"Sure enough, it's still a step too late!" The woman complained angrily, "Dandoro's speed is really too fast for the Holy Majesty to grasp!" According to the original plan, she could have stopped it, although she didn't care about the lives of the people here, but the Knight King was still very important after all. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the city full of flames, Elenor also felt a headache, perhaps no one knew that on the day of the fall of the city of Trebizond, the Pope sent his direct special guard to drive an ironclad ship to take advantage of the night to cut the waves. It was not that the Herod were negligent again, but because the storm period in the Black Sea had not yet ended, it stands to reason that no one should have been able to cross the strait to get here.

However, this ironclad ship is a super-large battleship known as the "Leviathan class" by the Holy See, and its exaggerated tonnage is not taken into account even in the face of strong winds and waves. The Leviathan itself is the legendary giant whale that breathes fire, and how the storm stops its pace of destroying the world. Originally, this weapon was only used to deal with the strong defense of Constantinople in the new Roman Empire, but due to the decay of the empire itself, this weapon was embarrassed to become a chicken rib. Against the East, this kind of super behemoth seems to be too overkill, but the most important thing is that the Holy See is deeply feared by the power of Leviathan-class warships, what if this kind of thing becomes a threat to its existence?

I can't imagine that, like mechas, the already ambitious Western nations could build huge warships, maybe that would be the day of the destruction of the Holy Church. When the guns on the ship fire in unison, their power is probably incomparable to that of any ultimate mecha, except for the existence of that kind of thing, of course.

And the fact that Pope Ingwe used this secret existence at any cost is enough to prove the importance of this operation.

However, after all, it was still impossible to be completely sure of what was going on, and the timing of Dandoro's attack was like a madman, and even Elenor, who had all the information about the other party, felt that he was caught off guard.

Can the Knight King hold on any longer?

……

The flames burned in the darkness, and everywhere there was a mournful cry of despair. The citizens who were still immersed in joy are now cold corpses.

What they never imagined until they died was that another catastrophe would befall this land. That scene was very similar to Constantinople fourteen years ago, and for a while Consz Dante couldn't tell whether this was reality or memory.

"This can't be, this can't be ......" muttered to himself, the knight king could be so out of shape, maybe it was such a fragment of broken memories that almost made Consitine Dante's heart become impossible to integrate again.

However, by this time he was not completely ignorant as before, and quickly, Constance Dante calmed down his breath.

"His Royal Highness ...... Justine?" Sylvia looked at Constance Dante with some concern, she understood what Constance Dante was thinking in front of her, and remembered that when she was in the council hall, Constance Dante recalled the gaffe of Constantine's death, which made Sylvia feel worried.

But to the girl's surprise, Constance Dante regained his composure in an instant, "Take me to it!" ”

"It?" Sylvia was a little unable for a moment, she didn't understand what Constance Dante meant.

“【KLIBANOPHORO】！ Now there's no one but me to stop it! Constance Dante shouted loudly, and the chaotic streets were full of trabizons fleeing aimlessly.

"That kind of power is absolutely beyond the imagination of the mecha legion, and there is absolutely no one other than the Holy See who can mobilize this terrifying power." Can Constance Dante be absolutely sure that it was the power of the Holy Church, and even they had reached out to this place? It's hard to believe that they would do this, what is there here that the Turks, the Crusaders and the Holy See covet? Is it just the data of the new Roman Empire mechas, or the ancient mechas, it is absolutely impossible, it is absolutely unreasonable for them to just do this.

"But—" Sylvia didn't have time to react, she didn't know what Considine wanted to do at this time. "I can't do anything about the mecha in the military department, and Narcissus is not here!" Of course, it is impossible to give such a sensitive thing to the knight king, whose identity is still inconclusive, so naturally it is where the military headquarters is.

"Then take me quickly!"

As his mind flashed, Constance Dante struggled to find the things he had overlooked. But no matter how he searched for the dry intestines, he still couldn't think of the key.

Justin, you know it yourself.

Suddenly, in the ears of Conseidante, he suddenly heard the voice that was always laughing and sarcastic.

That's—

Constance Dante was startled, it was Bashiles's voice. Suddenly, Constance Dante finally remembered what the boy had said to him that day.

"Yes, it's the [Origin Species]." Constance Dante couldn't help but shudder, he was too stupid, Bashiles had been hinting to himself before, the so-called original mecha, that kind of thing could never be easily taken away by him, then there was only one explanation, it was in this city. And only in this way can the Holy See pounce on it like a hungry wolf.

"Wait a minute." Constance Dante called out to Sylvia, who was looking for a way out of the chaotic streets, he had already made a decision.

"Justinian, what do you think of?" Obviously, those eyes were surprisingly calm, but the previous surprise still made the girl unable to believe that Constance Dante had really escaped the previous influence? And what exactly does he decide to do next?

"Take me to King Angros! I have something to ask him. Constance Dante had finally made a decision, and the mecha matter could be put aside for the time being, but he had to ask about that matter.

……

Heavy iron hooves rage without any mercy, this is the style of the Papal Army, since they are the apostles of God, then absolutely abandon all undeserved emotions on the battlefield.

"Area Four is completely suppressed. Complete. Clemand reported over the intercom that his Knights of the Apocalypse were turning the city into flames, and even civilians had no intention of stopping. This is the order given by the Holy See, and their task is to completely destroy the city, even if it is a civilian, just kill it.

"Didn't you meet resistance for a while? It went unexpectedly well! Urban sat in his mecha and sighed slightly, and said to himself, "Maybe God will blame me, haha!" "He can only use this way to dissipate his mood, although he is nominally a Knight of the Apocalypse, but they are only for the cardinal opportunity to be responsible for cleaning up some shady killing machines.

The world is not black and white, more gray in between, but it is more of an eyesore, and they and the Inquisition play precisely that role. But this time, it was the unarmed people who were targeted, and Urban was a little unacceptable for a while.

"Leo, Heathcote, what's going on with you?" Urban went to inquire about the other two knights, after all, the attack was carried out simultaneously from four directions. As Dandoro said, the explosion was the beginning of the attack, and at twelve o'clock in the night, the dazzling flames shone on the four walls of Trebizond, and the huge explosion directly reduced the already fragile and barely repaired walls to dust.

This also allows the Knights of the Apocalypse to go straight in, and the people of the Inquisition inside are indeed perfect.

"Weak resistance, they didn't seem to expect us to surprise us."

"As the flag bearer said, this is not a war, it's a killing."

The torrent of steel passed through nothing like grass, and the barrage of artillery mounted on the heavy mechs roared and rained down shells on the devastated city.

"Whew-" At this time, your squad let out a long breath, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

"Your Excellency the Knight!" A cacophony of mechanical sounds came from a mech-knight beside him, waiting for Urban, waiting for him to give his final orders.

"Let's get started!" Urban understood that as a reed in the river of fate, he had no choice but to follow orders. He, like Clement, was an "orphan" that the cardinal was looking for everywhere, and of course how could the so-called qualified be so coincidentally "orphans"? The truth of this is known only to the Holy See itself! But since it was the Holy Church that gave them "life," they could only obey.

At this time, in front of Urban, the belated Knight of Trebizond also set up a battle formation to resist them, but in the eyes of Urban it was completely futile.

……

"How...... How so? Andopoules looked at the bloody bullet hole in his chest, and couldn't believe that he was going to die like this, at the hands of the young man in front of him.

"Ahh I was surprised that he hadn't doubted me until now! However, it also reflects that my previous preparation methods are still not wrong. Valence teased as he looked mockingly at Andopoulis, who had trampled himself under his feet.

Yes, no one thought that the guy who was raised like a dog would become his own funeral person. Andopoulis really couldn't have imagined that he would go so wrong.

With an unwilling look in his eyes, Andopouli was shot and fell, and this was just the beginning.

"It's you!" On the other hand, Narcisse was staring at Varence, the eldest grandson of King Angros, and he could not believe it at this point. He finally understood what Angros wanted to ask him before. The man had already sensed that something was wrong in the city, and he had made himself the object of suspicion, but in the end, he never expected that the person who betrayed him was Valens, a young man who had already become a pawn and was not willing to become a puppet. His ambitions seem to be much greater than he imagined!

"Why?" Narcis looked at Valence and asked, if he still couldn't figure out why the other party was doing this, even if he was unwilling to become a puppet, he shouldn't have done such a vicious thing.

"There is no need to answer you." At this time, Valence had completely lost the kind of eyes he used to have, and it turned out that the dandy attitude of the past was completely a disguise, and he actually endured it to this point. Narcisse couldn't help but admire the young man either. He had deceived Andopulis so easily for so many years, and now he had pushed Trebizond to ruin.

"So, now you want to kill me?" There was no fear in Narsis's voice, even if it was death, he didn't want to be so confused.

But Valence raised the muzzle of the gun, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer: "Kill you? What a lot of fun! Of course not, temporarily. ”

"Do you want to know the location of King Angros through me?" Narsis was a politician, quick-witted and reacted quickly.

But this was nothing to Valens, and he nodded calmly, "Of course, what else?" ”

Hearing Valens' answer, Narsis immediately asked, "Did you arrest Mikhail before?" ”

"Of course, otherwise it would have been more difficult to change the guard today. I got his signature, and with the seal of Andopolis, which I kept, everything went well! And now that I think about it, the biggest regret is that I couldn't kill the old man with one blow. But now I really have to ask him something! Valence laughed almost cold-bloodedly, sending a shudder to Nalcis.

Is there really such a person in this world?

At the headquarters of the gendarmerie, it was already in chaos at this time. The gendarmerie had no idea that they had died at the hands of Valens, and who would care to protect the nobles of the Presbyterian Church at such a time? The gendarmerie headquarters is now empty.

And the men dressed in black could walk in with dignity, with silver crosses on their chests, naturally the people of the inquisition who were feared, but now everything was too chaotic for anyone to notice them. Of course, anyone who notices it will become a corpse at the feet of those inquisitors.

"Mikhail, did you finally choose to refuse?" One last time, Admiral Simon asked, looking at his old friend of many years.

"I'll watch you perish." Mikhail said as he stared at each other.

But Admiral Simon then put the bullet in the muzzle of the gun into the other man's skull, and said with a sigh: "Maybe, but you didn't see it." "He's been waiting for too long, too long, and no one can stand in his way. (To be continued.) )