One after another, the cone-shaped armor-piercing bullets pierced through the chest of the ancient mecha little by little like a hammer chisel, destroying one of its power cores in that instant.

Finally, the last cannon in Conseidante's hand was emptied.

Twelve rounds, twelve armor-piercing bullets pierced through the majestic body of such a magnificent silver giant.

The crimson "blood" slowly flowed out of the shocking wound, and the highly flammable liquid instantly ignited a raging fire, Cons Dante looked down at the monster that had lost power in the west, but this scene in the silent place was as shocking as the slaughtering god!

The hideous crimson eyes gradually extinguished the blood, and the two arms slowly drooped, as if the monster was really dead.

Even an ancient mecha has the same principle as an ordinary mecha, and the loss of a power core is enough to make it completely out of control and lose power.

"Ha~hu~~hahu~" Constance Dante gasped violently, he could finally release his originally tense nerves, this was a big gamble, he could only bet that he could penetrate the power core of the ancient mecha.

And he finally succeeded in killing the monster, and it was a brush with death in the blink of an eye.

But just as Constance Dante let go of the lever and leaned back in his seat, ready to breathe a sigh of relief.

But those red eyes opened again!

A blood-red glow illuminated Cons Dante's pale face. Hideous and vicious, it seemed to devour Conses Dante's soul.

"I ・・・・・・ smell the smell of 'their' in you, how familiar and disgusting."

Listening to the devilish voice lingering in his ears and burrowing into Constance Dante's mind, it felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the bone-chilling cold seemed to be able to instantly freeze the blood on Constance Dante's body into ice.

"It's been so long, it's been so long that I've been asleep for an unknown number of days and nights, and I've even forgotten everything in the past, forgetting the traces left by time. But I will always remember that bitter hatred. And finally, I waited, and that day I woke up. The man's voice was deep and magnetic, but the indifference completely obscured all emotion.

It was the same language that Cons-Dante heard while sitting in Nidhogg!

"Click!"

With a crisp and loud cracking sound, the two fighting short knives inserted in the shoulder blades of the ancient mecha broke into two pieces in time.

The ancient mecha has actually restarted!

That's impossible!

Fear swept away Consdante's mind like a tidal wave, but he could do nothing. Constance Dante felt the change in the aura of the silver-gray giant in front of him. If before it was just a high-intelligence war machine, and it was still simply controlled by the will to kill, then now, the ancient mecha named [Nightmare] has become a cruel and cunning hunter.

Escape!

This word came to Cons Dante's mind first! Constance Dante didn't know what it was, could this monster really be called a machine? It has the same mind as a human being, and it also has a power that is simply incomparable to human beings, and there are only two such beings - one is a god and the other is a demon. And can such a thing really be controlled by people at will?

However, it was too late at this time, everything was already too late, and the huge mechanical claw suddenly grabbed the body piloted by Constance Dante, and Constance Dante had obviously shot through its power core with the collapse cannon, but the body of the silver giant behemoth erupted with an amazing roar. Once again, the entire body was running at high speed.

"Didn't you think so? We are far more powerful than you think. A real dragon won't die easily even if it's shot through the heart. It is not enough to be clever enough to defeat us. Just when Constance Dante was unable to move because of fear, the scene in front of him was frozen again, and the black light appeared in front of Constance Dante's eyes again.

"Human, would you like to make another contract with me?" In the light that surrounded Constance Dante, the woman's voice was full of indescribable temptation.

"I can give you the power you want! And you only need to sign a temporary contract once! ”

A temporary contract, as it had been with the Teutonic Knights before, seemed like a good deal. But Constance Dante was not willing to accept it, and the other self was constantly yelling in his heart for Constance Dante to refuse.

"Once you accept it, it's going to be doomed, Justin!" The voice rushed into Constance Dante's mind with deafening and sleepiness, causing Constance Dante to subconsciously shudder.

Yes, the voice was warning himself, although the familiar and unfamiliar voice in his memory, Cons Dante could not remember at all, but he knew that he could not accept this contract at all, and that was his last bottom line.

And the black-purple spot of light also seemed to sense Cons Dante's hesitation and struggle, and made a cold sound.

"You should know that although everything is still here, time is still passing outside, you are actually still in a dream, and you don't have much time to think about it."

・・・・・・

Was it really possible for that Herod to stop that kind of monster?

General Kurak silently asked himself in his mind, and although he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he had seen the horrific destruction caused by Constance Dante as he piloted the dragon-type mech.

Can light mechs really defeat that kind of monster alone? Even General Kurak, who pinned his last hope on Constance Dante, felt that this was completely impossible.

The quiet and terrifying streets were deserted, except for the corpses of countless Rus' soldiers, and the Polish warriors struggled to move forward with fear and gaging from the strong smell of blood. They didn't know what was going on here, but as they got deeper, everyone could feel that what they were walking in was not like a city at all, but a hell.

But they had no choice but to grope their way in the darkness without using all light sources, and from time to time the terrifying screams could be heard in the distance. Dull depression, fear of the unknown, and gloomy sadness are mixed in this army.

However, Kurak had no choice but to pray anxiously that Consité and Dante would give him a miracle. They were so optimistic that they never imagined that the situation would become like this, and that a completely unannounced change would completely disrupt all the original balance. (To be continued.) )