Harry Potter and the Old Ones

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Tiera entered the conference room, and everyone waited quietly for his news.

"The good news is that I made some important discoveries while exploring the South Pacific." Tiera said with a smile, "He is indeed sleeping there, at 47°9′ south latitude and 126°43′ west longitude. , in the great R’lyeh.”

Chief Thunderbird and Maca-Far-Monkasa both cast fearful but excited looks.

"Our nuclear bombs are sleeping there." Tiera concluded.

"So what's the bad news?" Maka-Far-Monkasha asked.

"Our nuclear bomb may not be able to detonate." Tiera said, "I took back the power I had dispersed in all my incarnations and approached the sea near R'lye as a fully-formed divine creature."

"Then what?" Chief Thunderbird clenched his fists and asked nervously.

"Then nothing happened." Tiera said, "I tried to influence this sea area with my complete divine creature divinity, but... there was no reaction, not only that great existence, but also the Neither the Father God nor the Mother Goddess of the Deep Ones showed any reaction.”

"Then I evacuated." Tiera said.

"Are they deep in sleep?" Chief Thunderbird asked.

Tiera's words made everyone in the conference room think.

"You just need to lure the U.S. military there."

"When necessary, you will arrange that matter." Chief Thunderbird gave Tiera the answer.

"It should be enough..." Chief Thunderbird stared at the numbers and formulas under his notebook and said, "It should be enough..."

"Let me show you." Maka-Far-Monkasa took the notebook from Chief Thunderbird's hand and stared at it.

"You would move a submarine oil field far away." Tiera said, "To be honest... to be honest, it is very unlikely that there is not a small amount of oil storage far away from Macafa."

"Bad." After Tiera finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and scratched in the air -

"Jeffrey Rocky, you haven't retreated into the Deep Diver instance yet." Tiera placed the Garp with Geoffrey Rocky on it on the coast of Cornwall, England. The town of Padstow.

"It's better to retreat according to the original plan." Tiera said, "First form an alliance with the deep divers, contact our father **** Xiaogun and mother **** Hydra through us, and strive to establish a sea in the distant sea of ​​Macafa. United Cities, let’s go ahead..."

"Seventeen minutes." Tiera said, "From the time you fully gather your divine power to the time you leave, it's a total of seventeen minutes."

After speaking, Tiera glanced at Chief Thunderbird.

"Where's the time?" Chief Thunderbird took out a notebook and opened it to the front page and asked.

An illusory world map rose from the ground.

A card appeared in my hand, and Tiera stamped the ground.

"What if..." Maka-Far-Monkasha's eyes flickered, as if she was looking for a solution. She tried to ask, "Tiera, are you sure that when you act with complete integrity? When the characteristics of divine creatures affect the sea, how deep does it affect?”

"What do you do now?" Chief Thunderbird asked, "His sleep and that of His people are deeper than you imagine."

"It is indeed enough." After doing mental calculations for a while, Maka-Far-Monkasa sighed and said, "At most, it is enough to alarm Father God Xiaogun and Mother Goddess Hydra."

"Only the surface and the raindrops falling into the sea." Tiera answered.

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