Chapter 33, The Gloom of the Knights of the Dawn of France

I'll tell you, in addition to the black long straight also controls the knight Ji?

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On October 5, in the mountains and forests of the eastern part of JL Province, with a loud bang, a steel flying object crashed here.

In the crimson sea of fire, there was only a touch of bright gold, swaying, walking out of the sea of fire.

The metal shin armor slapped on the ground, easily crushing the scattered rubble, and with every step, there was a metal collision sound of "Gada, Gada".

Along the shins, heavy metal skirt armor protects the entire underbody, and metal patches up to two centimeters thick are difficult to penetrate even with a sniper rifle.

The girdle around the waist is made of fine wire, mainly silver, sandwiched with gold, depicting different forms of iris patterns, graceful and luxurious, but also strong and durable.

And the upper body, the silver plate armor cuts through the elegant curves, protecting all the vital points in it, and the chest is slightly convex, and in the center is etched an elegant stamp, which is an entangled iris and a cross.

The armor had countless scratches, and in some places it was even dented, but this did not detract from the majesty of its master, but proved that its master had gone through a hundred battles and was brave.

On the back of the breastplate, a palm-wide slot sits a giant sword nearly two meters long, with the hilt and the sword forming a carved cross, full of majesty in the midst of slaughter.

The owner of all this just regarded the weight of nearly 70 kilograms as nothing, and let his golden hair dance in the gale, his face was cold, and his phoenix eyes were not angry and arrogant.

Covered with the killing aura of the battlefield, the legendary myth forged with countless killings, the strongest hunter who shocked the entire European battlefield, the steel rose of France, the last dawn of Europa!

In the "One Year War", she slayed countless monsters, and silenced all who questioned her gender with her proud martial arts, and every time she entered the battlefield, people seemed to see the dawn of victory, the blazing gold, keeping all powerful enemies out.

On the European front, she has a higher reputation than any ruler, and her words move the hearts of people more than the speeches of any politician.

But behind all this, the body that supports the hopes of countless people on the European front is just a 19-year-old girl.

And at this moment, the war is over, and the girl is defeated.

The overwhelming apostles destroyed all resistance, and even the most courageous girl was unable to do so.

Not even having the right to die in battle, carrying France's last hope, she and her followers left Paris.

Tens of thousands of people killed themselves, angry and bloody, millions of unjust souls, permanent, eternal, eternal lingering in the girl's heart.

At this time, she was also tired, confused, and resentful.

The iris cross on her chest is like an irony, her lord has never favored her.

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Less.

Dark ghosts roamed behind the trees, and the loud sound of planes falling drew them in, and the ghosts followed the instructions of one of their leaders and gradually surrounded the girl.

At this time, the zombies, after a year of evolution, are no longer what they were at the beginning, and their speed is often fast, comparable to wild dogs, and the probability of mutated zombies is greatly improved, forming a variety of strange shapes.

Looking at the approaching monster, the girl took the giant sword from her back and held the handle in both hands, the blade of the sword pointed straight to the sky, and the cross formed by the hilt and the sword was horizontal in front of her chest.

The cold light of the blade reflected on the cold face, but the holy blue eyes were hollow and abnormal.

Everything is just a subconscious action, and her heart is still trapped in the angry blood of thousands of people.

"The enemy persecuted my soul and wanted to cast me into darkness so that I might be a citizen of hell forever."

The mouth whispered, the cold words, with a different indifference from the past, sang the verses of the Bible.

"Lord, make them afraid, that they may know that they are but men."

The sword slashed through a raging circle, and the five zombies that pounced on it instantly turned into two, as clean as cutting cheese.

"Lord, have mercy on me, I am eaten away by sorrow......"

The greatsword pulls back, and the left leg moves back half a step, from left to right, and slashes out a semicircle again.

"The bones tremble and the soul is weak......"

With his legs bent slightly, a thrust stabbed into the monster's heart, and then with a flick of his wrist, he severed a dozen bones and slashed out of his shoulder.

"Blessed shall he shun the multitudes of wicked men, and shall not walk in the way of sinners, nor shall he sit at the seat of the mocker......"

Turning on the spot, he drove the two-meter-long giant sword to unleash a flat slash of more than 360 degrees, and at the same time, his footsteps moved slightly, turning the flat slash into a downward slash when he was exhausted, splitting the zombie in half from the top of his head to the crotch.

"The wicked are like chaff scattered in the air."

Collect your sword and cross your chest, pointing at the last huge mutated zombie.

"Beat them with a rod of iron, and crush them like pottery."

With a weight of 70 kilograms, the female knight began a fast sprint. The monster roared, moving its elephant-like legs, its knotted muscles tensing suddenly.

There may be a better way to collide head-on without fear, but the girl at this time has no room to think about tactics.

The two sides, whose size was not proportional at all, collided together, but it was the petite side that won.

"Before God's judgment, before the righteous are vulnerable!

The giant sword severed the monster's alien arm entirely, castrating unabated, and slashed a palm-deep scar on the monster's chest.

The monster howled in pain, and the other arm swung hard, and the arm thicker than the girl's waist contained terrifying power, like playing baseball, and slapped the female knight away.

It was only after breaking two large trees that the girl stopped retreating, and then stood up tremblingly.

Blood, flowing down her forehead, entered her eye sockets, staining her vision red, but the girl stared at her eyes without blinking.

In the invisible body, the ribs have been broken, the lungs have been concussed, and the girl has already experienced a lot of hard fighting, and there is no rest on the plane, and the girl's physical strength has long been on the verge of limit.

"I will give thanks with all my heart for the righteousness of the Lord and sing praises to the name of the Most High."

She only murmured softly, her face contorted, her green eyes dead silent, and she regarded pain as nothing, like a broken knight doll.

"Sprinkle coals and brimstone on the wicked, and let the fate of all be baptized with flames."

Charging again, risking a rib in the heart, the knight muttered the word of the Lord as he foolishly pounced head-on.

It's just that this is no longer the original piety, the girl just inorganically repeats the words of the past, numbs herself with words, and temporarily forgets the death of the millions.

Her Lord never visited her.

The monster's giant fist came at her, and the girl roared angrily, slashing straight through with a sword, tearing through the scaly skin, severing the strong muscles, and smashing the hard bones!

This sword actually cut the monster's arm vertically into two pieces directly from the middle of the fist!

A line of blood and tears flowed out of her blue eyes, and the girl could no longer restrain herself!

"Lord!!! I will do it to you—

- Divine Vengeance!! ”

The battlefields of Europe, endless death, the maiden prayed countless times, countless times, countless times!!

But, that god, he doesn't care, he doesn't listen, he doesn't listen!!

Seeing the wicked and the good killed, even the final and ending battle of Paris, millions of soldiers fought to the death, blood flowed into the sea, and there was no end to the monster!!

God, there is no mercy at all!

The belief that has supported me to this day is fundamentally a false thing of nothingness!

The greatsword was raised again, and the trembling arms flowed with rushing blood.

The collapse of faith, the transformation of the heart, the Knights of the Dawn, are descending into darkness.

Again and again, the giant sword tore every tissue in the monster's body, and in the process of cutting flesh and blood, this action that had been repeated countless times brought the girl a fresh and heavy pleasure.

And God said...... No homicide...... Then I'll kill you! ”

If prayer does not receive God's gift, then blasphemy will not be punished by God.

Then blaspheme him to your heart's content! Prove to the world that God's scriptures are just some false lies!

Countless slashes, the girl sat on the monster, her whole body drenched in dark red blood, and cut the monster under her into minced meat.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that everything fell silent.

The girl stopped suddenly, her shoulders swayed, and she began to cry violently, as if to vent everything, her golden hair soaked in blood, tears mixed with blood.

"Lord...... I will do it to you...... Divine vengeance! ”

She choked and repeated, repeated, repeated, and repeated, turning her shattered faith into even thicker hatred.

The cross-sword was clenched in his hand, and under the spiritual catalyst of the girl, the statue of Jesus on the hilt of the sword suddenly shed blood and tears, and a line of bright red runes flowed on the blade of the sword-

“nqm”

Aurora, the maiden named after the Dawn, has carved the mark of revenge.

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If you ask, Knight Ji turned black as soon as she appeared on the scene?

I'll answer, cute big~

Another: The sense of déjà vu is dissipated.