[Darkness, firelight, and smoke intertwine to play a silent mourning music, as if mourning this thousand-year-old city.]

The northern gateway to Constantinople had been breached, and the knights of the West were ravaging the land of Rome, while I looked at the epitaph of the emperor's tomb in front of me, and my face was as dead as ashes.

"The deceased emperor himself chose another place of burial,

But I, Bashir,

Born in the house of the purple robe, I set my grave in Hobodomun, and lay to rest in peace,

There I was content with war,

There, I was able to endure tenacity,

No one will see my spear rest.

From the moment God gave me dominion over the land of the great empire,

My life is always on the alert,

To defend the children of New Rome,

Brave march to the West,

Straight to the farthest point of the eastern frontier,

Along Abbasgo, Ismail, Arapis, Isbelle,

The Persians and Stajans testified about this.

Now, O well-meaning man,

In return for my conquest,

Take care of my grave,

Repay me! ”

I knelt before the mausoleum of Emperor Al-Bashir II, the only imperial tomb that never sits in the Emperor's Mausoleum, where the greatest emperor of Rome rests. On his deathbed, the emperor asked that his body be buried in the knights' camp to guard the northern frontier of the empire.

How ironic, I looked at the blood on my hands, and my face went crazy. Behind me are endless ruins of steel and mountains of bones······ 】

"Electronic fire control is normal."

"The powertrain is normal."

"Ready to start testing!"

The silver-white steel giant slowly walked into the huge proving ground, and the heavy multi-engine artillery was erected in all directions, such a powerful weapon of destruction, its violent power even steel would be wiped out.

Although there were very few accidents during the test, such a violent war machine had to be guarded against.

"Armor-piercing heavy sword preparation." The mechanical arm slowly lowered, and the huge heavy sword fell into the hands of [Divine Monarch Caesar], and the red-clothed guards behind Belsis trembled in unison, but their absolute loyalty to the Ottville family made them suppress their inner fears and guard Belhis's side. Julius Caesar, with a heavy sword in his hand, could not be beaten even by God.

Render to God what is God's, and to Caesar what is Caesar's.

Somehow, such a thought appeared in everyone's minds. At this time, although Constance Dante was in a huge steel mecha, he was like a real king.

"Driving test, first round." The icy sound echoed through the huge testing ground, and the silver mech raised its heavy sword in a fighting stance.

"Speed Test – Begin."

The heavy wooden cone suddenly ejected from the wall, and the powerful impact turned the cone into an arc and rushed straight towards Constance Dante.

Even before he could get closer, Constance Dante in the cockpit could already feel the terrifying power.

"The heavy artillery of the West is faster than this, if this can't be dodged..." Berchis waited calmly.

"Bang-" A screech.

The wooden cone is halved, and the flat cut surface is burr-free and smooth.

With an exclamation, two wooden cones slammed into the ground.

"He deserves to be the king of knights." Berthes sighed, and at that moment, the silver-white mecha turned into a wooden cone that flashed through the impact, and between the lightning and flint, the heavy sword in his hand smashed on the wooden cone.

The armor-piercing sword, forged with extremely high forging skills, was heavy but not less sharp, and the huge wooden cone was silently cut off.

"And what if more?" Berches whispered.

As soon as Berthes finished speaking, a rapid sound of breaking wind sounded, and several giant cones shot at Constance Dante, under such a dense attack, even if it was a wooden material, the impact on the mecha should not be underestimated.

However, the mecha turned into a streamer, and the powerful explosive power of the three-core power system was fully output, and the roar of the explosion was deafening, and behind Belhis, the red-clothed guards changed color one after another.

Although [Divine Monarch Caesar] is a new concept mecha of super mobility, its power system with a triple core has great hidden dangers. The powerful power makes the mecha extremely demanding for the driver, and this kind of violent machine is not for everyone to control. Including Berhis, it is precisely because of this that he has put his hope on Consité Dante.

"It is worthy of a real mecha, a creation of the gods." In the cockpit, the boy muttered to himself, but at this time he was like a devil, unrecognizable.

The blood splattered from his mouth and nose created a terrible fresco in the small space, and Cons. Dante's eyes were frighteningly red, like a demon coming out of hell.

"Sure enough, it's still a little reluctant! The throne that falls from the throne will eventually become the dust of history. The so-called fate is really just illusory! Constance Dante's hand pushed down the mech's lever, unleashing its tyrannical power.

The giant cone that shot away was about to hit the mecha, and the silver-white mecha retreated in the eyes of the people! With the clanging of gold and iron, the mecha controlled by Cons Dante was like a skilled and superb swordsman, the heavy giant sword danced like a flower, and under the chaotic light and shadow, the giant cone that flew out was completely broken.

It's so fast! So much so that in the eyes of the human flesh, it is like a sword cutting down.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Constance Dante threw his heavy sword on the ground, and the falling heavy sword flew into dust.

"Is this the strength of a real Knight King?" The red-clothed guard behind Berhiss exclaimed, although the knight king's fame was in the land of Asia and Europa ten years ago, but the mecha technology at that time was still in its infancy, when the legendary general star fell, everyone thought it was unworthy of the name, but at this time, when he saw the king's dignity, he knew his ridiculousness.

Even a fallen king is not to be despised by mortals.

"Driving test, second round."

"Extreme Tackling, Begin." The cold virtual female voice sounded in her ears again, and the indifferent voice that had been giving instructions just now.

"Ahem." Constance Dante was violently hemoptysis in the cockpit at this time, and the powerful impact load made Constance Dante's weak body completely unable to bear it. The so-called knight is nothing but a madman who burns his life for the so-called illusory way of knighthood.

When the mecha was first built, it was not assembled in large quantities because it was impossible to find a matching knight.

"Is it really too reluctant?" Constance Dante smiled bitterly, and in front of him, a black shadow rose from the underground lifting platform.