Loyalty was a very broad term. Often, it was difficult to define loyalty because you couldn't see a person's inner self from the outside. However, for followers, loyalty was often a form of voluntary following.
It's hard to force someone to remain loyal to you. It's basically impossible.
Do you want others to follow you?
Then, why would others do that? Are you really worthy of others relying on you at critical moments? Can standing behind you really give others a sense of security and honor?
All leaders should consider these questions. If a leader couldn't give his followers trust and protection, and couldn't constantly resist the craziest attacks for them, then there was no doubt that he was an incompetent leader.
Boom!
Exploding flames exploded in front of the heavily injured Second Lieutenant Beckett. He held the unconscious child tightly with both hands. It wasn't that he was so brave that he had to sacrifice himself like a hero, but only in such a critical moment of life and death could a person's inner self be truly reflected. Whether it was cowardice, fear, or bravery, these qualities could be seen clearly in a life and death situation.
Only between life and death would there be true terror.
Whoosh!
However, Beckett, who was prepared to be smashed to pieces, closed his eyes tightly. He didn't feel the scorching heat of the flames in front of him. On the contrary, there was even a trace of coolness emerging from his body, as if he had escaped from the flames of doomsday.
He struggled to open his eyes. In his vision, which was already dyed red with blood, the flames around him were separated, just like a roaring stream that was forcibly split into two sides. A tall figure stood in front of him. The flames that were scorching and violent just a moment ago, as if they were going to devour everything in a frenzy, at this moment, they were like tiny and gentle little beasts that humbly submitted to the person in front of them. He stood in the fulcrum of the flames, just like a real god standing in the middle of the flames.
"Se … Boss Saber!"
Beckett's voice was hoarse, but one could still feel the joy of escaping death and heartfelt gratitude and excitement. It was a kind of overflowing worship.
"Oh, it's me."
Saber turned his head and glanced at the burned Beckett and the child in his arms. He then saw the military uniform on his body and the badge on his shoulder. He cracked a smile and nodded at Beckett.
"Well done, kid. You didn't disgrace The Devil Gang."
"Yes!"
Beckett nodded fiercely. A second ago, he had never thought that someone would be able to save him in such a situation. But a second later, after Saber appeared, he felt that everything was reasonable. There was probably nothing that this man in front of him couldn't do.
"Their attack is over."
Saber raised his head and looked at the bomber that had increased its altitude and was preparing to head to the next bombing site. He let out a sigh of relief and raised his golden-gloved right hand. The flames that were trapped in place quickly shrank. Within a few seconds, the flames converged into a flaming spear in his palm. It was glowing red and so hot that the surrounding air was distorted.
Saber held the flaming spear in his hand and looked at the bomber flying into the clouds. His eyes flashed. He took a step forward and thrust the spear in his hand towards the sky. Under the energy boost of the monkey version of infinity gloves, the compressed destructive flame was like a red energy cannon shot out from the ground. It took less than a second for it to accurately penetrate the white clouds and create a tragic massacre.
"Boom!"
The dazzling fireball in the sky blew away the white clouds. Saber stretched his arms and shoulders. He looked back at Beckett, who was getting up from the ground, and threw him a dark green soul stone.
"You deserve this. Soldier … you'll be in charge of defense!"
He turned his head and curled his legs slightly. His whole body shot into the sky like a flying cannonball. His voice reverberated on the ground behind him, loud enough for everyone in the small city to hear.
"I'll be in charge of the attack! Let's make sure these bastards never return! "
The sudden voice made everyone look up at the sky. It was at this moment that three bright fireballs lit up almost at the same time in the group of bombers dropping bombs in the sky above Merida City. Saber, with his black bat wings spread, moved back and forth in the sky above Merida City at supersonic speed. The war tools made by human civilization were too weak in his opinion. He only needed to suck the flames into the engine, and this machine of death would meet its own destruction in an instant.
The great demon's shadow stretched out on the ground, sweeping across the sky and the ground. Wherever he went, all the burning flames were absorbed in the air, like a curtain of flames covering the entire city.
Saber stopped where he was. The silver-gray Kryptonian metal in his hands quickly formed two heavy sabers. Behind him, the remains of the bombers, disintegrated by the flames, smashed into the destroyed city like a meteor shower. His fierce gaze locked onto the remaining seven bombers. Obviously, he did not intend to let go of all the opponents here.
"High-level force detected! All combat units! Return! Return! "
The voice of the enemy commander in the radio waves rang in every remaining plane. In fact, there was no need for such an unnecessary order. All the pilots already knew what to do. They, who were still showing off just a moment ago, were like mice encountering a cat. They pulled up their altitude and fled in different directions as fast as they could.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, 4 surface-to-air missiles shot out from the surface of the water like white arrows released from a bowstring. Their speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, they were close to where Seiber was in the air.
Bang!
The fastest missile was forcibly stopped in place. Saber spread out his right hand covered in golden gauntlets and blocked the front of the missile. His body turned around and threw the missile back along the previous trajectory. In the form of the great demon, two silver-gray heavy sabers flashed diagonally from left and right. Two gloomy lights lit up in the middle of the two missiles.
The next moment, explosions and flames splashed in the sky. The demon's shadow tore through the flames and appeared in the air. He kicked the last missile away. Then, he swung his hand and shot out four flaming spears at the same time. Two planes that could not dodge in time turned into fireballs in the air.
"Sim, kill those planes!"
Saber called in his mind. The next moment, the demon's form came into contact with each other. Purple-black smoke dissipated in the sky full of flames behind him. The 20-meter-long demonic dragon tore open the crack of hell. Its broad, scaly wings spread out on its back. With a light flap, its huge body rushed into the sky like a sharp arrow.
Saber, who was wearing the black armor and red cloak given by Saul, fell from the sky. He opened his arms and the silver-gray metal in his hand quickly formed a cone-shaped silver spear. As he fell and accelerated, he accumulated terrifying kinetic energy. Below him, the missile he threw back fell into the sea and exploded underwater. The surrounding seawater was stirred up like a white tide rushing into the sky.
But before the white tide could fall back to the sea, it was evaporated in an instant by the red flames. In the hot steam, Saber, who was wearing black armor, smashed into the surface of a rapidly falling submarine like a meteor. The surrounding seawater was pushed aside by the impact. The silver-gray spear in his hand was like a nail, fiercely nailing into the submarine under his feet.
"I don't know why you are here to die!"
Saber raised his left hand high. The flames in the air were sucked into the sea and rolled into a dozen flaming spears on the surface of the sea. His voice was transmitted into the cabins of the six submarines. His voice was cold and indifferent. "But don't expect me to show mercy."
He suddenly waved his hand. The dozen flaming spears were like sharp forks, piercing into the propellers of the steel submarines under the sea from all directions. Then, they turned into the hottest flames and exploded in every inch of the steel coffin underwater.
Boom!
The crazy explosion swept up a tsunami-like tide on the surface of the sea. Steel fragments flew into the sky in the crazily evaporating water vapor, then fell into the scattered sea. Under the curtain of flames and turbid water, Saber's figure appeared on the beach. He walked further away step by step without looking back. Above his head, Sim, who was laughing maniacally, used her claws to mercilessly tear the last bomber into three pieces. Then, she bit off half of the pilot's head.
The war on the eastern coast ended before it even started. Five minutes after Saber arrived at the Mexican coast, he brought with him a scene of destruction.
Before the degree of civilization reached a limit, if an individual's strength was strong enough, they could still influence a war. Earth's war civilization was obviously still unable to break out of this cycle.
However, after Seiber took seven steps, another figure slowly walked out from the shadows under the coconut trees that were blown by the smoke of gunpowder.
He was wearing an ancient Japanese general's armor, but it was obviously made with modern technology. With every step he took, the fitted armor plates would make a 'ka ka' sound. He wore a very cool battle helmet on his head, decorated with dragon scales. There were also two ferocious scarlet antlers on his head.
His hands were hanging by his sides, and two beast-shaped claws were clasped on his wrists. His gauntlets were also made of steel, and he held a sheathed long saber. It was a straight saber that was 1.2 meters long, and could be used as a two-handed sword. On the handle wrapped in purple cloth, a violent blue electric current would move back and forth on the surface of the long saber every few seconds.
Under the battle helmet was a pair of scarlet eyes. Saber could not read anything from them, only a hint of calmness. However, the moment the figure took a few steps forward and stood five meters away from Saber, Saber also stopped in his tracks.
A fight between experts would often start with a competition of aura. Obviously, this was an opponent whose aura did not lose to Saber's. He had come here with a weapon, but it was obvious that he was not here to greet or make friends with Saber.
"I don't remember seeing you before."
Saber raised his right hand, and a silver-grey longsword quickly reforged in his hand. On the blade, a ring of magma-like flames was already shining in his eyes. "Are you here to stop me? Or is it that the Ten Abstinences Gang has made such a big commotion just to create a battlefield for you and me? "
"I've never seen you before, but even the ocean can't stop your name from reaching my ears."
The armored warrior slowly placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. His voice came out from under the armor. It sounded a little distorted, but at the same time, it also shrouded his voice in a layer of deep and fatal light.
"You took away my adopted daughter … Saber Hawke. You destroyed the vanguard of the Foot Gang. After you took away the life of a useless person, only blood and blades can communicate between you and me … My name is Schlieder! The leader of the Foot Gang! "
Boom!
The Demonic Dragon Sim, with blood still dripping from the corner of its mouth, descended from the sky. Its slender tail protected Saber. It propped itself up with its claws, and in the sky behind Saber, it let out a belligerent roar at Schlieder.
"I smell something disgusting from your body!"
"Oh, not a bad pet … Looks like we have the same hobbies. Actually, I have the same hobbies."
Schlieder glanced at the ferocious Demonic Dragon Sim. His left hand slowly unsheathed the straight blade at his waist. It was a shiny straight blade. The blade was covered with tiny sparks of lightning. Blue-purple lightning coiled around the blade. As Schlieder swung the blade, the air around him was sliced apart. He threw the scabbard aside and used his free hand to draw a few lines in the air. A dark opening appeared in the space behind him.
A moment later, a winged figure holding a flute and a fan walked out from the opening. It was a white-haired man wearing a white ancient Japanese robe and wooden clogs. He looked very young and quiet, but he had a pair of wings on his back that were three times larger than his body. He stood silently behind Schlieder like the most respectful servant.
The moment he appeared, the wind along the coast stopped abruptly. He raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes that were exactly the same as Schlaider's. He asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?
"Master, is this the enemy this time?"
"That's my opponent!"
Schlieder's blade drew a beautiful arc in the air. He pointed at Saber and said in a low voice:
"Go, Daitengu. Use your destructive power as you wish! Kill that Demonic Dragon. Its flesh and blood will belong to you, and its soul … will belong to me! "
As soon as Schlieder's voice faded, Daitengu's figure quickly disappeared from the spot. The wings on his back spread out like a shield in front of him and Schlieder. However, Saber's punch was not so easily blocked. Daitengu's body was sent flying into the air. Before he landed, he was entangled by the furious Sim. In an instant, flames and storms enveloped the entire beach. Schlieder's blade and Saber's blade clashed fiercely.
As the blades clashed, Saber stared at Schlieder.
"You want the soul?"
"Leave yours first!"
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