rpbooks Chapter 315 The Defense of Rome
Chapter 315 The Defense of Rome
When the first batch of three hundred elite Templar warriors arrived over Rome in the latest V-280 Valiant tiltrotor aircraft.
This ancient city, known as the "City of Eternity," has been reduced to a sea of fire.
Looking down from the air.
A dense, black swarm of insects, like flowing asphalt, submerged every street of the city.
They devour, overturn, and chase after every single life that is still clinging to life.
And in the heart of the city, on the west bank of the Tiber River, lies the Vatican, a miniature nation surrounded by high walls.
At this moment, they are surrounded by an endless tide of beasts.
A makeshift defensive line, composed of the Swiss Guard and the Italian National Army, was struggling to hold on in front of St. Peter's Square.
The machine gun fire, the tongues of flame, roared wildly.
The mortar shells were exploding continuously.
But none of this could stop the advance of the beast tide.
The defense line is being eroded and collapsed little by little; it's only a matter of time.
"My God... this is... this is... hell..."
A young Templar Knight looked out the porthole at the horrific scene, his face pale, and muttered to himself.
"No, this is not hell."
Captain Louis stood at the cabin door, his face showing no fear whatsoever, only a solemn, pilgrimage-like reverence.
"This is our holy land."
"Now, it is being defiled by evil."
"And we, as God's knights, will use our swords and our blood to purify all this!"
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over each of his comrades who would soon fight alongside him.
"Remember what Daoist Xuanchen said!"
"Use your courage! Use your faith! Go and fight!"
"For the glory of the Lord!"
"For the glory of the Lord!"
Three hundred Templar Knights simultaneously unleashed a deafening roar!
A faint golden light shone from their bodies!
That is the "qi" that they have just mastered!
Yes, in their hearts, there burns a faith!
"Landing! Destination: St. Peter's Square!"
Louis gave the final order.
A dozen or so V-280s, like circling eagles, braved the sporadic corrosive liquid sprayed from the ground and forcibly landed in the center of the square.
The hatch opens.
Three hundred Templar Knights charged out like gods descending to earth!
"Reinforcements! The Knights Templar! We're saved!"
On the defensive line, the Italian soldiers, who were on the verge of collapse, saw this group of divine soldiers descending from the sky and instantly erupted in cheers of relief!
"Hold on! Hold on, everyone! Reinforcements are here!" An Italian officer, brandishing a pistol, shouted hoarsely.
However, Louis ignored them.
He didn't even look at the F-level "Corruptors" that were frantically attacking the defense line.
His gaze was fixed on the few pterosaur-like creatures circling low in the sky behind the beast tide!
D-Rank "Calamity Beast" - The Screamer!
It was precisely these damned beasts that emitted high-frequency sound waves, severely interfering with their electronic communications and the use of precision-guided weapons.
And it was precisely these sound waves, capable of impacting the human spirit, that caused the soldiers on the defensive line to lose morale and nearly collapse.
To catch the thief, first catch the king!
"Hans!" Louis roared.
"Here!" The burly man from the German KSK, holding a specially made electromagnetic sniper rifle, stepped forward in response.
"See those big, flying lizards?"
"I see them, Captain! They look like they deserve a beating!" Hans grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"Very good!" A cold smile curled at the corner of Louis's lips. "Do you still remember how to use the 'Soul-Suppressing Roar' that Master Xuanchen taught you?"
"Of course! Isn't it just about swearing at the top of your lungs? I'm good at that!"
"Then let them taste the 'war cry' of us Teutonic Knights!"
Hans took a deep breath, his chest, as strong as a bear's, bulged high!
A surge of concentrated qi and blood, mixed with his pride and faith as a descendant of the Teutonic Knights, suddenly erupted from his dantian!
He didn't let out a domineering roar like Lin Xiaotian.
He simply let out a solemn and dignified roar in ancient German:
"Für Gottundden Orden!" (For God and the Knights!)
"Buzz—!!!"
A sound wave, completely different from the Chinese "Soul Roar," but equally imbued with powerful spiritual energy, instantly spread out!
That was a power filled with iron will, order, and the meaning of divine judgment!
In mid-air, those few "Screamers" that were smugly circling and screaming suddenly froze!
The high-frequency sound waves used to interfere with electronic devices were instantly shattered in the face of this more domineering and condensed mental battle cry, as if they had encountered their nemesis!
Their brains, in complete chaos, emitted painful, agonizing cries, like drunken bastards, swaying unsteadily in the air, having lost their balance.
It's now!
"Bang!"
The electromagnetic sniper rifle in Hans's hand emitted a soft, popping sound!
A specially enchanted tungsten-core armor-piercing bullet, under his aim which also contained "qi," trailed a pale golden tail and accurately struck the throat of a "Screamer"!
That's its weakness, where its vocal sac is located!
"Pfft!"
The bullet, without any doubt, pierced through the target!
The "Screamer" didn't even have time to let out a scream before it plummeted headfirst from mid-air!
"Well done, Hans!" Louis exclaimed.
Immediately afterwards, he drew the ancient knight's sword from his waist, a sword passed down from his family.
The sword is engraved with intricate patterns and ancient family mottoes.
He poured all the "qi" he had just comprehended into this longsword!
"Buzz!"
The entire knight's sword lit up with a layer of dazzling golden light!
"Templar Knights! Follow me, charge!"
Louis, sword raised high, was the first to charge towards the beast tide that was already within arm's reach!
"kill!"
The remaining two hundred or so knights also drew their weapons.
Swords, spears, giant axes...
Each weapon is covered with a layer of golden light, representing their faith and will!
They formed an ancient, wedge-shaped charging formation!
Like a golden sword, it pierced fiercely into the black tide of beasts!
"Pfft!"
Louis, with a single sword stroke, cleaved a "Corruptor" in two from head to tail!
That corrosive liquid, strong enough to melt alloys, splashed onto his armor, but was easily deflected by that layer of golden aura, making a "sizzling" sound, yet unable to penetrate even an inch!
"The Light of Purification!"
Following behind the charging formation, dozens of knights with exceptional mental strength simultaneously extended their hands.
They were chanting ancient biblical prayers.
"Lord, cleanse me, and I will be whiter than snow..."
Soft, milky-white rays of light emanated from their hands, converging into a holy rain of light that enveloped the entire charging formation.
The filth that the corrosive liquid splashed onto the knights was instantly cleansed completely!
Even their physical strength and "qi" were restored to a certain extent!
Charge! Slay! Purify!
This is the new tactic that Europeans developed under the guidance of Master Xuanchen, combining their own characteristics!
—The "Warrior-Priest" Cooperative Combat System!
They may not possess the indomitable, domineering spirit of the Chinese "Dragon Fang".
No, not like the American "hunting squads," those ruthless, unscrupulous methods.
However, they possess an ancient elegance and resilience!
They are like a perfectly coordinated, precise instrument.
Everyone is playing their greatest role in their own position.
They inflicted the greatest damage with the least amount of resources!
For a moment, the most tragic battlefield in front of St. Peter's Square presented a strange and beautiful scene.
It's as if an epic medieval war is being reenacted in modern times.
A golden torrent of knights surged back and forth amidst a black tide of beasts, an unstoppable force!
They forcefully tore a huge gash in that endless sea of monsters!
That defense line, which was about to collapse, was pushed back again!
The Sistine Chapel in Vatican City.
The Pope and a group of trembling cardinals were watching the miraculous scene unfold in the square through a monitor screen.
"My God..."
The Pope, looking at the young knight who was leading the group and wielding a longsword engulfed in golden flames, trembled with excitement.
"This...this is...Saint Michael, has he descended?"