Chapter 195: Pretending to be the extreme

The Immortal Knight did not charge.

He looked around proudly like a demon god.

There was no word of grief and indignation all around, only the hovering fighter jets were still roaring.

The spear in his hand suddenly pierced out and hit a stone pillar, starting from the tip of the spear, the holy white light spread rapidly in all directions, and soon the entire front of the grand theater in front of him was completely enveloped in white light, and it looked like a fairyland in the night, and at this moment, the Heroic Knight raised his head high, and his arm seemed to be pushed forward with all his might.

The white light slowly moved forward.

The Grand Theater started in front of him, slowly disappearing as the white light progressed, turning into a high sand dune and gradually moving forward.

The big waves around are like mourning.

"God's punishment, this is God's punishment, punishment for the sins of the world, punishment for those who blaspheme!" The priest screamed in the crowd.

The crowd around him looked at him speechlessly, but there were many believers who knelt on the ground and sang hymns like accompaniment.

But there is also such a point of meaning, otherwise why wouldn't this Heroic Spirit Knight attack in other directions? Although the west side is a park, the south side can be similarly densely populated...

But there's a church on the south side,

Of course, the National Centre for the Performing Arts is more eye-catching, and this is overlooked.

The white light continued to move forward slowly but firmly, and the Immortal Knight continued to stand there posing, no one noticing, just then a completely different fighter plane from the F16 appeared in the sky.

"Can I just jump out?"

Five hundred meters in the air, Duke Xuanming asked lightly, it is obvious that if you land at the airport, it will take time to toss again, and there is no suitable place to land on the streets of Warsaw.

"If you want to jump, I'll have to, and the plane will be destroyed." The front-seat pilot said cautiously.

"I'll pay you back."

"No, they will pay for it, you wait for me first." The pilot said as he adjusted the direction angle. Avoid the fighter crashing into a building in the city and shout backwards: "Press the red button next to you!" ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud bang behind him, Duke Xuanming had already flown out in the catapult chair, and the pilot hurriedly pressed the ejection button and flew out after him, and at the same time as the two umbrella flowers opened, the runaway Gripen plunged into the Vistula River.

The crowd below raised their heads in amazement, and saw an umbrella flower suddenly jump abnormally, and then the person hanging below separated from the parachute and fell straight from a height of 200 meters. But just as he was about to fall down, he began to slow down as if something was lifting underneath, and then slowly landed on the ground with his hands behind his back.

"Duke Xuanming!"

Immediately there was a shout of excitement from the crowd, and it was clear that the big bobs recognized who the person who had descended like a god was, and their savior had come.

Even the Spirit Knight turned his head, as if sensing a threat, he turned his horse's head, and at the same moment, the white light that had destroyed half of the National Theater suddenly disappeared.

The crowd dispersed. Give them enough battlefields.

Duke Xuanming, who was standing with his hands in his hands, looked at the majestic Heroic Spirit Knight fifty meters away, who was also looking at him. No one spoke, and there wasn't even any superfluous movement, the Heroic Knight suddenly raised his riding spear, and then the war horse under his crotch began to charge.

But Duke Xuanming did not move.

It's like in a jousting arena in the Middle Ages. The Heroic Knight charged at full speed with his spear, and the sound cone-shaped shield instantly sprouted at the tip of his spear, even more brilliant than before. More unstoppable.

Duke Xuanming stood with his hands in his hands, his gaze as calm as water without the slightest fluctuation.

The Immortal Knight was faster, but the shield of light on the tip of his spear began to retract backwards, forming a blade that was getting brighter and brighter, and in the blade of light, it was even possible to see that the mounted spear in his hand was also brightening, quickly turning fiery red like steel scorched by flames.

The surrounding crowd could even feel the oppression in the air, it was obvious that the Heroic Spirit Knight was doing his best, and some people even looked at Duke Xuanming with frightened eyes, afraid that he would not be able to block this terrifying blow.

But Duke Xuanming still didn't move.

But at the moment when the tip of the gun touched his body, he moved in a panicked scream.

The right hand that had been carrying behind him stretched out like lightning, and the palm that stood up suddenly appeared in front of him, and the Heroic Knight's spear also hit his palm at the same time.

Light.

Blinding light.

Like a nuclear bomb that exploded, the dazzling white light swelled rapidly from the point of impact of the spear and the palm of the gun.

But there was no sound, only the air waves like the shock wave of the explosion, rushing around like a tsunami raging waves, and under the impact of the air waves, even the ground rolled up, and no one in the crowd could stand, all of them were knocked down by the air waves.

But behind Duke Xuanming, it was as if there was a towering embankment to protect him, and even the branches and leaves of the trees did not shake at all.

The impact of the qi wave passed in an instant, and a mournful crowd hurriedly helped them up, only to find that the Duke of Xuan Ming and the Heroic Spirit Knight were still in their respective positions, and the tip of the riding spear was still on the palm of the erect palm.

It's as if time has frozen.

But at this moment, in the midst of all the attention, a smile appeared on Duke Xuanming's originally calm face, and then his raised right hand gently pushed forward.

The spear began to shatter from the tip of the spear, and in the white light radiating from it, like a broken mirror, it shattered from front to back, and the pieces dissipated, dissipated in the air like evaporation, and soon the shattering spread to the hand of the Heroic Knight, and his hand was also shattering in the same way, and then his arm, his body, and the war horse under his crotch......

The once unstoppable Heroic Spirit Knight, in this way, turned into countless fragments and dissipated into the air in the eyes of the people, leaving only a trace of sighing, lingering in the empty square.

And Duke Xuanming's left hand is still behind him.

"Shenwei, Shenwei is terrifying!"

Boss Wang on the airship said with emotion, and then reached out and patted a stupid little beauty pi fart, and before she could understand, she was directly pressed on the tempered glass face forward, and then the airship that was originally hovering quietly in the air immediately began to shake violently.

Well, Duke Xuanming has already pretended to be forced to the extreme, and just as he walked towards the pilot with an indifferent face, many of the big bobo waves around him knelt down reverently, but the guys who sang hymns just now looked at him blankly one by one and were obviously messy.

The priest, in particular, holding a small cross in his hand, watched in amazement at the place where the Heroic Knight had dissipated, motionless as if petrified, and it was estimated that it would be difficult for him to recover for a while.

"Ignorant humans!" Duke Xuanming looked at them with pity and said.

Of course, for this hero who saved Warsaw, the Dabo government must have something to say, and before he could take a few steps, a government official who had been waiting next to him appeared out, introduced his identity with a smile on his face, and then invited His Excellency Duke Xuanming to a lengthened Mercedes-Benz car, and then sent directly to the most luxurious hotel in the local area, and specially chartered a presidential suite for this noble god to rest.

The next day was met by the leading officials of the government and parliament, including Duda, and some members of the civil society, but it was clear that Duke Xuanming did not like this nonsense, and the next afternoon he boarded a Swedish military plane that had come at his request, and flew back to Jönköping to continue his leisurely life of boating and fishing.

The Dabo government did not hold back too much, after all, Jönköping is not far from Warsaw, and the fighter jets are nothing more than a half-hour flight, and they have a bunch of things to be busy with now, just the garbage in Warsaw, and the compensation for the casualties are enough for President Duda's headache, especially the National Center for the Performing Arts, which can be said to cry when you look at it.

As for Boss Wang himself, in a good place like Warsaw, there are countless beauties waiting for him to taste, there are not enough big waves and the surrounding countries, except for Germany and other Lithuania, Belarus is famous for its beauties, enough for him to get drunk and dream of death, this guy has been tossing in the women's pile for a whole week, and then he was satisfied with the countless nostalgic eyes to get on the plane and fly to Gaul to enjoy the fiery enthusiasm of the Gallic beauties.

The appearance of the Templar Heroic Spirit caused an uproar in Europe, especially Gaul, when the Battle of Warsaw was not over, the president had already signed an order declaring a state of emergency, and at the same time, the navy, land and air forces all entered the first level of combat readiness, and even the army's Leclerc main battle tanks were deployed to the streets of Paris, and checkpoints were set up at airports, docks, stations and even traffic arteries, and all vehicles entering Paris were inspected by the military.

It was clear that they had been fooled by Boss Wang's idle tricks, thinking that the Heroic Knights had been transported to Warsaw by the two trucks from some secret place, and that they also thought that this organization was in some mysterious corner of Europe.

The Gauls were really afraid that the Templar spirits wanted revenge and wanted to pay back the blood debt of the tens of thousands of knights, and they were the real target, and the culprit for this was their Philip IV, who was burned at the stake. Morality. Grand Master Morley's curse has always been a mystery. It is not clear why the Heroic Knight has taken action on the Great Bobo, but it is clear that Gaul is the most likely target among the remaining nations.

It is estimated that except for the Scots, most of the countries in Western Europe have been stained with the blood of the Templars, and they have copied people's property so heartily when they copied people's property, and now it is their turn to be terrified. (To be continued......)