Chapter 335

After changing his Doraemon T-shirt, beach pants, and flip-flops into a British-style navy blue suit, an extended broadcloth trench coat, and a top hat, Wang Quan walked out of the prison fortress with his cane.

Looking up at the cloudless blue sky, Wang Quan raised his hand to cover his eyes. "The sun is so dazzling …"

Next to him, the warden said proudly, "You won't see this kind of weather in London."

He thought that Wang Quan was praising him.

However, it did not matter. Now that Wang Quan could leave, he was in a good mood!

Especially when Wang Quan directly took away all 28 monsters in the prison.

He, the Warden, felt so good that he could fly.

As for what was there to guard in this prison without the monsters …

There was only one thing on his mind now. He wanted to make a mistake. He wanted to be fired.

France was about to attack. Although the queen had inherited the power of the witch, the new First Republic of France was too strong!

In the past ten years, they had overturned the Glorious Sun Knights who stayed in France. Relying on the Great Wall, they had beaten up another group of knights of the Cult of Thanatos stationed in the Netherlands several times in a row.

The headquarters of the Cult of Thanatos remained silent about this.

After ten years of development, France did not know why they had to cross the sea to attack England.

Perhaps it was because of the obsession of the two countries that had loved and killed each other for 900 years?

Anyway, no matter which side was stronger, they had to fight the other side.

Moreover, England still had the other half of the Glorious Sun Knights. It was normal for them to attack.

Seeing that the England Empire was about to collapse, the warden was now thinking about how to save his life and become a rich man.

England?

Helping Princess Elizabeth in the end was the greatest repayment he could give to Yingjili.

As the warden waved goodbye with a reluctant look in his eyes, Wang Quan asked Elizabeth beside him, "So? Your Royal Highness, what are we doing down here? Are we going directly to that lake in Scotland? "

"Let's go back to London first. I'm going to gather some of the members of the National Guard Knights to act together."

"Uh-huh, you're the boss. Whatever you say." Wang Quan shrugged.

Anyway, they were now mercenaries, the kind that could rebel and run away at any time. They would do whatever Her Royal Highness said.

If France really attacked, they would definitely rebel on the spot.

As for hiring them as bodyguards …

Words that were spoken were like farts that had been let out. They couldn't be taken back.

But if words were treated as farts, why should they care about it?

Elizabeth rode on the unicorn that she "bought" from Wang Quan, lowered her head and asked, "What's your name?"

"Infino, some people call me … Forget it, Infino it is."

Wang Quan originally wanted to say, "Some people call me the King of Freaks, Peaceful Star."

After all, only Wangyue Lin and Ichiro Kenike knew about this thing in this world.

As long as the word got out, Ichiro Kenike would definitely know that it was him.

But … it was too shameful. Wang Quan didn't want to die yet.

"Come on up." Elizabeth raised her chin. "Let them wait outside London. You go back with me."

"It's still far from London, and there's no need for that."

It was not that Wang Quan was not lustful, but the girl was expressionless every day. There were too many girls that Wang Quan knew who were more beautiful than her.

And wearing steel plates, it would be meaningless to ride together.

"Then you want to walk?"

"There's no need."

Wang Quan snapped his fingers. One of the two girls in his Four Heavenly Kings, the "Knight of Death," raised her right hand and stuffed her thumb and index finger into her mouth. Then, she blew the bone whistle.

The originally clear blue sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds.

On the horizon, a group of spectral warhorses with green flames burning in their eyes and hooves came rolling over with a black fog.

When they got close, the spectral warhorses all stopped.

Wang Quan flipped over and mounted one of the horses. If the others were in human form, they would ride on the horse. If they were not in human form or were too big, they would either find a way to tie themselves to the horse or stand where they were. They could either run or fly.

Wang Quan then pointed at the unicorn that Elizabeth was riding.

The "Knight of Death" snapped his fingers.

One of the spectral warhorses charged straight into the body of the white unicorn horse.

Following that, the white unicorn horse's eyes burned with ghostly green flames as well as its hooves.

But none of them managed to hurt the unicorn horse.

"Let's go, that horse of yours is too slow"

Wang Quan's group rode the spectral warhorses out.

Elizabeth bit her lower lip, then kicked the horse's belly with her long legs. The unicorn horse also followed.

She wasn't sure if releasing these monsters was a good thing or a bad thing.

Just by looking at them, she could tell how powerful these monsters were.

And the only one among them that looked like a human, Wang Quan … became even more terrifying in Elizabeth's eyes.

Think about it, the boss that could control this group of monsters, how terrifying was he?

But there was no other way, in order to save the country … she couldn't turn back.

The prison fortress was located in Birmingham, which was northwest of London.

Relying on the spectral warhorses' powerful legs, the journey that should have taken two days only took less than four hours.

And this was the result of Wang Quan's group following Elizabeth's request along the way.

This was understandable.

With this group of strange-looking fellows walking on the main road, they would have long been regarded as the Devil King of Hell.

Arriving at a deserted forest in the suburbs, after instructing the others to rest there, Wang Quan took the "shadow blade" in his shadow and followed Elizabeth to London.

When they arrived at the outskirts of London, they saw that the walls of London had long been torn down, as well as the dark clouds and grayish-yellow haze that hung over their heads all year round. Wang Quan smiled. "I know why I made them wait so far away."

London was a "purgatory" that had more factories than Paris and could squeeze the flesh and blood of the people at the bottom of society even more.

Production naturally required wood, and the forests near London had been cut down. Even the stream flowing not far from Wang Quan's and Elizabeth's feet was tainted with metallic colors and reflected light!

London's city walls were torn down not because they were arrogant enough to believe that no army would be able to reach them, but because the city was not big enough.

The factory owners needed to expand production, so Parliament passed a motion to tear down the city walls.

This way, the factories could be expanded.

Wang Quan raised his head to look at the black skeleton that was more than 500 meters tall in London. There was a pair of grey wings that dripped with cement on its back.

Angel …

It was just an industrial angel with cement dripping from its wings and grease stains flowing from its body.

It floated silently in the sky above London, and a pair of eyes that flowed with oil looked down at the city.

Obviously, the tiny humans below couldn't see it at all.

However, despite its large size, Wang Quan could sense the power of a Mythical creature from it.

However … it was probably just a seed.

A Mythical Creature seed that had been infected by London's industrial pollution.

Wang Quan smacked his lips. This place was really steampunk.