Star Forge Titan

It is like the legendary sword of Damocles, hanging high in the sky with endless threats!

Perhaps it was only a moment, or perhaps it was a long accumulation, the golden knight Disgulan was wrapped in white flames and red magic that danced like flames, turning himself into a meteorite, a cannonball, and a sword of judgment falling from the sky!

GGGGGGGGGGGGolden—RiderKick! ! !

The spinning machine suddenly kicked forward with its right foot. Inside the outer armor of its calf, the fixing device that would only pop out when the "Wand of Destruction" was activated made a crisp sound. The solid and sharp metal cone instantly tore through the atmosphere, shattering the whistling sound, and brought up circles of white cloud fragments that exploded and expanded in a ring.

On the ground, Unit 3, Bekas, which was smashed down heavily, was actually not seriously damaged, but Joseph felt endless pressure pressing down from the sky at this moment, as if the attack was not launched by a magical weapon, but some kind of natural disaster comparable to a meteorite impact that was swooping down!

"You really can't underestimate today's young people."

With his hair combed back randomly and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Joseph's head looked like a bloody monster at this moment. He fixed himself directly on the driver's seat of Unit 03. Instead, Rimore, who had a severe assimilation reaction, was thrown into the corner by him.

Although the pressure was enormous, he did not give up resistance, but instead stimulated his soul power to the greatest extent.

Faintly, not only others, but even Joseph himself had layers of fantasies emerging in front of his eyes.

It was a figure that had disappeared in the past. The young wizard had seen some of the other person's shadow in his assistant, Miss Menie Kaye, but his cold rationality made him unmoved in the end.

After all, simple admiration cannot truly help you understand a person.

The remaining head of the young wizard began to recite poems born from the depths of his hidden soul in a low voice.

"Life is but an illusion, all mortals will die one day..." The high-level fallen wizard, with only his head left, muttered to himself, and the shadow of a pair of ancient silver glasses appeared in front of him.

The huge increase in the driver's ability brought by the Giant God Soldier allowed Joseph, a third-level extraordinary being, to forcibly use the abilities that only fourth-level crowned people normally possess, and merge them with the super-spiritual doppelganger phenomenon, the embodiment of soul power, and wear it on his body like armor, which is - the super-spiritual armor!

"But I refuse to do so!" In an instant, the shadow merged into the head and turned into a silver line surrounding the eyes.

At the same time, in the cockpit of the falling Golden Knight, Ivan's hands swept across the three rows of keyboards, and it was as if a passionate symphony was playing in his ears. It was a hymn of joy, a chorus of destiny!

The deep synchronization of consciousness and even the soul connection made him almost forget the existence of his own body, and he simply looked down at the earth from the perspective of the Giant God Soldier.

The fallen Unit 3, Begas, suddenly became blurred for a moment, and then the white body turned from one to three, then to nine, and then to twenty-seven.

A total of twenty-seven Giant God Soldier No. 3 units and the White Iron Soldier - Bekas, like a giant army ready to go, stood on the earth exuding a murderous aura.

If you can't tell the real from the fake, it's a corps of destruction composed of twenty-seven apocalypse-level weapons that are enough to destroy a small country!

Despite facing such an astonishing military force, Alvin showed a smile full of heroism on his face.

"Quantity? Illusion? I don't care!!!"

Yes, the savage Titan named Ivan Elian has never cared about the number of enemies.

Because, no matter whether there is one or twenty-seven, they are all within the attack range of this Golden Knight Kick, which is as powerful as a meteorite disaster!

No matter how you change it, this is a range AOE!!!

Facing the golden knight that was coming like a natural disaster, Joseph in the cockpit of Unit 3, Bekas, let out a roar and controlled the machine to strike with all his strength towards the sky.

All the illusions also made the same movement. Thirty iron fists powerful enough to destroy cities and countries were swung from bottom to top, and the fallen golden knight Disgulan also unleashed a destructive blow that seemed to destroy the world.

The next moment, fists and feet collided, and the fortress-level magic shield was the first to shatter. The powerful shield that could withstand the entire army besieging the castle for a whole day of bombardment was transformed into countless fragments emitting faint white light and flying everywhere with a "bang" the moment the two giant soldiers came into contact.

Then, a dull roar suddenly rang out from the ground, which could be heard clearly even as far away as Neuschwanstein Castle in the city center.

Smoke and dust rose in a roaring blast. The high-temperature air generated by the magical collision mixed with a large amount of dust and rose rapidly into the air under the influence of the explosion and buoyancy. It turned into a column of smoke that shot straight into the sky. After continuing to rise to a certain point, it began to expand and move horizontally in all directions, forming a strange cloud layer like a mushroom.

"Earthquake?" Conrad, unable to maintain his balance in time due to the locked joints of his armor, fell down. As Galar helped him up, he asked in confusion:

"I don't know, but those mutated lunatics outside seem to be in chaos as well." Galar shook his head with a puzzled look on his face.

The madmen who had originally launched an orderly attack on the palace wall were now thrown into chaos by the chaotic and turbulent magical fluctuations. They were irrational and moved forward in various directions at random. Even if they collided with each other, they had no intention of stopping.

Thanks to this, the guards, who were originally under great pressure, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could really relax, they saw several large figures in the distance rapidly approaching the palace.

There were actually seven extremely twisted hybrid demons!

In an instant, everyone's expressions became extremely serious.

"It's really lively tonight..."

Outside the palace, in an old house that exudes a stale atmosphere.

The elderly prince was not curled up in the rocking chair as usual, but was standing upright in front of the window.

The heavy and dusty curtains were completely drawn open, and his cloudy eyes stared at the besieged palace in the distance against the increasingly bright morning sun.

In the shadows behind him, a charming woman suddenly chuckled.

"Your Highness, aren't you worried that the younger generation won't be able to accept such a surprising 'gift' that you personally gave them?"

"Heh." The prince chuckled softly, and the breath he exhaled caused the metal window frame to rust quickly, and the originally bright glass became blurry.

He turned around and grabbed a big sword that was placed next to the rocking chair and had not been used for decades.

After years of ravages, the originally smooth sword was now covered with spots of rust, just like it was stained with blood.

Similarly, the severely aged Prince Louis' hunched body was not even as tall as the sword, but his hand holding the sword was as steady as ever.

Although the weapon and its owner were no longer young, the words that came out of the mouth of the skinny and wrinkled old man were as solemn and murderous as they were decades ago.

"If this is the extent of the Carolingian bloodline, then... let it perish."

Chapter 142 The Gift of Pain

"Beta, that's not right! This is..."

Heidemarie, a paladin lady affiliated with the Temple of Knowledge, stared seriously at the crowd of crazy people who had lost control outside the window.

Although the number of those beings, whose appearances gradually became distorted and no longer resembled human forms, was limited, they soon spread throughout the city, causing the entire capital, Lutetia, to fall into chaos.

Even the palace where the Secret Keeping Angel Knights belonging to the Temple of Knowledge lived was also wrapped in it. Fortunately, even though they had just dealt with a taboo incident of hunting a large hybrid demon, some of the girls still remained armed and on duty in their daily lives.

So, when the chaos started, they immediately ensured the safety of the surrounding neighborhood.

When the Grand Master of the Knights Templar appeared, he led the paladins to directly repel several waves of invading enemies.

But the current situation is still very serious. With the rich experience of the young ladies of the Paladins in forbidden events, most of them immediately judged that what was happening before their eyes was definitely not a relatively common gamma-level or lower-level forbidden event, but a very bad Beta or even Alpha-level forbidden event.

Within the Temple of Knowledge, taboo events involving common evil spells or dangerous rituals are usually only pre-judged as Gamma-level. However, after investigation, most such events are not even judged to be of this lowest danger level.

Only events like virulent plagues created by magic or other events with the ability to cause mass destruction would be truly classified as Gamma-level, and those with higher levels of threat would even involve spells equivalent to Level 2 Limited Forbidden Spells.

However, any truly forbidden knowledge involving the evil god, regardless of its scale, would be classified as at least a Beta-level alert event.

As for Alpha-level forbidden events, they are rare even in the long known history of Palladio. Apart from those in the church who know the situation, the outside world is not even clear about the definite classification rules.

But at this moment, the white-haired Paladin Miss Heidemarie whispered in disbelief:

"This is already a taboo event close to the Alpha level..."

"Now is not the time to judge this, little Mary, put on your armor quickly. Old Mother Celestine is serious today. Not only have all equipment restrictions been lifted, but she has even issued permission to draw swords in advance." The voice of the senior whom Hydemarie was not very good at dealing with, the paladin named Nochilu, came from behind.

At this moment, the girl who also had white hair was pressing a "suitcase" that was more than half a person's height to the ground. Then, she stood on the device that looked like a suitcase. The metal box below lit up and swept across the whole body of the Paladin girl.

Then, densely packed armor plates and mechanical structures extended from the metal box, clinging to the Paladin like some kind of living creature whose entire cells were composed of metal and machinery, until it was completely transformed into a tightly wrapped, full-coverage silver armor.

Its appearance is very light, and it looks like a light armor with a very comprehensive coverage area, but in fact it has the protection comparable to a full set of plate armor, and has the magic defense ability that only magic armor has.

Uncover the secret treasure - the self-driving metal shell, one of the standard equipment distributed in batches to all paladins in the Temple of Knowledge.

There are even rumors that the temple actually masters the method of mass production to discover secret treasures, which is why it can provide the same equipment to every paladin who completes the training.

However, ordinary missions below the Gamma level do not allow Paladins to use equipment of this level. In other words, the restrictions on this type of equipment will only be lifted when facing a major event.

Seeing that her senior and superior had already changed into equipment, Heidemarie also immediately finished arming herself.

When the two walked out of the equipment room, they saw a ray of light falling rapidly from a high altitude like sunlight penetrating through the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, those deeply crazy people whose bodies had been twisted and mutated struggled to fly into the sky under the spreading impact force like ants blown by the wind, and then fell heavily to the ground and completely lost the ability to move.

"Wow, this kind of terrifyingly precise control must have been done by Mother Celestine herself." Nokilu couldn't help but exclaim softly.

"If you have time to chat somewhere else, why not come and help quickly." The familiar voice of the Grand Knight Commander came from the direction where the golden light fell.

"Great!"

"Yes."

The difference in the personalities of the two Paladins can be seen from their answering styles, but they both performed very well after entering the battle.

The participation of Heidemarie and Nokilu, the ninety-nine numbered paladins within the Temple of Knowledge, brought the battle to expel the Deep Madness to a close more quickly than anticipated. However, everyone knew this wasn't the end, but only the beginning.

"Mom, have you contacted the librarian at the headquarters library?" Nokilu said casually, opening the visor of her helmet.

There was a lot of blood on her body, but at least she paid attention to her strength and did not use the Morning Star, which was thickened and weighed down by the ice layer, to directly smash other people's heads.

"Senior, this is wartime, please be serious!" Heidemarie said seriously.

"It's okay, it's okay. This is Nokilu." Celestine, wearing golden armor, waved her hand as if she was used to it.

The Grand Knight Commander, who was familiar with Nokilu's style, did not care about the mere title. Moreover, although the production cycle of a paladin was very short, these subordinates whom she had watched grow up were no different from her daughters in a sense.

"Yes, we've made contact. The librarians are taking this incident very seriously and have even changed the navigation path of our headquarters' Great Library." Celestine sighed heavily and continued:

"The Grand Librarian has personally contacted the Temple of Light. As long as we receive Emperor Lind's permission, our library can launch a descent operation within 24 standard hours."

"Oh, that's no problem then. As long as the headquarters library is in place, even the legendary Alpha-level taboo incident can be quelled." Nokilu said with shining eyes:

"Senior, things shouldn't be that simple." Heidemarie held her forehead helplessly.

"Indeed, now we need to solve a rather tricky problem." Celestine nodded.

"Uh, could it be that..." Nokilu felt sweat starting to form on her forehead. After all, she was the Paladin of the God of Wisdom, so she was not really stupid. After a little thought, she guessed where the problem was most likely to lie.

"One standard hour ago, Swan Castle, where Emperor Lind resides, lost all contact with the outside world. Even the Temple of Light is in chaos. It's said that there are signs of infection among the priests, and the advance team they sent to the Imperial Palace also lost contact fifteen minutes ago."

As she spoke, Celestine's tone gradually became more serious.

"That is to say." Nokilu swallowed.

"Should we go?"

"Ah."

Just as the Paladins were about to set off, unexpected changes were taking place in Swan Castle where His Majesty Emperor Conrad of Lind was staying.

"What a nice gift." A noble lady holding a special royal emblem appeared silently near the powerful magic barrier outside the palace.

Faced with the faint magical glow emanating from the special royal emblem, the magic barrier that was supposed to prevent any outsiders from passing through was as ineffective as air, allowing the other party to step through.

Madame Thiole, who once managed the Moulin Rouge and was very close to His Majesty Conrad, whom he called the Queen of Flowers, a rose as red as blood, and whom he would rather risk being pricked to get close to, was now walking into the solemn palace with a smile on her face.

However, her appearance has changed.

Two dark but elegantly curved horns slowly grow backward along both sides of the forehead.

The slender legs in over-the-knee high-heeled leather boots took alternate steps, like a nimble and elegant cat.

Behind him, four pairs of devil wings, connected by a thin membrane between the bones, slowly opened, just like a male peacock with a slender neck spreading its colorful tail feathers, reflecting an intoxicating light.

The dagger in his hand was inlaid with gorgeous gems, and the hilt was carved with a lifelike poisonous snake in gold. It looked not like a weapon at all, but more like a fine work of art.

Although she looked extremely lewd and her clothes were not reserved or ladylike at all, this lady exuded an extraordinary charm.

"Dear Earl Donald, or rather, His Majesty Conrad, tonight, let us continue the date that was interrupted last time~"

Madame Thiol licked her beautiful red lips and said affectionately:

Chapter 143: Warrior's Fury

October 1886 in the New Calendar.

The capital of Lind in the Central Empire, the perfect city - Lutetia.

At this moment, if someone were to look down from above at this beautiful capital city, which had undergone the Magic Revolution and was now filled with both classical art and modern products, they would see that the artificial lights that had originally dispelled the darkness had been replaced by blazing flames.

Due to the limited number of deep maniacs that had infiltrated, the political and economic center of Lutetia was only in chaos, but the outer factory area had been engulfed in deadly flames, and the flames that shot up into the sky even burned a small area of ​​the night sky red.

However, compared with the battle taking place outside the suburbs, this chaos seemed so insignificant.

The mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and even the air was constantly cut, so that sharp and piercing whistles were constantly emitted from within.

When Diana regained consciousness, she found that she had been automatically disconnected from her body under the protection of a safety device.

There was a dark cockpit in front of him, but the faint vibrations and dull sounds coming from the outside world indicated that the battle was not over yet.

The silver-haired girl struggled to shake her head. The wound on her forehead caused by the fierce battle felt a sharp pain, and the blood flowing into her eyes brought a tingling sensation, causing her to blink hard, but her vision was still filled with a faint red.

Then, Diana found that she could see things clearly even in the dark.