Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

At nine o'clock, there was still one hour before the Queen's coronation ceremony was to begin.

On the highest peak on the island, guests from all sides who were attending the coronation ceremony entered one after another.

The well-informed guest turned pale and kept looking up at the sky.

Many people also became hesitant and hid in their hotels, afraid to come out.

Some people even left temporarily. Those who were given face would give an explanation to the British royal family, while those who were not would simply leave.

Yang Ning himself didn't seem to have any objections to this.

He just doesn't understand what these people are after.

However, when Luo Wente and Liang Yan noticed his furrowed brow as he watched the helicopters depart...

In less than twenty minutes, every single one of the officials who had left the official residence returned.

Regardless of the mournful expressions on the faces of the delegates, they all returned with heartfelt wishes for the Queen's coronation.

At 9:30, all the guests were in place.

Inside a secret room within the hotel, lies the temporary defense command base for Tianluo Island.

Looking at the latest intelligence, Rowent said to Liang Yan, "The western missile base in Orville has been secretly activated, and we expect them to launch Hurricane-2 missiles at us."

Although Liang Yan had long known that the intelligence capabilities of the Star Federation's National Intelligence Bureau were extraordinary, she didn't react much when she actually witnessed it. However, Grant, the deputy director of the British House Secret Service, vice admiral, and the person in charge of the defense of Tianluo Island, looked completely astonished.

Seeing this, Rowent smiled and said, "On a rainy day, those without umbrellas can only run as fast as they can. Don't blame us for working so hard to build our intelligence system; it's just that we don't have a Lady of Heavenly Secrets, is it?"

Grant said dejectedly, "We have no secrets, and no intelligence system..."

Rowent: "That's because you Britons are lazy."

Grant: "..."

The ceremony began at 10:00 AM.

The sky over Tianluo Island was clear and blue.

At the top of the island's highest peak, there is no curtain wall behind the ceremonial platform, allowing the guests below to see the sky and the distant ocean at any time.

A simple, square chair in the Xia style was placed in the center of the ceremonial platform.

The first to appear was the Earl of Windsor, the aunt of the new Queen and a representative of the British royal family.

As the officiant at the coronation ceremony, the Earl of Windsor was genuinely happy.

Within the British royal family, she was aligned with Sophia. When she went to Xia Kingdom to deliver the "gift" to Yang Ning, she had already anticipated this day.

Standing on the podium to the side of the ceremony stage, the Earl of Windsor looked up at the clear blue sky above, a smile on her face, her eyes revealing unwavering determination, and announced in a clear voice, "Good morning, everyone!"

"Welcome everyone to Tianluo Island today, to witness an incredibly great moment!"

Applause erupted from the audience as a matter of routine.

Many people wiped the sweat from their foreheads and looked up at the sky.

Seeing the various strange reactions from the audience, the Earl of Windsor smiled and continued her speech.

Ten minutes later, as he was about to finish his speech, the Earl of Windsor took a deep breath. "Now, let us welcome Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth Sofia, the next Queen of Britain!"

As the music began, Sofia, dressed in a snow-white gown, slowly walked onto the platform, escorted by royal guards.

The applause from the audience was slightly more enthusiastic than before.

Inside the island's defense base, Rowent looked at the tablet in his hand and said to Liang Yan and Grant, "The first round of salutes has been fired, from Oveland, Billison, Hungary, Beautiful Tejas, Malawi, and Luburg."

"The air defense systems of both carrier fleets on the StarCraft side are fully in place. What about yours, buddy?"

Grant's face was so dark it could drip water. It was one thing to have received intelligence before, but it was quite another to be actually attacked by someone else.

There was no time for Grant to reminisce about the glorious past of the British Empire. He put on his headset and commanded, "Thomas! The relevant intelligence has been sent to you. Prepare to intercept!"

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On the island, the Queen, accompanied by her guard of honor, stood in her designated spot on the ceremonial platform.

At this moment, the Earl of Windsor's voice began to tremble slightly: "Let...let us welcome Mr. Yang Ning, the leader of the Spirit Gate from the Eastern Kingdom!"

Yang Ning was still dressed in the same snow-white clothes, with a white cloth bag slung over his shoulder, but he wasn't wearing the snow wolf fur coat that Aunt Yang had knitted for him. He slowly walked up from the other side of the ceremony stage.

The moment Yang Ning appeared, the entire ceremony venue fell silent.

Tens of thousands of eyes were focused on him.

Moreover, the Queen's coronation ceremony was broadcast live globally. At this moment, whether it was official residences or ordinary people, everyone who was paying attention to this event was staring at this young man from the East, either in front of them or on the screen in front of them.

Those who know his background naturally have nothing to say.

But there are far more people in the world who don't know Yang Ning's background, and at this moment, a question arises in the minds of countless people—

What merits does this young man from the East possess to succeed the Pope in crowning the Queen of Britain?

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Although no applause rang out, Yang Ning seemed very satisfied with the scene.

On the contrary, Yang Ning would only feel slightly irritated if the audience actually erupted in applause.

Since he became invincible, he has always been accompanied by demons and ghosts, and he doesn't really like crowded places.

Yang Ning walked to the chairs placed on the stage, smiled and gestured to the guests, and then sat down unhurriedly.

In the sky, faint sounds could be heard, the sound of missiles flying at high speed.

Hearing the voice, Yang Ning turned to look at Queen Sofia, who was not far away. Seeing that the young queen seemed a little nervous and scared, he comforted her, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, you are the protagonist today."

"Since you invited me here, and this island is my territory, don't worry, nothing will happen."

Although it was just two very simple sentences, the young Queen felt an urge to burst into tears.

She had heard many versions of Yang Ning's story.

Killing someone means wiping out their entire family; purging a household is a true purge, let alone the ability to destroy a nation with a wave of the hand in this day and age...

But at this moment, Sofia felt that none of those stories were true.

The boy in front of me, so gentle and kind with a calm yet powerful gaze, is the gentlest and kindest person in the world.

Her eyes were red as she nodded to Yang Ning and gave a firm "Mmm".

Witnessing this scene and hearing the strange noises coming from the sky, the Earl of Windsor suppressed the anger rising within him—

The anger was directed at those who actually dared to cause trouble during Her Majesty's coronation.

She continued, "Please, the crown!"

Suddenly, the music at the scene became louder, and members of the royal guard escorted a dazzling golden crown, walking step by step up the stage from the front.

Just then, black dots began to appear in the sky.

The missile is getting close.

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