When Xiao Lu was desperate, Frederick finished counting the seconds in his heart, just waiting for the [Dimensional Exile] program to cool down, skillfully opened his arms, embraced the wind in mid-air, gritted his teeth and used brain waves to open the [Dimensional Exile] state. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He escaped into the pseudo-four-dimensional space. For a moment, the entire field of vision was overshadowed by a brilliant light blue.

The people, objects, and movements of the three-dimensional world suddenly freeze and become exaggerated slow motion, slowly unfolding in Frederick's field of vision.

Frederick saw that the blazing red bullets were flying slowly, forcing the flowing air like a wind and waves, slowly spinning and climbing inch by inch, flying towards himself, while the frustrated Janissaries were covered with the pink of the bioelectric field, like a group of light red sculptures placed on a blue stage, with different movements, colorful expressions, each detailed, and lifelike.

The smashed palace walls did not move, the dust solidified into particles, the splashed bricks were fixed in mid-air, and the lifelike fearless knights maintained a furious charging posture, dynamically frozen in place, like five quick-frozen monuments.

Even the torch turned into an orange-red flower bone, and the flame was like a thin layer of orange glass, fixed in the air, stretching out beautifully.

1.5 seconds later, Frederick slammed to the ground, and the bullet that was supposed to sieve him was only halfway there, and he was still crawling in the air.

Ritsuko urges eagerly, "You don't have much strength left! You have 2.5 seconds left at most!"

2.5 seconds, a short time in the blink of an eye, is not enough for the petals to hit the ground.

Then Frederick used his hands and feet together, rolled and crawled on the ground with all his might, stepped on a piece of floor tiles, gritted his teeth and ran out with his head held high, jumped over the bushes, jumped out of the Hero's Road, fell ten meters, and plunged into the clear tributary of the Danno River with a pop, and was pushed by the underwater current to the dock in the center of the city.

However, before Frederick could enter the water, 2.5 seconds had already passed, and he suddenly fell back into three-dimensional space, and heard the echo of the gunfire again, and heard the men under the palace wall roaring and neighing: "Where are the people! Where is the assassin who was still in the sky just now......

Then Frederick "poofed" into the water, splashing a one-meter-high wave, which immediately attracted the cry of the forbidden army: "The assassin has jumped into the Danno River!"

"Chase down, chase down the riverbank, deploy the whole city, and block the riverbank!"

"We're short of men! Call more knights!"

Suddenly, there was an emergency horn in the palace, and the three-and-a-half-meter-long horn emitted a thick and deep whimper, "Woo--" "Woo-" This long and short signal was repeated repeatedly, echoing in the night sky.

The fearless knight suddenly lowered his sword and raised his head, stayed for a second, muttered a curse "hateful", and suddenly shouted to the leader of the forbidden squadron: "You continue to pursue, we will go back to the palace to escort!" After speaking, he turned around and burrowed into the big hole in the wall, and disappeared into the palace woods in a race against time.

This is the horn of King Qin, the sound of which can be heard clearly even by the four Praetorian Guard garrisons outside the city, and it will only be sounded in an emergency, and the horn is like an edict, and the Wehrmacht and the Praetorian Guard must immediately go to the Hofburg Imperial Palace to defend the emperor as soon as possible.

Only when the old king encounters an irresistible predicament will he blow the horn of King Qin. Prince Ferdinand and Charles VI were inseparable, and if the old king's life was in danger, then Prince Ferdinand was also in deep danger. Fearing that something might happen to Prince Ferdinand, the fearless knight rushed back to the palace to protect him.

The Fearless Knight felt that the assassin who assassinated Elena was nothing compared to the life of their master. So they casually assigned the task of chasing and killing the assassins to the hundred forbidden soldiers, but they themselves went back to the palace to protect their masters.

Thanks to this cry for help, Frederick had the opportunity to climb the riverbank, tear off his snow-white Praetorian uniform, stagger into the shadows of the street, and staggered towards the dragoon garrison.

He needed a safe place to recuperate from his injuries - there was no better place to do that than a potent potion of potions. As long as Filia doesn't arrest him and receive the reward.

The Hofburg Imperial Palace is magnificent and magnificent, divided into the upper palace and the lower palace. The Upper Palace is built on a hill, and the gate is facing the Meiquan Fountain and the endless staircase, which is a solemn palace for handling government affairs. At this moment, the lower palace has been decorated with white wedding tents, and a red carpet is spread straight in front of the fountain, gorgeous and solemn.

But on the red carpet, which only Elena and Ferdinand could tread, stood proudly with a ruffian figure. He wore a sleek old armor, and on his helmet stood an arrogant and gorgeous corona wheel, making his silhouette look like a god descending from the earth.

The notorious Teutonic knight, armed with a greatsword, swaggered down the red carpet and approached Prince Ferdinand at the end of the red carpet.

As he walked calmly, the palace guards, who had been drawn back to the palace, poured up the stairs under the fountain from outside the palace, ascended the royal square, and rounded the red carpet in white flowers, rushed towards Ferdinand, and lined up in front of the prince. From the sky, it looks like a white wave being split by the red carpet and surging towards the end of the red carpet.

Ferdinand stood side by side with the old king, staring at the approaching Teutonic knights. The wall of people in front of them grew thicker and thicker, and the Janissaries checked their guns and ammunition, the sound of loading ammunition mixed with the sound of noisy footsteps, making it impossible to breathe.

The King's Guard, cloaked in the cloak of the Red and White Blood Lion, formed a 7x8 matrix in front of the King, drawing their swords one after another. Finally, ten personal guards lined up in front of the king, pulled out their shields from their backs, and "dang, dang, dang!" formed a horizontal iron wall, and used their bodies to protect the king's safety.

The dreadnought, black-armored knights gathered from all directions, swaying around the slender red carpet.

All the garrisons were moving in an orderly and rapid manner to form a defensive line, but the intruder strolling on the red carpet was indifferent, allowing the forbidden army to run wild at a distance of ten meters, and he only walked leisurely. The 2,000 men in the Royal Square were all facing the enemy, and he was the only one who had no leisure.

Ferdinand held his breath as he heard the old king calmly reassuring himself by his side: "I have 66 members of the King's Guard, all of whom can be a hundred. Add your forty dreadnought knights, and the combined force is enough to withstand a cavalry division. Rest assured, the Assassin can't get even a step close. ”

As he spoke, the old king retreated step by step with the phalanx of shield walls, and quickly retreated to the stairs of the palace.

Ferdinand stared at St. Peter, who was getting closer and closer, frowned, and said, "If we retreat, we will crash into the palace." ”

Then the old king tore open his throat and roared: "St. Peter, you have the audacity to break into the Hofburg Imperial Palace? You have always been arrogant, do you think that you can assassinate the king by one man? You are too self-indulgent!"

The old king was so confident that his spit splashed on his beard.

St. Peter stopped, tilted his head to carry the great sword, lifted his mask, and replied lazily: "You are so amorous, and your head is worthless, why assassinate you?" Ferdinand came to me, and I want to talk to you at length. ”

The old king was angry. was ridiculed in front of the officers and soldiers of the three armies, and he couldn't hold it on his face. (To be continued.) )