"Dadadada—"

"Dadadada—"

The light and heavy firepower at the Seventh Diocese Science Inquisition was heard, and a large number of guns, cannons and bullets rushed out of the scientific knight's position like fire dragons, dragging the dazzling tail flames, and intertwining them into a huge net of flames.

The soil on the ground was raised by the shock waves of bullets, and blocks were shot into sieves, and stone chips flew. The flying dust, stone chips, and gunpowder mixed together, covering the frontier of the entire position.

The battle team composed of wizards was now suppressed by the Science Referees and could not raise their heads.

"These scientific knights have already pushed the automatic weapons to the front line! We only rely on the light weapons in our hands, so we don't even have the chance to fight back." Amid the gunshots that resounded through the sky, the wizards who were observing the enemy situation at the front must roar desperately before they can send the sound to the rear.

Hiding behind a bunker served by a rock beam, Heldrin looked at the mechanical watch seized from the Scientific Knight on his wrist, his face so gloomy that water was about to drip out.

"Where is Rilke and the others? Why is there no news yet!"

The only response to him was the Science Knight's more violent strafing. No one of the wizards who survived the scene knew what happened to Rilke.

"Mr. Heldrin! What should we do now? President Lucas should have a backup plan, right?" A young wizard next to Heldrin was obviously in chaos at this time.

Herdrin had a complicated expression and did not answer the young wizard's question. He obviously had guessed something.

He took a deep breath and scolded the young wizard: "President Lucas, you know how to rely on President Lucas all day long! A group of waste, without President Lucas, can you do nothing? If President Lucas is gone, the organization cannot continue to operate, then [Seven Stars Saints] might as well disband on the spot!"

"But this plan was arranged by President Lucas himself-"

"Enough! President Lucas told us to fight, that's enough! Do you have to teach you yourself even if you eat, drink, defecate, and urinate?"

When the young wizard heard this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "I understand! Mr. Heldrin, do you want me to try to lead people to rush again! Now the Origin Knights' [Third of Truth] does not seem to have intervened in the battlefield as soon as possible. If the referees were allowed to attack each other, we would be completely finished!"

There is no need to use any witchcraft, even ordinary people can see giant UFOs hovering not far outside the battlefield at this time.

This is a huge aircraft similar to the Zeppelin, with a very steampunk appearance, with rows of large caliber heavy artillery protruding from under the aircraft, like an icy war machine.

This is the ace combat power of the Science Inquisition, the symbol of the force of the Origin Knights - the Super Floating Fortress [Third of Truth]!

After observing the rear of the position, Heldrin said, "The Throne of Truth is relatively hasty and should not be ready to exert firepower. It seems that the Scientific Inquisition is not clear about our background, so he chose to use this safe method to steadily. You are right, if we wait until the Throne of Truth of the Origin Knights is fully fired, we will have no chance!"

After hearing this, the young wizard acted as if he was about to get up and summon people, but was stopped by Heldrin.

"Don't worry, no matter whether this success or failure, we only have one chance."

While talking, Heldrin took out two cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket with his trembling right hand. It seemed that he was too excited. He fired several times before lit the cigarette butt in his mouth.

"Ahem - this thing doesn't taste very good, I don't know, I don't know why President Lucas likes this kind of thing! Ahem -"

Herdrin was obviously not an old smoker, and his face turned red by the smoke produced by the cigarettes.

Seeing the young wizard looking at him with shock, Herdrin finally relaxed after coughing up a breath of smoke: "Charles, you are less than 25 years old this year, probably haven't tasted the taste of a cigarette yet. How about it, should you try one?"

Looking at the last cigarette handed over by Herdrin, the young wizard named Charles, said in an incredible tone: "This is a cigarette? Mr. Herdrin, how could you have such a thing? This is a luxury for scientific judges. Even President Lucas is reluctant to use it often!"

After pushing the cigarette in his hand into Charles's hand, Heldrin showed an expression of not knowing whether it was crying or laughing: "Just try it. Don't say that you have never tasted this kind of treasure, you have asked President Lucas for more than 10 years, but he has never given me one."

Charles took the cigarette and stammered, "Where did this cigarette come from?"

Heldrin smiled bitterly: "This is what I stole from President Lucas. Although I have stole two cigarettes from him over the years. But this also proves that Mr. Lucas is just a human being and he is not an omnipotent! After so many years, even I have not been able to taste the smell of these two cigarettes. Charles, you are really lucky!"

Will President Lucas be stolen by others?

Although Charles didn't believe what Heldrin said at all, he was not polite and clumsily lit the cigarette as Heldrin looked.

Just as he was also choking with cigarettes and coughing and was about to continue to say something to Herdrin, a striking tracer bomb suddenly rose outside the scientific courthouse.

Seeing this, Herdrin's face changed and he grabbed half of the cigarette left in Charles' mouth: "The heavy artillery of the Origin Knights has been prepared. It's time for us to take action and prepare to gather people to rush with me!"

As he said that, Heldrin took off his dirty coat, used a wooden stick to wield it in the air, and shouted at the surviving wizard: "Dear wizards, we have been hiding in the tunnel for so long, President Lucas has finally given us a chance to fight the decisive battle with the referee's lackeys! It's time for these bastards to taste the greetings from our wizards!"

The old jacket dancing in the air was extremely eye-catching on the battlefield. Not only all the wizards noticed it, but the Science Inquisition was not blind.

After a moment, the dense rain of bullets poured into the direction of Herdrin's coat like mercury, smashing the ragged coat to pieces.

He didn't care at all that his arm had been exposed to the automatic firepower of the Science Inquisition, Heldrin yelled: "Charles, barrier!"

The young wizard Charles looked solemn. He saw him holding his breath and pushing forward with his left hand slightly. An invisible barrier seemed to be erected between the wizard and the scientific knight's positions. Bullets from both sides hit the barrier, and suddenly lost their speed and fell to the ground like dumplings.

This is Charles' original witchcraft - [Barrier].

This witchcraft called [Barrier] can form an invisible obstacle that is more than ten meters long and about three meters high, blocking the passage of all high-speed moving objects, and can last up to about five minutes.

This barrier continues to advance until it is less than twenty meters away from the Scientific Knight's position, which is also the farthest distance that the holy object can affect.

Under the obstruction of this barrier that is inseparable from the enemy, all the long-range firepower of both sides was silent for a moment.

Seeing this, more than forty surviving wizards all jumped out of the bunker and launched a final charge towards the scientific knight's position.
Chapter completed!