"I hope you can give me a face and end this farce."

For a moment, Colin Capello really thought about the suggestion made by the man with the vulture standing in his arm in front of him.

Because even though the Capello family seems to have won the final victory in this civil war, there are still many mysteries that remain unsolved.

The whereabouts of the chief knight Yueji and her sister were in his perception almost invincible maid's injuries, the "old friends" she referred to, and the MI7 CP0 agency that he had never heard of.

But then, he saw Yin Sabel's helpless expression, and the malice in his heart kept coming up.

The unprecedented negative emotions swallowed him up in an instant, and those memories that were imprinted in the deepest part of his memory surfaced in front of him one after another.

From the moment he was born, he was shrouded in the shadow of the Yin Sabel and the Gilves family.

No, it's not just him, it's the entire Capello family, and everything in the consortium.

Everyone knows that Yin Sabel will inherit everything in the future. Z.br>

His father developed a habit of drinking heavily because of his dissatisfaction with Richard Gilves, and whenever he got drunk and came home, it became everyone's nightmare.

He still remembered that no matter how strict he was with himself, he could not avoid being whipped and vented like an object by his father, who had lost his mind, and that terrible nights were playing out before his eyes one after another, and he even felt the unforgettable pain again.

It reminded Colin of how long he had endured for this moment.

Unleashing a civil war and sweeping away Gilvais and the Munch family was only the first step in his plan.

When the strife in this castle settles down, he will find everyone who has hurt him in the past and left him with painful memories, including his drunken father.

"How could it end like this?"

Colin Capello's distorted expression made Yin Sabel, who was staring at him, feel creepy, "I've been waiting for this moment every day, Yin Sabel, Yin Sabel, I will never kill you easily, I have also arranged many plans for you, that is enough to accompany you for a lifetime!"

With that, his eyes became unprecedentedly determined, "And you, don't make mistake, this is the territory of the Iris Consortium, and even the Council has no power to interfere in our internal affairs!"

This is a sad answer.

This not only means that Song Lan's face fruit has failed again, but also means that he must watch a potential friend step into the abyss.

At Colin's behest, the Crimson Lord gave an order, and all the knights who had declared their allegiance to the Capello family launched a fierce charge towards the Consortium Hospital, and at this moment they were like a lonely boat surrounded by raging waves.

Yin Sabel instinctively took a few steps back.

Colin's malice and hatred were completely transmitted to her, and it also made her realize that if she fell into the hands of the other party, the end could be more tragic than death.

The maid reached for the little dagger that was left, but before she could do anything, she fell to her knees, her vision becoming more and more ambiguous, and she coughed up a large amount of blood, staining the ground red.

Jasmine, who had been hiding in the shadows, also became nervous.

When Colin showed up, she had prepared for the worst.

There are too many enemies, and it is very likely that the 'Domination' is also hiding in the shadows, waiting for them to reveal their flaws.

Run away.

The thought that came to Jasmine's mind seemed to be the only option left for them, and if the agents of CP0 could cooperate with them, they might be able to survive the encirclement of the Knights.

As long as the other party can't crack her ability in a short period of time, they can find a glimmer of life.

She kept staring at Song Lan's back, waiting for him to give her a signal to evacuate.

But until the knights broke the gates of the Consortium Hospital, poured inside, and surrounded them in the center, equipped with projectile launchers equipped with exoskeleton armor

Aimed at him, he didn't take any action.

This is no canonical ceremony, and every knight involved in the Civil War has a truly lethal weapon in its projectile launcher.

Even δ were overwhelmed by a sense of despair.

The shadows in the walls shrank into a ball, and she crouched in the corner, hugging her head, shivering.

Until, Song Lan's voice came again.

"Then I'll give you a ride myself."

It was probably the last thing he could do for his friends, and he promised in his heart that he would send them to a better place.

He gazed calmly at the knight who seemed to have been carved out of a mold, and he didn't even have time to know the faces of these friends, only that they were dressed in the armor that had symbolized the noble spirit of the knight, and that the immaculate whiteness and scarlet were intertwined.

Behind them is the castle, which symbolizes the long history of the Iris Foundation.

It is a sacred and inviolable place in the eyes of outsiders, and even if they exhaust their entire lives, they will not be able to cross the city gate even half a step.

And in this holy place, bloody history has to be played out again and again.

"Ever since I came to the castle, I've been thinking about what would be a better place for the Second Arrondissement, and for the world?"

Colin didn't want to wait for Song Lan to continue, every word the other party said made his inner uneasiness increase dramatically.

However, he should have nothing to fear.

The Munch family has been almost wiped out, and his men have blocked all retreats from the Consortium Hospital.

What's more, he still has the ultimate trump card in his hands.

MI7 is also just a school of miscellaneous fish.

He comforted himself again and again, thinking back to the MI7 virgins who had been vetted and captured by the Guard, who were nothing more than a group of spies, vulnerable to highly trained knights.

The Crimson Lord faithfully carried out his orders, even if it meant dealing evil to the entire MI7.

"Kill him!"

Personal vendettas aside, the Crimson Lord knows that once the other party is settled, neither MI7 nor CP0 will ever know what happened here.

Projectile launchers burst into flames, lighting up the castle like fireworks on this night.

"Eventually, I came to a conclusion."

Colin's eyes widened, watching Song Lan's actions, he felt that this person must be crazy, facing the knights armed to the teeth, he actually just leaned over and raised his right leg.

"A better place to be in the world without the Iris Foundation."

Colin also saw that he seemed to have completed the horizontal kick before the projectile launcher's fire completely submerged Song Lan.

The blade-like light that spread outwards broke through the roars and explosions, and the near-illusion of speed through them all.

After some time, the hall fell silent again.

The flames and explosions didn't seem to affect the person in front of him, Colin couldn't make a sound with his mouth open, his hands and feet were cold, and he could only gasp like a man starved of water.

The two sides were at a stalemate in this strange way, and for a minute, or more, Colin finally broke free from his immobile state, and the first thing he did was touch his abdomen, as if to make sure he was not cut in two by the flash of light.

It's so quiet here.

Everyone seemed to freeze in place.

Then, a smile finally appeared on Colin's face.

He's alive.

The light that swept through the crowd just now should have been just an illusion caused by the explosion, "What are you still doing in a daze, kill him!"

This time, no one responded to his orders.

What followed was one roar after another, and those rumors all came from behind him, outside the consortium hospital, and extended far away.

Colin seemed to finally get it

What, look back.

He finally saw the source of the noise.

One by one, the buildings that bear the long and glorious history of the Iris Foundation are collapsing, as if someone has cut them off, and what is even more strange is that the broken buildings have not fallen to the ground, but have been floated into the night sky by some invisible force.

Not only him, but the entire Second District witnessed it happening.

The people stopped, and even those who didn't notice the vision of the castle in the first place came out into the street because of the exclamations of others, and it was a long process as they watched as the buildings that they could only look up to would crumble in the sky, and finally split into pieces in their entirety, returning to the most primitive form of building materials.

Even the fragments only lasted for a short time, and they were still dissipating and dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

People seem to have forgotten the passage of time and the use of photographic and video devices such as mobile phones to record the whole process.

Under the bright moonlight, all the symbols worthy of their worship turned to dust.

"Y-What are you doing!?"

Colin's roar became sharp and piercing, mixed with an irrepressible tremor, and his face was bruised, completely leaving behind all the virtues that belonged to the nobility.

"Stop, stop——!"

He could only repeat the same sentence frantically.

Colin's roar failed to stop the castle from falling apart, and he could only stare straight at what he had been working on for more than a decade to see as it rained down on the land of District 2.

An indescribable loss filled Colin's heart.

It was like a long, long dream.

At the end of the dream, he seems to regain control of his body.

He ran out desperately, but the knights of the Crimson Knights did not give way to him, and they still stood like puppets who had lost their souls.

"Get out of the way!"

Once again, the knights ignored Colin's orders.

Colin, in a fit of rage, tried to push the man in his way away.

Then, his hand passed through the human body.

Out of inertia, he stumbled and fell straight into the crowd.