In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Master Babbage, you can really do it..."

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Originally green mountains and green waters, the capped Alps are a world-famous resort, with mirror-like lakes, green grass and towering peaks, and some farmers herding sheep in the mountains, no matter how restless people will feel A few traces of tranquility.

But at this moment, a huge steel wall separates the inside from the outside. Inside are hundreds of chimneys spewing white smoke, and outside are pitch-black turrets; Patrol, and the sky is constantly launching giant warships.

Hard as steel, filled with the breath of iron and blood, this is Chaldea, this is the paradise of war madness, every cell is engraved with perseverance.

Rosen had thought about using this as the United Nations of the new era, which would definitely have more control than the old era. At least this city would never fall, and the armaments inside would be enough to destroy any country.However, it's too much trouble, he prefers a quiet place and heroic spirits to live in seclusion.

When he came down from the hill, he was immediately locked on by the turret and the power armor. Rosen was a little surprised. He could still be detected after he restrained his magic power. It must be that the magic radar had made a new breakthrough.

He didn't want to break the rules made by Yuzao, so Rosen didn't tear up the space and proceed directly, and just stood there waiting for the arrival of the power armor.

When the king finally returned to the throne, the first encounter was a bit embarrassing. The face card has long been proven to be the most useless thing in the world, and the comparison of magic power fluctuations also takes time. Fortunately, the patrol captain is an acquaintance.

"Your Excellency Rosen?" The voice changed by the instrument was a little rough, and it was vaguely recognizable as a boy's voice.

"Emiya Shirou? You are the one leading the team?"

Rosen was a little amused, and then saw a puff of steam coming out of the power armor on his head, and a red-haired boy emerged from the center.He was wearing a Chaldean black and white military uniform, and the childishness on his face had long since faded, giving off a sense of soldier's fortitude. He twisted the helmet in his hand, and there was a long and narrow scar on the side of his face.

'Playing... a bit too big. '

Seeing Juxia being played like this, Rosen was also stunned. In just a few years, that high school student really became a Predator.Nima, what's the matter with the scar on your face?What happened to that vicissitudes of face?It is estimated that it is impossible to say the idiotic statement that "people will die if they are killed".

"your face?"

"Report to Lord Rosen, this is left over from the Battle of Uruk." The crippled giant was succinct, his mouth skills had obviously degenerated into negative numbers, and his muscles had grown explosively.

"I heard that a small team captured tens of thousands of enemy troops and remained undefeated in two thousand training battles. Emiya Shirou, you really did not disappoint me. Do you regret coming from the quiet Fuyuki City to the noisy battlefield?"

The young man who should have been smiling shyly beat his chest with a fist, straightened his waist, and showed determination on his face, "Give your heart to the future of mankind!"

Allen...Shirou?

Rosen felt that if he continued to ask, his nerves would go out of control, and he patted the young man on the shoulder, "I expect you to make greater contributions, now lead the way."

"Yes. The third team, all members participate in the escort mission!"

It could be seen that Lieutenant Emiya Shiro had a high prestige, no one raised any doubts, and they formed two teams to escort Rosen to the gate of the city.The closer it is, the more fortifications there will be. Counting the neon lights, it has been two years since Mr. Babbage repaired the tortoise's shell to make it thicker.

At the gate of the city, I ran into an acquaintance again, Emiya Kiritsugu had lived a long life in this life, and now he was doing a leisurely job as a gatekeeper. The two looked at each other at the gate, and Kiritsugu nodded gently to express his gratitude.

Of course he is full of smiles, at least Chaldea is the safest place in the world, even if the world is destroyed, it will be the last refuge, and his son's ideal has been realized--

Of course, Kiritsugu was completely unaware of the disastrous deviation from the track.

"The Gate of Chaldea is handed over to you." Rosen threw a cigarette.

"Don't worry, no matter who it is, I will guard until the last moment."

A few words are enough for the man's promise, Rosen twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled after passing by.

Very good, after defeating the gods, you can throw the pot away again.

Before the war started, Rosen had already started to make arrangements for the future. It would be impossible to lose such a large piece of property in Chaldea, and Semiramis must not be reassuring.

With Babbage and Arash as the backbone, coupled with the sufficient support of the princess and others, the world police will not do it anyway, it is too wicked, and the last one is already cold, unless there is something like the end of the world, Rosen Never mind.

Shirou Emiya, who is dedicated to carrying out justice, couldn't imagine that Lord Rosen, who is known as the banner of humanity, was already thinking about throwing the blame. He went deeper and deeper into the city. suddenly see the light.

A chimney constantly spewing white smoke stands in the distance, and a square of tens of thousands of square meters is full of power armor, most of which are just finished shells and have not been strengthened by magic. On the other side, a series of six-barrel cannons have been produced , which is also mixed with some large-caliber rifled guns.

And farther away is the battleship assembly workshop. A [-]-meter-long giant battleship has been built for the most part and is undergoing outfitting of the armed system. Glory.

Firepower is justice and range is truth.Babbage wanted to maximize the combat power of his works. This is the War Factory, where the world's highest-level war machines are manufactured.

Rosen smiled satisfied when he saw the killing machines all over the floor.

Chaldea's hegemony has three pillars, the first is its own combat power that surpasses all heroic spirits, the second is the heroic spirit battle group formed by Tamazamae and others, and the third is the conventional combat power that surpasses other countries by an era!

Yes, when others are still playing with five pairs of road wheels and the original bombs are completely dependent on inventory, this is already a world of mechas and battleships. It is no exaggeration to say that destroying 80% of the countries in the world does not need to dispatch heroic spirits at all. Power armor will suffice.

With a distance of hundreds of miles, the electromagnetic cannon was used to call names first, followed by the barrage of bullets. Except for the mind-controlling spirits, no one would benefit from confronting them head-on.After all, if the heroic spirit falls, he will never come back, and if the battleship is shot down, it can be replenished in a few months.

"Master, you're here." Arash sensed Rosen's energy fluctuations and walked out of the building on one side.

This is the most heavily defended place. The forts around are like hedgehogs, and the barriers are stacked layer after layer. There are multiple heroic spirits guarding it at any time, because one of Rosen's most precious treasures is stored in it, and it is the use of conventional combat power. premise.

which is--

The Holy Grail of Blood and the Origin Bullet Armor Ritual!

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The origin bomb has now initially eliminated the holy spar bomb, not only because it is more powerful, but also because of its convenient production.

Compared with the holy spar bullet that needs to be mined-half heroic spirit dissolves plasticity, the origin bullet only needs a heroic guard who signed a contract with Rosen, and then can produce ammunition of various calibers according to needs, which is comparable to shaping them with magic power. Countless times faster.And thanks to the transportation captains like Sombra, Heroic Spirit doesn't need to be a charger, and the Holy Grail of Blood that absorbs infinite energy can naturally be produced.

Rosen didn't selfishly absorb the energy of the Holy Grail, but chose to use it where it was most needed. The death of 'Neng' made the Holy Grail full, even if half of it was left, God knows how many origin bombs he could make.

So the operation has almost been completed, when the time comes, tons and tons of ammunition will be thrown at the 'Original' to see if he summons more monsters or has more shells!

"Well. The day Chaldea was built | I went to the Far East. It seems that you have done a good job these days." Rosen nodded and raised his finger to the right. "How is the production of the origin bomb?"

"During the maximum speed production, within tomorrow, five thousand tons of ammunition will be shipped to Daqin." The hero pointed to the battleship floating in the air. This battleship has few weapons on it, but it has a huge belly. It seems that it is for transporting special manufacture.