The dazzling sound cone on the streets of Warsaw at night seemed like a huge light shield with a diameter of nearly ten meters. It was fiercely driven by the armed rifle in the hands of the Templar heroes, sweeping across everything in front of it, and everything was crushed to pieces when it was in contact with it.

The real broken bones, whether it is vehicles, buildings, or police officers who have not had time to escape, collapsed like a crushed sand sculpture in an instant, and then turned into a dissipated smoke and dust, as if it was not a knight, but a black phoenix with full firepower in the comic world. With the sound cone, everything returned to atomic shape.

The heroic spirit pushing the light shield, like he was on an ancient battlefield, charged in modern streets, wherever he passed was destroyed, life disappeared, vehicles disappeared, and even buildings collapsed.

Well, the knight did not walk the main road, but crashed directly into the building complex on the east side of the street.

The city instantly turned into hell. With the loud noise of the collapse of buildings, countless people ran and shouted wildly, and some even knelt down on the side of the road. For example, the priest just now, holding the cross with his head down, as if he was repenting.

Repent to the betrayal and tu killing back then?

"Why didn't he go to find the Gauls?!" In the palace of Belvede, President Duda howled like a collapse.

That's right, you Templars want to take revenge and find the Gauls? Everyone knows that you are victims of the political struggle between the Holy See and the secular monarchs, and everyone knows that you died unjustly. But Nima has nothing to do with us. That was done by Philip IV, and it's okay. Even if you take revenge, you shouldn't look for us!

But many things in this world are unreasonable. The poor President stood outside the presidential palace, watching the ruins growing closer and closer in front of him. He entered his bulletproof car without hesitation.

"Come on Brussels and ask for help from the Atlantis."

Just as the car started, he said to the secretary with a gloomy face.

"Duke Xuanming is in Sweden." The secretary kindly reminded.

"If we don't pass through Brussels, can we talk to others?" President Duda said angrily.

The secretary quickly contacted Brussels.

At this time, the real battle began on the street behind them. The police's special police were the first to join the battle, which was closest to the Presidential Palace Guard. Unfortunately, their blocking was meaningless. Whether it was bullets or armor-piercing bullets fired by grenade launchers, whether it was frontal or side attacks, they were still wasting ammunition. They even caused a lot of accidental injuries. They could only watch the Heroic Knights gradually approaching the Presidential Palace in the background of the continuous collapse of the building.

"We have to find a place to land!"

Boss Wang on the airship looked at the silly beauties beside him and said seriously.

He really had to find a place to land, because at this time the 16 fighter of the *obo Air Force arrived, and their airship had received a notice from the Ground Air Control Bureau, asking to evacuate immediately to prevent accidental injuries. Of course, evacuation was impossible, even these beauties would not agree. Such a spectacular scene could not be seen by everyone, and even the tour guide came over to take a camera as a souvenir. You must know that this video can be sold for a lot of money.

"Go there. Go to Victory Square!"

A beautiful woman shouted.

Well, not far from them is the famous Victory Square, which was once called Adolf Square.

But just as she said this, the heroic knight who had already rushed to the Belvedes Palace on the ground suddenly turned and crashed into the building opposite, just like using a giant axe to split the roof. He divided the three-story classical building into two from the middle, and then rushed directly into Victory Square.

"Well?"

The little beauty was stunned.

"You are such a crow's mouth!"

Boss Wang said angrily.

"Mr. Fujino. Then we?" the tour guide said tremblingly.

"Go there!"

Boss Wang pointed to the tallest building on the south side of the square. At this time, the Heroic Knight had turned to the north and was rushing into a large shopping center. It was obvious that the target was the National Grand Theater in the north, and the south was definitely not his target.

Knowing that this monster could not be stopped, the police were evacuating the iconic building in Warsaw, and at the same time, the 16 fighter jets in the sky also launched an attack. Unfortunately, their attack was also meaningless. It was simply an illusory projection. Not to mention that they used air cannons, even nuclear bombs were useless.

The airship that had descended from altitude hovered above the building. Boss Wang, who was standing at the window, continued to command Honghou, and quickly approached the National Grand Theater in the firelight of countless bullets and artillery shells. On the ground and in the sky, countless *o Bo soldiers watched the charge of the Heroic Knights at a loss. They didn't even dare to use heavy weapons.

The US imperialists have proved well in Washington that as long as conventional weapons are useless to deal with such enemies, it is much more cost-effective to see it destroy its homeland than to stop it. More than two-thirds of the casualties and half of the property losses in Washington were all done by the US military themselves.

At this moment, a military helicopter was landing in a hurry at the civil airport outside Jeankopin, more than 700 kilometers away from Warsaw. At the same time as it landed, a two-seater Gripen fighter of the Swedish Air Force was also slowing down on the runway.

"Hisser Duke, this is a flight suit, if you don't need it..."

After the Gripen fighter stopped, an officer walked into the helicopter with a flight suit and said respectfully to Duke Xuanming that in his opinion, they were all gods, and of course they would not need such things. In fact, what is regrettable for the great gods of Atlantis to this day is that they seem to have no ability to fly.

What he didn't expect was that the great god actually took it with a look of indifference. He quickly helped the great god dress up and explained the purpose of the clothes by the way. Then he hurriedly boarded the Gripen fighter with Duke Xuanming. Then the engine sprayed out blue flames. This extremely clever small plane instantly soared into the sky. Because it did not carry ammunition and the fuel tank was not full, it quickly entered the supersonic cruise of Mach 1.2 and rushed towards Warsaw.

But it is destined to be unable to save the National Theater, and the Templar Spirits carrying a gun have already stood in front of the magnificent building.

Perhaps he really couldn't accept the ending of the destruction of this opera house. The fighters in the sky all fired at it desperately, and even began to use guided bombs. The flames of the explosion instantly devoured the Hero Knight. But when the flames disappeared, he still held a spear, raised his head and looked at the sky with a sarcastic gaze. Then he flattened the spear, and the war horse under his crotch began to accelerate.

At this moment, a harsh whistling suddenly came, and then an armor-piercing bullet passed through his body in vain.

The Ghost Knight's eyes turned to the right.

*o wave's army finally arrived. More than a dozen Leopard 2 tanks were turning from the street intersection on the right, and advanced while firing. One-two-mm tungsten alloy armor-piercing bombs were sprayed out from the flames at the muzzle, whistling through his body with a harsh roar, and then swept through the park and left one eye-catching bullet hole after another in the opposite building.

A faint smile appeared on the face of the Heroic Knight, and then he adjusted his head and faced the tank group that was rushing towards him. It was obvious that this modern chariot made him feel like a battlefield. The huge war horse began to trot, then quickly turned into a fast running, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a wild running again. The Leopard 2 tanks on the opposite side were also lined up in a straight line on the street, and they also stood up with long gun barrels like a charge knight, accelerating their speed to more than thirty in a few seconds.

The fighter jets in the sky stopped firing, the crowds of people fleeing on the ground stopped fleeing, and even the police and soldiers holding rifles stopped firing. Everyone stared at the scene in amazement, watching the show between the ancient knights and modern heavy tanks.

In the eyes of the crowd, the tank at the front first collided with the sound-conical light shield, and then started from its gun barrel, turning into countless fine metal chips like sand and spilling down. Soon the entire gun barrel almost disappeared, and then its body joined the squad. With the inertia of charge, the entire tank and the crew inside disappeared completely from people's sight in a few seconds. Only a pile of metal powder on the ground proved that it had existed.

At the same time, the second tank also hit the light shield, but only half of its body hit, and the half of its body disappeared in a few seconds. After losing power, the other half of the tank dragged a row of Mars and slid forward a few meters under the action of inertia. Then a crew member with less than half of his body rolled out from the inside and screamed at the top of his lungs on the ground, and soon disappeared.

The remaining tanks that were advancing were so scared that they turned around and avoided the range of the light shield. Unfortunately, the Spirit Knight would not let the enemy go. After drilling through the tank formation, he turned his horse's head and launched another attack on the tanks from behind.

The soldiers on the tank were frightened and rushed over the turret and fired in vain, watching it destroy two tanks at the same time and rushed forward, then fell back and launched a new charge just like on an ancient battlefield.

Of course, the poor *o Bo soldiers could not fight him anymore. They crawled out of the tank in panic, screaming and fleeing their own lives. Behind them, the Heroic Knights repeated the charge over and over again until they turned more than a dozen tanks into metal powder before they stopped. Just like celebrating victory, they lifted up their masks and kept hitting the guns with small triangle shields, but there was no human face under the mask, only two weird blood-red eyes.
Chapter completed!