The vibration became more and more violent, and in the dim light, the two behemoths attacked each other furiously, and the armor-piercing swords in their hands turned into brilliant light and shadow shrouded each other's bodies. ∷，

The screeching clanging of metal clashes left shallow scratches on the surface of their respective bodies.

The sudden appearance of the enemy was a surprise to Cons, and under the high-speed impact, every collision was terrifying. The blazing flames spewed from the backs of the two airframes, and the roar of the power core under high load was like a dragon's roar, and the faces of the Polish warriors suddenly turned pale.

Once the two planes explode, not just them, but the entire small area would be flattened.

"General Kurak!" At this moment, Lucian arrived with another group of Polish troops to support, but the scene in front of him made him jaw-dropping.

"What's going on ・・・・・・ this?" Why, why are two identical mechs killing each other? And there were three destroyed mechs that fell to the ground, and Lucian was inexplicably stunned at this time.

"It's Constance, Dante-kun. As I said, he will appear in front of us. Lucian! General Kurak said with a smile, although Constance Dante was still fighting, but in his opinion, there was no suspense, no one could defeat Constance Dante's demonic control of mechas.

"That Herod!" Lucian muttered to himself as he looked incredulously at the two mechs that were fighting like wild beasts. "He can really ・・・・・・" Even if he hadn't seen the intensity of the battle with his own eyes, he could feel the tyrannical power when he looked at the shocking scars on the wreckage of the mecha lying flat on the ground.

What a brutal sword that could tear apart the bones of a mecha that couldn't be destroyed by cannon fire.

・・・・・・

Just when the Poles were terrified by Considine's god-like power, Consdante felt unprecedented pressure.

The knight who fought him in front of him was like a madman, and every attack was a dance of death, but every attack made Cons Dante have to block. Behind the seemingly crazy scenes, in fact, Consei-Dante's enemies are calm and precise, and this balance is simply terrifying. Even Constance Dante had not felt this way before facing the Teutonic Knights.

It's him!

Even without looking directly at each other, Constance Dante felt the familiar sense of oppression.

It's the man named Vincent! Whether in the alley before, or at the moment of the ambush at the military headquarters. When Constance Dante disguised himself as a Teutonic knight and was confused, his serpent-like eyes made Cons. Dante very uncomfortable. Constance Dante could feel the aura of a murderer, just like he did in [Niderhogg], the lives of this man were not just one, dozens, but hundreds. Only under such an atmosphere can he have such a breathtaking atmosphere.

"It's the first time I've met someone like you, what about you?" Suddenly. Constance Dante's headphones were filled with the other party's cold voice. Since the mechs used by the two were originally used by the Rus, they were equipped with Tver's radio channel, so Vincent blocked the original Teutonic Knights' military channel to talk to Consitine.

But Constance Dante could sense that the other party had the same curiosity about himself.

Constance Dante looked at the knight in front of him, his face was uncertain, although his memory was lost, but there was an inexplicable fierce desire in his heart, longing to retrieve that lost memory. And his intuition is telling him that the other party can give him a new breakthrough!

"Who the hell are you?" Cons, Dante, wielded the giant blade in his hand and forced the other man away.

But the mech that Vincent piloted was extremely fast. The steam stream was pulled in a straight line behind him, and the distance that Cons Dante had forced out of the way was crossed in an instant.

"That's what I want to ask you, too? I want to know. What are you? I'm sure you've got a curse on your back just like me, but I'm curious why you have that thing. Every word in Vincent's words exploded like a bombshell in Constance Dante's mind.

Could it be that there was something like that behind him, Constance Dante shuddered. Initially. Cons, Dante, didn't know what the piece behind him was, but he had a vague sense of it when he first saw Countess Minerva. And when he sat in the cockpit of Nidhogg and traded with the cold beast, he finally knew what was terrible behind him.

Even if he hadn't used anything like that, Constance Dante felt like a poisonous snake was wrapped around his back at any moment, spitting out letters and revealing its vicious fangs. Fear is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and there is no way to get rid of it.

And at the moment when Constance Dante was slightly distracted. Vincent swung his sword and aimed it at the neck of the Constance Dante mech.

A swift sword slashed through the air, and it seemed that Constance Dante could no longer escape.

However, the mecha controlled by Vincent suddenly stopped, and could no longer break through even a little, and the dragon tooth sword in his hand only weakly brushed the side of the Constance Dante mecha. At the shoulder blade of the mech's left arm, Constance Dante locked the joint so tightly that the opponent could not recharge. Just right, although thrilling, but the precision of the grasp is amazing.

Even without the aid of neural intelligence, the gifted knight has extraordinary control over mechas, and because of this, Vincent was able to determine that Constance Dante was implanted with a neural connection system like himself.

"Sure enough, we're all monsters!" Vincent kicked Consib-Dante's arm away and gave up the dragon's tooth sword in his hand and jumped away, his cold voice was filled with excitement and excitement, which is why he felt something unusual at the time and didn't tell Will. He was so excited, the excitement and excitement of finding his own kind, who could feel it.

He was not really an Imperial, but a conquered Teutonic meant that he was not qualified to be a member of the Teutonic Order, but unexpectedly, as a defeated Teutonic captive, he was sent to Rome at the age of fifteen to receive the Holy See's new neural connection technology.

From then on, in Vincent's eyes, he was like an evil ghost walking in the world, and he was immersed in killing until he met Constance Dante.

The joy is indescribable! (To be continued.) )