This sword was Mellor's favorite trophy, his honor, and his most skilled weapon.

Unlike the sword worn at the waist of many nobles, which is just a fine ornament, it can be used to kill, and even better at killing, just like its name, Hekati, but unfortunately it has been silent for a long time, and many people even forget that it exists.

The maglev chair is even more magical...... In fact, as a means of transportation, it is only an insignificant function.

Henrietta had come down from above, standing on the ground, her white silk robe hanging around her ankles, her somewhat slender body bent into a light arc, and there was no superfluous expression on her old face, just a calm look at the second-floor Zangowell.

Every time he came to the palace of Hal, he sat in a maglev chair, or carried a silver cane on his knees, or stuck in the seat card slot, and he never brought any guards, at most two equally old butlers.

After so many years of open and secret struggle between the old and new forces, Zangowell could have set up an ambush in the palace of Howl and take advantage of the fact that Henrietta was not around to kill the killer in order to solve the political enemy. But he didn't do that, and he didn't even try to do anything.

Many people wondered why His Majesty the Wise King didn't do it, and what he was worried about.

Some believe that Zangowell did not do so because he was not sure that he would kill Henrietta.

There was no doubt that the Lord Regent was an old man with no superhuman physique, and he was also without a guard, and the only thing that could protect him from harm seemed to be the maglev chair and silver cane.

People have only speculated about the real purpose of the maglev chair and the silver cane, but now that they have finally been activated and revealed for their true colors, they have confirmed their suspicions.

Praise Will is not without the courage to engage in ambushes. Instead, they did not dare to engage in ambushes.

The maglev chair, which was originally suspended in the air, has fallen to the ground, and the armrests, backrests, cushions and other modules on both sides have automatically expanded outward and transformed into a double cross platform.

The sealed lid of the central unit of the maglev chair opened, and a basketball-sized azure crystal was pushed outward, exposing it to the air. The magnetic energy unit originally fixed at the bottom glides along the outer cross track composed of armrests, backrests, and seat cushions and the inner cross track composed of the sealed cabin of the central unit to form a ring-belt magnetic energy unit array.

The deformation process is lengthy. Actually, it's just a few breaths. As the crystal erupted with a blinding light, the magnetic energy units lit up in turn, ejecting a stream of silver-blue particles outward, spreading through the air into a semicircular protective shield, enveloping Henrietta and Melol.

From a distance, the surface of the shield appears to be flowing with sparkling waves, similar to the headband that Freya wears that activates the diamond-shaped shield.

The S-series clone with the scorpion tail is actually the clone leader that Roy encountered on the shores of "Nasero", and there are 3 major alienation parts, which are strong and flexible. A retractable scorpion tail, a bladed right arm for hand-to-hand combat, and a left arm that sprays highly corrosive liquids.

However, whether it was the acidic liquid sprayed by the S-series clones or the projectiles fired by the St. George-class power armor, they only spread out a circle of ripples on the silver-blue shield, and then they were melted into a wisp of gray smoke and curled into the air.

Henrietta's maglev chair for transportation. It turned out to be the ruins of an Ipsisaurus with the ability to protect.

6 S-Series clones, plus 6 Black Knights in St. George-class power armor. There was also Tramon, who had gotten his hands on an assault rifle out of nowhere, and unleashed a large number of bullets towards the silver-blue shield.

Melol stood within the shield range, her eyes flashing with rage, her brow furrowed, making the scar even more hideous.

He was very unwilling, really unwilling. While the guys out there couldn't break through the shield, he couldn't kill Tramon with "Hekati". I can only watch as the other party pulls the trigger again and again, bombarding the shield indiscriminately.

If it were Tang Fang, maybe he would have watched his opponent do whatever he wanted with a smile on his face, and then asked them in a very sincere and sincere tone if they were tired and panicked? Do you want to sit down with a cup of tea and a snack? When he is done recuperating and then continuing with the attack, he has time to play with them, and he is happy to play with them, because it is really fun.

Melol is not Tang Fang, he has no leisure to say crooked things to Turamon, but he really wants to stab the junior who has no manners with "Hekati".

There are no siblings on the battlefield, no father and son in the power field, not to mention uncles and nephews who have no feelings.

Although Tramon has some similarities with his personality, both are warriors who hate political struggles and like to speak with their fists, he has never liked this nephew, even many years ago, when Turamon was a teenager. Because Tramont does not know how to respect, he is used to stepping on the head of the defeated to take honor, instead of giving respect to his opponent like a real knight.

To put it simply, Tramon used to stomp cockroaches to death, just to listen to the crisp sound of the carapace popping. He won't do it because he can't do it, because it doesn't make sense. True warriors will not bully the weak, they will only declare war on the strong, even if they are defeated repeatedly, they will be defeated again and again, and they will not give up easily.

It is precisely because of these values that he caused many troubles when he was young, and even almost lost his life on several occasions, such as the duel with the Austro-Hungarian Prince of the Sauron Empire, which left a scar on his forehead, but also won the ownership of "Hekati".

All in all, Tramon is influenced by his personality and likes to resort to force in many things. However, he enshrined the samurai spirit as a value and fought for his ideals.

Henrietta said: "It will not help you to be so impatient, it will not help the Tang side." ”

"I just wanted to decapitate Tramon."

Henrietta coughed lightly, "That's your own nephew." ”

"Yes, my own nephew is shooting his two uncles with an assault rifle." Melol turned her head to look at his age-spotted side face and said, "Would you be sad if I killed him?" ”

Henrietta thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I will calmly accept this fact. ”

"And what if I'm the one who died?"

He didn't think about it and said, "It's going to feel sad and sad." ”

"So...... You can forget that there is such a nephew. Melol squinted, clutching Hekati's hand tighter.

Kylinia calmly watched the battle outside, not surprised that the maglev chair suddenly became like this, nor was she excited by the conversation between the two old men.

The sound of Tang Lin carrying Elena to the north of the square woke Turamon, and he turned his gun. A volley of bullets swept towards the two.

In the flash of lightning, the bullets fell from the sky, splashing in the canal.

Tang Lin simply picked up Elena and ran quickly across the stone bridge, waving his left hand while dodging the second shot.

Tramon suddenly felt a surge of suction. The hand holding the gun was not stable at all, and the weapon came out of his hand, spun several times in the air, and finally fell into Tang Lin's hand.

His face suddenly became extremely ugly, he didn't expect Tang Lin to have such an ability, he could actually take away the assault rifle in his hand through the air.

Because Melol and Henrietta did not evacuate the atrium, and because Zangowell's side was clearly superior, he dared to stand here and use the assault rifle snatched from the guards to vent the hatred and anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

After all, he has been a soldier for half his life. He didn't panic because the gun was seized, there were many guards lurking outside the atrium, and there were snipers in the farther away, they wouldn't give Tang Lin a chance to shoot.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated, the snipers who should have been in place did not shoot, and the guards did not rush out to relieve him.

Tang Lin's hand holding the gun turned slightly, without the slightest hesitation. Pulled the trigger.

Da Da ......

The Striker III assault rifle emits an indistinct sound, with several rounds reaching Tramon's chest.

Just when the rapidly spinning warhead was about to hit the target. Silver light flashed, and a black warrior dressed in St. George's power armor blocked the bullet's flight path, using his body as a shield to protect Turamon behind him.

Although the Striker III assault rifle is the latest in the series and can be effective against Pilgrim-class power armor, it is not the same as the St. George-class power armor. Apparently it won't work.

In the dull sound of ping-pong, sparks flew and the warhead only left a few dents on the surface of the armor, and then it was shaken away.

"Cut ......" Tang Lin threw away the Striker III assault rifle and glanced at the situation ahead. It was decided to take Elena to Henriettab's shield first, and then turn back to clean up Tramon.

He needs to take care of Elena's life safety, and his mobility is also very limited, and he is tied to his hands and feet, and he can't exert his maximum combat effectiveness at all. After all, he is not like Freya, who can fly in the air and cannot trigger a large-scale thunderstorm.

When Tang Lin rescued Elena safely and landed on the north side of the square, Tang Fang and Mr. J had a hand-to-hand encounter.

The burst of lightning snaked around the blue arms, and the high-voltage current pierced through the air with a continuous squeak, and the highly compressed current gathered into a dazzling cloud in the palm of Mr. J's hand, obscuring the light of the three Kehanos brothers.

This is one of the powerful skills given to him after implanting the tissue cells of the Ipsi Dragons, although it is not as good as Freya beside Tang Fang, but in terms of attack form and combat experience, that girl is 108,000 miles behind him.

He was Lord Noah's confidant. It can be said that he and Athena are both children of that adult, given life, given power, given the meaning of life.

The surging waves of light swept across the floor, and Mr. J almost turned into an electric man, stabbing at the opposite Tang Fang with extreme speed.

"Chidori?"

When the silver light bloomed in his pupils, Captain Tang's brain suddenly deserted, thinking of a certain anime character who always likes to pretend to be X, always has a stinky fart, and thinks that he is a lonely star, and then thinks very undisciplinedly, what kind of expression will that guy show when he is blown up by the chrysanthemum?

Is it ecstasy? What about ecstasy? Or is it ecstasy?

Of course, he has a knack for wandering.

Mr. J would never have thought that the aunt who played with electricity was a harmless kitten in front of this man, which could also be said to be a humanoid self-propelled battery.

When the dazzling storm of light enveloped Tang Fang's body, he sighed, stretched out his right index finger nonchalantly, and gently pressed it against the electric ball.

The sound of sighing was drowned out in thunder, and the movement of stretching out the index finger was a little feminine.

There was no explosion, and there was no burning corpse, naturally like brine dotting out tender white bean curd.

The moment his index finger landed on that light core, the light storm that had originally filled the entire platform and dyed the entire square into a blue and white world was like an inverted explosion, and suddenly disappeared.

The light of the three Kehanos brothers returned to the first floor, illuminating Mr. J's shocked face and Tang Fang's playful gaze.

"Thank you for your hospitality......" The voice was not loud, revealing a sense of laziness and casualness.

But when it falls on Mr. J's ears, it looks like a spell that can drive people crazy, full of irony and evil.

"How is that possible?!"

"Why is this happening?!"

His palms stopped in mid-air, and faint lightning flowed from the surface of his arm covered with blue scales.

Tang Fang's fingers stayed in the air for a moment, then retracted and scratched at the tip of his nose that was a little itchy.

In terms of the power of that blow just now, it is enough to destroy a main battle tank, and if the target is a human body, it will incinerate and scatter the flesh and bones at the moment of impact, turning them into flying ashes.

However, they were gone, and in the blink of an eye, they seemed to be swallowed by an invisible black hole and disappeared into this world out of thin air.

was hit by the lore that he had high hopes for, and did not cause any damage to the Tang side.

It's really ironic and even more incomprehensible. And then...... He remembered what the kid had said, "Thank you for your hospitality."

When would such a term be used? Of course, it is when you are a guest and enjoy the service of the host.

"The flow of electrons that compressed into a ball of light was eaten by him?"

Was God joking with him?

He suddenly remembered those rumors from the outside world, if it was true...... I'm afraid that's the only way to explain why the scene in front of us is happening.

"You...... Is it really a hybrid of the Ipsisaurians and humans? ”

"That's right." Captain Tang nodded as a matter of course: "My mother is a human, and my father is an Ipsi Dragon." ”

Mr. J's thin face didn't have much flesh, but after hearing this, he tried his best to squeeze it into a blind wild chrysanthemum.

"Silly X."

Tang Fang's second sentence woke him up, but it was too late, and a blue-white light illuminated the face.

The blade of light formed by the high-energy electron slashed from the bottom up, severing the right arm that stretched out and had not had time to retract at elbow. A shadow flew into the sky, accompanied by many beads of lilac blood, which, along with the cascading scales, reflected the light of the three Khanos brothers. (To be continued.) )