On the road in the wilderness, a black pickup truck was running crazily.
In the back of the pickup truck, Her Majesty was hugging Lancelot and curling up in a corner.
As for Jodas, he looked at the two of them expressionlessly … Lancelot had no choice but to maintain his' unconscious' state.
At this time, they could vaguely hear the sound from the monastery.
Katharine, who was driving, looked at the dark night sky in the rearview mirror from time to time. She seemed to be a little absent-minded.
Tipu in the passenger seat suddenly said, "Kitten, do you think the leader will 'transform' this time? Or will he just try to use the power of the Twelve Holy Armors? "
Katharine frowned and said, "It's better not to! Do you think Caesar is made of iron? "
Tipu didn't speak. He was silent for a long time … After a while, he said quietly, "I will become the most powerful secret pharmacist and refine that secret medicine."
"Little brat!"
Katharine sneered coldly, but there was some warmth in her eyes.
…
The mist-like blood gradually dispersed and finally drifted to the cheek of one of the members of [The Fianna]. The cold wetness made him shiver suddenly.
Then, the member of [The Fianna] started to scream crazily for some reason … He seemed to have been provoked by something!
While screaming crazily, he even kept activating the various weapons on the Dragon Knight armor. Not only the big gun in his hand, but the shell-shaped thruster on the back also turned into a weapon at this time.
The split mini missiles shot out from the thrusters and dispersed in the air, directly bombarding Caesar's body – not only that, he also abruptly pulled out the Black Gold Saber equipped on his thigh and charged forward just like that!
In the control room of [The Fianna], the profile picture of this member on the screen flashed red at this time. The support staff who was monitoring at this time said in horror, "Number 17, the spirit value is abnormal. It has exceeded the alert value by 30%. It is in a dangerous state!"
"How did it go over the warning level? Did you already adjust it?!" The Prime Minister's hands were on the controls, and his mouth was wide open in shock before he finally let out an angry roar.
"Maybe it was caused by the death of one of their companions. They trained together and had a deeper relationship. So … "The officer beside him had to guess and explain.
"Deep feelings?" The Prime Minister was furious. "They don't need feelings at all!"
The moment he turned around and glared at the officer, the alarm sounded again on the control panel in front of him, and the panicked and hurried voices of the support personnel were heard.
"Plane 5, lost contact! Plane 18, lost contact!! Unit 22 was in critical condition! Airplane 7 … lost control!! Pilot Number 10's mental strength has reached critical … Prime Minister!! "
"How could this be …"
On the screen, as the Dragon Riders were either destroyed or shot down one after another, the avatars of the members of [The Fianna] on the other screen quickly dimmed or flashed red.
The Prime Minister's entire body was pale and powerless as he sat down in his chair. His arms couldn't help but tremble …
…
At the monastery, Caesar was holding a member of [The Fianna] and slamming him into the ground … The huge impact even tore the soldier's arm and body apart. Only seven of the 23 soldiers of [The Fianna] were left.
One of them was even in a state of absent-mindedness. They stood on the ground stupidly, motionless. They had to enter the intelligent system of the Dragon Riders to control them.
"Can't win … can't win … can't win … can't win … Devil! This is the devil! Ah —! "
He suddenly screamed in horror. As soon as he turned around, the shell-shaped wings of the propeller instantly spread out. The eruption of air pushed his body directly into the sky, toward the huge fighter.
Caesar took a deep breath and took out the lighter from his trouser pocket. He held it tightly and then … used all his strength!
Boom —!!
A huge air-piercing sound was heard. The next moment, the engine of the fighter was directly penetrated by the flung lighter, causing an instant explosion!
The gigantic fighter lost control and crashed into the [The Fianna] member who was trying to escape in fear.
He watched in horror as the fighter jet smashed into his body and crashed into the ground.
Seven people … now there were only six left in the team!
The fighter jet crashed to the ground, destroying a large part of the land in front of the monastery. The blazing light illuminated the surroundings, and Caesar shifted his gaze to another member of [The Fianna] under the blazing light.
It was a female member.
Her body trembled as she stood on the spot. She held the big gun with both hands but couldn't stop the body of the gun from shaking. She couldn't aim at all. The red light spots kept drawing circles on Caesar's body.
Moisture … began to spread from the combat uniform below her abdomen, accompanied by a faintly discernible heat.
Finally, her legs went soft and she directly knelt on the ground, "Don't kill me … don't kill me … don't …"
Caesar walked to the front of the member expressionlessly. His eyes were indifferent, "We used to … beg for mercy like this."
He stretched out his palm, clenched his five fingers, and waved … if there was no accident, the head and body of this female member of [The Fianna] would be directly separated in the next moment!
He waved his hand!
"No —!!!"
The remaining member screamed miserably. However, his knife-like arm had already been waved. At this time, a head flew out and fell to the ground, rolling.
When this decapitated body fell to the ground, the head also stopped rolling … Its head was stained with dust and plant ash, as if it was a piece of trash.
It just opened its eyes that had yet to close, staring blankly at the night sky under the stars.
Out of the six, only five were left!
"Retreat … retreat! Retreat!! Retreat … retreat!!! "
"You guys stay too." Caesar jumped forward, leaping into the night sky like a cannonball, rushing toward one of the remaining five people.
Just when this person closed his eyes in despair, a figure blocked in front of him … crossed his arms and blocked Caesar's fist!
He opened his eyes subconsciously and saw a guy wearing a yellow armor with a weird clown appearance!
"It seems that I rushed to the end." This clown in yellow armor, at this time, cracked a creepy smile on his scarlet lips!
Caesar's jumping impact was not over yet, and he directly fought with this clown knight in the air.
Both of their fists were like bullets, crazily shooting out, only to hear the continuous loud noises … In the end, both of them seemed to be on par with each other and fell to the ground.
At the same time, a knight wearing dark blue holy armor appeared in front of the female head. He knelt on the ground on one knee, stretched out his hand over the pair of eyes that were not closed, and whispered, "I'm sorry that I couldn't appear by your side in time. Although we didn't know each other, I hope your soul can rest in peace … I believe that you must have been a beautiful lady when you were alive. "
He seemed to be praying.
Caesar glanced sideways … Then, he raised his head. The sound came from the night sky. He saw a helicopter slowly approaching — unlike the exaggerated fighter jet, this helicopter was obviously an ordinary one. It was just an ordinary military model.
At this time, a few more figures jumped down from the helicopter.
There was a big man with a beard, a man wearing a highway police uniform, and even a guy wearing a doctor's gown.
They were the Twelve Knights of the Round Table who were responsible for guarding the knight organization in various places.
At this time, the man in the highway police uniform, Mr. Geraint, suddenly asked, "Why did the clown and Gareth put on the holy armor so early … Aren't they afraid of wasting their strength?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's because they're interested in getting the upper hand? " The young man who looked like a doctor shrugged, then looked at the few remaining members of [The Fianna], "Who are these guys? They seem to be here to rescue the queen? "
"Maybe they are from the government." The bearded man, Tresti, frowned and said, "When did the government make these things?"
"It doesn't look like much." The clown, Dagonite, picked his ears with his fingers at this time, and said to the survivors of [The Fianna], "To avoid trouble, you should hide first. Don't worry, we won't do anything to you. Even if we want to do something, it will be our old man who will negotiate with your superiors … Of course, I'm more inclined to let you join in the scuffle because I also want to see what these metal lumps on your bodies can do. "
They … The survivors of [The Fianna] looked at each other at this time. Even so, the signal of their communicators was still good, and they were waiting for instructions from the headquarters.
These five survivors not only maintained a stable mental state, but they even survived until the end under the terrifying power of Caesar … At the headquarters, although the prime minister's face was extremely ugly, he also knew that these unknown survivors were important, so without thinking, he ordered them to wait and see, to temporarily withdraw from the battlefield, and to be prepared to retreat at any time.
"How did the group of old guys from the knight mechanism find this position, could it be …" The prime minister looked at the personnel in the control room suspiciously.
This operation was a top secret operation authorized by him, so it shouldn't have been leaked … He had to suspect that someone leaked the information to the old guy, Hopkins. Otherwise, this group of Knights of the Round Table, even if they found out something, they couldn't have come so quickly …
[The Fianna] was almost wiped out, the appearance of the knight mechanism, and the mocking gaze of Hopkins, who was looking at all of this from behind, made the Prime Minister feel like he had been threatened by some bored thugs a few years ago to broadcast a pig * * in front of the public!
Of course, in the end, the thugs were successfully captured!
…
At this time, the survivors of [The Fianna] listened to the order, slowly landed, and retreated to the edge of the battlefield, silent.
Caesar didn't touch these people again, but just looked at Gareth, Clown, and the others.
"They sent out five current members of the Round Table at one time, it seems that the knight mechanism really values me." Caesar adjusted his breathing.
When facing [The Fianna], it was a little easier, because although this group of people had powerful weapons, they were not strong individually. At best, their physical fitness was comparable to that of ordinary orcs, and it was difficult for them to control the power of those weapons.
But these knights were different. They were all elites who had been tempered, or else they wouldn't have been able to inherit the powerful power of the Round Table.
"Just in time, it's not too late." Geraint, who was wearing a highway police uniform, twisted his neck at this time. "There's still time for you to finish your warm-up … Although I don't know who you are, looking at the situation here, I think you're not a nobody, right?"
"[Oberon], that's what you should call me in your information," Caesar said in a low voice.
"You're the leader of the 'Myth of Doomsday'?" Gareth suddenly frowned.
Mr. Clown whistled, "Oh! You've won the prize, you're lucky. "
"Indeed, I'm lucky." Caesar smiled at this time. "It just so happens that my blood has become hot. Like I said … the warm-up is almost done. "
Several members of the Round Table looked at each other, and the young doctor suddenly said, "Who's going to do it? Ganging up is not the spirit of the knight's belief. "
With that, he took the initiative to take two steps back, but his eyes were quietly looking at the monastery behind Caesar … Obviously, compared to dealing with the leader of the Myth of Doomsday, he was more interested in finding an opportunity to enter the monastery to find out what was going on.
After all, the most important task of the mission was to rescue the hostages … The shadow slowly stretched behind him, and then separated, turning into a vague shadow of a person, and then quietly flashed into the night.
"Is being sneaky the spirit of a knight?"
Unexpectedly, at this time, Caesar waved his hand, and the shadow person who was about ten meters away was directly blown up and disappeared!
The doctor waved his hand as if nothing had happened, and said with a bright smile, "Very good."
"If you're not going to do it, then I won't hold back." Mr. Clown's big smile appeared on his face, and with a swing of his hands, eight throwing knives shot out at the same time!
The speed of the throwing knives was not much slower than the speed of light of the weapons of the 'Dragon Riders.' At this time, Caesar obviously did not intend to directly block or dodge like before.
He staggered his body, as if he was dancing, and dodged through the gaps of the throwing knives … But how could the Clown's attack be so powerful, he had already taken the initiative to attack!
The Clown, who was known as the strongest person at the Round Table of Twelve, obviously felt that his opponent was also a person with a strong body, so he wanted to compete with strength.
The kind of fight where fists were shot out like bullets, causing waves to roll around, and punches and kicks could crack the earth, undoubtedly, it was a big blow to the members of [The Fianna] at the edge.
"We … are going to surpass this group of people?"
"Knight mechanism …"
"It's just one person, and it's hard to tell who's the winner …"
They did not care about the reaction of the group of survivors.
Geraint was a little surprised, and said, "This is the first time I've seen it. This guy's strength is almost the same as the Clown's. The Clown's body is at the level of abnormal, it's really surprising. No wonder he has the courage to cause trouble in our territory … I'm also a little itchy. "
Gareth smiled bitterly in his heart, that's because you haven't seen the one in the prison on the island … The Clown did not even manage to block a punch, and directly fell to the ground and fainted.
Suddenly, Caesar and the Clown separated again … It seemed that neither side could do anything to the other.
The Clown suddenly changed into a crying face, but his expression was ecstatic, "What an interesting opponent … let me be happier!"
"The crazier you are, the stronger you will be. Instead of saying that you're a just knight, it's better to say that you're a crazy knight." Caesar shook his head, "I'm not interested in fighting with you."
"Are you planning to escape?"
At some point in time, Geraint, the doctor, and Tresti had already moved to three different places behind Caesar, blocking his possible escape routes.
After seeing that Caesar could fight the Clown who had already put on the Holy Armor, they did not dare to be careless. At this time, they had already put on their own Holy Armor at the same time.
At this time, Caesar's hands were hanging down, and he slowly exhaled. At the same time, he faced five members of the Round Table of Twelve, but his face was fearless, "Then let's try … the so-called power of the Holy Armor."
"It will surprise you." The Clown narrowed his eyes at this time, and when he was about to throw the flying knife, his body suddenly froze on the spot!
At this time, a strange feeling came from his Holy Armor … Not only him, but the other four members of the Round Table of Twelve also felt this strangeness at this time.
Their eyes couldn't help but shrink, and they looked at the wave emitted from Caesar's body in disbelief … the wave of the Holy Armor!
The power of inheritance of the Round Table of Twelve actually resonated at this time!
A black and purple light flashed on Caesar's body at this time … but in an instant, a black armor covered Caesar's body!!
"Lancelot · Du · Lake …"
"And, 'Indestructible Lake Light'?!!"
Gareth muttered to himself, "This, how is this possible …"
At this time, Caesar casually waved the 'Indestructible Lake Light' in his hand, and the sword wind instantly tore the air, directly tearing a big hole dozens of meters long on the ground.
"Come on … Knights of the Round Table," Caesar said softly.
Mr. Clown's head was buzzing at this time, and he finally understood the real meaning of the so-called 'test the power of the Holy Armor' mentioned by this Doomsday Mythical Leader.
He felt that at this time, a voice sounded in his head at the same time.
It seemed to ask him: Are you surprised? Are you surprised?
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