Chapter 118 Heaven is on the left, soldiers are on the right
A bright light bloomed at dawn.
The bright light was gentle yet tenacious, almost lighting up the entire military camp.
Edward and Griffin both stared blankly at the blooming brilliance.
Although it passes in a flash!
But the charging steel chariot split into two neat halves amidst the heart-wrenching sound of cutting.
Stab, sting!
There was a sound like an electric current, the black liquid adhered to the two chariots, and Micah's disbelieving voice sounded from it.
"How is that possible?!"
"How do you know the Secret of Dawn?!"
"It's impossible for anyone to know the secret technique of Dawn now!"
Amid the high-pitched shouts, the chariot began to burst into flames.
After the fire spread——
boom!
In the huge explosion, a fireball rolled up, and the thick black smoke made the entire sky darker.
A crystal the size of a jelly bean is very conspicuous in this black color.
A rich fragrance begins to spread.
Without hesitation, Jason raised his hand and grabbed it.
He held back the blood he swallowed and glanced at the chariot wrapped in flames.
Tread, step.
Footsteps sounded.
Griffin's expression changed as he kept paying attention to Edward on the battlefield.
"You can't even die!"
Griffin even whispered to himself.
Micah is indeed not dead.
But the situation is extremely different.
The white hat had long since disappeared, and the leather jacket, shirt, and trousers were in tatters. Only a few tatters were left hanging on the body, and the entire body was covered with burns.
But his eyes were still fine, and he could just stare at Jason.
"Why do you know the Secret of Dawn?"
"Which Chenxi family are you the heir to?"
Micah asked Jason.
Jason?
With a flick of his toes, he took the shotgun in his hand again.
Bang!
Click!
Bang!
Click!
Continuous shooting and pellets hit Micah's body with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and he retreated continuously.
"Do you think you won?"
"Do you think defeating me is victory?"
"Tell you!"
"It's just begun!"
Micah roared.
At the same time, he is still struggling.
Undoubtedly, firearms are no longer lethal to Micah at this time.
So, Jason raised his right hand.
call!
A cone of flame, covering Micah.
Although the proficient level [Charles Burning Technique] only has power above the bullet level, the attack method of the flames made Micah scream in agony.
"Ahhh!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Why can you still use fire!"
There was confusion in the screams.
As the captain of the 'Ghost Team', Micah has been exposed to a lot of 'mysterious knowledge', including some esoteric knowledge, but no matter what kind of knowledge, there is no such ability to directly use 'fire'.
Instead, it needs to be arranged layer by layer to be able to use the ‘flame’.
Not only is the process complicated, but it is also extremely complicated to use.
If it could really be used directly, he would have learned it long ago.
Secret?
No!
No!
Such secrets can never happen again!
That only leaves...
Jason also gained knowledge of 'those guys'!
Micah suddenly understood.
Only those 'weirds' who appear on the battlefield have such knowledge.
It is not surprising that Jason traveled through the battlefield and gained such knowledge.
I just don’t know where Jason’s knowledge comes from?
Is it what he knows?
Is it hidden by the ‘Silver Federation’?
Or did he meet him alone?
Thinking of this, Micah shouted again:
"Enough!"
"Stop!"
"We are on the same side!"
Jason really stopped when Micah shouted.
This made Micah even more certain that Jason and he were the same kind.
Micah, who was severely burned, opened his mouth and showed a smile that could be called ferocious.
"As 'true kings' we should not kill each other!"
"We are all candidates for king of the world."
"The chariot regiment of the 'Silver Federation' is coming soon, and they will bulldoze the entire New De City - this is the choice of another 'True King', he chose this brutal method."
"Of course, it's also possible that the 'one' who 'gave' him strength likes this way."
"But no matter which one it is, I think it's best for us to leave as soon as possible."
Micah, who believed that Jason was the same kind, began to reveal some information.
It not only shows one's sincerity, but also puts pressure on Jason.
They are both ‘true kings’, but they are not just the same kind.
There is still competition!
After all, there is only one king of the world!
However, Micah discovered that Jason just lifted a corner of the mask and stuffed a crystal the size of a jelly bean into his mouth.
The hand holding the jelly bean-sized crystal is the right hand.
The hand that just spurted out flames was also the right hand.
Did he just undergo high-temperature sterilization?
Micah couldn't help but have this thought in his heart.
But then he shook his head.
Impossible!
Impossible!
How can it be high temperature sterilization?
I must be overthinking it!
However, that crystal feels familiar to me...
Just when Micah was still confused, he saw Jason making a seven with his left hand. Suddenly, an extreme sense of danger appeared in Micah's heart.
Micah turned around and was about to run, but at this time Jason had already completed the gesture after [Protect from Evil]. When his thumb was released, his index finger and little finger were stretched straight, his middle finger and ring finger were bent toward the fingertips, and his thumb pressed
At the first joint between the two, a special force field appeared.
Point it at Micah!
Bang!
Micah, who survived explosions, shootings, and flames, was blown to pieces.
There is no more hope for life.
call.
Jason let out a breath and resisted the constant feeling of fatigue.
If he had not already used the [Protection from Evil] prepared in advance, and used [Sword of Dawn], which consumed a lot of physical strength, and then used [Protection from Evil], which might directly cost him a life, he would have eliminated Micah long ago.
Instead of sterilizing the 'food' at high temperature first, after recovering a wave of physical strength and energy, use [Protect from Evil] again.
As for the so-called ‘Silver Federation’ tank regiment?
He didn't need Micah to say it at all.
With a perception that is four times higher than that of ordinary people, he has long been aware of the strangeness coming from afar.
However, Micah’s ‘exploded food’ still satisfied Jason.
It tastes like popsicles.
Hard, crispy, and sweet.
More importantly, it solves Jason's dilemma of being extremely short of satiety at the moment.
【Swallow the core of the chosen one!】
[Physical strength, energy, excess recovery! 】
[Satiety +33]
【Satiety: 51】
[Excitement of eating +1]
【The excitement of eating:1】
…
"51 points, 17 lives?"
"That should be enough, right?"
Jason thought silently and looked into the distance behind him.
Edward and Griffin, who had already run over, were about to help Jason, who was shaking, when they both noticed the direction Jason was looking at.
Coincidentally, the two of them looked back.
Then, their expressions changed drastically.
I saw, on the distant horizon, a torrent of steel composed of hundreds of chariots, slowly approaching.
Coming together is——
Malice!
The monstrous malice seemed to condense into a solid substance in this steel torrent, and the sky that should have lit up at dawn became darker and darker.
what to do?
Edward and Griffin looked at each other, then turned to look at Jason.
At this time, Jason had already rushed to the weapons warehouse in the military camp.
Machete versus tank?
Although the wide-blade short-handled machete is made of a special material, Jason doesn't think it is of any use.
Shotgun vs. tank?
The steel plate is thick enough to stop shotgun pellets.
Therefore, he needs dynamite, grenades and other explosives. It would be better if he has heavy weapons such as artillery.
There is no shortage of such things in the military camp weapons warehouse.
Edward and Griffin reacted immediately.
Edward ran up after him.
He just watched the entire battle, and he didn't want to miss the next battle.
Griffin was a step slower.
He took off his boots and pulled off the soles of the boots, revealing the exquisite flare gun inside.
Bang!
The shining flare shot straight into the sky.
It exploded in mid-air into the shape of a fleshless 'fish'.
The unique signal flare of ‘Fishbone Street’.
When they see a flare, the residents of ‘Fishbone Street’ naturally know what to do.
Griffin knew very well that at this time, hiding was of no use.
And one more person means more power.
In fact, the residents of 'Fishbone Street' arrived faster than Griffin expected. Little Bansi, who was carrying a mortar, rushed to the front. He saw at a glance that they were being moved from the weapons depot.
Edward of Dynamite.
"team leader!"
Little Banxi shouted happily.
Edward didn't even raise his head, pointing to the horizon in the distance.
Little Benxi looked in the direction of Edward's finger, and his expression suddenly changed.
Chariot!
Hundreds of chariots!
Reorganized chariot regiment!
Xiao Banxi, who was born in a military camp, knows how terrifying a reorganized chariot regiment is!
A chariot is a mobile fortress.
One hundred chariots are one hundred mobile fortresses.
Moreover, the distance between offense and defense is enough to form a completely mobile position.
Anyone or anything that falls into this position will only be crushed.
"He, they are not enemy troops, right?"
Little Banxi asked stammering.
"Then what do you think I'm doing?"
Edward, who had resisted another explosive, asked rhetorically.
Little Banxi fell silent.
He rushed into the weapons depot and began to help.
The same is true for the residents of ‘Fishbone Street’.
None of them backed down.
Or rather...
Don't dare to retreat.
They knew very well that facing these chariots would mean a narrow escape from death, but if they dared to retreat and violated Her Majesty's order, they would be in danger of death.
Hundreds of people took action, and the speed accelerated rapidly.
However, Edward's face was not relaxed at all.
There are no fortifications.
There is no artillery support.
No mines were laid in advance.
Infantry versus tanks?
No matter how elite the soldiers are, they can't bear it, let alone these people in front of them.
I'm afraid I won't be able to last even five minutes.
what to do?
Edward thought.
Griffin is also thinking.
However, Griffin was thinking about whether he could escape by hiding in a mud puddle and pretending to be dead.
Many smart guys have the same idea as Griffin.
But at this moment, Jason, whose body was covered with grenades, walked out of the weapons warehouse without saying a word, and strode towards the direction where the tank came from.
"Jason?!"
Edward exclaimed.
Jason kept walking and remained silent, only raising his right hand and waving.
