Chapter 14 Chapter Thirteen The Night of the Return of the Demon God

"Humans, after all, cannot pry into the secrets of the kingdom of heaven." When these words appeared in the cockpit of Prometheus in a distorted mechanical voice, Earl Leicht pulled the trigger. The shield on the chest of Prometheus I moved down, and a blazing stream of fire spewed out, which was flaming red mercury.The mask fell, and the armor roared.Rundstedt charged at the Prometheus against the stream of fire like black lightning. At this time, Cesare and the others were about to approach the front hall. Outside the front hall was the cloister, and outside the cloister was the Byzantine courtyard. They rushed out of the courtyard and left the church.Many people also ran wildly with them. At this time, everyone fell into an unconscious state. As long as one person ran, many people followed, and it seemed that they could escape.

But a huge black shadow enveloped the courtyard. It was a rigid airship in the sky that lowered its altitude. Soldiers in black cloaks and white military uniforms descended from the sky holding the slings. They lined up and approached the main entrance of the church. Spit out a deadly flame. Seeing those soldiers for the first time, César and Byron stopped abruptly and threw the people around them down, but there were still many people who wanted to rush out blindly. The cross on the wall was red, and after a while, military boots stepped on them, and the soldiers who followed them sprayed kerosene on their bodies. When they stepped on the ground with their heels, sparks burst out from the flint hidden there, and the fire started.

"They're going to kill us! They're going to kill us!" someone cried. Until this time, these pampered and pampered noble students and classrooms who ignored worldly affairs realized that the target of the Templar Armored Division was not only the Satanic Order, nor Omega, but everyone in this church.Prometheus hit the church with a smoothbore cannon before, causing countless casualties, and they thought it was an accidental injury. They finally issued the order to slaughter the city... The last restraint on the Templar's armored division has been untied... César retreated back to the church among the crying people, his mind was numb.Rundstedt is right, no one is left alone here, and those who really wield tyrannical power have always done so.

The infantry of the Templar Armored Division stepped through the front hall and poured into the hall. They all wore black iron masks, and no one knew whether they had expressions under that mask.Looking at this hellish scene, will they feel fear, or enjoy laughing? "You can't just wait to die like this!" Someone yelled, and when people are cornered, they will burst out with the will to survive like a beast. The weapons moved from the Seraph of the World train were all over the floor. Although the weapons used by Seraphim were heavy, the difference between the size of Seraphim and humans was not that great, so these weapons were similar to those used by humans. The structure can also be operated by humans.In addition, there are large and small boxes left by the Satanists. Dasmont brought boxes of weapons for emergencies, but in the end he didn't use them himself.

The tortuous structure of this church once helped Omega evade the pursuit of Prometheus. At this time, it temporarily blocked the advancing speed of the soldiers, and the men grabbed any nearby weapons and fired randomly.Surviving Satanists were among them, and the hijackers and the hijacked were on the same side. But the effect of the same weapon in their hands and in the hands of professional soldiers is completely different. The soldiers fired calmly. The gunfire was not intensive, but they accurately overturned the survivors who tried to resist. The gunfire from the survivors was like thunder, but most of them hit the ground, walls and even the dome.

The soldiers approached steadily. The soldiers at the front were in charge of suppressing firepower, and the soldiers at the back held military bayonets to examine the corpse.The boy and the girl lay in the fire with each other's dead bodies on their heads, their movements never so intimate, their faces never so ferocious.Silver high heels, expensive family heirlooms, diamond collar clips and pearl hairpins are scattered all over the floor. These things that are usually envied and used to show off are worthless when their lives are taken away. It is impossible to stop the skilled killing operations of those soldiers.

"Adele! Adele!" Césarle yelled, stumbling down the side hallway.He was holding his sister's hand tightly at first, but the crowd suddenly rushed over and dispersed them, and he was the only one left around.It is only at this time that people realize that no matter how tightly you hold your hand, you cannot fight against the frenzy. His vision was blurred by the smoke, his ears were bleeding from the explosion, the figures overlapped in his eyes, and so did the voices.There are flames and flickering figures everywhere. The girls are all wearing school uniforms, and there are blue skirts everywhere. The figure behind is Adele.But no matter what, he had to find his sister, Adele, and he had to be by his side to be at ease, although he was not sure that he could leave here.

The scene in front of me seemed familiar, the flames, the burning curtain, the collapsed palace, the crying and running people, the burning people... It was really like the burning capital of the kingdom many years ago... That country was called Ceylon, and that king Both are also called Ceylon. He had a splitting headache, and the reunion with Rundstedt seemed like a fate. What he had avoided for so many years finally found him. He couldn't face Juka's yearning eyes, nor could he accept her thanks, because he was the one who made her lonely and wandered.He also didn't want to put on the mobile armor, because the feeling of being firmly wrapped in steel was terrifying to him.

Once upon a time, they were all children in the hands of tyrants. They were armed with steel and sent to the battlefield.Now the other children were dead, and only he and Rundstedt remained. Rundstedt is about to die too. If he is still the head of the Blazing Knights, leading the most exquisite knights in the world, of course there is no need to fear the Templar Armored Division, but he is fighting alone now.Without Tilan, only the illusory chivalry is left to support him. In fact, in the depths of his soul, that little boy is really the noble king of knights. Everyone is dead, only he is left to live a happy life, only he is left here aimlessly looking for his sister... Is he qualified?Is he really qualified to live a happy life?Actually he didn't know.

A man rushed out of the corner and pulled him back behind a limestone wall. It was Master Byron.When they were separated, Master Byron was on César's side.Seconds later, a squad of infantry passed down the corridor. "Cheer up! We're not dead yet!" Byron growled. "I'm fine," César struggled to get up, "I'm going to find Adele." "Adele is fine, Fabio is with her!" Byron said, "I saw them go to the hall, but I couldn't catch up with them, I will take you to find them!" The best swordsman in this academy still maintained excellent physical strength, he put Cesare's arm on his shoulder, and carried him to the hall.

"Rundstedt... that King of Knights... said you were the one who competed with him back then?" Byron asked in a low voice, "Why is your physical strength so poor, how could it be possible that you were trained in the Blazing Knights? " "It's not physical strength that drives that kind of armor," César said with difficulty, "it's... something else." "what?" "Your anger, your hatred, your desire...all your emotions..." They dodged team after team of soldiers, and finally entered the hall.There are only sporadic gunshots here, and it is obvious that the love work has come to an end.The layout of the hall is too wide, and nothing can stop the advancement of the Templar Armored Division. "Over there! They're still alive!" Byron had good eyesight, and quickly spotted the target, pointing to the front of the train. The Serpent of the World sliced ​​across the hall, and two figures crawled on the ground, moving along the rows of steel wheels.Adele and Fabio turned around and returned to the train. They were quietly touching the mechanism.The army is moving around them, stray bullets are flying, but the train can block the stray bullets and block the line of sight. César immediately understood what Fabio was thinking. The train transporting Omega had a gloomy air, and it was indeed the safest place right now. Its armor layer could withstand all the weapons here.I can't believe that this is what Master Fabio did. Annie is no longer here. Fabio's heart should be no less sad than César, but Fabio still thought of a smart way, and he kept protecting her every step of the way. looking at Adele. They also moved towards that side. In fact, the carriage was just a temporary hiding place. In the end, the Templar Armored Division would always search the train.But since he didn't know where to run, he ran to his own people. Byron pulled Cesar's sleeve and pulled him behind a collapsed marble pillar. The infantry of the Templar Armored Division had been divided into groups and began to clean every corner. This was the final step of clearing the field. As they approached, iron palms were nailed to their military boots, and the sound of their footsteps was clearly discernible. Not far from them, Rundstedt was forced to the bottom of the altar by the huge and interlaced sword arcs of the Prometheus.At first, the King of Knights maintained a strong offensive posture. He picked up the weapons scattered on the ground and fired them. He discarded them and continued to slash with Excalibur. He instantly oppressed Prometheus present, and then used obstacles to move at high speed and guerrilla.In front of the giant Prometheus, Seraphim seemed to be trampled to death with one foot, but when Rundstedt quickly shuttled between Prometheus with that black sword light, Prometheus Mitheus' knee broke and collapsed like a mountain, and Earl Leicht had to admit that the boy was worthy of the title of King of Knights.That doesn't depend entirely on the performance of the armor, it is a kind of war instinct, a kind of talent that can completely forget oneself on the battlefield. But the energy that Seraphim can carry is limited, and there is only five minutes of extreme activity time. Although Rundstedt prepared a replacement steam pack for himself, he still couldn't compete with Prometheus for consumption.Now that he could no longer make the Seraph armor operate at its limit, he retreated from the door to the depths of the church under the pressure of Prometheus. The Templar Armored Division paid a high price. The first batch of Prometheus led by Earl Leichter fell under Excalibur. Stadt's assassination attack, the new Prometheus stepped into the church, surrounded him, and jointly hunted down the knight king who had gone to the end. He gestured for his men to retreat, and swung two curved swords with both hands.Suppress Rundstedt alone.Sparks sputtered all over Prometheus I. Facing the King of Knights, even the King of Knights who has gone to the end, is very dangerous.But Earl Leicht wanted to kill the King of Knights.There can only be one King of Knights in the world, and if you kill the former one, you will have the latter one.Since the first Prometheus arrived at the Templar Armored Division, all Prometheus believe that mobile puppets are the future trend, Seraphim should have withdrawn from the stage of history long ago, and the future world belongs to Prometheus! Earl Leicht was very grateful for Rundstedt's treason, otherwise he might not have been able to encounter enemies wearing Seraph armor on the battlefield in his entire life. Fabio and Adele had almost climbed to the mechanical door.Suddenly a ghostly white figure appeared behind them. It was a wandering soldier searching the battlefield. He found the two students who slipped through the net. They have done this many times in the evening. Fabio heard the sound of loading behind him, suddenly jumped up, picked up Adele and rushed forward.Almost at the same time, Master Byron rushed out of the hiding place and dived towards the firecracker on the ground.The nearby soldiers immediately spotted him and turned their guns around, but Byron didn't even look at the muzzle pointed at him. He rolled and raised the firecracker in a stretching motion, and made a standard movement when he stopped. Kneel to aim. The three guns fired almost at the same time, and both Byron and the soldier holding the gun behind Fabio were shot in the chest.Byron looked at the soldier who shot at him for the last time. With the pride of the nobility and the dignity of the soldier, his eyes were condescending, and he roared: "The soldier is ashamed to shoot at civilians!" More bullets spattered the young cavalier in brilliant blood, and he fell on his back, still twitching, until the soldier plunged the bayonet into his heart. But he bought time for Fabio, and found that Fabio and Adele's soldier was shot dead by him, and Fabio and the others were safe.Fabio reached the door, and the key to open the door was still inserted in the lock hole. After César used a short circuit to disable the gyroscope, the door would no longer lock itself. Fabio turned the key, and the mechanical door opened enough for one person to get in. He raised Adele with both arms and stuffed her in.But he didn't go in himself. He turned the key in the opposite direction and locked the mechanical door again.César, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly understood that the door could not be locked from the inside, so a person had to be left to lock the door outside.Fabio chose himself as the locker. The noble duke's son, head of the Brotherhood of Kamen Rider, who always flaunted his aristocratic demeanor with a cane, did indeed live up to his aristocratic demeanor at this moment.He locked the door, turned around, leaned against the mechanical door and gasped for breath. It was the heart making its last effort to save the boy who was shot. When Byron shot, the firecracker behind Fabio also spewed out flames. He ran with Adele in his arms. Of course Adele was fine. , but he left his back to the other party.The bullet pierced his lower abdomen from back to front, and the blood was smeared on the door. He looked at César from a distance through the flames, stretched out his hand tremblingly, bent two fingers, and raised the other three, facing West Zelby made the usual hand gestures among mechanics. The gesture meant that it was okay... I'm done... Don't worry... Then he pulled out the key with trembling hands, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.That way no one could open that door, and who would know that the key was in the belly of a dead boy?Fabio sat on the ground slowly, lowered his head slowly, as if falling asleep. César felt like being pricked by countless needles all over his body, pricking the blood in his heart. He knew the reason why Fabio did this, it was the aristocratic style of their family, and it was also because Anne was gone, that boy was too sad, he cared about Anne as much as César, what would he do without Anne I don't care anymore.In the end, he helped César protect the person César cared about the most, returned César's favor, and thanked César for standing up against Dasmond's gunpoint to protect Anne and the person he cared about most. And Byron?He knew that he would be shot if he jumped out, but he jumped out anyway, and it was only then that César realized that the girl Byron cared about was...Adele. When they first arrived in Marston, many nobles sent flower baskets to Adele's school building, and Master Byron was one of them. He was a sixteen-year-old boy that year, and he revealed everything in his words and deeds. Showing pride, he often fiddles with his saber in his hand. But Cesar never believed this proud swordsman, he warned his sister not to associate with Master Byron, just like warning her not to associate with other nobles.In fact, he didn't know Byron, he just hated nobles instinctively and didn't want his sister to be with nobles. Of course, the proud Master Byron would not pursue Anne for several years like Master Fabio did. When he was rejected, he would take a step back and leave with his head held high. But did he still secretly like Adele?Or did he rush out just because of the dignity of the apprentice knight, to protect the weak?César didn't know, and no one else could answer his questions.Until tonight, he hadn't been able to say he liked the city or the college.But now he suddenly understands the goodness of this place. It turns out that there are still things that make him feel warm here, but when he has them, he doesn't cherish them.He is wary of these people like a wounded lion. In fact, Rundstedt really looks down on himself from the bottom of his heart, right?He hoped that he would put on the armor and fight side by side with him, right?But he didn't force himself, he said that he hoped that he could go to the small town by the lake instead of him, but now everyone is going to die, and the small town by the lake somewhere will never be able to wait for the people who long for it Boys and girls! The cold things converged in those deep purple pupils, forming dark clouds and storms. He slowly got up and stood in the shadow that the soldiers couldn't see, but he knew that Adele could see him, his sister's eyes Rose-red eyes were looking at him through the air vents in the carriage. "Stay there, don't move." César said to her with lips. He turned around slowly and looked in another direction. In the raging fire over there, the ferocious armor was hanging on the frame of Hercules, waiting for someone to awaken it.In the depths of the carriage, Adele hugged her arms tightly and shivered. Three years later, she saw the will-o'-the-wisp burning in her brother's eyes again. Rundstedt has been forced to the wall of the mural, and the Prometheus's burst guns are all aimed at him. Even though the toughness of the Seraph's armor is so tough that bullets cannot penetrate it, the violent vibration can make the people inside The bones of the whole body were broken and the person died of internal bleeding. What's more, there was not much blood left in Rundstedt's body, and blood seeped out from every gap in the armor, converging into a red stream.Rundstedt's feet were covered with blood spots, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood. No one knew how this boy could still stand upright after bleeding so much, maybe it was only supported by his armor Bar? Rows of steel spears popped out from the hidden compartment behind Prometheus, Earl Leicht smiled coldly and reached behind his back, pulling out one of them.Prometheus made a spear-throwing motion like a Hercules, and the four-meter-long giant arm exerted force. Rundstedt swung Excalibur, chopped off the heavy spear, and the broken spear flew out and pierced The dome of the church. But Prometheus' hands were flashing at high speed, and Earl Leicht manipulated the mobile puppet, throwing spears continuously at a high speed that the naked eye could not track.Rundstedt was beaten back step by step by the spear throwing, his steam reserve was running out, and the output of Earl Leichter's Prometheus was getting higher and higher, the steam core in his chest was spinning at a high speed, sending out a train rumbling sound. Rundstedt's front and back were full of broken spears, and he had already retreated to the wall, and there was no way to retreat. If he continued like this, he could only be crucified to death by Prometheus after his steam pack was exhausted.He jumped to dodge, and the spear thrown by Prometheus sank into the wall behind him, but the next spear followed, and there was almost no gap between the two spears. This spear came from Prometheus' left hand. Earl Leichter had been hiding this spear in his left hand. He finally got this opportunity. When he jumped into the air, Rundstedt had no way to defend and resist , the killer spear in his left hand shot out immediately. The spear carried Rundstedt through the wall like an arrow through the chest of a bird. The Prometheus raised their steel arms and cheered for this great moment. In the competition many years ago, the Seraphim took the heart of the Prometheus prototype, proving to the world that they are still the ultimate fighters on the battlefield. ruler.And today, the strengthened Prometheus finally killed the king of Seraphim.The giant motorized puppet has returned to the stage of history. The infantry of the Templar Armored Division also cheered, and they were also honored. Prometheus I bent down slowly so that it could pinch Seraph's neck. Earl Leichter looked down at the dying Rundstedt, trying to see something from that pale face. Fear comes. But he only saw a smile, and Rundstedt was smiling when he was dying. His eyes gradually became lax, but his gaze crossed the hollow skeleton of Prometheus, and followed the thin figure passing through the fire.There seemed to be cold rain in the boy's eyes. In front of him was the neglected Hercules Frame, which was still powered by the cables from the train. "The so-called king of knights, the ultimate of the so-called seraphim. It turns out that it is nothing more than that. It is a thing with no name," Earl Leicht said coldly, "now it has been trampled underfoot!" "No, you're wrong." Rundstedt looked into his eyes, "Even if you kill me, you won't be the new King of Knights, what you defeated was only a traitor, not the Blazing Knights, I also want to tell you one thing that will bother you... From the second you killed me, as long as you dare to declare that you killed me in front of everyone, then all the blazing cavalry will look down on you for the enemy." "Do you still think you are the head of the Blazing Knights? You are just a traitor now!" Earl Leicht snorted coldly, "Why do they want to avenge you?" "They don't want to avenge me, they just won't accept someone like you inheriting the title of Knight King. You don't know the Blazing Knights yet, they are much more proud than you think." Earl Leichter felt a chill for no reason, and then he smiled again: "Then I have to be careful, and kill everyone who might avenge you!" The multi-firing gun on the shoulder turned to the back.The armor-piercing ammunition was loaded into the gun chamber, and its solid warhead was made of hard gold. The muzzle flashed and hit the marble column in the distance. He raised his finger and pointed to the back, and fired from the light howitzer mounted on the front of the forearm. , right in the frame of Hercules, blowing it to pieces. "Okay, now I'm safe." Prometheus tightened his iron hands, pinching the neck armor and Rundstedt's neck together. Seconds later, the bullet hole in the marble column was bleeding profusely.behind the pillar.César lowered his head slowly, looking at the slowly expanding blood spots on his chest.The armor-piercing round pierced through the marble column and pierced his chest.He was still a few steps away from touching the frame of Hercules, and Rundstedt had already seen it, so he insisted on buying time for him. But Earl Leicht had also noticed the strange behavior of the boy a long time ago. The other survivors either stumbled out and ran into the soldier's muzzle, or curled up trembling in the corner, waiting to be discovered. The boy moved quietly, making his way to the Rack of Hercules. Cesare sat down slowly along the pillar, in a pool of his own blood.He regressed, and he couldn't even do things like stealth. In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to hold the sword handle tightly, but that he couldn't hold it anymore, wasting the time that Rundstedt had bought for him with his life. He fell on his back, flashing through his mind about Marston, those nights of Midsummer's Eve celebration, those boys and girls lying reading under the laurel trees, the slanted window where you can see the stars when you look up, the trains passing through Dangdang cars all over the city, as well as hot springs, sunshine and rain at the end of spring... Those pictures became more and more blurred, and the sound became farther and farther away. Is this death?The unexpected is not painful, it's like going to sleep.He felt like he was lying in the sun, under a soft blanket, with Adele's breath on his nose, and someone was feeding him water, warm water. Consciousness returned to his body, he slowly opened his eyes, and the face in front of him changed from blurred to clear.It wasn't Adele who was holding him, but Ying Luo in a white dress. She was putting her wrist to Cesare's mouth, letting Cesare suck the blood from her wound. The fire light shone on her face, as warm as the sun, reminding César of that afternoon four years ago, on that tall tower, she was wearing a red dress and sleeping in the warm sunshine. "Have I seen you...when...where..." César exhausted all his strength and could only make an inaudible voice.He was dying, he couldn't save anyone, but he still wanted the answer to this question. The witch was trying to squeeze out more blood from her pale body and squeezed it into César's mouth, when she heard this, she was suddenly taken aback.She looked so gentle, no different from four years ago, but her name was Su Jialuo at that time. César couldn't help looking at Yingluo, because she looked exactly like the princess back then, but the princess fell from the tower and died in front of him, and was sealed in a white marble coffin and buried in Constantine fort.Time seems to have left no traces on her body. She should have been nineteen years old when César first saw her, but she is still nineteen now, but she just changed her identity and said nothing, but the deer-like eyes Exactly the same as back then. Especially when she put her wrist in front of César, she looked at César silently, as if she was wearing the bright red dress back then, César was so frightened that she almost wanted to shout out, asking her who are you ?Have we met?at what time?where? He wasn't afraid of her being a ghost or anything magical, he was afraid of the girl like he was afraid of his past, but he couldn't forget her. Over the years, he would have the same dream over and over again. In the dream, he sat in front of the window with a red curtain, silently listening to the clock turning, watching the sun go down, and there was no plot other than that.She sleeps forever, he waits forever, time flows silently. In fact, he knew deep down in his heart that the first girl in his life was not Annie, but the princess with deer-like eyes. The sound of steel footsteps sounded behind Yingluo, and the giant steel hand grabbed her. She didn't know how to dodge at all, but just stared blankly at César, as if she was still thinking about César's question, I've seen you what?at what time?where? She seemed to think of something, with an expression of "a flash of light" in her eyes, and she said, "Don't be too lonely." The next moment she left Cesar and rose straight into the air. Earl Leicht frowned and looked at the girl in his hand.This is really a strange girl, in this murderous Shura field, there is no fear in her pale eyes, she looks at you, making your heart suddenly empty. In fact, he had already noticed this girl. She crawled out of the iron coffin, wearing a white dress, walking around lightly, miraculously avoiding stray bullets and flames.She cut her own wrist and fed her own blood to those dying people, but those people still died one by one in front of her.She didn't show any sadness, and continued to look for the next injured person.Cesare was the last one she rescued. Is this the so-called witch?With such a beautiful body, it is hard to bear to destroy her, but such a beautiful body does not seem to contain a soul. The huge force reached Prometheus' palm through the transmission system, and Earl Leicht crushed her with regret... But the sound of her crushing was not like flesh and blood, but rather like a piece of fine porcelain. How strange. He threw the girl's body on the fire, and led the Prometheus to retreat, leaving the foot soldiers to clean up the last battlefield. César felt that he was sitting again in front of the bed with the Roman columns at the corners and the red curtains on the bed.It was a long afternoon, the clock was turning, the sun was sinking, and the time flowed silently.The space is filled with a misty fragrance, which is both warm and distant. Through the gap in the curtain, he can see the girl in a red dress sleeping soundly, like a thousand-year-old mural, and her face is not old. He is very familiar with this kind of dream, and has repeated it many times. There is no plot in the dream, just waiting. He waits forever for the girl to wake up, but the girl is eternally asleep.The end result was that he got up and left, and once he opened the two white bedroom doors, the dream was over. It seemed like a long time had passed, and it was almost time for him to go, so he stood up, put on his military cap, turned and left. When he was holding the doorknob, he suddenly heard a soft inquiry from behind: "Are you here to find me?" The dream that had been repeated hundreds of times changed, and the lotus-like princess finally woke up, graceful Looking through the gap in the curtain, he looked at his back. "Yes." He said subconsciously. "You don't need to look for me." The princess said softly, "Because our contract... has already been concluded!" The Prometheus walked past the fire, the flames were still burning, the guns were still roaring, and the wailing of the survivors who were pierced by knives made a sad melody. Earl Leicht looked back suddenly, and he suddenly realized that there was indeed a dirge being played, and the scarred pipe organ played again, but no one sat in front of the keyboard. The boy who should have died was crawling towards the mural wall smeared with the blood of Rundstedt with blood all the way. The Knight King who was nailed to the wall slowly raised his head and stretched out his iron claws. Grabbing the spear on his chest, he pulled it out. That's impossible!Earl Leicht's eyes widened in horror!He didn't just shoot Rundstedt through the chest, he broke Rundstedt's neck! Rundstedt fell straight to the ground and didn't get up again.The only thing that got up was the armor of the King of Knights. The joints of the armor were untied one by one, and "vomited" Rundstedt's body, and then the hollow armor walked slowly towards César . The pitch-black armor stained with gold and red blood, walked like a king! It half-kneeled behind César, with its chest open, as if it wanted to hug César from behind.César was swallowed by it, and the armor that had swallowed César stood up again, walked slowly towards the mural wall, pulled out Excalibur from the blood-smeared mural, and then slowly turned to face Puro Metheus. This scene is completely demon-possessed in mythology, the magnificent purple pupils flashed deep in the eye sockets, the pipe organ made a deafening sound at this moment, the red color that had been extinguished on the World Serpent train flashed again, and the ear-piercing Buzzing over the church! The dark Seraph jumped up like a dragon, and Excalibur cut to Prometheus' chest with graceful arcs and irresistible violence!Just like the scene that happened in the northern country many years ago, history repeats itself, and the person who issued that sword is like a reborn knight king! At this time, Veron and Poincaré had just arrived at the outer wall of the college, and the Morse code box that had subsided in the back seat issued another alarm of divine disaster.Thousands of miles away in Fei Leng Cui, the old people were also alarmed by the alarm, and the secretaries pushed open the door of the meeting room: "The second holy disaster! The same place! The second holy disaster!" And all the blazing knights heard the mechanical onomatopoeia from the helmet: "The red dragon appears in your battle sequence... The red dragon appears in your battle sequence... The red dragon appears in your battle sequence... ..." endlessly. What is a red dragon?Or who is the Red Dragon?Why should all the Blazing Knights be informed of this person's appearance? "How could there be a new holy disaster? Haven't all the Omega's been solved?" Far away in Fei Leng Cui, the old people roared and asked, but no one could answer them. "Rescue! Rescue! The Templar Armored Division calls for rescue! A holy disaster has been detected! It cannot be cleared! It cannot be cleared!" Earl Leicht's voice reached Fei Leng Cui and it had already turned into a paper tape, but Jin could tell from the crazy gushing note his despair. The scarlet figure passed by Veron and Poincaré, and the steam behind him turned into a long and thin trail.At the last moment, Scarlet Reaper arrived on the scene.He rushed straight to the church, where the elegy was playing to its climax... In the raging fire, the black figure like a demon waved the sharp blade of judgment, smashing Prometheus of Earl Leichter, every time a piece of his body After being cut off, Earl Leicht, together with the cockpit, lowered by one point, as if gradually sinking into hell. In the end, the black iron chest of Prometheus I fell to the ground, and Earl Leicht also descended to a height where he could stare face-to-face with Seraphim.He screamed and jumped out of the cockpit, and ran out of the church recklessly. In front of him, the Scarlet Death was coming to his rescue at the fastest speed, like a dark red lightning. Seraphim followed Count Leicht closely, and at the moment it was about to cut Count Leicht under the sword, the steam backpack on its back fell off, and the last trace of steam escaped from the steam nozzle behind its waist .At the last second, it ran out of steam, and stopped stiffly after a few forward steps, like a statue of a warrior. Earl Leicht, who escaped from death, opened his arms and rushed towards the scarlet god of death. He almost wanted to embrace the timely savior, cry and kneel down in gratitude.But the iron wall of the warrior statue swung one last time, Excalibur twirling and thrown, and Count Leichter failed to embrace his savior, and his head fell in the face of the Scarlet Death.The scarlet god of death stopped suddenly, and grabbed the spinning heavy sword that was flying towards him. The seraphs faced each other silently, the ferocious iron face fell, and the pale boy stared straight ahead in the black armor, his eyes were blank. Is this the essence of the divine disaster?How could this be a divine disaster?The Scarlet Reaper froze, but he took the heavy giant flintlock from the rail and pointed it at the boy's forehead. 它的背后传来了四冲程引擎的咆哮，古铜色的斯泰因重机破开庭院中的风雨冲入教堂，骑手以极其精湛的车技令它旋转起来，横在了西泽尔和猩红死神之间。 骑手缓缓地解开了身上的雨披，雨披下他穿着一袭白色的圣袍。在弥赛亚圣教内部，只有两种信徒会穿白色的圣袍，要么你是刚刚入门的白衣修士，白色的袍子象征着你的稚嫩，要么你已经至高至圣，登上了教皇的宝座。 满是凌乱短发的男人看了一眼满地的尸体，点燃了一根香烟，隔着墨镜的镜片看了猩红死神一眼，目光空阔疏离：“怎么？不是见过面么，李锡尼副局长？” 翡冷翠教皇亲临。 “圣座！”长久的沉默后，猩红死神单膝跪下。 “辛苦你了，这里的事情交给我吧。”教皇伸手推西泽尔的胸口，将这个早已昏死过去的男孩和整具甲胄一起推翻，“一切都结束了，就这么结束吧。” 此时此刻，金伦加隧道以西的海边，白色的年轻人则放出了最后一盏悬空灯，看着它飘香茫茫的大海，最终燃烧着坠落在海面上。“别了，骑士王……我想我会怀念你的。”他轻声说。