Novel Full Chapter 1298: Chapter 25: Citywide Riot (Part 3)
Chapter 1298: Chapter 25: Citywide Riot (Part 3)
Apparently, even the Queen and Lancelot, who were in the stone chamber, could hear the sound, and it was impossible for these “Doomsday Myth” members not to be alarmed.
“What happened?”
Catherine and Judas were the last to come out—when they arrived, Caesar and Tip were already standing outside.
In the sky appeared a massive shadow… with twinkling lights on it, finally revealing its vague shape.
“This is…” Judas immediately frowned.
At this moment, a rapid beast’s cry was heard, and it turned out to be Her Majesty the Queen’s pet, which was now crying out in fear toward the giant object in the sky.
“It seems, the other side is not incompetent either… have they found us after all.” Judas couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.
It was supposed that all means of magic perception should be blocked here—they were even confident they could safely wait here until tomorrow’s sunrise.
But in fact, not to mention sunrise, there’s still more than an hour until midnight… it’s still today.
“Leader?” Tip hastily looked towards Caesar.
Caesar calmly said, “You take the Queen away, leave this to me… Let’s meet at the agreed place.”
“But…” Catherine clutched Caesar’s arm.
He just looked at her with a slight smile and took out the harmonica from his pocket, handing it to Catherine, softly saying, “Help me take care of it, as long as it’s there, I will definitely come back.”
Catherine was silent for a moment, finally nodding. She knew very well the significance of this harmonica to Caesar… It was a keepsake left by his deceased wife, which Caesar always carried on him, cherishing it dearly.
“If I don’t see you by dawn, I’ll smash it… Remember!” Catherine suddenly tiptoed and bit down hard on Caesar’s shoulder, then turned and rushed inside without looking back.
“Take care of yourself.” Judas said quickly.
“Leader, we’re waiting for you!” Tip also embraced Caesar for a moment.
They all left.
Caesar took a deep breath, glancing at the faint Holy Seal on the back of his hand before thoughtfully gazing at the huge shadow in the sky, “The Holy Seal is quiet, not from the Knight Agency, huh…”
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In the vast night sky, inside a giant warplane, a group of more than twenty young men and women clad in blue and black tight combat suits sat in four rows.
On the screen, the image of the Prime Minister appeared in their view.
He used an uplifting tone to inspire all the young men and women here, “Before you is an extremely dangerous non-human threatening our country’s safety, but I believe that years of effort and sweat have been sufficient to make you the most elite warriors! Each of you carries the nation’s countless efforts… Today, you will transform into the Sword of Salvation! The Fianna, warriors of the Finnian Warrior Group, step onto your stage!”
They raised their heads and straightened their chests, speaking in unison with a high voice, “We are the Sword of Salvation! We are the Finnian Warrior Group!”
As they spoke, their seats began to move, and suddenly, one could see strange metal components starting to assemble onto their bodies from behind the chairs.
Metal parts akin to powered exoskeleton armor were fitted onto their legs, arms, waist, and finally, a light helmet was donned on their heads.
All of this was completed in less than ten seconds.
Finally, the floor panels of their seats opened, leading to the night sky outside of the aircraft—they began to slide out from there!
The warriors of the Finnian Warrior Group fell into the air one by one, and the armor on their backs suddenly unfolded into unique shell-shaped thrusters… enabling them to move freely in the sky!
Meanwhile, in the headquarters of The Fianna, a large control room displayed the avatars and personal information of these warriors on the screens.
Power values, life values…
“It’s finally starting…” The Prime Minister quietly watched the screen, calming down at this moment.
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In the distance, on a small hillside, two men wearing jackets with grass circles on their heads and covered with a large grass mat observed the night sky through a pair of night vision goggles.
One of them was even smoking a cigarette.
“It’s finally appeared… The British Government’s secret weapon.” The smoking man said with a hint of excitement—in perfect Hua Country language.
“Team Leader, after years of infiltration, we finally have results…” The companion beside him also couldn’t hide his excitement, “I’ve been away for years, I wonder how the bureau looks now…”
“Alright, no more talking, we must record these things and send them back as soon as possible… It seems to be some high-tech product, I’m sure Dr. Zhao at the First Research Institute will be thrilled and lose sleep over this!”
“Received!”
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In the courtyard in front of the old monastery’s entrance, Caesar stood alone with hands behind his back, watching the figures descend slowly from the night sky, his gaze indifferent.
There was only one priest in this monastery, who had already retired and was currently trapped in a room… No one would have thought that Her Majesty the Queen of Great Britain was held in this inconspicuous dilapidated monastery on the outskirts of Fog Capital.
The number was… twenty-three.
Caesar silently counted these people in strange armors—they also carried large gun-like weapons and were all very young.
At this moment, two of them gently landed on the ground… Their shell-shaped armor wings slowly retracted as they aimed their gun-like weapons at Caesar, and solemnly commanded, “Don’t move!”
Caesar coolly glanced at them, extending his hand from behind… But at this moment, one of the two young men suddenly pulled the trigger of his weapon.
A beam of light swiftly brushed past Caesar’s cheek, and at the same time, a loud noise was heard behind him.
Caesar looked back and found a nearly one-meter-diameter hole melted in the monastery’s wall.
…The edge of the damaged wall was still in a state of hot melting, so hot that it seemed to distort the space around it.
“I told you, don’t move!” the shooter sternly said, “Put down your weapon and surrender, you’re surrounded… I said, don’t move!”
Caesar looked at these guys, slowly taking out a pack of cigarettes from his clothing, lighting one nonchalantly in front of them, and taking a puff.
As he exhaled the smoke, he slowly began to speak, “I’m not quite clear on your origins, but it seems this is your first battle?”
His voice not only reached the ears of all twenty-three members of The Fianna but also echoed in the control room of The Fianna’s headquarters.
The Prime Minister who had been observing all along couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t have appeared so ostentatiously… that is, if your mission is to save people.” Caesar said lightly, “So, what are you displaying… and urgently so.”
“Capture him, no need to waste words! Attack the monastery! Annihilate the enemy!” A youth leading the charge ordered in a deep voice from the sky at this moment.
“Indeed, the goal isn’t to rescue hostages.” Caesar shook his head, then stepped forward.
In the next flash, he appeared right in front of one of the two warriors on the ground, casually throwing a punch—yet this warrior reacted swiftly, raising an arm.
Caesar’s fist hit the armor on the opponent’s arm, causing a small Light Shield to unfold which managed to catch Caesar’s fist.
Though the warrior didn’t seem to fare well either, retreating several steps until the leg armor extended to stabilize him.
“Not a bad reaction.” Caesar looked at the fellow in some surprise, then seriously examined the armor equipment on these warriors.
Inside the control room of The Fianna base, the Prime Minister sneered as he watched this non-human criminal… he somewhat enjoyed seeing the astonished looks on these arrogant non-humans.
To counter those non-humans who surpass ordinary speed, each piece of this special armor known as ‘Dragon Cavalry’ is equipped with over five miniature high-speed cameras, ensuring full 360-degree dynamic capture.
Moreover, to allow the ‘Dragon Cavalry’ user to process this terrifying dynamic capture, each user’s body has undergone extensive drug and technological adjustments. Additionally, the ‘Dragon Cavalry’ is equipped with an auxiliary intelligent system, capable of two-pronged operations, handling any emergency situation!
And all this is merely the tip of the iceberg of the ‘Dragon Cavalry’ armor technology!
“Shake before the crystallization of humanity… non-humans!”
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“Fire!!”
With the captain-like youth’s shout from The Fianna squad, dozens of red light dots suddenly appeared on Caesar’s body.
He seemed a bit caught off guard, as all The Fianna warriors simultaneously activated their weapons, beams incessantly barraged Caesar’s body.
Boom boom boom boom ——!!!!!!
In the courtyard before the monastery, dust rolled amidst the weapon’s terrifying destructive power, akin to RPG shell bombardments, with ultra-high temperatures even melting the soil!
After a twenty-second barrage, the captain of The Fianna finally signaled a ceasefire.
Amidst the thick smoke, they initiated imaging scans—on the display chips in front of their eyes, they saw Caesar’s figure in the smoke, motionless.
“Didn’t manage to blast off his body?!” Inside the control room, the scan’s image appeared synchronously, the Prime Minister looked in surprise at the smoke, at a silhouette seemingly starting to move!
The ground had transformed into scorched earth, in pits and mounds Caesar’s figure walked step by step out of the smoke… he resembled a walker on the land of purgatory.
The Baroque-style coat was already shattered, Caesar casually tore it open, and it directly ‘tore.’
Seeing his appearance, The Fianna members raised their weapons again aiming, twenty scarlet light points gathering once more on Caesar.
Is this deceptive… enduring twenty seconds of barrage only to have this guy’s coat removed?
“I see.”
Caesar dusted off the ashes on his coat, “If it’s of this caliber, indeed most non-humans couldn’t withstand it, afterwards probably only facing a tragic fate… even me, fighting like this with you would have some disadvantages…”
He shook his head, began slowly unbuttoning his shirt, but The Fianna members evidently didn’t intend to wait, they started aiming once more.
Caesar instead waved a hand to block… or rather waved a hand to sweep!
His arm seemed to transform into a phantom, faster than the speed of light shot itself seems, effortlessly swatting away the beams of light shooting in… simultaneously, he didn’t stop the left hand’s action of unbuttoning his shirt!
Finally, amid The Fianna members’ terrified gazes, Caesar fended off this wave of barrage… weapons had to enter a temporary cooling phase.
And Caesar finally removed his shirt, revealing a physique akin to the golden ratio yet not swollen.
The shirt naturally hung down in his palm, he casually let go of it.
Bang——!!
At the moment the shirt hit the ground, the earth started to tremble… the scorched ground was struck by this seemingly lightweight shirt, creating a massive pit… the cracks along the edge spread all the way to the monastery courtyard, the walls collapsing as a result.
As the shirt hit the ground, Caesar lightly sprang with his legs, and the earth cracked again—he reappeared before The Fianna member who had initially blocked his punch, once again lashing out with a punch.
Under high-speed imaging and auxiliary intelligence, The Fianna member this time only managed to lift his finger!
Bang——!
This punch crashed down, the The Fianna member didn’t fly out like imagined!
The armor on his ‘Dragon Cavalry’ chest shattered completely… subsequently, his entire body also exploded directly!
A mist of blood dispersed.
On the ground, only some minute fragments and clots were left… inside The Fianna headquarters control room, the Prime Minister abruptly stood up, his mouth opened, jaw seemingly dropped in astonishment… eyes wide open!
The control room fell deathly silent!
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“Beast King of the Moon?”
In a hotel, the Mind Witch was casually chatting with Farael—after leaving the prison, the Mind Witch really found the Knight sir’s body awfully smelly, so she insistently demanded he wash thoroughly, temporarily finding a hotel.
After cleaning up, Farael’s complexion looked better.
Uncertain if it was a matter of illusion, the Mind Witch Ms. felt his flesh seemed fuller than when in Castle Prison, where it felt shriveled.
Ms. Gilian was now trimming the Knight sir’s scattered long hair, chatting about some old anecdotes.
“It’s said, a Beast King of the Moon is born among a million Beastmen, wielding supreme strength.”
Farael looked at the refreshingly clean face in the mirror, seemed to enjoy having the Mind Witch Ms. trim his hair.
He continued, “Of course, this is merely legend, I haven’t seen one.”