Watching the monster in front of them slowly fall, everyone couldn't believe their eyes. Is the Knight King really dead? Although they believed that nothing in this world was invincible, they were overwhelmed by the visual impact as if something immortal had collapsed before their eyes.

"Your Highness, it seems that the Knight King's ・・・・・・ has reached its limit, aren't you ready to save him?" The old man looked at the young man beside him and asked.

"—or did you really give up on him?"

Dark clouds rolled up in the sky, strong winds swept in the waves, and the calm Golden Horn became restless.

"The wind is blowing." Bashils muttered to himself, and the rain trickled down from the sky. This is a precursor to heavy rainfall, and during this season, Constantinople will have flood season, and the Strait of Storms will become a death zone.

"yes, it's this time of year again, and the Storm Strait is raging again!" The old man held up an umbrella, "Are you ready to go back, Your Highness?" ”

"I'm never going to give up on him, Conson. Unless he gives up on himself. BASHILES SHOOK HIS HEAD, LOOKING AT KLIBANOPHORO AND MUTTERING TO HIMSELF.

"But apparently, he won't."

・・・・・・

"Hahaha, Your Highness the Knight King, have you finally reached your limit?" Watching this sudden turn of events, Álvaro burst out laughing, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Finally made me wait. My father's humiliation at Adrianople can finally be washed away by me with your blood. ”

Ten years earlier, the vanguard of the Crusaders of the Holy See had arrived at Adrianople, the gateway to the new Roman Empire, with the expectation that it would be destroyed in one fell swoop. But they were faced with a nightmare.

It was this ghost in front of him who single-handedly destroyed the crusades of the Holy See. And the commander of that battle was none other than Álvaro's father, and after Emperor Valens, Rome suffered a crushing defeat at Adrianople for the second time. Álvaro's father was impeached by the cardinal, retaining only the title and retiring to his hometown.

And Álvaro joined the Holy See with this disgrace, relying on his outstanding military exploits to gain control of [Michael], he wants to do his best, surpass the Knight King, and become the most powerful knight.

But in the eyes of Constance Dante, the man sitting in the mecha in front of him was so ridiculous.

"It's really ridiculous that the Holy See would hand over the [Maharaja] to you!" Constance Dante laughed mockingly.

"Do you really deserve to wash away the shame with my blood?" It is sad that Dante Constante laughed heartily, and these foolish people were still obsessed with the name of the Knight King.

"Even if you kill me, you're just a clown." Constance Dante whispered to Álvaro in his headphones.

The words just fell!

A heavy punch fell suddenly, and it was clear that Cons Dante had caught it, but his body, which was already on the verge of collapse, could not react.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

[KLIBANOPHORO] FLEW OUT AND FELL HEAVILY INTO THE RUINS.

Even the nerve connection only strengthened Constance Dante's body, and at this moment, this body was almost scrapped, not to mention that Constance Dante's body could no longer support it.

"Warning, warning, neural fit is declining!" , I saw that on the dashboard, the data was constantly declining. Once the fit is less than 80%, the instantaneous current that gets out of control will go violent, then Cons Dante may be in danger of life!

However, Constance Dante did not mean to dismiss the Dragon's Jade Aopu.

The rampaging nerve currents flowed through his body, like countless steel needles piercing Confnzon Dante's body.

"Annoyed?" Constance Dante sneered, but responded with Michael's punch.

Álvaro was completely dominated by rage.

Die, die, die!

"I'm going to drag you out of the mecha and pinch you to death, so that everyone knows about the so-called Knight King, but that's it." Álvaro gritted his teeth over the intercom and said to Constance Dante.

"Oh, is it? So so much cannon fodder was sent? Constance Dante replied sarcastically, even though he was suffering from the pain of heart-wrenching.

It's not close!

【KLIBANOPHORO】Slowly and hard to get up.

"What right does the declining king have to say this?" That being said. But Álvaro's terrifying eyes were like black holes, as if they were about to swallow Constance, Dante, and the body.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the torrential rain washed the whole city, and the blood and dust mixed with the rain were washed away. The flames were also gradually extinguished in the torrential rain, and the broken mecha remains stood quietly like statues at this moment, quiet and peaceful.

And unlike when the battle subsided, the storm was approaching, and a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea. Like the cries of the inhabitants of the abyss, the storm swept into the shore wall with huge waves, and there was a clattering sound.

At this moment, the overcast sky was suddenly illuminated by something. Behind Michael, the chariot carrying the true cross slowly approached.

It was an inconspicuous black cross, and it was hard to imagine that it was a relic left behind by the crucifixion of the Son, except for the pearl that illuminated the gloom.

Naturally, Cons Dante didn't really think that it was a holy relic, the so-called [True Cross] and [Divine Soldiers] were just relics left by ancient civilizations. It's just that Constance Dante looked at the true cross, and a sense of unease arose in his heart.

"Do you know what it's for, Knight King?" In his ears, Alvaro's shuddering voice suddenly sounded.

"Do you have a ridiculous paraphernalia for prayer?" Constance Dante sneered.

"No! It took the Holy See ten years to finally discover its usefulness. You know? We call it the Pillar of Judgment, the Judgment of the Knights! "MICHAEL GRABBED KLIBANOPHORO BY THE NECK, PREVENTING CONS DANTE FROM BREAKING FREE.

"Five years ago, there was also a knightly rebellion launched by the Albigens, and on that occasion, even the Holy See was almost overthrown, but before the [True Cross], all heresies will be judged."

"Heh, the Holy See has also moved this thing out, it seems that it has really made up its mind!" Bashiles' gaze fell on the black cross.

"That's?"

"Torture instruments. Ancient ancestors used it to execute rebels. ”

・・・・・・

"Now - judge heresy!" Álvaro walked under the True Cross and said in a deep voice.

Suddenly, a purple current wrapped around the black cross lit up Consdante's eyes.