The process of gradually taking over the entire Black Angel is very strange, just like a person who has lost everything and regains his senses little by little. First, he can see, hear, and have arms for punching, and then he has an iron arm that can jump.
foot.
The blood couldn't stop pouring out from the wound on the chest. If the firepower of the armored gun was a little higher, this blow might be able to directly destroy the Black Angel. Its charred flesh and red-hot steel made its figure somewhat distorted.
, staggered a little, but still managed to stand up, like a dying but crazy thug.
All the gates were sealed, the lift platform was raised to the highest point, and the noisy sound of electricity could be heard in Night Owl's ears. He knew exactly what was happening.
Sure enough, it was still out of control, just like the ending of many generations of armor pilots. Even the demon hunter cannot avoid this curse.
Night Owl was not afraid. At this moment, he suddenly had a sense of mission. Facts have proved that the third generation armor does have reliable combat power to a certain extent. Although it is not as good as the performance of the first generation armor, through external armor and weapons, it can also
It can barely catch up with the previous generation of armor.
The most important thing is the stability of the third-generation armor, which means that it can be mass-produced. In the future, driving armor will no longer be something only knight commanders can do, and the combat effectiveness of the entire purification mechanism will be greatly improved.
It's an honor, it's time to prove yourself.
Gripping the blade calmly, the Sword Dancer stood firmly in place just like before. As long as the Black Angel could not break through its defense line, it was confident to control the out-of-control Black Angel.
The weird laughter suddenly sounded, which seemed to come from the black angel, and seemed to ring directly in his mind. Night Owl lost consciousness at first, and then pressed the button again, injecting the remaining few Florund potions, causing his consciousness to
Stay awake in that erosion, and the next moment the black angel comes with blood mist.
It was a roar that kept sounding. The iron feet struck the metal ground hard. It was so powerful that all the muscles were releasing their power to the fullest. Without the skin covering it, one could clearly see the scarlet twists and strips.
Pulling, like a swarm of snakes.
As soon as the clenched sword blade was lifted, the black angel who had escaped from the restraints arrived in front of him. Its speed was much faster than before, as if this was its original power. Then, the sword dancer was unable to react.
At that moment, the sharp iron feather slashed down hard.
"it's no use……"
As if to cheer himself up, Ye Xiao whispered.
Previous battles have proven that Iron Feather is very lethal against flesh and blood bodies like demons, but when faced with the same steel, all it can do is leave some mottled scratches.
If Lorenzo was still rational, he would definitely not make such a futile attack. Now it is certain that he has been completely eroded and out of control, and even the attack has turned into a beast-like rampage and madness, with no tactics at all.
The slow speed finally caught up, but the Black Angel had no intention of evading. In its current state, it would be defeated if it withstood a sword attack. The Night Owl was also merciless. The best way to deal with the out-of-control armor was
Suppress it.
The deadly sword was infinitely approaching the Black Angel. At this time, it realized the danger and prepared to avoid it, but it was too late. The steam engine roared, and the powerful force of the sword set off a howling wind.
But at the moment when it was about to hit, the galloping sword suddenly paused. This pause gave the Black Angel time to escape. It stepped on the sword's blade, and the sharp iron feather struck again.
Coincidence?
Even Ye Xiao couldn't believe it. In the previous slash, Tie Yu's broken blade cut into the gap in the armor and got stuck in the mechanical joint. It was this fatal point that caused the lifting of the blade to be affected.
stop.
There was no time for Night Owl to think about this. When a new blow fell, the black angel was like a nimble snake, quickly turning around the sword dancer, always one step ahead of the falling sword blade.
The constant iron sound echoed in the ears, the fight between metal and metal, and the dazzling sparks. In an instant, I don’t know how many times the Black Angel attacked, but the next moment all the sounds disappeared, and the belated arrival
The sword blade struck the air again, and the narrow field of vision on the visor lost all traces of the Black Angel.
Where did it go?
For the first time, Ye Xiao felt panic in his heart. Due to the difference in speed, in order not to expand the disadvantage, Ye Xiao had been trying to keep the Black Angel within his sight, but now it disappeared.
The next moment, the sharp blade glowed, and the Black Angel jumped up from below, hitting the gap between the armor directly with one blow, cutting into those fragile parts, and then the fragmentation continued until it extended to the visor.
, the crisp cold wind rushes in.
The sword blade swung with force, and the sword dancer tried to push back the black angel with a wide sweep, and then it retreated to the corner, hiding its back as much as possible in the blind spot.
Night Owl was panting, and he still didn't react until blood flowed through his eyes, dyeing his vision red.
That blow directly left a deep dent on the visor. If it penetrated deeper, Night Owl's injury would not only be that. He was extremely vigilant, and the Black Angel's power was far greater than before. Although the power was so great, it could not destroy it.
Armor, but it's enough to cut through what's underneath.
It did not continue to pursue, just like before, every time the Black Angel caused an effective attack, it would stop and stand in a position that could be seen by the sword dancer, standing quietly, like the arrogance and pride from the superior.
Compassion, even though it is covered in wounds.
I don't know if it was erosion or some other reason. After vaguely realizing this, Ye Xiao felt a little angry. He tried hard to control his anger. Only reason can defeat these monsters.
The sword dancer raised the blade again, and at this moment the upper guide rail arrived carrying new weapons. In order to suppress the out-of-control Black Angel, this experiment had turned into a suppression operation.
The communication was interrupted by erosion and interference, but Night Owl was very aware of the current situation and did not hesitate at all. While the iron box fell, the Sword Dancer approached. It gave up its previous defense and turned to attack. It was not sure about the out-of-control Black Angel.
What will it do, but it knows very well that the newly added weapons are its only chance to defeat it.
The third-generation armor is different from the first-generation armor. The main output of the first-generation armor is demon flesh and blood. Even if the steam engine is shut down, the flesh and blood body can already fight for a long time. But the third-generation armor is different. Its power is severely limited by the steam engine.
Once it runs out of energy, it becomes a steel corpse.
Due to high-intensity combat and experiments, Sword Dancer's energy has not been fully charged. Due to various differences, its battery life is far less than that of Black Angel. It needs to end all this before the steam engine shuts down.
The iron box hit the ground hard, and then the iron box cracked in all directions, revealing a tall weapons rack underneath, with armor weapons placed on it.
At the same time, in order to restrict the movement of Black Angel, the sword dancer simply threw the sword blade in his hand, and the heavy iron passed through the air. Obviously, it could not hit the Black Angel at such a speed, and it dodged by leaning slightly.
To attack, this is an action that is far beyond the ability of a sword dancer.
As if teasing prey, the weird laughter continued, and the new flesh covered the wound on the chest again. The steam engine was wrapped in it, and there was a faint glow under the flesh, like a burning heart.
The Sword Dancer's flexibility is very poor. In order to accelerate as much as possible, the Night Owl makes its movements extremely concise and does not make any unnecessary movements. The moment it occupies the weapon rack, it launches an attack and raises it several meters.
The long armored electric spear gun fired directly at the Black Angel.
The Black Angel also launched an offensive at this time. It seemed to disdain to hunt prey that had no ability to resist, and waited for the Sword Dancer to have a weapon before starting to attack.
The slender steel nails passed by with electric current. This was a suppressive armor weapon specially developed by Nicholas after the last time the Black Angel lost control. The steel nails would penetrate the mechanical structure, and the current on them could ensure temporary paralysis of flesh and blood.
Guaranteed more steel nail hits.
The blazing white thunder surrounded the steel, like a thunder spear thrown by the gods, but compared with the nimble Black Angel, it was still a little slower. The Black Angel's movements were strange, and it easily avoided the first piece of steel.
It fell directly behind Black Angel, but the current that spread immediately followed the metal ground and interfered with Black Angel.
The figure was sluggish at first, and then more steel nails fell. Night Owl tried to keep calm, and he fired in an orderly manner, ensuring that the Black Angel was forced into a desperate situation with limited ammunition.
There are not many weapons on the weapon rack, only an electric nail gun and a hot sword. These are the only effective weapons that Merlin can call upon in a short period of time. Of course, there will be more weapons and support in the future, but with sword dance.
It is very likely that the battery life of the device will not last until that time.
The steel spears falling one by one surrounded the black angel little by little. This is the difference between humans and beasts. The bodies of mortals are fragile, but mortals will use tools and strategies to kill creatures that are far stronger than them.
Ye Xiao took a deep breath, he could do it, he could, as long as he continued like this, the Black Angel would be disturbed by the current, and the hit rate of the steel spear would gradually increase until the Black Angel was suppressed...
The sudden roar interrupted all Ye Xiao's thoughts, and then he saw the dancing black angel.
The structure of the entire workshop is actually a vertical space with a certain curvature, like an ellipse that is approximately a cylinder, and the slightly angled well wall has become the foothold of the Black Angel.
That was an action that was almost impossible for the armor to do. It jumped up. The sharp iron feathers might not be able to cut off the Sword Dancer's external armor, but it was enough to leave some holes in this solid protection, and that
The hole will become the fulcrum for its progress.
"Evacuate Merlin!"
Nicholas yelled directly, the Black Angel's actions have proven that it has the ability to climb upwards, and this may be its goal from the beginning.
"No, wait a minute!"
Merlin did not agree, he just watched the Black Angel's actions from a high platform.
The iron feathers vibrated as they galloped, like a high-speed train, as if they would disintegrate in the next second, and the sword dancer also increased the frequency of firing. The sudden rotation of the Black Angel made it frightened.
But soon something even more surprising happened.
The black angel spread its wings. Although it was heavy, it was gliding strangely in the air until the dark shadow covered the earth. It carried the sky light on its back, and the sword dancer could only observe the pitch black.
"What on earth...is going on?"
Night Owl was also a little confused about the situation. He originally thought that the out-of-control Black Angel wanted to attack Merlin above, but it suddenly gave up its attack and turned to him...or should that be its original intention.
Before he had time to think about it, the pitch-black shadow appeared in an instant, followed by red blood mist and fireworks blazing from steel.
At that moment, the Black Angel retracted his wings, like a falling sword. Thousands of sword blades slashed fiercely, reaching the limit of force. Scarlet blood mist with blood gushes out from the gap, relying on the force from the gap.
The kinetic energy coming down from the heights and everything it did, this was the most powerful blow of the Black Angel.
The cold metal was torn into threads of death, and they were all burned red by the high-speed friction, along with the cut external armor.
Some of the wings were shattered, and the arm that was swinging was twisted as if it was broken, and a large amount of blood gushes out from it.
At the moment of life and death, everything seemed to slow down. Night Owl could see the blood, iron fragments and sparks scattered in the air, and he could also see the strange things so close at hand, as if they were being pursued from nightmares.
.
The twisted arm was entangled with proliferated flesh and blood, and with a shuddering sound, the muscles pulled the broken bones, or something like metal, to force it to straighten.
The fearful madness is wanton, this is the madness of the Black Angel. Its initial target is the Sword Dancer. The Night Owl fiercely raises the electric spear gun. The hit rate is greatly improved at this distance, but the Black Angel is far faster than it.
The sharp iron feather directly cut the gun in half, and at the same time more intensive attacks fell.
Without the armor on his chest, Sword Dancer could only raise his other hand to protect his chest. At the same time, he clenched the Eager Sword with the other hand, but before he could conduct a heat-conducting slash, the swift Iron Feather hit Sword Dancer accurately.
the wrist of the person.
It was covered in solid armor. Even though Black Angel tried his best, he only managed to destroy one piece. However, in order to ensure flexibility, the wrists only had ordinary armor. It was twisted by heavy blows, and the sword he just clenched was directly hit by Black Angel.
Seize it, and then thrust it diagonally into the gap in the armor.
The action was done in one go, as if it had been planned for a long time, and this was not the end. The Black Angel tore hard. Maybe the frontal defense of the armor was strong enough, but it always relied on the structure to attach to the armor. As it exerted force, it tore crazily.
, the sword dancer couldn't resist at all, and could only watch helplessly as the Black Angel tore off piece after piece of steel from its body.
The sword dancer tried his best but could only hug his chest and protect the cockpit with all his strength. It had already lost. When the black angel descended from the sky, when it cut through the first armor, it was also the last one that could be effective.
When its armor blocks it, defeat is already decided.
The armor that is connected together is extremely strong, but when there is a gap in it, it is no longer unbreakable. Night Owl's mind goes blank. Everything he is doing at this moment is just delaying the arrival of death.
The jet-black feathers were like slashing minions, leaving dazzling arcs in the air. They hit the Sword Dancer's shell like a torrential rain. Amidst the intensive scraping sounds, the wounds under the crazy minions were torn and widened repeatedly, until those who were
The wrapped cables and complex internal machinery are all exposed.
The black angel smiled ferociously, and in a daze, the night owl seemed to see it open its mouth, and its sickly and twisted body slowly tortured the steel body.
The fear of death finally swallowed up his reason, and Night Owl almost frantically pushed all the buttons and operating levers he could touch. He moved his body vigorously, but Sword Dancer could not respond to his instructions.
The sharp steel feathers pierced the inside and scratched the Night Owl's waist and abdomen. As it pulled away, blood mixed with engine oil, and the broken gears and cables were pulled out of the Sword Dancer's body like internal organs.
The external armor was useless at the moment. The sharp claws peeled it off the armor easily. The bloated sword dancer gradually became thinner. It was like a colossus surrounded by jackals. It had lost all its power and could only watch helplessly.
Watching it continue to eat itself until it dies.
The armor, machinery, cables and even the entire arm were roughly torn off by the Black Angel. Most of the body was also damaged. Even from the broken gap, the Night Owl could be seen inside. The Black Angel looked like a ghoul.
He tortured the knight who was not dead until he pulled out the almost stagnant steam engine and threw it aside casually like an abandoned machine.
Losing power, Sword Dancer died completely, and Night Owl was trapped in this steel tomb. He no longer had any extra reason to think about this. He just looked up at the crawling creature with his half-broken visor.
The devil lurking on this corpse.
It rained, the red rain, and the red mist that spilled out together. They slowly seeped into the steel tomb, shrouding the night owl.
At this time, Ye Xiao really felt the gap between the two generations of armor. It can be said that the fully armed sword dancer has gradually approached the limit of what the third generation of armor can do, but the first generation of armor... it seems to have no limit, or in other words, when it
When it reaches its limit, it is a scene that even the purification agencies don’t want to see.
The sharp iron feathers slowly dropped down, and they could easily kill Night Owl as long as they got closer. He stared blankly at the iron feathers, until the iron feathers stopped, and then the silver rivets on the restraints protruded.
He retracted one by one, as if he had lost his soul. The black angel, exuding madness and death, froze like a stone statue.
The flesh and blood pulled the steel, and they split one by one, extending from the chest to the lower abdomen, like a gaping bloody mouth. The Geiger index began to decrease, and the scarlet light was replaced by bright green.
The man struggled to crawl out of this nest of flesh and blood. The sticky flesh and blood was still connected to him, but he soon tore it apart roughly. However, every time a piece was torn off, there was a strange feeling of peeling off, as if a certain limb was being torn apart.
After seizing it, blood poured out of the cockpit and dripped on Night Owl's face.
His gray-blue eyes were very clear. Lorenzo looked at him, then at the armor that had been beaten into scrap metal. After thinking for a long time, he asked.