The glass had spilled all over the deck and onto Kitaro's trousers and boots. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A fragment of a glass of wine had also dug into the seam of his gold-embroidered trousers, making a mess of the priceless handmade fabric, but he didn't care.

In the distance, the pillar of light flew up and down in the night sky, and the "Guards Air Force" he relied on fell down one by one like a small sparrow being pounced on by an eagle. And the white eagles that whipped and shot them down with the whip of fire in their hands flickered and sprinted between the prey, or rampaged, as if they were in a no-man's land.

The AT-802U Furby was already at full fire after taking the lead during the dive. Before the low-altitude trio around the coastline had dispersed, Phoebe made a dive and made a beautiful circling arc, packing the remaining two horses into the head-up display.

For the time being, the wingman will not perform badly - if Phoebe handed in a perfect score in the first battle, then his instructor and captain will give a perfect work of art. For the three cavalry squads, which also flew in a semi-dense formation, he first knocked down two of the horses with a skillful point shot (instead of the long point shots and strafing that Phoebe had chosen), and then a roll and climb again to dive again to lock the third rider position from the searchlight field of view to descend in a panic.

Of course, this scene seems to be long, but in fact, it only takes a few tens of seconds before and after to decide the complete victory. And all of this was seen by the living god Kitaro, whose legs trembled. By the time he came back to his senses, a group of dignitaries in the chamberlain were already half-kneeling a few meters behind him, their frightened eyes and faces that were even uglier than dirt could be described as indescribable.

They had all witnessed with their own eyes the scenes that had taken place over Dingguan Island, and at this moment, they naturally did not even dare to take a breath of air, so they leaned over and waited for Kitaro to get angry—or give an order.

Kitaro looked at these loyal church warriors, his teeth aching and his heels weak, but he couldn't say a word. He turned to look around, and even the lights in the ship were dim, and in contrast to the searchlight post in the distance, he looked like a centenarian in his last years, which was embarrassing.

Everything in front of us, from far to near, is almost unfavorable to the church. Will it rely on the huge size of the empty ship, the sturdy protection and the powerful attack power of many magicians to drive these flies away, or will they leave the corpses of the warriors and flee in a hurry?

Between these swings, Quitaro chose the latter first. Although the shipless ship is almost forgotten, it is still not far off—if even the last pride of the church cannot be brought back to Lancas, then the church will indeed be doomed like this ship.

"Retreat." Thinking of this, Kitaro gave the order without hesitation, but the eyes that looked up at him were full of hesitation, and there was no intention of carrying out the order.

The one-sided killings outside the window continued, the shadows of the chain of fire and the searchlight posts came and went—those standing on the stage did not want to admit defeat, and those kneeling in the audience did not dare to express their opinions, and the scene was extremely embarrassing for a while.

"I said retreat—" Kitaro raised his hand. The scene where Chen Heng strangled the torture servant with his hands on the spot was still fresh in his mind. The Bi-Moon Church can no longer afford it, and it no longer has the executive power to endure such a great loss. If we come again, I am afraid that the church will immediately fall apart, and the most devout congregation will be scattered, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

As for the future, of course, I'll talk about it after I do it -- there's still a fart discussion value for something that isn't there.

Outside the window of the empty ship, Phoebe and his comrades are still constantly refreshing the achievements of the gods. Those one-winged small planes flew up and down with their excellent maneuverability and energy recovery ability ahead of the times, while the dragon corpses and warrior corpses that fell to the island, as well as various pendants and equipment, smashed to the ground like hailstones, and the roofs left exaggerated loud noises and exclamations all over the island.

Faced with this scene, the attendants and the members of the two assemblies on the island naturally looked frightened - but the former pretended to be smug and then frightened, and the latter only felt that there was a surprise for the rest of his life rising from the bottom of his heart.

Although in the previous few days, the attendants had completely suppressed the various forces on Dingguan Island, making them panic all day while the messenger news was completely cut off, the loss of the strength of the Flying Dragon Aviation Force had reversed the situation and allowed Dingguan Island's side to regain some upper hand.

"We never meant to betray the Servant of God." At this moment, one of the leading scholars of the Forbidden Spell Research Society was under the safe lid of the pavilion and pointed out to the overseers sent by the attendants. "But think about it, who keeps people staring at us, and doesn't trust us? It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, isn't it? ”

Although the official position of the overseer is not as good as that of the bishop, it is not a small name - his official position is that of the priest of the temple caste, and the scholars of the Forbidden Spell Research Society have no way to see him with a head three points lower.

But at this time, he could only look at the arrogant bachelor with a big belly and keep silent. Even if his reasoning about "official beeping and civil rebellion" had to be placed before it was dark, it was an outright crooked argument and could have been burned at the stake on the charge of apostasy, but now his words are already irrefutable truths.

"People from other worlds will still come, and we may not be able to stop them when the time comes." The bachelor sighed, pretending to be very regretful, but in fact, his heart was happy. "Look at it, look at it, what will the Divine Servant do with you, what will we do? Is it like these brothers who died in the sky without explanation, or is it good to sit down and talk to people from another world? ”

Of course, the bachelors who advocate peace talks with China and Elta on Dingguan Island are still arrogant and unwilling to accept the real reality. The door to peace talks that was closed by the hands of the gods of the world after the end of the Elta Liberation War will not be opened again, nor will they be able to open it by their own strength.

"If the Servant of God ...... Abandon the words of this island. ”

"Huh?" The maester smiled imperceptibly, the inexplicable fall of flesh from the island was enough to make the most faithful of the faithful doubt his faith—he was right.

"If Lord Kitaro's empty ship leaves us, I swear by my faith in the true God here." The priest looked at another illuminated dragoon on the distant skyline, and finally made up his mind. "I will restrain my men so that they are no longer obsessed with resistance...... Unnecessary...... This is the end of the senseless sacrifice, and there can be no more. ”

"yes." The bachelor looked at the five or six semi-automatic rifles that were raised high in the weapons research institute behind him, that is, the "strange creation of another world", and kept repeating the word "senseless sacrifice" in a low voice, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and sigh:

"From the beginning of our assistance to the Elta Empire to the present, we have lost nearly half a million officers and soldiers (including captured and killed) in the hands of the people of the other world, and hundreds of thousands of refugees have been lured and coerced to the 'new paradise' developed by the people of the other world. It's time to make a decision to let go, isn't it, my brother? ”

When they stop looking at the gods of the present world and make "human choices", then it is only a matter of time before the Church of the Two Moons ceases to exist.

"You have to ...... The stakes must be understood, the Servant of the Most High God. At the same time, the white-haired and white-bearded old priest on the empty ship turned the magic wand in his hand and landed on his knees to face Kitaro with his final death.

"This, this empty ship is the last pride of the Church!" Kitaro, on the other hand, didn't look at him at all, walking back and forth repeatedly and quickly, revealing his infinite anxiety in his gestures. "Whether I myself will be able to go back is not the main question, if this empty ship does not return to Lancas, it will be all over, can you understand?!"