"Since we are all going to die, we must die clearly! I will let you understand that you are not worthy of the honor of 'First Samurai'! This is an absolutely fair duel... Come on!"
He shouted loudly and released Yinghuo hard. The strong and righteous temperament exuding from his body was shocking and made all the Azure Dragon Knights present stunned.
"You're so famous that it's almost stupid!"
Yinghuo got into a boxing fight stance. The Qinglong School's hard-fighting style was extremely famous among the Plato Knights. The two of them almost instantly burst out into a fierce exchange of fists and kicks, so fast that the onlookers were almost dazzled and couldn't see the moves.
Yinghuo soared like a dragon, and Kalki used his fists to block a series of quick and light punches that hit him in the face. However, the opponent did not defend himself when he kicked him directly. He let the opponent kick his chest with a knee, but
Almost instantly, he grabbed Yinghuo's leg and threw him to the ground with the force of a beast, making a huge "bang" sound.
I saw Kalki pounce on the fallen leader Qinglong like a bird of prey, and the opponent kicked him hard like a rabbit, then somersaulted back to his feet. Kalki blocked the opponent's heart-breaking kick with his left arm.
Then a fierce attack was launched, the force was so fierce that everyone was shocked.
In the space war, personal bravery seems to be insignificant, but Kalki still maintains the shocking personal fighting power of ancient warriors. The power he bursts out seems to be far more than human beings, and for a while he beat Yinghuo back again and again.
When the small-caliber laser gun shot at him, he punched the opponent's chest with both fists, knocking the opponent away.
At this moment, all he was doing were dead blows. He never thought that he would hit another person with a dead hand in a cold weapons competition.
Everything fell into chaos that he couldn't describe. There was a brutal bloody battle all around, with huge noises erupting. Luohu and Iansha were fighting friendly forces. In order to provide him with fire cover, they each suffered casualties. It was too chaotic, but he
Can't seem to feel it.
Everything is like the expansion of this universe, which far exceeds what he expected and could control——
Even the thread of his own destiny seemed to be torn apart.
A bullet line still grazed his face, like a sharp blade cutting through the flesh, and blood flowed on his narrow cheek.
"I will let you know that I have the blood of Sirius flowing in my body. As long as I live, no one can surpass me and become the 'First Samurai'!!"
Kalki roared loudly and punched the chest of the Azure Dragon Commander who was unable to parry.
At this time, the robot military police and medical robots that suppressed the riots crowded into the battlefield where the two sides were fighting.
"Put down your weapons immediately. You have violated Platonic military discipline. Put down your weapons immediately, otherwise you will be punished according to your behavior."
Waves of artificial intelligence male voices echoed, shouting for death, wounded people and bloodstains were everywhere on the ground, groans came from the corners, and the transparent bubble-like arena of Grendel turned into a battlefield in the Earth Age.
"That dead father of yours..." Although Yinghuo was seriously injured, his face turned pale, and the blood from his broken lung began to flow from the corner of his mouth, he still continued to resist, "He died in our hands... We, the Green Dragon Knights, are always the emperor.
His Majesty's most important pillar in the army... Don't think that he has begun to favor the White Tiger Knight. Your old boss Ahir is a complete idiot... You don't want to die early like this idiot..."
"What did you say?!" Kalki slammed Yinghuo's head onto the steps and roughly pulled his long, loose black hair with his hands.
"I said...Asheer and your dead father are both stupid!...You White Tiger Knights are too stupid! You always think that force can solve everything..." It was obviously difficult for Yinghuo to speak, but he still raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.
A proud smile.
"Speak clearly, or I will kill you immediately!" Kalki said viciously with blood on his face.
"When our two factions fight, who benefits the most? You are so stupid that you are completely reckless. Just like your father, you can't see the trap clearly. You always feel that you are the best in the world and invincible... Arrogance is so fatal...
"
"How did Ashla die?"
"Ha... no one knows, no one... everyone who knows is dead." Yinghuo stared at him with dark and translucent eyes, "Burned into ashes and washed into the 'Forgotten Ruins', I only know,
Only we know the secrets kept by our Grand Master Qinglong... It is a night, and the moonlight in the Holy of Holies is very bright..."
"The ruins of oblivion?" Kalki suddenly froze like a sculpture.
At the end of everything, passing through the "Forgotten Ruins" under the sea, you will meet your father.
Thorin's last words suddenly echoed in his ears like a spell.
After detection and calculation, the robot military police concluded that the situation was out of control. The dead and wounded were lying on top of each other, and the smell of blood filled the scene. Sleep gas bombs popped up from behind their shoulders. These silver bullets flew gracefully in the air, releasing sleep gas in all directions.
In the confined space, the knights on both sides who were fighting fiercely were like the people in the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale. They collapsed to the ground almost instantly. Some of those who were using weapons even accidentally swung the laser sword on themselves, drawing blood.
Like a waterfall, it flows down step by step from the top.
They all fell asleep, falling into a deep sleep that could not be awakened without medicine.
What does it mean to be a father?
Kalki almost fell headlong to the ground. The power of the gendarmerie's sleep breath was much stronger than the "sleep incense" of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Ashla, who has died long ago, has no meaning, but is all the answers to the mystery in his heart.
In front of his father, he was like the worst imitation. He turned a jousting contest into a real war, which was unprecedented in Plato's military history. But in the end, he ended up like a stage clown, surrounded by machine gendarmes everywhere.
Amidst the flying sleeping air bombs, it suddenly ended.
The robot military police were followed by the special forces of the Third Fleet "Hatusa" who were wearing combat uniforms and fully armed as they entered the sleepy competition ground.
This place is like the ruins of an ancient battlefield. More than 4,000 knights fell to the ground in a mess. Only the artificial intelligence medical robot was like a worker bee suspended in the air, quickly identifying the dead, wounded and sleeping, and closing their eyes tightly.
The human body was quickly placed in a transparent suspended medical cocoon bed and pulled away from the extremely bloody battlefield.
"God...the God we believe in and worship, how dark and cruel is He?"
Mursili, who was wearing combat uniform, looked at the shocking scene in this magnificent and huge arena. The scene of hand-to-hand combat between Plato's two strongest armies was projected on his field of vision. The piles of dead bodies and severed limbs made a man accustomed to seeing battlefields
All the commanders felt unsteady on their feet.
"I failed to prevent the Platonic war... This was a civil war. From now on, the Platonic people's reputation will never be respected again..."