The cold war machines were still slaughtering, and their battles could hardly be described as a clash between knights, and the T-24 mechs were easily destroyed like cans in front of the behemoths.

Herod's defenses finally crumbled in front of the Chosen Knight, and the ground was covered with mountains of corpses and the remains of burning mechas.

What was supposed to be an underground shelter to protect the Herod turned out to be hell on earth.

The smell of blood and the scorching smell of corpses was disgusting, but the heavy black mech still slowly searched for the fish that had slipped through the net, and the flames that erupted repeatedly burned the piled up corpses.

At this moment, the resistance of the Herod was insignificant, but the black knights did not give up the search, and they received orders to completely destroy the place. They are not knights, but icy war machines, without mercy, without fear.

But they believe that under their iron hooves, there will be no one to do, and they will win even more!

The underground palace was wantonly destroyed, and the Herod who tried to hide had nothing to hide, and under the strafing of the Lianfa firearms, the fragile ** was torn apart in an instant.

The army also wearing black uniforms came out of the ruins, fully armed, they were the auxiliary infantry of the [Chosen Knight], and the Herod who escaped the slaughter of the black mecha could not escape the fate of death in the end. The arrival of this army has always sown only death.

The black soldier only showed his eyes, like a cold machine replenishing the undead with cold bullets and sharp military spurs, and for a time the blood flowed profusely.

They come and go like the wind, severing the heads of their enemies like straw, and they are the guards chosen by death.

"No, don't kill me!" The frightened Herod soldier fell to the ground, at this time he had no courage to resist at all, but the black soldier walked slowly, and the unhurried footsteps completely destroyed his reason.

"I..." Before the words could be spat out by the desperate young man, the cold military thorn pierced into his neck, and the soldier gracefully pulled out the military thorn in his hand, and the blood splattered out like a fountain, outlining a brilliant and poignant red lotus.

The Herod soldier convulsed in pain for a moment, clutching his neck and struggling, but it was all in vain, the goddess of fate had cut the thread of his life.

Looking at the lives that had disappeared in front of him, the black soldiers showed no mercy and continued the slaughter in silence.

・・・・・・

"May Your Highness prosper in martial arts!" In the darkness, Constance Dante's ears rang with the voice of Berhis.

At this time, the young man was sitting in the small and dark mecha cockpit, Cons Dante was silent, and only after a while did he slowly smile bitterly at Berhiss on the other side and said: "I'm afraid that none of us thought of what happened at this time. If I die, my sister will take care of you. ”

"That's not my sister, it's not about me." To the surprise of Constance Dante, Berchis coldly and forcefully refused, "If you want her to be happy, fight for it yourself!" ”

"Ten years ago, your knights died for you, but you didn't have to take care of their families. Ten years from now, too, if you still love those who love you, try to survive! ”

With that, Berthes cut off the communication.

The only thing that echoed in Consdante's ears was the piercing sound of radio waves.

Constance Dante slowly lowered his head, the black Liuhai covered his eyes, but a smile rose at the corner of the young man's mouth.

Behind Dante, the black soft copper tube slammed into his back like a venomous dragon that had been gathering momentum for a long time, mercilessly devouring the spinal cord that bit the boy, it was a piercing pain.

・・・・・・ black demons were still searching for their prey, and the large-caliber honeycomb in their hands spewed spewing evil flames wantonly to reduce everything to ashes.

Suddenly, he stopped, staring silently at the darkness in the corner, as if there was something disturbing somewhere.

That's a sense of crisis locked by predators! But what can threaten the [Chosen Knight]!?

The intense crisis made him raise the coupling, but it was too late.

The blue shadow suddenly roared out of the darkness!

Like a divine eagle spreading its wings to pounce on its prey, but the black knight will not be restrained, and the powerful triple power core roars with all its strength to output to this astonishingly huge monster with amazing power and speed.

The giant fist of steel that was no less than the cannonball came head-on, but the blue mecha knight did not dodge the thunderous blow at all, and he was about to turn into burning scrap metal in the hands of the black demon.

But in an instant, the sharp blade flashed, and the thick steel arm was cut in two in silence, and it turned into an elegant arc in mid-air and landed on the ground with a heavy metallic sound.

(Sure enough, although the appearance has changed.) But it's really an Achilles-type reloaded mecha. Cons, Dante, wielding the slender Sea Harrier, swung the massive blade in his hand and landed behind the black mech.

(Although there are powerful mecha and power systems, the disadvantages are also obvious.) Constance Dante sighed softly in his heart, the [Achilles] mecha is the only extreme mecha that can be mass-produced, but it cannot be compared with a mecha like the [Divine Monarch], just like Achilles in Homer's epic poem, there is a fatal weakness hidden under the strength.

This is the price of [Achilles] in exchange for great strength, the heavy armor seems to be invulnerable, but for the sake of mobility, the welds of the armor have left gaps, and the internal skeleton bracket has to be hollowed out to reduce its cost, which also makes this series of mechs unable to cope with snipers and assassinations.

If he brings the Perfect Gun, Dante can even destroy the Chosen Knight from a distance of two kilometers.

At this time, in the hands of Constance Dante is the [Broken Sacred Sword・GRAM], which is still in the experimental stage, and it is said that only the Eternal Spear can resist the Sword of Victory, but even the Broken Sacred Sword is not something that mortal creations can resist.

The black giant behind it collapsed with a bang, and the holy sword not only severed the steel arm, but also destroyed the "heart" of the huge monster, and the red high-energy fuel flowed like blood. Constance Dante walked slowly, but the collapsed black mecha suddenly used its last strength to raise the firebolt, but it was too late to pull the trigger, and the whirling blade slashed off the other arm.

The heavy sword fell to the ground, and although Constance Dante could not kill the knight in the cockpit, the mecha was completely destroyed, and the knight without the mecha was nothing.

Constance Dante stepped on the huge black mecha, just like Sigroot in Norse mythology stepped on the corpse of the giant dragon Fafnir with [GRAM] in his hand and dug out the dragon's heart, the boiling dragon blood flowed on the ground, and the sharp holy sword shone with cold light.