A brilliant glow blooms at dawn.

The brilliant light was gentle and tenacious, illuminating almost the entire barracks.

Edward and Griffin were stunned to see the blooming brilliance.

Although it was fleeting!

But the rushing steel chariot became two neat petals in the tooth-aching cutting sound.

Sting, stinging!

There was a sound like electricity, and the black liquid stuck to the two chariots, and Mika's unbelievable voice rang out from it.

"How is that possible?!"

"How do you know the Dawn Mystic Technique?!"

"There's no way anyone knows the Dawn Secret Technique right now!"

Amid the high-pitched shouts, flames began to burn on the chariot.

After the fire spreads—

Rumble!

In the huge explosion, a fireball tumbled up, and the thick black smoke made the entire sky even deeper.

A crystal the size of a jelly bean is very conspicuous in this black.

A rich fragrance begins to permeate.

Without hesitation, Jason raised his hand and grabbed it in his hand.

Holding back the urge to swallow, his gaze scanning the chariot wrapped in flames.

Tread, stomp.

Footsteps rang out.

Edward and Griffin, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, changed their faces.

"You can't die!"

Griffin whispered to himself.

Mika really didn't die.

But the state is extremely different.

The white hat was long gone, the leather jacket, shirt, and pants were even more tattered, only a few rags hung on his body, and his entire body was covered with burns.

But his eyes were still fine, and he was able to just stare at Jason.

"Why did you know the Dawn Mystic?"

"Which Dawn family heir are you?"

Maika asked Jason.

Jason?

With a toe pick, he took the shotgun in his hand again.

Bang!

Click!

Bang!

Click!

The continuous firing, the pieces of projectiles hit Maika's body and flesh and blood, and he retreated again and again.

"Do you think you've won?"

"Do you think that defeating me is victory?"

"Tell you!"

"It's just getting started!"

Maika roared.

At the same time, he is still struggling.

Undoubtedly, firearms have become no longer lethal for Maika at this time.

So, Jason raised his right hand.

Call!

A cone-shaped flame that covers Maika.

Although the proficient level of [Charles Incendiary] only has the power above the bullet level, the way of fire attack makes Maika scream again and again.

"Ahhh

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Why are you still able to use flames!"

There was confusion in the screams.

As the leader of the 'Ghost Squad', Maika has been exposed to quite a lot of 'mysterious knowledge', including some esoteric knowledge, but no matter what kind of knowledge, he does not have the ability to directly use 'fire'.

Instead, it needs to be arranged in layers to be able to use 'flames'.

Not only is the process complex, but so is the use.

If he could really use it directly, he would have learned it a long time ago.

Esoteric?

No!

No, it won't!

There could be no more secret legends like this!

That's only ...... left

Jason also gained the knowledge of 'those guys'!

Maika suddenly came to her senses.

Only the 'weird' who appears on the battlefield have such knowledge.

And it's not surprising that Jason shuttles through the battlefield and acquires such knowledge.

I just don't know, where does Jason's knowledge come from?

Is it what he knows?

Is it hidden by the 'Silver Federation'?

Or did he encounter it alone?

Thinking of this, Maika shouted again:

"Enough!"

"Stop!"

"We're on the same camp!"

Jason really stopped at Mika's shouting.

This made Mika more and more sure that Jason was the same kind as him.

Mika, who had been severely burned, cracked her mouth and smiled a grin that could be called hideous.

"As the 'true king', we shouldn't kill each other!"

"We are all candidates for the title of King of the World."

"The chariot regiment of the 'Silver Federation' is coming soon, and they will bulldoze the entire city of Xinde - this is the choice of another 'true king', and he has chosen this rough way."

"Of course, it's possible that the 'one' who 'grived' him liked it that way."

"Either way, I think we'll get out of here."

Maika, who thinks Jason is the same kind of person, begins to reveal some news.

It is not only to show his sincerity, but also to put pressure on Jason.

The same 'true king' is not just the same kind.

There's still competition!

After all, the king of the world, there is only one!

However, Maika discovers that Jason has only lifted the corner of his mask and shoved a crystal the size of a jelly bean into his mouth.

The hand holding the crystal the size of a jelly bean was a right hand.

The hand that had just erupted flames was also the right hand.

Could it be that he was just sterilized at high temperatures?

Maika couldn't help but think like this in her heart.

But then he shook his head.

Impossible!

Impossible!

How can it be high-temperature disinfection?

I must have been overthinking!

However, the crystal gave me a familiar ......

Just when Maika was still confused, he saw Jason gesture with his left hand for a seven, and suddenly, an extreme sense of danger appeared in Maika's heart.

Maika turned around and was about to run, but at this time Jason had already completed the gesture after [Defend against Evil], when his thumb was released, his index finger and little finger were stretched straight, his middle finger and ring finger were bent towards the pad of his finger, and his thumb was pressed on the first joint of the two, a special force field appeared.

Straight to Maika!

Bang!

Maika, who had survived explosions, shootings, and flames, was directly shattered.

There is no more life.

Call.

Jason let out a cloudy breath, squeezing through the constant feeling of exhaustion.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already used the [Evil Protection Defense] prepared in advance, and it took a lot of physical strength to use the [Sword of Dawn], and then using [Evil Protection Protection], he might have lost a life directly, he would have solved Maika a long time ago, instead of disinfecting the 'food' at the high temperature first, and after recovering a wave of physical strength and energy, he would use [Evil Protection Protection] again.

As for the so-called 'Silver Federation' chariot regiment?

He didn't need to say it at all.

With a perception four times greater than that of ordinary people, he had long been aware of the strangeness coming from afar.

However, Maika's 'burst of food' still satisfied Jason.

The taste is similar to that of a popsicle.

Hard, crunchy, and sweet.

More importantly, it solves Jason's dilemma of extreme lack of satiety at the moment.

Devour the Chosen One's Core! 】

[Stamina, energy, excess recovery!] 】

Satiety +33

[Satiety: 51]

【Excitement of Food+1】

【Excitement of Food:1】

……

"51 points, 17 lives?"

"Enough should be enough, right?"

Jason thought silently, his eyes looking into the distance behind him.

Edward and Griffin, who had already run over, were about to support Jason, who was shaking his body at this time, and both of them discovered the direction of Jason's gaze at the same time.

Coincidentally, the two looked back.

Then, the faces of the two changed drastically.

I saw that on the horizon in the distance, a torrent of steel composed of hundreds of chariots was slowly coming.

And with that-

Malicious!

The monstrous malice seemed to be condensed into an entity in this torrent of steel, and the sky that should have been lit up at dawn became darker and darker.

What to do?

Edward and Griffin glanced at each other, then turned their heads to look at Jason.

And at this time, Jason had already rushed to the weapons warehouse in the barracks.

Machete vs. chariot?

Although the broad-bladed short-handled machete was made of special materials, Jason didn't think it was useful.

Shotgun vs. chariot?

The thick steel plate was enough to stop the shotgun's projectile.

So, he needs explosives such as explosives, grenades, etc., and it would be better if there were heavy weapons such as artillery.

And in the barracks weapons warehouses, such things will not be missing.

Edward and Griffin reacted immediately.

Edward followed.

He had just watched the whole battle, and he didn't want to be absent from the next battle.

Griffin was a step slower.

He took off his boots and ripped off the soles of them, revealing the delicate flare gun inside.

Bang!

The shiny flare lifted straight into the air.

It explodes in mid-air into the shape of a 'fish' with no meat.

Signal flares unique to 'Fishbone Street'.

When they saw the flares, the residents of 'Fishbone Street' naturally knew what to do.

Griffin knew very well that at this time, there was no use in hiding.

And one more person, one more strength.

In fact, the residents of Fishbone Street arrived faster than Griffin had expected, and Little Bancy, who was carrying a mortar, rushed to the front, and he could see Edward carrying explosives from his arsenal.

"Captain!"

Little Bancy shouted happily.

Edward, on the other hand, didn't look up, and pointed to the distant horizon.

Little Bancy looked in the direction of Edward's finger, and suddenly, his face changed greatly.

Chariot!

100 tanks!

A reorganized tank regiment!

Little Bansey, who came from the barracks, knows how terrible a reorganized chariot regiment is!

A chariot is a moving fortress.

A hundred tanks, that's a hundred mobile fortresses.

Moreover, the offensive and defensive sides are enough to form a completely mobile position.

Anyone or anything that falls into this position will only be crushed.

"He—they're not enemy troops, are they?"

Little Bancy stammered.

"And what do you think I'm doing?"

Edward, who had resisted another explosive, asked rhetorically.

Little Bancy was silent.

He rushed into the arsenal and began to help.

The same is true for the residents of Fishbone Street.

None of them backed back.

Or rather......

Don't dare to retreat.

They know very well that in the face of these chariots, it is a matter of nine deaths, but if they dare to retreat and disobey the order of Her Majesty, they will die and die.

Hundreds of people moved, and the speed accelerated in a straight line.

However, Edward's countenance was not the slightest bit relaxed.

There are no fortifications.

There was no artillery support.

Mines were not laid in advance.

Infantry vs. fighting vehicles?

No matter how elite the soldiers are, they can't carry it, let alone these people in front of them.

I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it for even five minutes.

What to do?

Edward pondered.

Griffin was thinking, too.

However, Griffin wondered if he would be able to escape by hiding in a mud puddle and pretending to be dead for a while.

Quite a few smart guys, all with Griffin on the same idea.

But at this moment, Jason, who was already covered with grenades, walked out of the weapons warehouse without saying a word, and he strode in the direction where the chariot came.

"Jason?!"

Edward exclaimed.

Jason kept moving, remained silent, and just raised his right hand and waved.

It seems to be saying goodbye.

And then—

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

In the chest, the heart beats like a war drum.

The drums are thundering, Jason......

Charge!