My Heroic Life

His face was calm, but he said firmly:

"Since it can't be saved, then I will take the responsibility and let this country I built by myself fall into ashes."

Chapter 111 The Time for Judgment Has Come

Frank listened to the man's whimsical words, and did not ridicule, but Bishop Pierre beside him could not bear to be silent.

As an ordinary person, he felt uncomfortable between the auras of the two heroic spirits, and the crime evidence that was just recorded made him panicked. He twisted his body and roared loudly.

"Turn to ashes? Oh, what else do you think you can do? Don't give me hypocritical righteousness and evil, rebellion? Just live, history is written by victors, a hundred years later, we are all great men, and you, I can only live in a story book that is treated as an evil thing!"

"Indeed, you can betray to live, but what about the people of this country? Don't you ever think that they will be severely enslaved by the union system?"

"What's the matter with me, how are they doing, how many deaths have anything to do with me? Oh, yes, I will pray for them." Pierre said with a lustful smile: "As the pope of the new Holy See ."

Roland ignored the fat pig. If Frank couldn't see the stumbler who fell off the cliff on his way to extinction, then Pierre was the pig who was chasing power, wealth and desires and jumped down the abyss.

"This country will indeed be destroyed, but through our hands, you, the old monster living in history, will die with this country!"

Pierre yelled hard, he looked at the terminal in his hand, the timer made a rattling sound under his tense gaze, the big clock on the distant tower rang, he looked at Roland below and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's midnight, and the last day of the European Union is over."

"So now, it's Revolution Day!"

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France, the front line of the Forest of the Nine Realms.

Time is close to zero.

Bell was dangling his cigarette behind the bunker. He looked at the lush forest in front of him, and then at the man-made bunker beside him. He didn't feel the slightest sense of security, but felt that the crisis was on the verge.

In the mysterious forest ahead, a wave of magical power was brewing in it. The sharp warning sound from the front-line magic concentration detection and early warning equipment relieved the pain of his tympanic membrane. He took off the cigarette from his mouth with a little trembling and turned his head. I was seeing my chief yelling.

"Enemy attack! Attention from all departments! Where's the magician's defensive circle? Start it for me!"

"Sir, what is going on? Are we going to war?"

Bell tremblingly asked the newly transferred tall man. I heard that this new officer was a high-ranking judge who had been retired from the special forces. He didn't know if he could take them to keep one on the front line. Life.

Rogers glanced at the soldier who had obviously weakened his feet, and sighed in his heart that this place was weak compared with other European Union Garrisons in the Demon Realm. He patted Bell on the back and said in a condensed voice:

"Pick up your sword, stand in the front row, and cover our archers and magicians!"

He looked at the border of the forest, the scream of the magic warning instrument had stopped, the lights of the entire camp were shining, and in front of the waiting army, a huge hand suddenly stretched out in the dense woods, the ancient sky trees were separated from the left and right, and the one who walked out of the forest was a A giant monster with a huge body like a rock.

The breathing of the soldiers on the battlefield stopped neatly at the moment the monster appeared, and then various exclamations sounded. Rogers, who was in charge of this area, yelled, "Cover and shoot!"

The shooting sound of various guns and shelling sounds loudly at the same time, and the deafening roar continues. Outside the magical realm, human beings will try their best to delay the opponent's footsteps with civilized weapons against fantasy species, and then the apostles' long-range attacks will concentrate the fire to kill them. .

However, it is a pity that although their opponents are monsters, they are protected by humans. Layers of defensive measures and light shields were erected in front of the mountain giants. The priests of the Zonglian began their herding, but They put beast-like giants and eat the flesh and blood of their compatriots.

Hundreds of miles in the line of defense, light bullets and arrows flew horizontally, shouting and killing, and fierce fighting broke out.

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In the Spanish Tribunal branch, the leader of the branch, Jett, who died in Colmerach Bay not long ago, was replaced by a lower hero Rhein who was transferred from the headquarters. At this time, he was in front of the screen projected on the terminal with the senior government officials here. Comment on the youth below.

"No wonder being so young, such simple thinking, haha."

"People in the age of war are like this, they never know how to compromise, they don't understand the elegance of our nobles."

"They are all stupid, Yumu brains, we and Zonglian are both humans, what can't we talk about?"

Senior officials from the two circles laughed and laughed in the conference room. Not far away was the prepared recording equipment, which was announcing independent preparations at zero.

"Ah, sorry, we are not talking about you, Your Excellency Bruce, you are obviously a flexible man with the wisdom of the elderly."

"Yes, you are very smart and understand that you can adapt to the situation. This is the most important thing."

Everyone in the conference room noticed that the face of the old man sitting on the side was a little unnatural. They were slightly surprised to remember the omission of the previous words, and hurriedly smiled to remedy it.

"Haha, just talk freely, nothing, I don't care."

This old man from the Northwest Shipbuilding Industry, the most powerful man in this land waved his hand indifferently. He smiled as he watched the young man facing countless enemies in the picture.

"The time is not up yet, I'll wait."

"Yes, let's wait, and soon we will be the leaders of the revolution, the real masters of this country."

"As soon as the signal from Paris is sent, we will do it immediately."

Beside the excited red-faced crowd, the rickety old man held a cane and smiled without speaking.

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Inside the Tribunal’s headquarters, Pierre on the high platform announced the beginning of the "revolution" loudly, and then pictures began to jump around him, and the front line of the Forest of Nine Realms began to appear on the large screen around the court in the trial hall. Live broadcast.

Countless giants of the earthy brown mountain are rushing out of the forest, and the Trial Chamber is full of artillery fire and magic, but they are losing ground under the offensive of the monsters.

The high-level officials of various countries in the many dialogue windows turned a deaf ear to this. They walked to the front amidst the panic and wailing of the soldiers on the front line to make final preparations for jointly abolishing the joint clause of the sacred treaty.

"Then everyone is here, let us end it in front of the creators of this country."

Frank looked at the visitors and the projection on the jury and said so, while Pierre beside him asked the young man below with malicious intent, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Of course there is."

Roland tilted his mouth and smiled. He took Joan aside and walked to the front of the trial platform, facing the two men with their long swords drawn from their waists and inserting them on the ground in front of them. The gravel splashed and made a muffled noise.

He put his hands on the hilt of the sword, facing the window of the terminal, his expression was more serious than ever, he spoke, and his voice was like reciting and proclaiming:

"Knights, the time for trial has come. It's time to swing the hammer of sanctions on the sinners."

Chapter 112—He is with Us

Pierre leaned on the edge of the high platform and looked at the young man below in confusion, but Frank's expression changed.

"What are you talking about? Now...this is!"

Pierre stood up and mocked, but before he finished speaking, he saw dozens of small dialogue windows floating in the air around the youth and beginning to flicker. They were connected one by one, and then a uniform reply came from them.

"Yes, my majesty."

Roland frowned as he listened to the lines like the yellow robe, but after all, he didn't say anything, but before the knights had finished speaking, the representative projections all over the audience began to scream.

"Why, what's the matter?"

Pierre looked around in panic, seeing the scared faces in the projection.