Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 182 Alarm
Leo's heavy sword took the opportunity to strike down. The Duke hastily blocked it, but was knocked back several steps. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the mansion, and a trace of panic finally appeared in his eyes.

"No... Impossible! The Night's Watch is a second-level soldier, how could he be..."

"You underestimate him." Lady Aisha said softly, "Robin Gabriel... has practiced the Dragon Devouring Breathing Technique. His progress is far beyond our imagination."

Mrs. Aisha was also confused.

The Dragon Devouring Breathing Technique is indeed extremely powerful, but practicing several breathing techniques at the same time, although it has great combat effectiveness, will also slow down the speed of progress.

How did Robin manage to become a second-level Order Knight at such a young age?

The central system completely collapsed and the star marrow control network disintegrated.

The first to fall were the mechanical giants on both sides of the ceremonial platform.

Their towering metal bodies suddenly stiffened, the star marrow crystals embedded in their spines emitted a rapid humming sound, and the faint blue light flickered like a light bulb with poor contact.

When the first crystal exploded into powder, the alloy joints of the colossus groaned with metal fatigue, the rivets at the knees flew off, and the thirty-ton steel body seemed to have its soul sucked out. When it fell to its knees, it smashed half of the viewing platform.

Chain reactions broke out in every corner of the battlefield.

The charging mechanical warhorse raised its front hooves high, but the hydraulic system suddenly locked, and the rider was thrown a hundred meters away by inertia.

The energy cables extending from their spines snapped in mid-air, and the streams of astral light scattered like dying fireflies.

The automatic crossbows on the city wall all lowered their heads, the barrels still in the red-hot chambers, the last energy bullet smoldering due to the interruption of power supply, and the rising black smoke looked like funeral flags.

A controlled knight's spear fell from his hand. His golden pupils rippled, and the alloy visor implanted during the mechanical transformation suddenly popped open, revealing the pale face beneath.

When the first ray of morning light pierced his eyes that had not seen the sun for a long time, the executioner who had massacred an entire village curled up like a baby and cried.

"My hands are my eyes." He tore open the breastplate and dug into the chest cavity inlaid with star marrow crystals, not even noticing that his nails were flipping over the chest.

Amid the sounds of metal falling to the ground all around, more and more knights began to twitch.

The implants in their spines automatically fell off, and the mechanical interfaces with flesh and blood emitted green smoke, as if escaping from some curse.

The astral barrier covering the battlefield began to crumble.

The pale blue energy dome burst like a fragile soap bubble, and the obscured morning sun finally poured down.

Wherever the light reached, the star marrow patterns on the mechanical wreckage quickly faded and peeled off like dried moss.

Lady Aisha raised her hand to catch a falling fragment of astral marrow, the bauhinia venom etching scorch marks on its surface. "Hawk, do you hear that?" She pointed her staff at the former puppet knights tumbling on the ground. "This is true rebirth."

Leo's heavy sword pierced the stone slab at the Duke's feet, and the sword reflected the opponent's distorted reflection.

"Impossible, my undead army." Duke Hawke shouted madly, then pounced on Lady Aisha and Leo.

Without the support of the central system, Duke Hawke's strength, which was originally at the peak of the second-level Order Knight, has fallen to the primary level of the second level.

Now he is no match for Lady Aisha and Leo.

Duke Hawke's mechanical wings exploded, and fragments flew like a rain of knives.

The star marrow crystal in his chest burst out with a dazzling bloody light, and actually suspended the rubble within a radius of one hundred meters, turning it into a violent energy storm.

"Be buried with me!" He roared and pounced on Lady Aisha. The mechanical bones in his right arm exploded, revealing the boiling molten star marrow inside. "Starburst!" Lady Aisha's redbud cloak instantly carbonized. A strange black and purple bud bloomed on the tip of her staff, and poison ivy grew wildly from the ground into a cocoon. "Embrace of Withering!"

The moment the poison ivy cocoon wrapped around the Duke, Leo's heavy sword came down with a blue flame.

When the sword blade cut into the crack of the star marrow crystal, the Duke's gilded prosthetic eye suddenly popped out and turned into two lasers that shot towards Leo's eyebrows.

"clang!"

Mrs. Aisha's silver silk gloves accurately intercepted the laser, and white smoke of burnt flesh and blood rose from between her fingers.

Leo's sword momentum continued unabated, and pale flames poured into the Duke's body along the cracks in the crystal.

"You don't understand at all." The Duke's mechanical vocal cords melted, and he uttered a hoarse voice, "My great cause."

The star marrow crystal exploded, and the shock wave blew the three people away.

Lady Aisha knocked down half of the broken wall, and Leo's heavy sword pierced the ground, plowing a hundred-meter gully.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Duke Hawke knelt in the center of the deep pit, his mechanical torso falling apart, and his only remaining human left arm clinging to the soil.

Leo approached with his sword drawn, and lifted the Duke's broken chin with the tip of his sword: "The sins of the West must be repaid."

Lady Aisha touched his back with her blood-stained staff: "Farewell, my former husband."

The redbud poison ivy and pale flames penetrated his body at the same time, and Duke Hawke turned into flying light fragments in the turbulent energy.

When the last grain of star dust fell, the morning sun just pierced through the clouds, and in the square, Duke Hawke's flag also fell in the sea of ​​fire.

The war finally came to an end.

Robin, the key figure in all this, is completely unaware of it.

Robin put away his Tang sword and looked at Feng Ling: "Mission accomplished, retreat."

Before the fragments of Duke Hawke's star marrow crystal had cooled down, news of the changing situation in the Western Territory had already spread to all parts of the continent on the metal wings of mechanical carrier pigeons.

The Grand Duke of the East slammed his bronze scepter down on the astronomical chart, shaking the twelve whale oil chandeliers. His sharp gaze swept over the kneeling spy: "Within three days, I want to see the Royal Family's position in this battle, and at the same time, expand the Knights' Order."

"But the treasury," the treasurer had not yet finished his words when the hound at the Archduke's feet suddenly jumped up and bit his throat.

"Use the grain of the south and the mines of the north." The Grand Duke stroked the hound's head. "Send a message to the orphans of the Frostwolf family, saying that I am willing to help them retake the north."

Outside the window, thirty tall towers were being equipped with gear crossbows. However, the craftsmen carved not the coat of arms of the East but the gear emblem of the long-destroyed Mechanicus on the barrels.

"What a trick!" The Grand Duchess of the Southern Territory crushed the crystal glass, and the rose-red wine dripped down the gilded table. "First, the old wolf from the North Territory, and now the mad dog from the West Territory."

An astrologer wearing a crow mask appeared from behind the curtain. "The latest star tracks show that the combined forces of the Bauhinia and Knights Guild have taken over the entire Western Territory."

The Grand Duchess's jade nails scratched across the parchment map, creating cracks where the imperial territory was marked. "All forces, prepare for battle! With the Emperor's temperament, I'm sure it will be my turn soon!"

"Yes!" The people kneeling on the ground in front of the Grand Duchess answered in unison.

Compared to the brutal Grand Duke of the East Territory, the prestige and popularity of the Grand Duchess of the South Territory far surpass those of the other three Grand Dukes.

(End of this chapter)