Chapter 2294 Flying a Kite
The excellence of ancient technology lies in its uniqueness.
This is true for dragon head cannons, Gatling guns, and mechanical puppets.
With my current strength, as long as I concentrate my killing intent, aim at one point, and attack repeatedly, even mithril weapons can be broken in a very short time.
However, it was unable to break the metal puppet's limbs, even just one arm.
Either the metal puppet is made of ancient materials that have been lost, or there are unknown secrets inside its body.
I dare not say whether the former exists, but I am more inclined to the latter.
Among the ranks of metals that I cut endlessly, there were not only the metal puppets in front of me, but also the Destroyers.
I once curiously asked Flame Dragon Breath Seren why the Expeller's limbs were so hard. Not only were the swords difficult to leave traces, but they were also resistant to fire, electricity, and oxidation.
Seren looked arrogant and told me carelessly: "That's because there is a magic array carved inside its body. As long as the array is not broken, it will not die or be injured."
When I asked what kind of formation it was, Salem looked very impatient, shook his fat body, flapped his wings, and flew away.
Afterwards, I thought that he probably didn't know either, and he didn't want to lose face and his aloof demeanor, so he had to pretend to be serious.
After all, for men, silence is golden, and so is the male dragon.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask, is Salem male or female?
The metal puppet that fell to the ground had its limbs intact, its head still there, and its body intact. However, six of its ten fingers had been chopped off. It was impossible to hold a gun, and only some fancy physical skills were left.
To say it's fancy is just my casual definition.
According to the mechanical bird, the roaming gunner is proficient in assassination and is a natural assassin.
The physical skills used by assassins are naturally killing skills.
Since it is a murderous technique, it must be vicious and sinister, and the attack will be unprepared and every move will be fatal.
This reminds me of the thrilling assassination not long ago.
Cold flying knives, ghostly movements, and erratic figures are all the most practical killing techniques.
Could the metal puppet in front of me also have that ability?
I am anxious and wait and see.
The revolver separated from his fingertips and fell to the ground, making two soft noises.
The metal puppet raised its hand, and the metal palms with only four fingers left were constantly flipping in front of the machine's eyes. Sometimes the palms were facing outwards, and sometimes the backs of the hands were facing outwards, like a young man turning a flower rope.
This weird scene made me even more uneasy. I couldn't help tensing up my nerves and took two steps back.
Kailan also recovered at this time. She stretched out her hand and put the hilt of the demon knife into my hand.
I looked at her in surprise. Kailan swallowed, filled the revolver with bullets, squeezed out a smile, and said, "I think you need it more than me, and"
She paused and said in a solemn tone: "I have a bad feeling."
"What a coincidence, I also have a bad feeling."
Kailan suddenly exhaled with relief: "That's right, I thought it was because of hunger."
"Hungry? Well, it's not impossible. It's past meal time now, and we only had one meal, and we had such a large amount of activity. It's normal to be hungry, but the current situation doesn't seem to be suitable. The way he eats."
"Indeed." Kailan nodded, with a solemn look on his face, and said: "How about this, you do the main attack, I harass, take it down in one go, and then have a comfortable meal."
"Good idea, I agree!"
After saying that, I bent my legs, exerted my strength suddenly, and quickly struck the metal puppet's abdomen: "I'll go first!"
Kailan didn't talk nonsense. He fired three shots at a time. The bullets were faster, passing through the gap in my body, and went straight to the neck of the metal puppet and the electronic eyes that glowed with white light.
I wanted to catch it off guard while it was dazed, but unexpectedly, it came to its senses at the critical moment, turned its body slightly, and avoided two of the bullets, but the bullet that rushed towards the right eye was... There is no way to avoid it.
There was a crisp sound, and the bullet hit the electronic eye, but was bounced off the spot, spinning and falling to the ground.
"Such strong eyes!" I shouted, swung my arm fiercely, swung the Odachi sword round and struck it between the chest and abdomen.
There was a click, and it collided with its body. The force of the rebound made me almost lose my grip.
Despite this, it still did not damage the metal puppet deeply, leaving only a shallow mark two to three millimeters deep.
"Hmph, come again!"
I glanced sideways and planned to make another stab, but suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen, and my body could not help but float in the air.
But just now I was too impatient and forgot to protect myself, and was hit with a knee in my lower abdomen.
The sudden severe pain almost took away my consciousness. When I came back to my senses, I swung the knife desperately to see the metal puppet's arm.
This knife has a rather desperate feel, but in fact, it does not contain any skills. It is just to use the force to move the body and escape from danger.
After rolling a few times, I finally stopped. At this moment, the world in my eyes was white, a world of snow. I stabilized my body shape by rushing down with my face, in a posture similar to a frustrated forward bend.
I took a breath, clutched my belly, grinned, and stood up staggeringly. I stared at the metal puppet who was chasing Kailan with hateful eyes.
Kailan is much smarter and cunning than me. She will never fight the metal puppet head-on. She relies on her long legs to run fast, agile and high, and keeps running in circles with it.
As for the metal puppet, because its fingers were broken, it could only use close-in techniques. It had to launch a personal attack on Kailan, but it was unable to catch up.
"This guy is too fierce!" I whispered: "One knee hit almost killed half of my life. What should I do?"
Odachi responded: "Calling people, gang fight!"
"This is York City. If I don't have my people, how can I call them?"
"Contact Simmons Locke!" Odachi said: "Ask him to send national forces to assist you."
"This is not okay. Defeating the metal puppet, but exposing the roaming gunner research base, is not worth the loss."
"Then wish yourself luck. Anyway, with the strength of the two of you, it will be difficult to win."
"It's just difficult, not impossible, right?" I said anxiously: "Human life is at stake, please tell me how to do it."
"My suggestion is to contact Simmons Locke," Odachi said.
"I just said"
"I know you don't agree. You want to defeat this puppet but don't want to expose the research base of the roaming gunner. It's a fish and a bear's paw!"
"Please, when I go back, I will buy you the best knife oil."
"It's just a bottle of knife oil, and you want to bribe me?"
"Two bottles?"
"make a deal!"
Odachi was very satisfied and told me the magic weapon for victory: "With the current strength, the only feasible way to kill the metal puppet is to fly a kite."