Chapter 254: Deadly Dawn (24)

"Listen to me, Your Majesty..."
The light and shadow continued hissing:
"...Listen to me, the empire is over, it is overthrowing, it is about to burn, the church is over, his vicious dream is over, and the trust is rising."
"trust?"
"The trust council is on the rise. Your majesty, you have no idea of ​​its nobleness. It surpasses all of us. The world is its property, and the prosperous and the defunct."
"You filthy thing, Grenas, have you taken Ecstasy? Are you crazy? What is this crazy bullshit!"
"trust!"
"What is a trust?"
"It's rising! It's back! It will sweep away all obstacles! It will dominate everything! It will achieve what you can never do!"
Minec III swallowed his throat, and he was shocked by Grenace's complete madness.
"You are crazy..."
"Trustras waged a struggle against a cruel and tyrannical world, Your Majesty! Accept this, and you will die peacefully. Trust will overthrow the decaying empire and punish the violent king. This is already happening. I sincerely swear to it together."
"You talk nonsense!"
"You are dead, the world becomes scorched earth, and your soldiers are dead."
"Dead? No, we still have hundreds of thousands..."
"All are dead and slaughtered like livestock."
"It's all lies!"
"Look at me, Your Majesty, you know this is not a lie, you know, you understand our power! You know this is possible, you know from the facts, this is a possible result."
Minec III took a step back, he opened his mouth, but was speechless in shock.
"No matter what you think of me, your majesty, no matter what your opinion is, I understand that it is probably terribly bad, but you know that I am not a stupid person. Do I betray the empire and attack Cusconal? ...Just for a bit of private resentment? Really? Is it possible?"
Minec III took a step back.
"Either you are crazy or the world is crazy."
His calmness when talking was amazing.
"In any case, I'm going to kill you and all your barbaric killers, punishment and rebellion! You have no chance to reflect on your heinous crimes."
"Oh, Your Majesty, you can always play a grandiose master, come to me"
Greenas turned away from the beam of light, then hesitated again.
"There is one more thing you need to know, Your Majesty, you really don't understand what you are fighting against."
"A lunatic!"
The emperor snapped and turned to leave.
Grenas' body began to transform.
His projections changed drastically, like melted grease, deformed bones, falling white wax, his smile cracked from it, something emerged from his humanoid shell, it was by no means human.
Minec III saw it, he turned around, he saw it.
He widened his eyes.
He could smell it, he could smell the dark nightmare, that thing was growing, still growing, Grenas' empty skin was fading like snake skin.
It has shiny black flesh and tangled blood vessels, it has toad-like mucus and trembling eyes, it has fangs and bat-like skin wings, its shape is contrary to common sense, it is a deformed monster.
The filthy light covered it and wrapped it like a velvet robe. It was like smoke and it was four meters long.
It groaned, and the rumbling noise was like the roar of a predator, bringing the stench of corruption, the breath of blood, the pungent acid, the smell of toxin.
Minec III stabilized his mind, he thought it was just a shadow.
"I see enough of these tricks."
Suddenly, when the object spoke, its voice was crazy and intuitive.
"Let the world burn!"
It opened its mouth wide, and saliva splashed.
Blood, hundreds of liters of human blood, was suddenly and violently sprayed on the wall of the hall, and the transparent fragments that were bombarded into a dome sprinkled into the sky.
The long-established consulate hall of the Purple Palace exploded in a second.
7:11:08, July 10
Desec turned sharply.
"what did you say!?"
He nearly snarled and questioned his adjutant.
They are at the outer edge of the Purple Palace encircling line, and are advancing at full speed to avoid the anger of the Flesh Lord caused by the temporary failure.
Their original designations were the 111th and 112th companies, but now they are only part of the 17th Infantry Regiment of the Trust.
Now that both company commanders have sacrificed, Desec takes over command, and he tries to reorganize the troops, but they do not have time to stop, and the friendly forces in close proximity exert pressure.
The rebels hid in the burning ruins, and they suffered casualties along the way.
The deep and desolate horn of war echoed over the city.
"An intermittent pulse message was detected, sir."
His accompanying arcanist came to the side. The man looked very old, actually only twenty years old. He was carrying a Gugger machine similar to a backpack.
"What stuff?"
Desaik doesn't understand pulse at all. These words are too strange to him.
"It's too weak. I must install the receiver and extend the mobile antenna."
The other party had no explanation at all, and Desaik was too lazy to delve into it anyway. All he wanted was eternal power-perfection like the Son of Dawn, not a tragic ending like Arcanist.
Boom~!
Suddenly, the strange ammunition crossed the top of their heads like a startled bird, knocking against a tall wall. 】
The masonry cracked and the debris fell in a blizzard-like spark.
"Concealed! Concealed!"
Desec shouted.
Hell, he couldn't guess where the enemy came from. He could hear some kind of mechanical roar, but he didn't know what it was.
No breathing. The enemies will chase them down until they are annihilated.
Until his afterglow was brief, a dark millisecond was caught by a few milliseconds.
The other party opened fire again, killing Fore.
Unknown bullets hit his lower back, shattered the spine and crotch, and exploded him like a balloon.
Everyone shrank after the bunker, and looked nervously at the slowly flowing mist~EbookFREE.me~咻~!
The air was torn again by objects passing by quickly.
Desaik turned his head and saw his adjutant sat on the ground, the bullet shattered his helmet, neck armor and part of the breastplate, and the skull and red muscles were exposed.
There are no burns, bruises, swellings, but simple cuts, just like a scalpel passes accurately.
In Desaik's view, the horror in front of him is far from it. The enemy is incredibly fast, just like some kind of uncapturable vision, their retina can't leave more information.
Desaik scratched his head in exasperation, with a disturbing cyan protrusion on his forehead, as if he had just grown a horn.
At that moment, the enemy took the initiative to show up.
With incredible speed and elegance, holding two saws, his hands are interlaced on his chest, crouching on the broken wall above everyone's head, like a green poisonous scorpion ready to go out, the pure black eyepiece reflects everyone Frightened face.
"fast"
As Desaik spoke, his second word was blocked in his throat.
His world began to rotate. At the moment of collision with the ground, he saw his headless body pouring blood into the sky, and a spiral of death that involved everyone in it.
What is it?
The last consciousness remained in his mind. More than ten seconds after his death, the entire 100-person squad was completely dismembered. He cut off the arms of the rebels from the body like a work of art, and the slender helmet sprayed around. With small pieces of high speed, burning the faces of the daring enemies, they melted from the inside.
It was so fast that when it was over, the blood had not had time to stain the ground red.
Then the things that caused it all disappeared, as if they had never appeared or slaughtered.