Row after row, row after row, the steam mechas took uniform steps in the square of Londinium, and the ground began to shake slightly with their powerful steps.
Queen Aslan, who is wearing a crown, is holding the Holy Sword of Eden with one hand and her eyes are sharp.
The wind blew up the crimson cloak behind her and her long, stiff golden hair.
"Victoria!"
"Victoria!"
"Chang Shengli! Mu Rongguang! God Save the Queen!!!"
With a buzzing sound, the holy sword was unsheathed and pointed towards the sky.
Golden light suddenly appeared, piercing the sky and disturbing the flying clouds.
"We set out today, the goal is to find the prince!"
Teams of steam mechas entered the portal set up in the middle of the square and rushed towards the unknown territory.
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Demon King Sarkaz is twenty-three years old, and he is becoming more and more cold, majestic, and arrogant, making it difficult for people to approach him.
However, I have been troubled by one thing recently.
She was urged to marry.
Still two people she couldn't say no to.
But although the land of Terra is huge, how can anyone be worthy of her?
No, there is still one.
Only that man is worthy of being her husband.
But he disappeared and could not be found no matter how hard he looked for him.
According to Sister Eliza, because the amount of information contained in the body is too large, it is unable to stabilize its own state after losing its divinity and is lost in the history layer.
Then there is no other way.
For a lifelong event, the devil is ready to take action himself.
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Just write whatever you want, don’t take it seriously.
