Chapter 118 Heaven Is on the Left, Warriors Are on the Right

A dazzling light blooms at dawn.

The dazzling brilliance was gentle and tenacious, almost illuminating the entire barracks.

Edward and Griffin stared blankly at the blooming splendor.

Although it is fleeting!

But the rushing steel chariot became two neat two petals in the sour cutting sound.

Stab it, stab it!

There was a sound like an electric current, and the black liquid adhered to the two chariots, and Mika's unbelievable voice sounded from it.

"how is this possible?!"

"How do you know the Secret Art of Dawn?!"

"It's impossible for anyone to know the Secret Technique of Dawn!"

Amidst the high-pitched shouts, flames began to ignite on the chariot.

After the fire

boom!

In the huge explosion, a fireball rolled up, and the thick black smoke made the whole sky even deeper.

A crystal the size of a jelly bean is very conspicuous in this black.

The rich aroma begins to diffuse.

Without hesitation, Jason raised his hand and grabbed it.

Resisting the desire to swallow, he glanced at the chariot wrapped in flames.

Step, step.

Footsteps sounded.

Edward and Griffin, who had been watching the battlefield, changed their expressions.

"It's not going to die!"

Griffin even whispered to himself.

Micah really isn't dead.

But the situation is very different.

The white hat is long gone,

The leather jacket, shirt, and trousers were even more tattered, with only a few ragged pieces hanging on his body, and his entire body was covered in burns.

But his eyes were still fine, and he could just stare at Jason.

"Why do you use the Secret Art of Dawn?"

"Which Chenxi family's heir are you?"

Micah asked Jason.

Jason?

With a toes, he took the shotgun in his hand again.

boom!

click!

boom!

click!

With continuous shooting, the pieces of projectiles hit Mika's body with flesh and blood, and he retreated again and again.

"Do you think you won?"

"Do you think defeating me is victory?"

"Tell you!"

"It's just beginning!"

Micah growled.

Meanwhile, he was still struggling.

Undoubtedly, firearms are no longer deadly for 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 the power above the bullet level, the attack method of the flame makes Mika scream again and again.

"Ahhh!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"Why are you still able to use fire!"

There was doubt in the scream.

As the leader of the 'Ghost Squad', Micah has come into contact with a lot of 'mysterious knowledge', including some esoteric knowledge, but no matter what kind of knowledge, there is no such ability to directly use 'flame'.

Instead, it needs to be arranged layer by layer in order to be able to use 'flame'.

Not only is the process complicated, but it is also extremely complicated to use.

If he could use it directly, he would have learned it long ago.

Esoteric?

Do not!

Will not!

This kind of secret can never happen again!

That leaves only...

Jason also gained knowledge of 'those guys'!

Micah suddenly understood.

Only those 'weird' who appear on the battlefield have such knowledge.

It's not surprising that Jason traveled through the battlefield to gain such knowledge.

Just don't know, where did Jason's knowledge come from?

Is that what he knows?

Was it hidden by the 'Silver Federation'?

Or did he meet alone?

Thinking of this, Micah shouted again:

"enough!"

"stop!"

"We are in the same camp!"

At Micah's shout, Jason really stopped.

This made Micah more and more sure that Jason was of the same kind as him.

Micah, who was severely burned, split his mouth and showed a grim smile.

"As the 'True King', we shouldn't kill each other!"

"We are all candidates for the king of the world."

"The chariot team of the 'Silver Federation' is coming soon, and they will overthrow the entire Xinde City. This is another 'True King' choice. He chose this rude method."

"Of course, it is also possible that the 'one' who 'given' his power likes this way."

"However, no matter what it is, I think it's better for us to leave quickly."

Micah, who considers Jason to be his own kind, begins to reveal some news.

It is not only to show their sincerity, but also to put pressure on Jason.

Both are 'true kings', but they are not just of the same kind.

There's still competition!

After all, there is only one king of the world!

However, Micah found 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 that jelly bean-sized crystal is the right hand.

The hand that had just spewed flames was also the right hand.

Did he just sterilize at high temperature?

Mika involuntarily came up with such an idea.

But then he shook his head.

impossible!

impossible!

How can it be high temperature disinfection?

I must be thinking too much!

However, that crystal gave me a kind of familiarity...

Just when Micah was still confused, he saw Jason make a seven with his left hand. Suddenly, a sense of extreme 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 [Protection from Evil]. When his thumb was released, his index finger and little finger stretched straight, his middle finger and ring finger were bent toward the pulp of the finger, and his thumb pressed. At the first joint of the two, special force fields appear.

Straight to Micah!

boom!

Micah, who survived explosions, shootings, and flames, blew up directly.

There is no more life.

call.

Jason sighed, resisting the constant exhaustion.

If he hadn't used [Protection from Evil] that he had prepared in advance, and used [Sword of Dawn] to consume a lot of physical strength, and then used [Protection from Evil], he might have lost his life, he would have dealt with Mika long ago. Instead of sterilizing the 'food' at high temperature, after recovering a wave of physical strength and energy, use [Protection Evil] again.

As for the so-called 'Silver Federation' chariot regiment?

He didn't need Micah to say it at all.

With his perception four times higher than that of ordinary people, he has long noticed the strangeness coming from afar.

However, Micah's "exploded food" still satisfied Jason.

It tastes like a popsicle.

Hard, crisp and sweet.

More importantly, it solves the dilemma of Jason's extreme lack of satiety at the moment.

【Devouring the core of the chosen one! 】

【Physical strength, energy, excess recovery! 】

[Satisfaction +33]

[Satisfaction: 51]

【The excitement of food +1】

【The excitement of eating: 1】

...

"A life?"

"Should be enough?"

Jason thought silently and looked into the distance behind him.

Edward and Griffin, who had already run over, were about to support Jason, who was swaying, when they both found the direction where Jason was looking.

Unanimously, the two looked back.

Then, the expressions of the two changed greatly.

I saw that on the horizon in the distance, a steel torrent composed of hundreds of chariots was slowly approaching.

came together

Malicious!

The monstrous malice seems to have condensed into a solid body in this steel torrent, and the sky that should have been lit at dawn has become darker and darker.

How to do?

Edward and Griffin looked at each other and turned to look at Jason.

At this time, Jason had already rushed to the weapons warehouse of the military camp.

Machete vs Chariot?

Although the wide-bladed short-handled machete is made of special material, Jason doesn't think it is of any use.

Shotgun vs Chariot?

The thick steel plate is enough to stop shotgun projectiles.

Therefore, he needs explosives such as dynamite, grenades, etc. It would be better if there are heavy weapons such as artillery.

And in the barracks weapons warehouse, there is no shortage of such things.

Edward and Griffin reacted immediately.

Edward ran after him.

He just watched the entire battle, and he didn't want to miss the next battle.

Griffin was a step behind.

He took off his boots and ripped off the soles of the boots, revealing the delicate flare gun inside.

boom!

The shining flares went straight into the air.

It exploded in mid-air into the shape of a meatless 'fish'.

A signal flare unique to 'Fishbone Street'.

When they see a flare, the residents of Fishbone Street naturally know what to do.

Griffin is very clear that at this time, hiding is useless.

And one more person, more power.

In fact, the residents of 'Fishbone Street' came faster than Griffin expected, and little Pansy, who was carrying a mortar, rushed in front. Edward of Dynamite.

"team leader!"

Xiao Banxi shouted with joy.

Edward did not lift his head, but pointed to the distant horizon.

Xiao Benxi looked in the direction of Edward's finger, and his face changed greatly.

Chariot!

Hundreds of chariots!

The reorganized chariot team!

Little Bansi, who was born in the military barracks, knows how terrible a reorganized chariot regiment is!

A chariot is a moving fortress.

A hundred chariots, that is a hundred mobile fortresses.

Moreover, between the offense and defense, it is enough to form a completely mobile position.

Anyone or anything that falls into this position will only be crushed.

"He, are they not the enemy army?"

Benzie asked stammeringly.

"Then what do you think I'm doing?"

Edward, who resisted another explosive, asked rhetorically.

Banxi was silent.

He burrowed into the arsenal and began to help.

The same goes for the residents of Fishbone Street.

None of them stepped back.

Or……

dare not step back.

They knew very well that facing these chariots was a matter of life and death, but if they dared to step back, they violated Her Majesty's order, and that was ten deaths and no life.

Hundreds of people moved, and the speed increased in a straight line.

However, Edward's face was not at all light-hearted.

There are no fortifications.

No artillery support.

No mines were laid in advance.

Infantry vs chariot?

No matter how elite the soldiers are, they can't bear it, let alone the people in front of them.

I'm afraid I can't even hold it for five minutes.

What should I do?

Edward thought.

Griffin was thinking too.

However, what Griffin was thinking about was whether he could escape by hiding in the mud pit and pretending to be dead for a while.

A lot of smart guys have the same idea as Griffin.

But at this moment, Jason, who was already covered with grenades, walked out of the weapons warehouse without saying a word, and strode toward the direction of the chariot.

"Jason?!"

Edward exclaimed.

Jason kept walking, kept silent, just raised his right hand and waved.

Seems to be saying goodbye.

Then

Boom!

dong dong!

dong dong dong!

In the chest cavity, the heart beats like a war drum.

The drums are thundering, Jason...

charge!