There is no doubt that the Order does have some of the best geass abilities in the world. Just like Gawain's pilots, they have a huge amount of alternative materials from which they can weed out most of the chicken-ribbed geass, and they can start training children from their very young age, and spend ten or twenty years polishing them into perfect weapons.

But only one thing······

Unlike the Imperial Brother, who only gained his abilities at the age of seventeen, his isolation from childhood and his abilities that should not have belonged to humans make them extremely powerful and vulnerable.

For them, the ability to geass is almost innate, accompanying them from birth, growth, killing, and death. Just like the five senses, or limbs, of a normal person are part of their body. They are so accustomed to this ability that when the geass fails, it is as if they have suddenly been amputated, and they are suddenly blindfolded on the battlefield.

Feeling the time stop, compared to the MAO geass, this guy's ability is obviously tougher, but it is by no means inexplicable.

This is a proven geass that can be estimated and verified. Once you are aware of this, it is not difficult to arrange the corresponding tactics according to the situation.

And Mao's mind reading, that is the real unsolvable geass.

It cannot be verified, it cannot be observed, and within that capacity, any countermeasures are self-destructive———— the other party knows your every thought. If the owner of the ability is not a personal death hole, then the only way to kill him is to pray that he will be hit in the head by a meteorite.

The same personality defect directly leads to the defect of flexibility. Once the world no longer works according to its own rules, the other side will fall into complete chaos.

Ilan could feel the breath of dying struggle from Gawain's movements.

Gawain's movements scattered, his attacks and defenses lost their rhythm, and he opened fire without restraint to recharge for a longer period of time, putting himself in unnecessary danger. The use of geass is also becoming more frequent, but in contrast to the fact that the duration and range of effect are shrinking.

Anyone who doesn't even understand the most basic rules of the game, but suddenly has his cheat canceled, is anyone's reaction.

What's more, the stake is still your own life.

His mission had long since ended, and after clearing the ground for the ground troops and covering their entry into the mountain, Gawain continued tossing and turning was nothing short of a problem.

That's right, the driver was just a boyish guy.

As long as there is no Gawain, the other party's geass is not to be feared at all.

With every raid, the distance can be narrowed a little closer. With every raid, you can take something from Gawain.

Twenty meters, as long as it can get closer to twenty meters, the scattered surface of the bullet can have enough focus on Gawain's fuselage.

But the prediction of the fighting boy is different from that of Ilan.

The other party's geass has disappeared, and Suzaku, who has come back to his senses, finds that the location of his teleportation this time is obviously a lot closer, and his intuition tells him that this is now!

Lancelot stopped moving, knelt on one knee, steadied his gun, pointed the muzzle at Gawain, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Gawain's whole body instantly clanged, sparks flew everywhere, and the shattered armor rained down to the ground.

Gawain finally survived the charge, turned to stare at the white dot on the ground, and his shoulders lit up.

Lancelot still didn't move, Suzaku seemed to be determined———— just finish this shuttle here, and see if you die or I die!"

This guy is really... The speed of growth even Elan has to be jealous of.

At this distance, the live ammunition weapon was not enough to penetrate the opponent's armor, and there was a great possibility that it would concentrate the fragile levitation device behind Gawain, and as soon as it landed, it would be a dead man.

It's just a probability, it's just a "possibility".

White Fur would never do that.

But... Now is not the time······

Moreover, the defeat of Gawain was only a tactical victory, and the absolute strategic superiority was still in the hands of Schunezel.

Mt. Fuji is about to be lost.

In the middle of this mountain, where they could not reach themselves, the ground forces spread like a poison.

It was impossible for the Black Knights to hold on, he knew that. Even if there are ten times more people in the belly of this mountain, they can only cause a little trouble to the other party and waste a little more bullets.

Compared to the pace of the opponent's advance, the bomb installation will take as long as it will take to wait until the next century.

"Come back."

Desperately, Saburo only felt a tightness in his waist, and was dragged back again.

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"I can have knocked it down······"

Even at the moment when Gawain's hard work was about to be knocked down, Schunezel's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest———— which was an acceptable loss.

Victory was close at hand, and the emperor owed himself a favor, which could even be said to be his own political victory.

But just as Glasgow stopped Lancelot at the last minute, Schunezel's brow furrowed.

What is the other party brewing...

The Glasgow driver wasn't dead yet, he was still thinking about a comeback.

In his opinion, a qiē is not over, then... Something is bound to happen next.

If you were yourself, what else could you do in this situation?

The chess pieces in the opponent's hand··· It should be gone······

"Where are we?" Schunezel asked the lieutenant beside him.

"There are still two gates, and the firepower of the counterattack is more ferocious than before, and it should be the final line of defense." Kano stepped forward and replied. "Within fifteen minutes, you can invade the construction mine."

Instead of being reassured, Honezel's brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this.

What new tricks can he play in fifteen minutes?

So, anyway······

"Your Excellency, Captain."

When he turned around, the gentle smile on his face once again hung on his usual face.

"Avalon retreats slightly."

"Retreat." The captain was stunned for a moment, and spoke with deep doubt. "But the ground forces will need us to take care of them later, and at such times... Your Highness, you retreat... Will the fighters feel that things have changed? ”

"Your Excellency, you don't want to disobey, do you?" Schunezel asked politely without explanation.

"Nope! Of course not! Avalon, third cruise speed reverse! ”

"Thank you."

Schunezel nodded in acknowledgement.

Turning around again to stare at the battlefield beneath his feet, the smile on his face was gone.

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"I can kill him!!"

As if to prove something, he put his most effort into the word "kill".

The red-eyed Suzaku grabbed the rope around his waist with one hand, and with a crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, Lancelot actually broke the steel cable with the thickness of his arm with brute force!

"Stop!"

"But I really can..."

"I said stop!" Elan drank him.

His blood pressure soared, and at this moment something seemed to burst in his head.

The sight in his eyes seemed to melt into a mess, all the colors blended together, and the intense vertigo almost caused him to fall off the driver's seat, and Ilan, who was at a loss, pinched his temple.

The hadron cannon had already arrived in front of the two of them, and Glasgow still did not move.

Lancelot pushed Glasgow away as he returned in the air, directing the beam towards him

"What are you doing?!"

“······”

"Elam !!"

“······ I can't see..."

"What?!"

Suzaku didn't understand.

"I said I look! No! See! Finish!!! Elan growled.

What's going on······

No, no, it's not blindness... I can still feel the light, it's just... It's just a loss of focus.

Retinal detachment?

No, it should be the detachment of the lens, causing the pupil to dilate.

That's right, AADP provides energy through guò phagocytes, and the muscle cells that consume the body may not be obvious, but when it is applied to a small fragile object such as the lens, the side effects will be magnified dozens of times. Coupled with excessive fatigue······

At a time like this······

"Hold him back!"

Ilan fumbled around and pulled out a needle, and for the third time, plunged into his shoulder.

It's not over yet... It's not over yet... It's not over yet······

Ilan banged on his head desperately, as if this would speed up the effect of the drug.

The heart was full of colic, and the muscles of the whole body instantly lost control, tense to the limit, like steel, and the whole person could not move.

My heart beats... Stopped?

There was no movement in his chest······

No, it won't be like that... ENDS··· Will be here... I won't...

Forcing the right hand that didn't seem to belong to him, he slowly raised it... Knuckle tiger claw, fist hollow... Clenched fist hollow · · · Just like my mother said... Shoulder and elbow force, and...

Pat yourself in the heart!

The heart is like a rabbit that has been awakened, beating desperately with the momentum of bursting through the chest. The last time I breathed seemed to be a long time ago, the brain that was almost in shock was supplied with oxygen again, and the body gradually returned to the control of consciousness.

Although it doesn't have the effect of resurrecting the dead before, I can barely see things.

Barely enough, the world is still very blurry, and it is difficult to distinguish between objects, but it is difficult to judge the distance······

Enough is enough.

Now, make a list of all the conditions at hand······ In this mortal situation, how to use the only pieces you have left, how to make up the conditions for victory.

Although it seems like an impossible plan, ...

My words... It should be fine.

My words... It is possible to win.

"Shumu-kun... We··· You can't kill him yet. Ahem, if you still want Japanese independence... From now on... You can't judge anything at your own discretion, and my command, ahem, must be the first time... is executed. ”

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When Lloyd woke up again, he found himself surrounded by the pungent smell, gunshots, and shouts of the crowd.

The group of terrorists who kidnapped themselves appeared to have just been smoked out of tear gas and were fleeing to the next line of defense. And he was being dragged on the ground by two men by the back collar.

Lloyd was sad at this time, but unfortunately he gave birth to a genius brain, but he didn't know anything about actual combat. After thinking about it for a moment, I decided to continue to play dead.

Enemies, no, allies... No, it's not important anymore, the other side seems to be used to fighting in the smoke. Smoke grenades never stopped from start to finish, and this tactic worked best in narrow passages. The Black Knights have not seen each other's true faces since they were attacked, only faint figures floating.

The smoke screen continued to push towards this place, and bullets pierced through it, taking away the terrorists around him with precision.

Soon, the two men in front of them were fell, and the smoke screen instantly swallowed their figures.

Immediately afterwards, the two people who were dragging themselves were beaten into a sieve behind them. Lloyd only felt the back of his neck loosen, his head hit the ground hard, Venus burst out, and tears instantly filled his eyes.

"I'm my own!! I'm Roy..."

Lloyd shouted in spite of a sigh of relief, desperately trying to prop up his upper body.

He was answered by a barrage like a torrential rain, and the scientist immediately swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach, and lay on the ground with his head in his hands.

A red figure flashed out of the door next to him, grabbed the back of Lloyd's heart like lightning, dragged away without saying a word, bit the grenade latch with his mouth, and threw his head behind him without looking back.

"Yes, yes, yes! Run, run, run! ”

"Shut up! Don't you have legs?! Karen yelled in a very bad mood.

As soon as she finished speaking, Karen stumbled as if she had been hit by something, lost sensation in her left hand, and a hot sensation spread over her left shoulder.

The back of Lloyd's head touched the floor again, and the pain could not be heard, and the whole person shrank into a ball holding his head.

Karene turned to shoot back, but before the gun could be raised, another bullet hit her right leg.

The body lost its support, and Karen slowly collapsed with an incredulous expression.

What the hell is going on with these guys, let alone killing each other, I haven't even seen each other's faces... Simply... Outrageously strong!

Can't keep it... Absolutely unstoppable······

It's over······

"Mr. Lloyd!"

The Count heard a familiar voice, and in this moment of disillusionment, it seemed to be the gospel of an angel!

"Cecil !!"

In the doorway not far ahead, a dark-blue-haired woman leaned out halfway, rifle in her hand, and fired into the smoke screen.

"Mr. Lloyd! Over here! ”

Lloyd hurriedly answered, and quickly crawled towards the goddess. After half a second of battle between heaven and man, he gritted his teeth and turned around and put the girl who was shot on his shoulder.

"Lost ······"

Karene didn't even realize that this spineless guy had done such a heroic feat just now. The girl muttered as if something had been taken away.

"Don't throw in the towel!"

Lloyd placed Karen against the wall, ripped off the skin and tied it around her leg twice, strangling her until she stopped bleeding.

“··· Ay? ”

Why... Want to save me?

Then, the guy looked around the room, shoved the pistol he was looking for into Kalian's arms, and without hesitation pushed the girl to the door. He himself squatted down with his head covered in the corner, holding his head in his hands.