my beauty world

The giant puppet blew itself up, and its power was no less than that of a thousand-pound bomb. Windsor Castle, which was already in ruins, was about to be razed to the ground.

The sky was full of dust and gravel, mixed with the wind and snow and falling down. The Celtic extraordinary and the knights of the round table had difficulty getting up for a while, and the battle was interrupted strangely.

Ronan and Vivienne, who were hundreds of meters apart, were still at the same time, as if the TV screen had pressed the pause button.

Wearing a dragon skin battle suit, holding a bone sword dripping with blood and brains, standing in the snowstorm like a pillar of the sky.

The other was naked, covered with wounds all over his body, his skin was dry and wrinkled like a Gobi, his shriveled chest was missing one, leaving a scar the size of a bowl, and he was in a very embarrassing situation.

The two are in stark contrast.

Ronan only felt that the scenery around him changed drastically. When he saw it clearly, he found that he was standing under the world tree of Avalon.

Surrounded by flowers, colorful and graceful.

In the midst of a hundred flowers competing for beauty, that person suddenly looked back, like a fairy Lingbo.

To be precise, it has the pure and charming charm of a fairy, and the sexy temptation of a banshee.

She is within reach!
As long as Ronan stretches out his hand and walks a few steps forward, he can kiss Fangze.

Vivienne's chest is magnificent, and the deep V opening of the thin wizard robe extends all the way to the bottom of the navel.

Inspirational!

The fairy in the lake stretched out her finger and hooked it slightly towards Ronan.

Ronan lifted his foot and took a step forward.

Vivian smiled confidently and charmingly. In this spiritual world, she saw a red heart on Ronan's head.

He thought this red heart was prepared for her.

Even Merlin has been a licking dog for so many years, let alone this young man with blood on his face?
Vivienne knew that it was the first time to give some favors, so she hooked her hands immediately: "Come here."

Ronan walked forward step by step, gradually approaching.

Vivienne stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his cheek.

Suddenly, a big hand grabbed her wrist and pulled it violently.

Vivian smiled: "Don't worry, you have to learn how to serve fairies, kneel down to me..."

A crisp sound!
Vivienne was stunned, unable to speak the second half, and looked at Ronan in disbelief.

Ronan raised his hand and pulled it back again!

Snapped!
The back of his hand twitched on Vivienne's other cheek!
Then, Ronan grabbed Vivian's wrist with one hand, and pulled the afterimage with the other hand, and slapped Vivian's face back and forth!

Clap clap clap!

This crisp sound represents the highest state of love!
Attacks in the spiritual world seem unable to cause real damage.

Vivian was stunned!

Even if Merlin's old licking dog didn't do such an excessive thing when he betrayed her, he still wanted to be with her forever.

What kind of monster is this Ronan the Destroyer?

Is it a man?
"Do you think you're still that fairy? Wake up, don't dream!" Ronan launched a mental attack because his hands couldn't cause substantial damage, and said while hitting: "Open your eyes and see what you look like now! The toad is scary, its hair is like a haystack, its teeth are rotten and rootless, and a chest is missing!"

Just as Ronan said, Vivian looked down at herself.

Withered red hair, wrinkled skin, sagging breasts, and one less...

How can there be a fairy?Granny Yaga is a thousand times prettier than her!
Ronan shouted loudly: "Did you see it? Recognize yourself!"

While speaking, he stopped his whipping hand, pulled a handful of leaves from the nearby flowers, and wiped the hand that had hit Vivienne vigorously, as if it was stained with something disgusting.

Vivienne, the fairy in the lake, could no longer bear it at this moment, and let out a piercing scream: "Ah! Ah——"

Ronan tried his best to resist the uncomfortable howl of the banshee, the surrounding scenery was shattered by the scream, Avalon disappeared immediately, and the cold feeling of the wind and snow on his face returned.

The ground was trembling, the ruins of the castle were rolling, and Vivienne's screams continued from the spiritual world to reality.

How does the fairy face and endure that broken, dry, and ugly body?
…………

Washington, White House.

In the Oval Office, the current commander-in-chief is convening a closed-door meeting with a group of staff to discuss how to deal with the raging political attacks and impeachment cases.

Zatan, who was disguised as Garrett Walker, didn't care at all, and didn't plan to sit in this position for a long time.

But the appearance should be sufficient, so as not to reveal the stuffing.

You can't do nothing and just get out of here.

Lilith will eventually return to the present world, and only by making contributions can she get more gifts.

The staff's words made Zatan drowsy, and there was a sudden knock on the door, and Kyle, the director of the White Room Special Service Team, went to open the door in person.

The person who hurried in was the National Security Affairs Assistant, and he said as soon as he entered the door: "Mr. President, just got the news from the NATO European Allied Forces Command, the British Prime Minister's official residence and the U.S. Army Command in the UK. Ronan the Destroyer appeared in Burke, England. The town of Windsor in the county is attacking Windsor Castle with Celtic superhumans!"

Hearing Ronan's name, the drowsiness in Zaitan's head dissipated, and he immediately came to his senses: "Ronan the Destroyer appeared in Windsor Castle?"

"Yes!" said the security affairs assistant: "The British asked us to send air force support!"

The chief of staff interrupted: "Where is the royal family?"

The security affairs assistant replied: "It's in the underground shelter of Windsor Castle!"

Another staff member said: "Ronan the Destroyer is crazy!"

The person next to him said: "He is a madman with a brain problem!"

Zatan did not speak for the time being, but instead concentrated on thinking.

The security affairs assistant said: "Britain is our most important ally and our fulcrum in Europe. Once Britain becomes chaotic, our interests in Europe will be seriously damaged. I suggest sending the air force to support immediately, even if it cannot destroy Ronan, we must also drive him away to ensure the safety of the royal family."

The chief of staff reminded: "During Ronan the Destroyer's previous two attacks on London, the British army lost many Typhoon fighter jets and Jaguar attack planes. Our F15 and F16 have passed, can they return to the base?"

Another staff member said: "There is no need to let our precious fighter planes and pilots die for the British!"

"But we can't ignore it." The security affairs assistant considered the overall situation: "The more critical the time is, the more tough the United States must be, and it must be responsible for the security of its allies and the whole world!"

He was also thinking about it while speaking, and put forward a new suggestion: "According to the NATO Collective Defense Treaty, we can use cruise missiles on the British Isles in times of crisis!"

This suggestion seemed relatively safe, and others nodded their heads.

The security affairs assistant looked at the commander-in-chief: "I suggest to notify the Pentagon immediately to launch Tomahawk missiles at Windsor Castle. The underground fortress of Windsor Castle is strong enough to withstand the shock wave of tactical nuclear bombs. The power of Tomahawk missiles will not threaten the safety of the royal family!"

Zatan didn't answer, and, as Garrett Walker was accustomed to, he rested his chin on his hand and seemed to be considering an unusually serious question.

The security affairs assistant couldn't help but said: "Mr. President, the British royal family..."

Zatan raised his head and pressed down with one hand. Instead of answering the words of the security affairs assistant, he asked, "When Ronan the Destroyer clashed with the CIA at the US-Mexico border, how much economic loss did he bring to the United States?"

The chief of staff first scolded the CIA in his heart for being idiots, and then said: "Only counting people, things, buildings and equipment, etc., excluding the stock market and other collateral effects, there are at least 8000 billion US dollars."

His face was quite serious: "If you count the stock market and economic development, as well as the attacks of those brain-dead parties who learned from him, the numbers are too scary..."

Zatan stood up and said as he walked: "Ronan has caused such great pain to the United States. With his madness and ability, he will definitely bring more pain to the United States in the future!"

The security affairs assistant replied: "Yes, it can be expected."

The chief of staff agreed: "That's a lunatic who is an enemy of the world!"

Zatan said step by step: "On a personal level, Ronan is already America's greatest enemy! To stop his continued harm to America, we must eliminate him! Don't hesitate, make up your mind!"

He came to the desk and slapped it on the table: "At any cost, kill Ronan!"

The Security Affairs Assistant had a bad feeling.

Zatan seemed determined: "Use tactical nuclear weapons to eliminate Ronan!"

Before anyone could react, he asked, "Where is the closest nuclear weapon in the United States to Britain?"

Someone replied: "We have a nuclear submarine in the North Atlantic."

Zatan held out his hand: "Suitcase."

The custodian immediately brought a black box over.

The security affairs assistant jumped up and stopped between the box and the commander-in-chief: "Mr. commander-in-chief, the consequences of using a nuclear bomb on the land of an ally are too serious. That is Britain! Windsor Castle and the British royal family..."

Zatan said: "The underground fortress of Windsor Castle can withstand the impact of tactical nuclear bombs, as you just said."

The consequences of using nuclear bombs are too serious, and no one wants to bet. What if Britain reacts violently and launches a counterattack?
After all, the royal family is still at Windsor Castle!

The chief of staff, who has already been the second-five boy of the Mensa club, didn't want Washington to drop a nuclear bomb, so he hurriedly said: "We save the British royal family in this way, the British will not appreciate it, those guys who appear to be gentlemen, in their bones A band of brigands, they will fight back! Then our most reliable alliance will collapse, and we will no longer be responsible to the world!"

Zatan wanted to mess up the United States and NATO, and killed Ronan by the way: "Needless to say, I have made up my mind!"

The security affairs assistant refused to budge. There was no other way. The family business was either in Washington or New York. Once the British counterattacked, these two must be the number one targets.

He said loudly: "This is not a time of war, and no enemy has launched a nuclear strike or war attack against the United States! Sir, the combat preparation has not been activated. Even if you issue a nuclear attack order, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff needs to use the second set of passwords. You can't launch a nuclear bomb!"

Openly opposing the Grand Commander's decision, the position of security affairs assistant will inevitably be lost afterwards.

But a political position is lost, as long as the family capital is still there, it is not difficult to seek other positions.

Zatan picked up the phone and said, "Pick up the Pentagon."

The rest of the people felt uneasy. The commander was determined to use the nuclear bomb.

The chief of staff did not continue to persuade, looking at Garrett Walker who was on the phone, feeling a little strange.

In the first few months after he took office, the Grand Commander had indeed shown great determination in the face of Ronan the Destroyer's frenzied attack. He wanted to use the military power of the United States to completely wipe out Ronan.

But after a series of setbacks, Garrett-Walker was almost unanimously challenged from the public to media opinion to political and business levels.

Especially near Skull Island, the sinking of the Reagan aircraft carrier battle group dealt a huge blow to Garrett-Walker.

The Grand Commander chose to be an ostrich when it came to Ronan's affairs, buried his head, and pretended that Ronan didn't exist.

Let alone actively responding.

Now, the commander-in-chief wants to use a nuclear bomb?
Although Garrett Walker is not the smartest among the recent leaders, the change of mind is too fast.

In the past, he didn't even want to hear news about Ronan the Destroyer.

Now, he wants to nuke Ronan.

The chief of staff thought of Banning again, and then looked at Kyle who was guarding the Oval Office. Compared with the picture in his memory, he felt an inexplicable sense of incongruity.

Can't tell exactly.

The mensa clubhouse stared at the white room and turned around to talk.

Zatan's words came to his ears at this time: "If you want to use it, you must use it immediately, General Herbert. When you discuss the results, Ronan the Destroyer will have left Britain long ago!"

In a non-wartime state, the power of the Grand Commander is limited.

The pigs in the Pentagon disagreed with his use of nukes.

"You don't know the damage Ronan the Destroyer caused to America, and the great threat he poses to America?"

After a stalemate for a while, Zatan had no choice but to try his best to persuade the other side: "If he launches an attack against the United States next time, General Herbert, will you take someone to destroy him?"

On the side of the Pentagon, Herbert was silent for a short while, always maintaining enough rationality: "Launching a nuclear strike on Windsor Castle will cause the collapse of NATO and the complete disintegration of the existing world system and framework, which will cause even greater losses to the United States! Lose global leadership!"

He also wants to eliminate Ronan: "I fully agree with your opinion on Ronan, he must be eliminated as soon as possible! But it should not be in the UK! Sir, as long as it is not in a major NATO member state, as long as the target does not have nuclear weapons, I agree with the use of tactics Nuke the Destroyer!"

When the United States decides that a country has weapons of mass destruction, the country had better have it.

If not, things are really troublesome.

In the Oval Office, Zatan checked the time. A few minutes had passed since he got the news, and the delay was too long.

They might have finished work over there.

Zatan finally gave up this time, but said: "I hope next time, when we determine the whereabouts of Ronan the Destroyer, you can support me!"

General Herbert replied: "As long as the launch conditions are met, I will support it unconditionally."

This motion ended without a problem, and it was finally decided to only send fighter planes to take off routinely and patrol from afar.

After the meeting ended, everyone left the Oval Office one after another.

Soon, only Zatan, Kyle, and Kyle's men remained in the office.

Zatan said: "This group of damned American bureaucrats should be transformed into blood servants!"

Kyle didn't speak.

Zatan vented, and said, "Let the Johnson family do it quickly. If Walker's relatives don't die, accidents may happen."

…………

England, Berkshire, Windsor Castle ruins.

Vivienne failed to occupy, and her mental power was backlashed, and she fell into the strange mood of disillusionment in the green tea world.

Ronan endured the brain swelling caused by the howling of the banshee, and his strong spirit tried his best to resist the mental shock. Suddenly, his feet exerted force, and he jumped up with only the strength of his body!

The dirt ground couldn't bear his full strength, and it sank with a bang, and a hole of nearly half a meter collapsed in a radius of more than ten meters.

Ronan jumped in front of Vivienne in one step, and the Dragon Bone Sword slashed across!

The banshee's head flew!
Ronan struck very quickly, and in an instant, four swords slashed down. Vivienne's limbs were separated from her body, and her dry torso fell to the ground.

Vivienne's soul was not found in the vision of the spirit vision that was always on.

Ronan was a ruthless man, and when Vivienne's head fell off, he slashed him right in the middle!
His head hit the ground like a rubber ball, and all of them were buried in the soil.

Then, another sword pierced Vivian's heart.

Again, still no soul floating.

On the ground, the split head was getting together and slowly healing.

Severed limbs crawled toward the torso, propelled by fingers and toes, as if alive.

Obviously, Vivienne is not dead!
"You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" Vivian's ugly head made a voice of resentment: "When I come back again, your fate will be like Merlin's!"

Ronan took out the fine gold coffin and box that originally contained Vivienne's body: "I killed Merlin."

Vivian cursed the fairy: "You despicable, shameless, insidious and ugly destroyer, you don't keep your promises and break the covenant!"

Ronan didn't bother to talk to her anymore, and put the torso and head of the Banshee of the Lake into a coffin and a box respectively.

In addition, several other alloy boxes were found, and Vivian's limbs were installed.

Vivienne has almost no belongings, and the few things she has are of little value.

After being used by Ronan, the fairy in the lake was divided into corpses again!
How to kill Vivian, you can think of a way later.

The gravel and dust brought up by the giant puppet beast had just fallen away. Hecate leaned on a huge rock with the crow's head staff, blood came out from the corner of his mouth, and he kept coughing.

Morgan Le Fei was thrown into the air by the explosion. Although he was not fatally injured, he struggled to get up from the ground.

She looked at Ronan, her eyes widening: "Vivienne! Vivienne..."

Hecate roughly saw it just now, stared at Ronan, and said, "We are obviously comrades in arms!"

Ronan said: "Yes! But Vivian attacked me. She used a mental attack on me, trying to turn me into what Merlin used to be."

Hecate didn't doubt that, because Vivienne, the Witch King, was a pompous fairy.

Ronan seemed particularly magnanimous: "I released Vivienne, and I won't blame the modern Celtic Transcendent, so I re-sealed Vivienne. Hecate, our cooperation is over, you can take care of yourself."

Hecate clenched the crow's head staff, looked at the seriously injured Merida, Fergus, and Morgan Lefey in a blink of an eye, and finally said nothing.

Ronan looked into the distance. In the long wind and snow, several Knights of the Round Table headed by Gaharad were also seriously injured and were fleeing in embarrassment.

There are also a few Cyclops and Goblin bosses chasing after them.

Instead of chasing them down, Ronan felt that it was better for them to live.

In this way, the extraordinary power of the Celtics will not occupy an absolute overwhelming advantage in the British Isles.

Relatively stable Britain and Anza, with Scotland and Celts, is not what Ronan wants to see.

Ronan's purpose is to make Britain completely chaotic!
It is best to fight to the death on both sides!
Ronan quickly cleaned up the battlefield, put away all the trophies including the oak staff, and walked to the huge pit dug by the giant puppet beast. Below it was the underground shelter of Windsor Castle.

This is an existence similar to the White House bunker.

"Your enemy, the ruler of Britain, is here." Ronan looked at Hecate: "Give it to you."

He reminded: "The operation of the London War Command has been a great success, and I have fulfilled my promise."

Even Hecate couldn't refute this, because Ronan's promise didn't include Vivian, the Witch King.

"I wish you defeat Anza and establish a kingdom that truly belongs to the Celts." Ronan launched teleportation, and he disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already in the forest ten kilometers away.

The power of the soul gathered, opened the door of the soul, and dragged those boxes into the temple of the soul.

Here in the ruins of the castle, the four transcendents headed by Hecate dragged their seriously injured bodies to the front of the huge pit where the refuge was located.

Merida temporarily fixed her arms and shoulders, and said, "This bunker can withstand nuclear bombs!"

"Spellcasters like me, even Vivienne in his heyday, can't resist the power of the bomb explosion you mentioned head-on." Morgan Lefei closed his eyes, feeling the mental power fluctuations below: "But some Spells can ignore this pure physical barrier!"

She captured those fluctuating spirits: "Curse of Exhaustion!"

These curse spells are not very easy to use on strong individuals, but they are easy to use against ordinary people.

Morgan Le Fei cast the curse of exhaustion, waited for a while, and could no longer feel the spirit of being alive, and cast the spell again: "Corpse Explosion!"

Hecate felt something and asked, "Okay?"

Morgan Lefey wiped off the blood that flowed out from the corner of his mouth again, and nodded: "Let's go!"

Hecate took out the key, opened the pre-set portal, and entered Avalon with the others.

After a short period of chaos, Windsor Castle quickly returned to calm. The heavy snow falling from the sky covered the rubble ruins, covering corpses one after another.

After a long time of calm, someone rushed over to check the situation and quickly reported to London.

But London is in turmoil.

The Kingdom of Britain is facing the biggest crisis since World War II!

At this moment, there is no Indian blood to shed.

Avalon, after simple healing, Hecate, the president of the Witch Guild, immediately ordered: "Accord with the plan!"

Today's beheading operation is only part of Celtic's self-reliance plan. It must take advantage of the chaos at the top of Britain to win power such as the army.

When politicians end their disputes and redefine the division of power, there is bound to be a violent conflict.

Even war.

The Celtics must take advantage of this short period of time.