperature and flames, vines kept withering and turning into ashes, but new vines always grew to keep the tree house intact.

The people of the Anglican Church gathered together. On the scepter in the hand of the Patriarch Cumbret, the golden angel crystal shone with light, and the mask was like an upside-down bowl, blocking out a safe space.

The three leaders are very strong, and consume a lot of energy. The large protective circle they propped up consumes a lot.

It is not only necessary to isolate the flame and high temperature, but also to ensure that there is enough air to breathe.

They can protect a group of subordinates, but they are unable to protect Westminster Abbey.

The crystal chandelier has long since fallen to pieces!

The wooden thrones crowned by the British kings of all ages were on fire, and before Camberlet and Arthur even had time to cast their spells, they were already burned to ashes in the high temperature of thousands of degrees!

Camberlet's face was white and his eyes were closed. He could feel the remains of one British king after another being completely burned!

Arthur looked over, his voice was weak but extremely firm: "No matter what, Ronan the Destroyer must die today!"

Camberlet's voice was very soft, but in a chaotic noise, it spread throughout every part of the church: "I am here, I am not going anywhere, I am here to kill this enemy!"

Arthur's anger was palpable: "Ronan the Destroyer is trampling on the glory of Britain!"

Barry said at this time: "I heard the angry roar of Mother Earth, Ronan the Destroyer is destroying our natural balance!"

"Everyone, what's the face of Britain when Westminster is attacked like this?" Arthur slowly drew the sword from his waist: "Today, put aside your prejudices, cooperate sincerely, and kill Ronan!"

"Good!" The other two leaders agreed.

Three groups of people stood here quietly, waiting for the flames to disperse.

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London's West End, on the edge of Notting Hill.

On the top of a building, Merida was the first to see the flames shining over Westminster with the excellent eyesight of an archer.

"The signal is coming!" She pointed over there: "Look!"

Hecate and Fergus looked at Westminster together.

The fire suddenly lit up, and it was as bright as day in an instant, and the night turned to the light. The eyes were somewhat uncomfortable, and several people covered their eyes one after another.

Rumbling--

The sound of detonation came at this time!

The southern half of Westminster was almost completely engulfed in flames!

This firework is extraordinarily pure, only a fiery red ball, but extraordinarily big!

It's so big that it makes people happy and inspiring, and I can't help but applaud!

It seemed as if a brand new fiery red sun had lit up over London!

"Anglo-Saxons!" Fergus patted the wild boar's head: "These liars, murderers, and murderers have finally been punished!"

Boar Head said: "With such a large-scale explosion, will the Knights of the Round Table, the Druids and the people of the Anglican Church suffer heavy casualties?"

Hecate was also very excited, as if the rising fireworks had ignited her fighting spirit: "They must have suffered heavy casualties. In the past, more people beat us than we did, but now it's the other way around!"

She kept the necessary calmness: "For Arthur's level, it is difficult to be fatal, but it can greatly consume their strength!"

Merida's eyes were particularly sharp, and she pointed in the direction of the parliament building: "The last brilliance of the everlasting sun is extinguished!"

"Ronan the Destroyer has done what we've always wanted to do but dared not do, now it's our turn!" Hecate clenched his staff tightly: "Merida, send out the army of monsters!"

At the bottom of the Thames River, the few Cyclopes who had been hidden for many years and were lying on the bottom of the river flowed down the river, approaching the section of the Parliament Building.

In London's sewers and some closed subway passages, goblins are running wildly, approaching the cathedral area.

Both sides waited for the flames and heat above ground to dissipate.

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In the outskirts of London, a garage controlled by the Syndicate.

The electric roof had already been opened, and the muzzles of the two M777 howitzers were pointing obliquely at the sky.

Behind the artillery position, the door of the soul is still open.

The two artillery crews led by Raul and Hansen are ready to fire.

Helen stood at the top of the garage, watching Westminster through the telescope.

Don't count the time, the explosion is the signal!

Waiting silently seems to be suffering.

Until the sun rises bright and dazzling over the city of Westminster!

The signal has arrived!

"Fire!" Helen shouted into the radio, and immediately jumped off.

At the same time, Raul and Hansen shouted in unison: "Fire!"

boom!boom--