Act XIII

Max felt a cold sweat, he had been a Wyvern Knight for seven years, and he had never encountered such a situation.

He even regretted that he had to follow Hartman to make trouble.

They were originally here as escorts, following the delegation, today happened to be the day of routine training, they were going to fly around this field at will, to show the strength of the Wendland Federation, but just happened to see Rosen in the test flight, so the arrogant captain Hartman decided to come over to meet this strange machine for a while.

Unexpectedly, this strange flying machine was surprisingly agile, and after inducing them to accelerate, it used an extremely difficult air maneuver to go around behind them.

And now, Max is well aware that he has been targeted.

Da Da Da –

A series of gunshots rang out behind him, making Max nervous and almost trying to evade, but he quickly reacted.

Uh, gunshots?

He couldn't help but look back and see a shuttle of bullets just like that shoot out from the base of the wings of the flying machine, towards his own magic barrier.

What is this combination?

Max was a little puzzled, in his cognition, the flintlock musket was not only extremely slow to load, but also very poor in accuracy and stability, and its lethality was not as good as that of magic arrows, since this flying machine could fly at a speed comparable to that of a wyvern, it should be equipped with more advanced weapons, but now it seems that its weapons are very rudimentary?

Max panicked, naturally not wondering why the flintlock musket, which was slow to reload, could fire at such a rate of fire, he watched as the string of bullets hit his magic barrier, and then immediately after, the barrier that was enough to defend against several direct magic hits clicked into countless cracks, which shocked Max.

"Circumvent!"

Captain Hartman said in the communication crystal, and then moved sideways with another Wyvern knight named Walter, trying to dodge the barrage.

Max nodded, pulling the dragon's head, causing it to climb up and dodge in the other direction.

Then, out of the corner of Max's eye, he caught a glimpse of the glitter bursting from the wings of the strange flying machine.

"What !?"

A sparkling cannonball flew and hit Walter's magic barrier directly, easily hitting his wyvern who was in the evasion action, and the cannonball made a small explosion, although he would not be threatened by Walter's own magic barrier, he could only lower his altitude and withdraw from the battle.

"Feint ......"

Max was only then aware of the other party's intentions, and first used a musket that threatened the magic barrier to urge them to maneuver, and then used real cannonballs to attack, and even if the Wyvern Knight was limited in the direction of movement, he could not dodge the attack of the cannonballs, even if he could fly more flexibly in the air.

With such a sense of battle and planning, and a calm operation, he is definitely not a novice.

The operator of this flying machine is at least at the same level as himself, or even surpasses his own experts.

Max saw the flying machine chasing in the direction of Captain Hartman, and after thinking about it, he still circled around and followed the flying machine.

He and Hartman formed a flanking situation one after the other, and in this situation, neither side dared to act rashly, forming a delicate balance.

However, this state did not last long, and the aircraft quickly began to climb, trying to break free from the clamp of the two.

"Keep up, Max. ”

Captain Hartman's voice came out of the communication crystal, and he began to climb with him.

"Good. ”

Max took a deep breath and pulled up.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that the pilot of this flying machine was really crazy.

In traditional air combat, although climbing is an effective means to get rid of the enemy, the load on the body is also very large, and the acceleration effect caused by the lifting is not something that everyone can bear.

And the flying machine in front of him actually began to climb vertically.

"Vertical, vertical climb, is this guy crazy!!"

Max felt a tremendous oppression different from gravity, and in his field of vision, the flying machine had no fear, only climbing towards the blue sky.

"Hold on, Max, don't let him underestimate our Wendland Federal Air Force!"

Hartman roared, clenching the tail of the craft tightly, and in his hand, the heavy crossbow arrow on the string, was about to fire.

But in the next moment, the flying machine, which was still climbing higher, suddenly turned, turned a ninety-degree bend again, and soared upside down above Hartman's head at this time.

The opportunity was fleeting, and the aircraft immediately rolled over and flew away in the exact opposite direction.

Hartman, on the other hand, missed the best opportunity to attack, but at this time, it was difficult to recover from the climb to a normal flight attitude, so he could only use his magic to drive the dragon to a sharp stop, and his posture was messy and fell towards the ground.

Now only Max and the flying machine are left.

"Fight for breath, Max!"

Hartman left one last word, and began to stabilize the wyvern in the frenzied air current, and soon disappeared.

"That's what I said......"

Max was now completely out of content, what kind of monster was this pilot, such a maneuver that even the most skilled knight in the Order might not be able to do, and he had planned it all from the beginning?

Confident and powerful, this unknown enemy made Max feel despair for the first time.

He climbed late, so he immediately turned around and tried to catch up with the craft.

Max saw that the craft had also noticed him, and was making a sharp arc, trying to circle behind him.

"Abominable !!"

Max quickly followed, and the two were constantly intertwined in the air, and neither could take the initiative for a while.

"What to do ......"

Just when Max was helpless, the other party seemed to have slowed down due to fuel problems, seizing the gap at this moment, Max made a decisive attack, and finally successfully circled to the rear of the aircraft.

"Look at my ...... Huh?"

However, at this time, in front of Max's eyes, the flying machine actually began to collapse.

The wings flipped up, the fuselage disintegrated, and it looked like it couldn't withstand a long flight and cracked.

"No, is this?"

But the next moment, the scattered parts did not fall with the wind, but were put back together in a strange way.

In front of Max's eyes, an iron giant appeared, and it immediately slowed down, and Max surpassed it in just a moment.

Before he was hit, only one sentence echoed in Mike's head.

"It's not a combat !! at all"