Innate Criminal Alpha [Rebirth]

Cangyin's saint should have been useless since he returned to the Imperial Star from Atres. The seat in the cockpit was still in child mode. It took Xia Lin a while to adjust the seat to a suitable height for him.

The ten-meter-high floor-to-ceiling windows slowly opened, and Xia Lin drove the mecha straight out of the window.

Outside the practice field in District 10, Isaac was already standing at one end of the field and waiting. Behind him was an army of knights standing solemnly. The beasts lowered their heads and gnawed at the turf on the ground from time to time.

On the other side, there was a black army of mechs standing outside the arena, and several generals sat in the front, whispering to each other, "Has your Highness not come yet?"

"It should be soon."

"Here we come!" The crowd suddenly roared, followed by overwhelming cheers.

The incomparably gorgeous steel angel landed on the battlefield, and the earth trembled.

Xia Lin looked at the opponent in this battle through the monitor.

The person in front of me is not tall, with a thin body, with a pair of world-weary three-white eyes and ear-length black short hair, and a cloak that almost wraps the whole person in it. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a child with stunted development and bad temper .

From the appearance alone, it is really difficult to connect the opponent with Isaac, one of the three deputy commanders under Naduo's command.

But Xia Lin didn't dare to underestimate him. Isaac is famous for being crazy and warlike. He has a bad temper and treats his subordinates badly. Even though he has made countless enemies in the City of Glory, he is still alive and well, which is enough. It shows that his strength is extraordinary.

"His Royal Highness Di Lan?" Isaac stared at him without any nonsense, "Let's get started!"

From the first move, Isaac has exhausted all his strength. Because of Udi's death, his chest is full of madness and anger at this moment, and he just wants to vent it in the most bloody and brutal way.

His weapon is a blood-red three-pronged sword. The blades on both sides are jagged enough to smash flesh and blood, and a deep bloodletting groove is carved in the center.

A strong bloody smell lingers around the blade, the color is so dark that it is almost solid, and together with the flames on the black crow under the crotch, it forms a ten-meter-high tornado storm, carrying a devastating front pressure and cutting down on Xia Lin .

Xia Lin raised the scepter in his hand to block the attack. After using the Holy Light No. S1 strengthening potion, he finally completely completed the foundation of the knight, and within a month, he stabilized his strength. In the frontal battle, he didn't even lose the wind.

The two fought together in mid-air, the early morning sun was shining on the open field, and the surrounding fields were unobstructed, there was no shelter, and the environment could not be used, only a real fight.

As the battle progressed, Xia Lin's spirit began to become excited, and the blood in his body began to boil, and in places he couldn't see, the energy circuits inside the mecha like blood vessels were gradually lit up, and then penetrated into one .

"Zheng—" When he blocked Isaac's attack again, he suddenly heard a clear and clear sound.

This sound didn't come from the outside world, nor did it sound in his mind, but came from his body, flowed in his blood, and was engraved in his genes, like some kind of eternal and unchanging resonance.

There was a bang from the mech, and the body trembled violently. Xia Lin was in shock, but felt that his mental power suddenly fell into another world, everything in front of him was far away, as if he was in the starry sky, the dark blue The background color is accompanied by the sound of the tide, the starry sky is blurred and spinning, and it is constantly zooming in.

The starlight fell into his spiritual sea, and his spiritual power was gently washed, relaxing and comfortable like being in a mother's body. Finally, the bright Southern Cross star came into view.

When he descended from the stars to reality, his spirit was fully integrated with this mech.

The six wings folded on the back of the mecha suddenly and slowly opened.

Just as Isaac escaped from Xia Lin's blow, and was about to attack again, he turned his head and opened his eyes wide, the pupils narrowed a little, "Then...that's it?"

In the high sky, the sunlight seemed to be attracted, gathered on the mecha, and the white steel wings stretched out, reflecting the sacred light.

This scene was brilliant and grand, as if there was only one with six wings spread out between heaven and earth, high above, overlooking everything, like a compassionate and ruthless god.

One of the generals watching the battle from the side of the empire suddenly stood up, "That is the completely liberated form of the saint of Cangyin!"

Another general said with emotion, "It's been a long time since I saw His Highness start a battle in full form. As expected, His Highness has to face a strong enemy before he can get serious."

"Isaac will definitely die now." The person who spoke first said again, the real strength of His Royal Highness Di Lan has always been a mystery, even the generals who have fought with him before can't estimate it accurately, but he has fought for a long time. The invincible image has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"However, Isaac still has a big move that he hasn't used yet, and His Highness can't take it lightly." Some people analyzed it more rationally.

Yixiute also straightened up, looking at the sky, his eyes became unfathomable.

As the exclusive customized mecha of the royal family, the completely liberated form of the Cangyin saint can only be inspired by the purest royal blood, so it can be sure that the one inside is Atreus himself.

After Atres arrived on Red Shore Star, he never showed his face again, and only communicated with other people through the screen. Although that Highness has always done this way, but this time Yixiut always felt that something was wrong.

He even suspected that the person on the screen might not be himself, and whether that little brat would have found a scapegoat to cover his back, but after seeing this scene, he finally let go of his heart, and he should have worried too much.

Yixiute's expression remained unchanged, and he ordered the people behind him: "Tell them, you can prepare to do it."

He looked at the black-clothed guard standing on the edge of the opposite battlefield across a distant space. The other party pulled the brim of his hat, as if the corners of his mouth were curled up.

Yixiute sneered back, picked up a cup of tea, and sipped it.

The tea in his mouth was tasteless, and the goal was about to be achieved, but he couldn't feel the joy of success.

He put down his tea boredly, looked around, and subconsciously asked, "Where's Xia Lin?"

The person behind replied: "Master Xia Lin disappeared after the last battle."

Yixiut's face sank, he tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, and said coldly: "Go and find him for me, and then protect him, don't let him get involved in the next battle."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "If I fail, you will take him..." No, there will be no failure.

He took a deep breath, "If I fail, you will take him to surrender to His Highness Di Lan... Your Highness should not do anything to him."

"Yes."

On the observation tower next to the practice field, Atres also looked at the scene in the sky with ecstasy.

"that is……"

As the owner of the Iron Angel in the sky, he knew very well that there was only one possibility for the scene in front of him.

"No, how is it possible..."

He calmed down and adjusted the scope. The center of the cross stopped on Isaac for a moment, then continued to move, and finally landed on the black-clothed guard on the sidelines.

"Don't think about it anymore, there are more important things now."

He lowered his body, his golden eyes were as cold as a falcon staring at its prey, quietly waiting for the best opportunity to shoot.

At the moment, Xia Lin, who was immersed in the battle, hadn't realized the meaning of everything that happened around her.

He only found that he and the saint of Cangyin suddenly became incomparably compatible. There was always a running-in period when facing the first-time mecha, but now he didn't feel strange and jerky, as if he had already been familiar with this mecha. A has fought together tens of millions of times, and it seems that the mech itself is a part of his body.

In such a state, he finally found a flaw in Isaac's attack. The scepter in his hand swung high against the glare of the sun, and it was about to penetrate the opponent's body.

And at this time, the long-prepared guard in black finally moved.

The author has something to say: Atres: My mind is a bit confused and I need a hug to comfort me. QQ