In the trunk of a heavy steam locomotive, the heavy repeating guns, muskets, and individual guns glowed with black, which made people shudder

The weapons were silent, but the aura they emitted told you of its danger, and it was as chilling as a viper spitting out letters. △c, in comparison, the rifle musket in the hands of the mercenaries is completely a toy!

Constance Dante couldn't help but gasp, this was definitely not an ordinary weapon, unconsciously, Cons Dante rubbed the repeating gun in front of him, and the silver-plated winged stamps on it were particularly dazzling.

Cons Dante subconsciously shuddered, as if he had opened not the door of a weapons bay but the gate of hell.

Constance Dante was about to step back, but something hard behind him was pushing against his waist.

"Don't move." A cold and hard voice rang out, it was a fiery gun pointed at Constance Dante.

There is even a mercenary?!

Too careless! Constance Dante thought that the other party had all left, but now he himself was caught in the net.

However, the other side did not shoot immediately.

"Put your hands up!" The other man ordered to put a gun against Constance Dante's back.

Constance Dante did not act rashly, he did not have the slightest doubt that if he made the slightest abnormal move, the man behind him would definitely shoot him in the head without hesitation.

"Turn your body around." The man said coldly.

However, when Constance Dante turned suddenly, a military thorn stabbed the man in the throat.

Precise and ferocious, Constance Dante repeated the inexplicable fighting moves in his mind, his body reacting almost at the same time.

But the other party was obviously on guard, and the fire was pressed against Constance Dante's chest, as long as Constance Dante dared to move again, a big hole would inevitably explode in his chest, but the sharp blade that stopped at his throat would not hesitate to cut his trachea.

"Brother Constance Dante!" Just then, Considine Dante heard Ekarina's panicked voice. Another man came out of the bushes, and Ekarina was struggling in his hands.

"Ekarina!" I didn't expect there to be another person!

But at the moment when Constance Dante was distracted, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the man dragged it down with a gun, while his other hand blocked the military spur in Constance Dante's hand.

Constance Dante bent down in pain, and with a "poof", a ferocious punch slammed into Constance Dante's face.

Constance Dante suddenly felt the smell of blood in his mouth and nose, and the next moment, a large strong hand slammed into Constance Dante's throat. It was a strong, strong, tall, bald man, like a bear, and Constance Dante was easily lifted up and pressed to the side of the carriage.

"Tell me, what's going on here?" The man asked coldly.

It was only then that Constance Dante saw the other party's appearance clearly, and everything just now was done in an electric light. Only then did he realize that neither this man nor the person who captured Ekarina was an accomplice of the mercenaries just now. The bald man's eyes were sunken, and the tattoo on the top of his head was even more terrifying, but Constance Dante found that whether it was the tattoo or the badge on another man's clothes, the pattern on it was exactly the same as the North Wind pattern painted on the destroyed purple mecha just now.

・・・・・・

In the dense woods, Chuikov carried Father Mithor and Hannes on his back to escape the hunt of the Ice Skull mercenaries, but as the mech's earth-shattering pace approached, their hope of escape became slimmer.

"Damn, Pol, you dog men and women, actually ruined Lao Tzu's car, you wait for me!" Hannes didn't forget to be ruthless even when he ran away, and indeed, if he controlled the mech, he would not be afraid of any of them at all. But now he can only flee for his life.

The group walked towards the mountains not far away, where the rugged mountain roads could stop the mechs from advancing, but it seemed that the situation they faced had become worse and worse.

The Ice Skull mercenaries have completed the encirclement of the entire forest, and the encirclement is shrinking, and the situation has become precarious.

Suddenly, Hannes stopped and did not keep up, and Chuikov slowed down.

"What are you doing? If you don't want to die, hurry up and keep up! Chuikov turned to look at Hannes with an impatient face.

"Do you really think Lao Tzu won't kill you?!" Hannes fired into the air in a rage, and now his sanity was completely consumed by rage.

"Are you crazy? You're going to lure those people in! Chuikov also roared, he didn't expect this man to do such a thing. But as soon as he took a step, the dirt exploded under his feet.

Hannes aimed his gun at Chuikov and mocked, "Do you think we can get away with it now?" It's too late! You don't know how terrible those people are, and it's better to die than to fall into the hands of those people! ”

"That's also your business, don't drag us to be backs." Chuikov didn't bother to pay attention to this man, who had been overwhelmed by fear, and turned to leave.

"Old man, tell me your identity, or you don't want to leave." Hannes continued to fire.

"Chuikov, let me down, thank you." The old man on Chuikov's back said steadily.

"But・・・・・・" Chuikov hesitated a little, and if he continued like this, the other party would probably catch up soon.

"Don't worry." Father Misore is still indifferent, Hannes guessed right, this kind of momentum can never be pretended, this is the momentum of a superior who has been under the influence of power for a long time, no matter what danger he faces, he will not change his face.

"I'm just a priest, that's who I am, and who I am・・・・・・ maybe I used to be, maybe not now."

"Grand Imam of Constantinople, Isder. This is who I was ten years ago. ”

Father Misoor, or Archimam Ister, has finally confessed his identity. No one could have imagined that the Grand Imam of the Church of Herod, who had disappeared after the fall of Constantinople, would appear in such a poor and remote place.

Even Hannes couldn't believe it, but Chuikov couldn't understand it, after all, such a fishing village might not even have heard of Constantinople, let alone what the Grand Imam was, but Hannes was different, he was a figure who had seen the world. It has long been heard that after the Crusaders captured Constantinople, the Grand Imam took refuge in the north, where he was nowhere to be found, and many people are still looking for him to become a banner of rebellion against the Holy See.

But now there are people who want to kill Isdell in every possible way?! Hannes felt like his head was a little bigger.

"It should be the Holy See, after all, they have been looking for me, but I didn't expect to be found." The old man smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head.

"Now, can we go?" Isdell asked, still amiable.