Fight or Retreat? (5.5K) (Continued)
In other words, Luciano Bradley Bulat was completely erased as a biological being, and also disappeared entirely as an organic being.
The only proof of its existence is that insignificant memory.
However, at that moment, a roar rang out again from the bridge.
"Stop the killing!!!"
In his silver-white mecha, Lancelot charged from the riverbank onto the bridge, the auxiliary wheels on his feet creating wisps of blue smoke as they rubbed against the ground.
The core of the internal energy reactor, Sakuradite, is spinning at high speed, unleashing 120% of its performance!
The immense g-force it generated directly overloaded Suzaku Kururugi's body, causing blood to spill from his mouth and nose.
But Suzaku Kururugi completely ignored him, spurring Lancelot forward relentlessly toward the end of the bridge.
"I'll come to your aid."
Anya Alstreim maneuvered Mordred, which stood like a fortress in front of the Britannia army.
As a mech equipped with long-range heavy firepower, it naturally needs to make full use of its long-range advantages!
After quickly locking onto all the black mechs on the bridge, Anya Alstreim immediately pulled the trigger.
Rumble!!!
The roar of the launch resounded, and in an instant, like a barrage of arrows, hundreds of rockets, trailing fiery tails, bombarded the bridge surface.
"Don't even think about it!"
At that moment, Beta piloted his mecha and leaped into the air, drawing his mechanical longbow to its fullest extent, the gathered magic power transforming into an arrow suspended on the bowstring.
Call out!
The arrow shot out immediately.
One splits into two, two splits into four, and in an instant, laser beams, like a hail of bullets, continuously burst forth, colliding with the oncoming rockets like a torrential downpour.
Boom boom boom--
Brilliant fireworks burst in the sky, and the thick smoke rising up completely obscured each other's vision.
"Tsk."
Anya Alstreim clicked her tongue slightly.
She never imagined that one day she would lose to her opponent in terms of firepower.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a passionate roar echoed.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh--!!!"
Lancelot rushed out at an extremely fast speed.
"Foolish! Do you think we'll let you pass?"
Blocking their path was a slender black mech with a ring on its back as a weapon.
You can tell at a glance that they are the dexterous type.
For some reason, the mecha's head seems to have a pair of cat ears as a distinguishing feature.
Get out of the way!!!
Suzaku Kururugi didn't care about anything else and charged straight in to fight them.
"How foolish!"
The two mechs, just like humans, began a close-quarters brawl, exchanging blows with their fists and feet.
Those agile yet exaggerated movements are difficult even for humans with their feet on the ground to perform.
I have no idea how the people piloting the mechs managed to do it.
However, Zeta, who was piloting the black catgirl mecha, frowned slightly.
As expected, it still doesn't work.
This was her first time piloting a mecha. Although she had read the instruction manual, her feel for it was still very low.
Not to mention the opponent was fighting desperately.
"Troublesome guy."
Lancelot drew his longsword, now stained crimson, and clashed it with Zeta's ring, sparks flying.
However, the next second, Zeta suddenly sensed a massive magical power gathering in the distance.
The sheer scale of it sent a chill down her spine.
"Zeta, step aside! I'll use my ultimate technique to take care of this enemy!!!"
Such calls came from afar.
Under normal circumstances, she would never have paid any attention, but given her low compatibility with the mecha, she decisively chose to evade.
He feinted a strike at Lancelot, then took a few steps back and hurled the ring in his hand.
Choke!
A metallic clang rang out, and sparks flew as the ring made contact with the energy shield Lancelot had erected.
The Vermilion Suzaku Kururugi, violently shaken, couldn't help but let out a mournful cry.
"Why, why would you do such a thing?!"
Suzaku Kururugi forced out a questioning roar.
Unfortunately, no matter how loudly he shouted, no one would pay attention to him. At least Zeta completely ignored Suzaku Kururugi, directly controlling his mecha to leap up and, like a gymnast, jump to the other side of the bridge.
However, behind her, Gamma was maneuvering her black mecha and charging towards Lancelot.
Of course, there's nothing special about a regular charge.
The main thing is the weapon in the mech's hand.
Judging from the hilt, it should be a katana, but the blade and body are completely invisible. From the tsuba upwards, everything is covered by a pure white gleam!
"Prepare to die... Pah!"
Gamma issued a declaration of certain death, but then fell.
Just as she herself could slip and fall on flat ground, the mecha she was piloting also tumbled and crashed onto the smooth bridge surface!
He couldn't even hold onto the long sword, which flew out of his hand.
Swish!
What should have been a torrent of magical energy transformed into a crescent-shaped wave of light with that single gesture, slicing through the bridge like a crescent moon piercing the sky and sweeping past Lancelot's right arm.
Then, with unstoppable momentum, they flew towards the Britannia army.
"Your Highness, get out of the way!"
Cornelia snapped to her senses and dodged to the side. The arc of light grazed her side, shaving off a strand of her long hair.
And a quarter of her mecha vanished instantly.
A huge gap was breached in the entire encirclement of the Britannia army.
A deep, bottomless crack was left in the ground, filled with a scorching heat.
A terrible blow...
They didn't know what weapon had fired it, but one thing was certain: if that attack had hit them, there would have been absolutely no chance of survival!
Even Suzaku Kururugi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.
How close was he to death?
It was as if Death's scythe had grazed his neck, and he was completely enveloped by the shadow of death.
Sizzle!
Suddenly, a red alarm light flashed in the cockpit, and the system interface showed that Lancelot had lost his left arm again.
It was torn off by Zeta's ring, which got stuck at the shoulder-arm joint.
At the same time, a sharp scythe hooked around Lancelot's neck, a long-handled weapon shaped like a nodachi pinned his left ankle, and sharp claws tore at his right ankle.
"Our lord once said that garbage should look like garbage, why don't you understand!"
Thump!
Lancelot was kicked hard in the back, followed by a sudden, forceful tug.
Hiss--
Lancelot Z-01 was torn to pieces once again.
Trapped in the cockpit, Suzaku Kururugi was like a human pig, completely unable to move, and even the cockpit door was firmly stuck.
"Hateful!!!"
Suzaku Kururugi slammed its fist into the screen, venting its impotent rage.
But when Lloyd saw the scene on the screen, he felt even more sorry for Lancelot than Suzaku Kururugi.
Is this meticulously crafted masterpiece really so easily destroyed?
To be honest, Lloyd was starting to have doubts about life at that moment.
Lancelot didn't even get close to the prototype before being completely outclassed by the other mechs.
Could the opponent also be a seventh-generation Knightmare?
"So, Cornelia, are you planning to lead the entire army to fight to the bitter end, or are you going to obediently clear a path for us and let us leave safely?"
With her long, flowing hair Mahiro sat on the shoulder of the Nation-Protector Divine Machine, gazing at Cornelia was also in the machine.
Although no one could recognize him under the disguise of the "Parade of Disguise," the moment he pulled out the Nation-Protector Divine Machine, he knew he had been exposed to Cornelia.
It doesn't really matter, since he did it on purpose.
If he wanted to continue hiding it, he wouldn't have taken out his personal mech.
Indeed, Cornelia felt the same way; even from such a distance, Mahiro could clearly sense the resentment and confusion in her eyes.
It was as if she was questioning him, "Why?"
However, after a brief standoff, Cornelia waved her cloak and gave the order:
"The entire army... be allowed to pass." Cornelia seemed to lose all her strength as she uttered these words.
"Your Highness?!"
The guards and staff looked at Cornelia in disbelief.
That iron-blooded princess who never compromises with terrorists and shows no mercy to enemies is actually going to let two terrorist organizations go today?!
"Your Highness Cornelia, please allow me to lead my personal guard into battle. I will surely capture the bandit leader and bring him before you!"
"Enough, Guilford."
Cornelia closed her eyes and whispered, "You're no match for them. Continuing will only increase casualties..."
Putting aside the fact that he was her teacher, now that all four Knights of the Rounds have been defeated, only Anya Alstreim remains as a viable fighting force.
The rest either had their mechs destroyed, were killed on the spot, or were captured...
How could she be so foolish as to send her knight to his death?
"Your Highness..."
"Enough, Guilford, are you going to disobey my orders?!"
"I wouldn't dare."
Guilford lowered his head in silence, while Cornelia explained:
"Our objective has been achieved. All the hostages have been rescued, and Euphemia li Britannia is safe. So let these people leave now."
And Lord Guilford, you must remember that a temporary setback is not a defeat."
"Your subordinate will remember this."
Thus, under Cornelia's orders, the Britannia army made way for the Shadow Garden and the Black Knights to leave.
Even when they saw the unconscious Twelfth Knight Monica being taken away as a trophy, they dared not speak out in anger, and could only tremble with rage as they watched them leave.