Chapter Twenty-Four: Not by the Sky

The three mechs didn't move fast, like a walk after dinner. He also turned a blind eye to the many mecha that fell to the ground and were in flames.

When the huge cocoon made of projectiles exploded, although all the mechs present were under Peggy's instructions to take defensive measures, the power of the explosion was too powerful, and the defensive light shield carried on the mecha alone could not resist this force.

Dozens of mecha were almost all damaged in this huge explosion, and the electric impulse generated by the explosion caused the circuit in the mecha to be disturbed and malfunctioned, and the ventilation and temperature control equipment in the mecha stopped being used, and the feeling of suffocation made the knight door in it miserable, but due to its impact, the emergency escape system could not be used, and he could only be trapped in the dark cockpit and howl in pain.

A fiery purgatory, where death silently harvests life.

Three mechs had stopped in front of Dikal, led by a black mecha with dark silver outlines at the edges of the mechas, revealing a fierce killing beauty in the flames.

Dikal also squinted his eyes, he had a premonition that the three mecha were not good, the explosion just now had no effect on the three mechas, which showed the excellent performance of their bodies, and even if this was the case now, these three mecha still dared to face themselves, which showed the outstanding self-confidence of its mecha knights, and suddenly a name appeared in Dikal's mind.

Sanctuary!

On the entire continent, there are only such knights in the Templars.

The black mecha led by [Rembrandt] was [Rembrandt], and inside the mecha, the mecha knight of [Rembrandt] looked at Dikar, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Well done, if you're not my enemy, I'm going to applaud you. ”

Dikal sneered, "It's an honor to have the knights in the Templar applaud me. ”

The knight in [Rembrandt] laughed when he heard this: "It seems that you are not only strong, but also have a good mind." It's no wonder that the Fifth Brigade has been dealing with you for so long without achieving any results, and it seems that you didn't deal with them. ”

Dicar said: "Neither I nor the others of Original Sin are peace-loving, and no one wants to wage a bloodless battle. ”

[Rembrandt] said: "It is a pity that the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes, and some people are destined to never escape the fate of battle for the rest of their lives." Like you, you're a born warrior. ”

Dikar said: "My life is up to me. ”

[Rembrandt] said: "Fate is not something you can resist, think about the time in your life when you can't help yourself?"

Dicar's body was unconscious for a while, and the black arm with the ring appeared in his mind, and his mouth was filled with the warm and bloody breath of blood.

While feeling the strange sensation, Dikal only felt that the limbs of his body began to twitch unnaturally, and a violent emotion boiled in his chest, and a wave of strength spread throughout his body with the veins.

This feeling of majestic power did not bring joy to Dikal, but made Dikal's heart suddenly hang in his throat.

It happened at such a critical moment!

Dikal forcibly suppressed the bloodthirsty anger in his heart, and subconsciously took two steps back, trying his best to distance himself from [Rembrandt] to avoid being affected by the other party's killing intent.

The mecha knight in [Rembrandt] noticed this, and was a little curious, and controlled the mecha to take two steps forward, making the distance between the two closer.

"Don't come here!" DeCal roared in a low voice.

"Oh, why?" said Mecha Knight in [Rembrandt] laughed.

"Because I'm going to kill you!" Dikal exclaimed.

"Hahaha!" [Rembrandt] burst into laughter.

"Look around you, how many mechs you have killed, how many people will die at your hands, and how many people in your organization will die in this war. Now you tell me you're going to die, don't tell me you've just become a non-killing. ”

Dikar gritted his eyes and glared at the [Rembrandt] in front of him, without saying a word.

[Rembrandt]'s head mecha twisted a few times, and a voice came from the middle of it.

"I think you're afraid, isn't it possible that something is out of your control?"

Dikar was still speechless, and the mecha knight in [Rembrandt] was still chattering.

"It's no wonder that no matter how powerful a person with magical abilities is, he will eventually receive some kind of limitation. I'm afraid you've already broken through that limit with the power you've just unleashed. Or backlash or go berserk or weak, in short, you won't be happy. ”

When Decca heard this, his eyes locked on [Rembrandt], he never thought that the other party would know exactly what he had encountered.

A deep voice came from Rembrandt.

"You don't think that the abilities you have gained are favored by God or lucky. Tell you that you are not the only person in this world with special abilities, and the source of your power is not accidental. They all come from a bug, and all we have to do is fix it. ”

With that, the [Rembrandt] mecha had already drawn out the sleeve-length sword under its side, and a light flashed in the night sky.

"To kill you is to correct these mistakes. ”

Dicard could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and suddenly burst into a roar, jumping up and rushing to the head of [Rembrandt].

Seeing this, the two mechs of [Miller] and [CΓ©zanne] behind them rushed forward to fight together, but [Rembrandt] shouted back.

But I saw that the sleeve-length mecha war sword was like a stabbing sword in the hands of a medieval gentleman, drawing two graceful arcs in mid-air, and then the blade of the sword spun and stabbed towards Dikar's head and face like a raging storm.

Dikar didn't expect the black mecha in front of him to have such high agility and melee ability. Even if you don't rely on powerful guns, you can still suppress your attacks with cold weapons alone.

Although Dikar's strength is strong, his physical body is not comparable to steel, and even steel plates can be pierced by the high-speed swing of the sword of the battle mech.

For a while, one person and one mecha were in a stalemate in the battle, and no one could win against the other.

The violent fire in Dikal's heart was rising, and the muscles of his body began to harden under the trend of not being massive, and Dikal knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he would inevitably enter an uncontrollable state of rage, but his brain had begun to lose control of his body, and that bloody impulse began to erode his reason.

At this moment, Andrew's voice came to mind behind him: "Dikal, come back, let's go to the Stone Forest!"