Chapter 120 In the Shadow of History...

In the shadow of history, Chapter 120 of the main volume of the Demon Hunting Cookbook... Under the Sword of Dawn, Jason is a thousand meters in front of him, and it is divided into two.

Whether it's a chariot or a ground.

A slash that was 10 meters deep and kilometers long appeared on the battlefield.

And this is not the end.

After the thousand-meter-long Sword of Dawn was slashed out, it did not disappear. It was also 'held' in Jason's hand.

Jason's feet are buckled inward, and his waist is straight and outwardly rotated.

Then, snapped away.

Suddenly, the Sword of Dawn in his hand drew a perfect 'circle'.

The chariots on the battlefield stood still for a moment in this 'circle'.

then

The turret parts of all the chariots fell silently.

Unlike Jason's Sword of Dawn, the Sword of Dawn at this moment has already reached an unimaginable level in terms of length and sharpness.

No object can withstand such a sword.

Any existence would be frightened by this sword.

laughter!

Cheerful laughter appeared on the battlefield.

It should have sounded from where Jason was standing.

But the voice was not Jason.

to be older.

The laughter lasted for a few seconds, and finally there was only one thank you left.

"thanks."

The voice rang in Jason's ear.

Then, disappear.

Jason, who was in a trance, gradually woke up, but the exhaustion that came like a tide made him fall directly to the ground.

thump.

Hu Hu Hu.

The loud cry became the only voice on this silent battlefield.

In the distance, Edward, Little Bansey, and Griffin have not recovered their senses until now.

The three of them came together unconsciously, and then walked towards here.

"Am I dreaming?"

As Griffin muttered to himself, he raised his hand and pinched Bency.

"It hurts!"

"What are you doing?"

Bency glared at Griffin.

"It doesn't seem like I'm dreaming, but, but was that... a sword?"

Griffin nodded, and the look on his face became more and more suspicious.

It's not just Griffin's doubts.

Edward and Bency were equally puzzled.

The kilometer-long sword has long exceeded their imagination.

In fact, the fact that Jason slashed ten meters with one sword before was enough to surprise them.

And the kilometer at the moment?

Really can't even think about it.

However, one thing can be confirmed.

They won!

and……

All survived!

After the shock, the joy of the rest of the life began to appear. The three of them forgot the scene just now and rushed to Jason together. They lifted the sleepy Jason and threw it straight into the air.

"Won!"

"we won!"

The three shouted.

Jason, who was thrown into the air, woke up instantly.

But when he heard the voices of Edward, Bency and Griffin, he closed his eyes again.

He is so tired.

It's like staying overnight for a month.

Now, he just wants to sleep for a while.

As for the others?

Wait until he wakes up.

...

Click, click.

The friction between the scabbard and the armor, and the sound of the collision constantly sounded, Jason frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes.

Unfamiliar ceiling.

The body is in pain.

Looking down, he saw himself wrapped in gauze.

Not just the torso, but also the arms.

what happened?

Just as Jason was thinking, a kind voice sounded.

"Lucky, tough boy."

"I knew you would be fine."

A tall man walked in.

The face was very unfamiliar, but the moment he saw the other party, Jason's words blurted out.

"Captain, what about the others?"

As he spoke, Jason struggled to sit up.

Jason frowned.

He didn't want to speak, let alone move.

The body moves involuntarily.

seem……

Isn't this his body?

There was a hint of enlightenment in his heart, and the perspective in front of Jason also changed from the first perspective to the third perspective.

He saw the young man lying on the bed from the side.

Although there are scars, although it is wrapped in gauze, and although he is much younger, from between his eyebrows, Jason can still confirm that this is the self-proclaimed 'Last Knight of Dawn' Gong Lansen.

Young Gun Ranson!

Under Jason's gaze, the young Gong Lansen looked at his captain expectantly.

"Feel sorry."

The captain shook his head sadly.

The young Gong Lansen's eyes suddenly became dull, and he lay on the hospital bed again.

The tall captain made a quilt for the young Gong Lansen.

The captain said nothing more.

Just touching the young Gong Lansen's head, he was about to get up and leave.

But at this moment, Gong Lansen, who was lying down, struggled to sit up again.

"Captain, I'm going back to the battlefield."

Gunransen said.

"Lie down."

"The Church of Dawn has not yet fallen to the point where a wounded person goes to the battlefield."

After speaking, the captain walked out of the room.

Jason's perspective stayed on Gunransen.

Then

clang! clang! clang!

A loud alarm bell rang, and the door to the room was pushed open at once.

Two nuns ran in.

"Enemy attack!"

"Gong Lansen, we will take you away."

With such words, the two nuns involuntarily supported Gong Lansen. This kind of support was very difficult, especially when Gong Lansen refused to cooperate.

He pushed the two nuns away, picked up the sword standing by the bed, and stumbled out.

A team of Cavaliers outside is already ready to go.

The captain is at the front.

"Captain, count me in."

Gunransen shouted.

"it is good."

The tall captain nodded in agreement, but at the next moment, he raised his hand and stunned Gong Lansen.

Gong Lansen fainted, but Jason's perspective was still there.

He watched Gong Lansen being carried into the carriage by the two nuns, and he saw the tall captain and a group of knights watching the carriages leave.

Then, he saw the tall captain leading a group of knights out of the small town.

Outside the city, an echelon of muskets made up of tens of thousands of people, and a cannon was aimed here.

But the tall captain had no fear.

He stared ahead, slowly put on his helmet, and then raised the battle flag in his hand.

"Dawn!"

He shouted.

"Exalted and immortal!"

A group of knights echoed in unison.

Then, the raised battle flag began to move.

All the knights followed the golden battle flag.

The flag is raised, the horses are galloping.

charge!

charge!

charge!

Even in the face of death, they never flinched.

This is their oath when they become knights.

And they kept their oath from beginning to end.

Because, they are... knights.

Bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom!

Musket salvo.

Artillery fired.

The projectile easily penetrated the thick plate armor.

The shells fell, and the people and horses were crushing.

Five hundred people face tens of thousands of people.

This is self-destruction.

Not to mention the gunpowder weapons the latter is equipped with.

After three salvos, the team of 500 people was exhausted.

Only the captain holding the battle flag high continued to charge, a faint white brilliance appeared on his body, allowing him to resist the muskets and artillery shooting projectiles.

However, this defense is getting weaker and weaker.

In the end, after a cannonball landed beside him, the white light disintegrated and disappeared without a trace.

Sow the law.

With a whimper, the war horse fell to the ground with its master and the high-raised battle flag, blood filled with blood.

The unscathed team of 10,000 people began to move forward step by step.

But the next moment, their footsteps stopped in unison.

The fallen flag stood up again.

The blood-stained golden battle flag has a tinge of crimson, but it looks more brilliant.

The captain held the battle flag, drew his sword, and charged again.

This time, he rushed into the ranks of ten thousand people.

Long sword swinging.

The battle flag is like a spear.

Fight!

Without any skill and block, it is the simplest thorn and thorn.

More and more blood flowed.

The captain's movements were getting slower and slower.

More and more enemies surrounded him.

Bright bayonet, at the same time forward.

Puff puff!

The captain, who was hit by several knives, lost his strength to fight in the final battle.

He planted the battle flag forcefully and looked back at the small town.

There are still a small half of people who did not withdraw!

He... was out of duty.

With regret, the captain held the battle flag with both hands and stood there, without breath.

It's not the only one.

Instead, hundreds of Dawn Knights are doing it.

They fulfilled their vows when they became knights.

loyalty.

just.

with... sacrifice.

Just their sacrifice, is it worth it?

Gong Lansen, who was recovering from his injuries, looked at the military camp that lacked many friends and companions, and looked at the gold and silver jewelry that had been transported back by truck by truck. He was confused.

Obviously can bring back more people.

Why bring back these useless things.

"This is an opportunity for 'Dawn' to rise again."

The Pope told him so.

Inform him of the only remaining Dawn Knight.

"There is no one left, how should 'Dawn' rise?"

he asked.

"We still have... Prous!"

The Pope answered.

He didn't know what Prous was at the time.

After that, I didn't know for a long time.

Because, the Pope and several bishops disappeared.

With the wealth that was exchanged for blood all disappeared.

In an instant, the Dawn Church collapsed and separated.

And he, the last knight of the dawn, could do nothing.

What reason does he have to persuade those who want to leave?

He couldn't even convince himself.

He watched the fall of an era.

He watched the rise of an era.

He's just an obscure worm.

He is like a lonely soul, wandering all over the land.

Then, when he returned to his former homeland, he was already gray-haired. He looked at the familiar place and the brand-new signboard of 'St. Paul's School', and he applied to join.

Not only because there is an acquaintance of him here.

Also because this is the place he chose to bury his bones.

Born in Sri Lanka, died in Sri Lanka.

day to day.

Gunransen is here to die.

Until one day, someone suddenly came to visit.

Jason heard footsteps and opened his eyes wide, hoping to see who the man was.

He could feel that this person was vital.

However, he woke up.

The scent on the tip of his nose woke him up.

The clear dream in his mind and the person who had no answer made Jason a little annoyed.

But soon, the hunger in his stomach prompted him to stand up and walk downstairs.

This is his residence in Xindecheng.

Of course he is well-versed.

In the hall downstairs, Edward, Bency, and Griffin were all there.

The three were slumped on the sofa, waiting for dinner.

The female pastry chef, Hannibal, was busy in the kitchen.

"You've slept all day."

"If you don't wake up again, we'll have to call the doctor."

"How did you sleep?"

Edward asked with a smile.

"not bad."

"It's just a dream that I don't know if it's true or not."

Jason replied, and then he looked in the direction of the kitchen.

"Jason, you still need to wait."

The female pastry chef, who had been watching Jason since he walked down, said immediately.

And this made Hannibal frown.

That's what he originally said.

But was preempted by the female pastry chef.

"Jichel, please note that you are in the kitchen at the moment. If you are distracted, please go out and I will cook dinner for Jason."

Hannibal said coldly.

"I'll pay attention."

The female pastry chef clearly felt the hostility Hannibal was exuding at the moment, but she, who had made a mistake first, did not refute, but stirred the porridge in the casserole more and more seriously.

The smell of meat mixed with the fragrance of rice made Jason salivate.

However, he habitually told himself to restrain himself.

Solo restraint is far better than distraction. Knowing this, Jason looked at Edward again.

"Is it all over?"

Jason asked.

He didn't know what happened after he fell asleep.

Need Edward's advice.

"certainly!"

"Jason, you wiped out the chariot group, one of the most elite troops of the 'Silver Federation', and the senior officers of the military department were probably so frightened that their butt was urinating, and they called Edward an hour later and said that it was a person. behavior, has nothing to do with the 'Silver Federation'."

"Also, you should receive an award soon."

"At least the rank of brigadier general!"

Griffin answered first.

Griffin, who was beaming with excitement, imitated the possible expressions of military high-level officials, making the little Bansi laugh at the side.

In such laughter, Jason was slightly relieved.

Then, a line of text appears in front of you

【Save Xindecheng! 】

[City recognition +500%! 】

[1000% recognition of the existing city! 】

...

Seeing the city's 1000% approval rating, Jason couldn't help frowning.

It has 1000% approval, but the main task is still not completed realistically.

Does it have to be the full 60 days?

Jason guessed, looking at his satiety.

[Satisfaction: 3]

【The excitement of eating: 0】

...

An unexpectedly low number for Jason.

Although he had died several times before, it was not so low.

You know, he originally had 51 points of satiety!

What's more, what about the excitement of eating?

He clearly should have a little more excitement about eating!

Immediately, Jason flipped through the record panel.

Soon, he found the answer.

[Encountered a special stimulus, in the judgment...]

【The judgment is successful! 】

[Special consumption of satiety is 25 points, and the excitement of food is 1 point! 】

[The Sword of Dawn has been temporarily strengthened! 】

[Temporary reinforcement is over, judgment is in progress...]

【The judgment is successful! 】

[The Sword of Dawn has been strengthened to a certain extent! 】

...

Looking at the information in front of him, Jason immediately turned to the special option [Sword of Dawn] of [Prius Griffin Body Refinement].

[The Sword of Dawn: A treasure in the shadow of history, you not only unearthed it again, but also gained an opportunity for an unexpected experience. After you remembered that experience, it became stronger; when at dawn, You can create a 15-meter-long sword of dawn by accumulating power for 3 seconds, and perform a chariot-level slash, which will consume a lot of your physical strength]

...

"[Dawn Sword] actually got an upgrade?"

Jason's frown instantly loosened.

Consuming 25 points of satiety and 1 point of excitement to obtain a chariot-level secret technique, even with some restrictions, in his opinion, it is a profit.

Suddenly, Jason swept away the gloom.

He showed a smile.

"What's wrong?"

Edward, who had been looking at Jason, couldn't help asking.

Edward didn't think Jason was someone who would be happy with his rank of brigadier general.

Jason didn't answer Edward's words.

Because, at this time, Hannibal had already come over with a plate of pie.

The golden-yellow skin looks so crispy.

Moreover, it is very thin, almost transparent!

You can clearly see the minced meat and shrimp inside.

Jason's eyes were firmly locked on the pie, and Edward, who saw this scene, couldn't help but smile.

He thought he had the answer: Jason was happy for the food in front of him.

Naturally, Jason couldn't explain it, because he couldn't wait, he raised his hand and grabbed the pie that Hannibal had just brought, and stuffed it straight into his mouth.

After a long time without food, Jason was already hungry.

Naturally, it also makes the food more delicious.

In particular, the food cooked by the master chef Hannibal made Jason narrow his eyes.

Involuntarily, he gave a heartfelt admiration.

“It was delicious!”

Hannibal, who was watching Jason, heard such an admiration.

The psychiatrist who kept smiling suddenly trembled.

he,

I remembered!