As he entered the tank position, the grenades hanging on his body were thrown out like a goddess scattering flowers, each one fast, fierce, and incredibly accurate. Whether it was the tank's cooling vent or the track and wheel axle. The throwing technique derived from the "Griffin Shooting Technique." It might have lacked in some aspects, but at this moment, it was just perfect— A series of explosions, and the three tanks around Jason came to a halt. And this was just the beginning. He kept moving, kept throwing. With the sound of explosions, more tanks stopped. A barrage of dense shells covered the area, silencing Edward and the others. Explore more adventures at empire And Jason, having lost Enjoy reading on NovelHub - your free online novel platform. Jason was trapped in a dilemma once more. And this time, it was much more dangerous than before. Not only was there no Enjoy reading on NovelHub - your free online novel platform. Suddenly, the pressure on Jason doubled. He wished he could just turn around and walk away. His main quest was: [Obtain Newdeth City's recognition]. Although his recognition was already at 500%, the main quest had not ended. But if Newdeth City was destroyed, the main quest would be a complete failure. Therefore, he could not retreat! Controlling his breathing, Jason dodged the coverage of the fire net. The places to dodge became smaller and smaller, but Jason's eyes grew colder and calmer. He calculated the distance. A sword strike was unleashed! The ten-meter-long light sword flashed and was gone! The tank in front of him was split in two. At the same time, his heart shattered once again as his physical strength was drained. The slightly paused Jason was also caught by the net of machine gun fire. The machine gunners who finally caught Jason pulled their triggers fiercely. In less than two seconds, Jason was turned into a pile of mush. Under the dawn's night sky, amidst rolling dust, the mush that was Jason was concealed. The machine gunners ceased fire. Edward, little Bansey, and Griffin watched this scene in despair from afar. Then, gritting their teeth, they set up the mortar again. They wanted to use the sound of the cannon to bid farewell to their friend. And to send themselves off as well. But just at that moment— A bright, dazzling sword light once again cut through the pitch-black darkness. Another tank was slashed apart, and the fire net tore Jason to shreds again. But the next moment, the Chen Xi Sword was unsheathed once more! Yet another tank was split apart. "Don't give him a chance to breathe!" The command from the commander of the Tank Corps turned Jason's location into scorched earth. Even though he could resurrect, This kind of resurrection still needed time. His body was thoroughly mangled. It needed reassembly. But before it could reassemble, it was destroyed again. Jason was caught in a vicious cycle. The satiation level started to plummet sharply. Watching this, the commander hiding in a tank issued a cold, scornful laugh. "Hah, what era is it? And someone still chooses the futile tactic of a knight's charge?" "No wonder he practiced the Chen Xi secret technique." "Truly foolish! An idiot!" "Don't you know, as early as three hundred years ago, when the Chen Xi Church perished, it proved that the way of the knight had already become outdated!" His voice involuntarily rose. Through the vehicle's radio, such sentiments spread to all the tanks. In Jason's dazed state, he tried not to answer, but his body moved involuntarily. "Very much like my disciple." "There's nothing to be unwilling about, it is simply the era." "An era of transition from old to new." "The old will eventually be outdated, and the new will become the masters of the moment." "Even if you are reluctant, it's all the same." The old man spoke slowly. "You, you are also unwilling to accept this?" Jason asked, his words hazy. "Otherwise, why would I appear here?" "Otherwise, why would I meet you?" "I can't change what has already happened, but here... I want to try." "Would you be willing to help me?" After nodding, the old man looked at Jason with a solemn expression. "Help you?" Jason was taken aback. Leaving aside the fact that he didn't know how to help, The situation he had encountered was already beyond help. His death was merely a matter of time. "Thank you," said the old man, his eyes filled with joy. I didn't agree, did I?! Jason looked bewildered at the old man. But the old man patted Jason's shoulder forcefully, three times in succession. "Just like my disciple, a good kid indeed." "You are all gifted." "You all walk proudly." "You have all experienced glory, death, and gluttony." "Though you may not remember, but now, you may address me as — the last Knight of Chen Xi, Golan Sen!" The view blurred again. The voice grew indistinct as well. Jason could no longer hear the sounds that followed. Gunfire and smoke enveloped everything around him. Then, he found he could move. Bullets, shells, at that moment seemed to lose their effect on him. Then, the power of the Chen Xi Sword began to condense within his body. But unlike before, the power of the Chen Xi Sword this time was tenfold… no, a hundred times stronger than when he used it before! Join the discussion! Login to share your thoughts and connect with other readers. No comments yet. Be the first to comment!