Ark: The Cycle of Light and Darkness
Chapter 205
The man in armor appeared silently on the battlefield.
The armor all over his body gave him some ability to distort light, making him invisible as if using optical camouflage when he was motionless.
The beam that rescued the cliff came from the gun-shaped staff in his hand. The heated beam was solid and precise. The high-speed energy pulse destroyed the giant claws that restrained the cliff without damaging him at all.
"……Thank you, thank you."
The Carters boy couldn't help but stammered his thanks to this person who didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend.
In the moment just now, he really thought that he couldn't run away - the sharp claws made of strong material obviously had some kind of power. The Origin Stone spell, relying solely on the power of him and a few companions, would never be able to accurately disintegrate it.
However, the person who helped him rescue him did not seem to be in as good a mood as he was after the disaster.
When the high-heat red energy After Pulse knocked down two soldiers who tried to sneak attack him from behind, the boy Cartes realized that he was not completely out of danger yet.
"Feel sorry!...Let’s rush out first and then talk!"
Du Ya was about to raise his hand to use the floating blade again, but the weapon in his hand made a strange hissing sound, and then a puff of black smoke came out.
(Oops...weapon...!)
There is no longer a staff base as a medium. , the floating blade is just an ordinary, non-flying blade. Once trapped in a situation without weapons, Cliff's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
However, before Cliff could react, several crossbow arrows sandwiched pieces of black feathers, He killed all the enemies within a few meters in front of him.
When the boy Cartes reacted, his retreat route had been secured.
"Wait, there's more……"
Thinking that the person who was rescuing him was still not far away, Duanya became anxious and was about to ask the other person to join him and retreat together, but he saw the man wearing a helmet shaking his head slightly towards him.
(What did he mean?... Not ready to retreat?)
Soon, he understood.
That man - there was no need to retreat at all.
The gun-shaped staff in his hand is like a life-harvesting weapon on the battlefield. Each shot can quickly take away a life.
As a spell medium, such weapons do not need to consider the problem of barrel overheating at all. As long as the caster is powerful enough, these two"guns" can exert the firepower that only dozens of snipers can exert.
While shooting, several round grenade-like objects were"thrown" from the backpack on the man's back, fell into the crowd, and then erupted into a sky-high fire and explosion.
That man himself was a mobile gunpowder magazine...
For a moment, Cliff had a very absurd feeling, feeling that the army of several hundred people might not really be a strong enemy in front of this man.
Soon, more and more people fell to the Mandalorian attack. As if the casualties could not be tolerated, the commander behind the force finally ordered a retreat. The survivors of the battle seemed to have been given instructions, and they scattered and retreated to the depths of Twelve Sound Street.
The Mandalorian lowered his blunderbuss-shaped staff.
Perhaps on the frontal battlefield, the man wearing the helmet could suppress these hundreds of people with powerful firepower. But this does not mean that he has enough strength to go deep into the unknown Twelve Sound Street and fight against the countless traps and ambushes that are likely to exist.
Of course, it is impossible for him to really have unlimited power. On the contrary, he was able to suppress these hundreds of people and fight. On the one hand, he relied on the long-range support of Gray Throat and others, as well as the huge chaos caused by the cliff, and the fact that there was no one in the opponent's team who could. Counter your own warlock.
If there is a strong enough sniper or warlock to hold him back, then the human sea tactics can eventually completely annihilate him.
So he had no intention of pursuing him at all.
"That... I'm sorry, you……"
This voice should be the young man codenamed"Cliff"... at least that's what his companions called him.
The rare Origin Stone skills and powerful battlefield mobility indeed gave him sufficient combat effectiveness. But reckless raids and reckless attacks also put him in danger easily.
Just like today, if I hadn't come to his rescue, it would be hard to say what his fate would be.
The Mandalorian doesn't want to have much interaction with this group of people - it's not that he doesn't like this group of people, but that he is not a person who is good at talking or dealing with them.
Heaving a long sigh of relief, the Mandalorian shook his head towards the cliff, indicating that he had no intention of talking to them, then turned around and left the messy battlefield without looking back.
(Sarkaz, I have fulfilled your request... As for your promise, let us wait and see.……)
————Dividing line————
City Hall is empty, as it should be.
The only veteran stationed here has gone to Twelve Yin Street. At this moment, the city hall is so empty that you can even hear a pin drop.
But the silence was soon broken by the sound of low footsteps.
The footsteps were slow, very slow.
Its owner seemed to be shrouded in a huge armor, and the clanging footsteps echoed in the empty corridors of the city hall.
But soon, the footsteps stopped - just like the butcher lingering at the door of the hiding place in a horror movie. Although the sound disappeared, the atmosphere of uneasiness and fear intensified in silence.
The armored giant stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him. This is the most confidential archives room of the city hall. At this moment, even this place is quiet, as if no one is stationed there.——
"——You came to the wrong place at the wrong time... Sakaz, may I take the liberty of asking you why you are here?"
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