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Chapter 88 Calvin's Plane Crashed
Clang! !

With a single horizontal swing of the decapitation sword, the heads of two more mechs wearing iron helmets were severed. Sparks flew as the neck armor plates crumbled like paper.

The headless robot wildly brandished its longsword, spurting a brownish, oil-like liquid from its severed neck, crackling with blue-purple arcs of electricity. Then it collapsed backward, motionless.

The head rolled off the helmet, revealing a stiff, smiling face underneath.

"Execute the order and kill the enemy."

A mechanical puppet emitted a mechanical sound and attacked Wang Xi from behind with a sword.

In Wang Xi's perception, these puppets moved at a snail's pace and could be easily avoided.

But he didn't do that.

Wang Xi lifted his leg and unleashed a powerful dragon tail sweep, his red cloak billowing and rustling in the wind.

bang——

There was a loud bang.

The ring-shaped airflow exploded, causing the chest of the attacking robot to collapse, sending it flying backward and knocking down six or seven robots like bowling balls.

Finally, with a deafening crash, it slammed into a male sorcerer who was attempting to raise his staff to cast a spell. A series of cracking sounds followed, and the sorcerer, his eyes wide with rage, coughed up blood and screamed in agony, utterly crushed to death by this ally of metal!
A white orb flew across the battlefield and landed directly on the werewolf's forehead.

Clang!
Wang Xi wielded the decapitation sword, cleaving through one longsword after another, cutting through shield after shield, and dismembering one machine puppet after another.

After transforming into a demonic wolf, he became enormous, with the mechs blocking his way barely reaching his waist. With a casual slap, he could overturn several of them as if it were child's play.

shhhhh--

At that moment, a series of crossbow bolts pierced the air.

Wang Xi glanced sideways and saw the seven or eight surviving swordsmen hiding behind the group of puppets, raising their crossbows to fire.

These guys were clearly terrified and dared not charge with their swords anymore. Instead, they chose to stand with the sorcerers and engage in ranged attacks.

Wang Xi raised his sword and swung it, creating afterimages. Using the broad back of the sword as a shield, he easily parried the arrows, which clanged and jingled.

The swordsmen were dumbfounded by this scene.

A decapitation sword can be used like this?!
But what followed was the elemental magic of the surviving sorcerers. Several arc-shaped wind blades and head-sized rocks swept through the air, but Wang Xi didn't even glance at them, hooking them with his wolf claws.

There was a crash.

Water droplets appeared around the werewolf, condensing and releasing in a wave of motion, forming a hemispherical azure barrier.

The elemental magic bombarded it, making loud bangs, but it failed to harm Wang Xi in the slightest.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

He erected a jellyfish barrier, crushing his way through like cutting melons and vegetables, severely damaging Calvin's morale.

Currently, only the puppet legion dares to charge forward, while the swordsmen and sorcerers are hiding in the rear, shivering.

...

...

As soon as the witches and monster lords entered the palace, they saw Wang Xi fighting Calvin.

They silently concealed themselves atop the tower, looking down in astonishment at the battle below. A striking crimson cloak, like a flag in a steel jungle, was swiftly carving its way through the battlefield.

The ferocious werewolf, wielding a decapitation sword, slashed from south to north and then from north to south, leaving behind a trail of mechanical wreckage before colliding with Calvin, who was clad in round, gray-white armor.

Sonorous! !
Dangdang Dangdang! !
Calvin, also wielding two greatswords, fought fiercely against the werewolf. However, he appeared to be struggling, constantly being forced to retreat, utterly powerless to retaliate.

"Who exactly is that guy...?"

Sophia stared at the werewolf, her pretty brows furrowed.

Lillian, standing to the side, remained calm and composed, saying:
"It's Mr. Kai."

"?!"

Beverly and Talil were both taken aback.

Isn't Kai human?
How did it turn into a demon wolf?!

All eyes turned to Sophia, but the wolf witch looked even more shocked and bewildered than they did.

Demon Wolf...

They are naturally powerful monsters, only gaining the ability to transform into human form upon reaching adulthood. But I've never heard of a human transforming into a demon wolf after birth!

Has this guy been hiding his identity all along?

He is someone I've been separated from for many years...

impossible!
If that's the case, it would have been noticed upon first meeting. A dire wolf's aura is impossible to conceal in front of its own kind.

So, what exactly happened?!
Sofia's fists were clenched tightly.

...

...

Damn it! How can he be so strong?!

What I'm wearing is the "Gamma Defense Onion Armor"! It's the most valuable blueprint from that technical document!

It took me two whole years! Countless hours of hard work to build this in this resource-poor kingdom!

But—why?!

Why is my wrist deformed? Why is my shoulder joint making strange noises because it's under so much strain? Why does my forearm hurt so much?!

Calvin roared inwardly.

Dangdang Dangdang! !
He tried his best to parry the decapitation sword's strikes with his greatsword, but even with the Onion Armor, he still felt like a child being bullied by an adult.

The humanoid wolf was stronger, faster, and its swordsmanship completely overwhelmed him.

There is absolutely no chance of winning!

Clang—Bang!

The werewolf deflected his greatsword with a single strike, then punched the Onion Mask.

A fist-shaped dent immediately appeared on the helmet's visor!

Calvin felt a jolt in his head, his consciousness blurred, and his upper body arched backward uncontrollably.

"The turtle shell is quite hard..."

The werewolf grinned in approval.

Immediately, gripping the decapitation sword with both hands, he delivered a simple, unadorned horizontal sweep, aiming directly at Calvin's neck—

This sword strike nearly stopped Calvin's heart.

He gritted his teeth, sheathed his greatsword, and held it upright to the side in an attempt to parry. However, the werewolf's decapitation sword was as light as a feather, and suddenly turned ninety degrees upward during the swing, completing a magnificent feint.

Following that momentum, another vertical slash came down from above—

Calvin was caught off guard and took the sword head-on with his bare head. His expression beneath the visor changed drastically, and his pupils contracted sharply.

Clang! ! !
The sword struck straight at his faceplate, splitting open the flat, round helmet!
However, the Onion Armor truly lived up to its reputation as the brainchild of Master Gippert, possessing formidable defensive capabilities. After cleaving the helmet in two, the Decapitation Sword's momentum diminished significantly, becoming stuck and unable to advance an inch.

The sharp blade pressed against Calvin's forehead, slicing a straight gash from which blood flowed freely. At that moment, a warm, moist touch ran down his nose, snapping Calvin out of his daze.

When he came to his senses, he was incredibly grateful that his hard work over the past two years hadn't been in vain; he had been given a second chance at life!
"Hmm—they're still alive?"

Wang Xi was also a little surprised.

Even with his full-force sword strike, he couldn't completely sever the onion helmet, demonstrating its incredible hardness.

Just then, a clanging sound came from beside him.

bass--

In a glance, I saw the swordsman Franz charging towards me, swords in both hands.

Wang Xi pulled the decapitation sword from Calvin's forehead and swept it across his forehead with a casual flick.

when! !

The two swords, one large and one small, clashed violently, sparks flying. Franz's expression changed slightly, and he felt a sharp pain in his hand.

Deng Deng Deng!
He retreated several steps, dragging himself several meters on the ground.

The werewolf's power is too great!

Before Franz could even catch his breath, the werewolf abandoned Calvin and turned his sword on him—

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Franz kept parrying with his sword, but he deeply felt the situation Lord Calvin had just been in and the terrifying pressure he was facing.

The werewolf's sword strikes are lightning fast and powerful, making them extremely difficult to dodge or parry. A slight misstep can result in death.

Even though he could barely hold his own with his swordsmanship, his physical strength was far inferior, and he was quickly at a disadvantage. His arms were sore, numb, and painful, and he couldn't muster any strength.

"Lord Calvin! Lord Bertrand!"

Franz's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"I can't hold it anymore!"

However, he received no response.

Anxiety then arose.

Out of the corner of his eye, Franz's heart sank to the bottom.

The one-armed old sorcerer had vanished from the spot at some point; he'd disappeared without a trace...

As for Lord Calvin, two blue-purple flames erupted from the back of his armor, and he soared into the sky, escaping without a trace...

He was left alone to face the werewolves.

Franz's expression froze, and his mouth opened slightly.

bass--

In that moment of distraction, his defense faltered, and the decapitation sword grazed his neck.

With a soft thud, Franz's head flew off.

The headless corpse gushed blood and collapsed with a thud.

Killed the target

"Can we capture Franz's abilities?"

'Yes. '

Wang Xi said secretly.

A dark green ball of light emerged from Franz and flew into his brow.

At the same time, Wang Xi raised his wolf claws.

A jet-black revolver appeared.

——"Chekhov's Gun"

Looking up, I saw the round, armored vehicle spewing flames, fleeing into the distance into the night.

The power of "Chekhov's Spear" depends on the amount of energy consumed, including but not limited to physical strength.

Wang Xi transformed into a demonic wolf, possessing extremely strong physical attributes and an inexhaustible supply of stamina... He unreservedly drew upon a large amount of stamina and poured it into his revolver.

He raised his hand and pulled the trigger on Calvin.

Bang! ! !
There was a loud bang.

What he was holding didn't seem like a revolver, but more like a miniature rocket launcher, with flames shooting out from the muzzle that were half a meter long.

Smoke rings billowed as a black bullet flashed past.

Almost in the next second.

The flames in the night sky suddenly went out, and the onion armor paused briefly before plummeting straight down.

"Ahhh-"

Calvin's terrified and muffled screams grew louder as they approached, then abruptly ceased with a deafening roar.

Killed the target

"Can we capture Calvin's abilities?"

'Yes. '

Wang Xi reiterated his affirmation.

As soon as he put away his revolver, his tall werewolf body began to shrink rapidly, like a deflated balloon, and returned to its original size in the blink of an eye.

The red cloak draped over her body vanished with the wind. The one-time use item card, "The Wolf Witch's Red Cloak," had completed its mission.

hum-

The wrecked, dilapidated onion armor was emitting black smoke and seeping blood. Calvin, utterly dead, contributed a ball of blue light, which flew into Wang Xi's brow.

It's a blue card!
This has made up for the loss of the red cloak.

Wang Xi was quite satisfied with this.

Of course, what would have been even more satisfying was shooting that bastard Calvin into crashing his plane, killing the mastermind behind it all.

With Calvin dead, the morale of the remaining swordsmen and sorcerers collapsed. They lost all will to fight, threw down their weapons, and knelt down to surrender.

It's unclear whether Calvin's master key broke as well, but the remaining twenty or thirty machines all stopped moving, standing still like statues, their red lights extinguished.

Just then.

Snowflakes began to fall from the night sky.

Wang Xi looked up and was taken aback.

'Tribute grade...'

(End of this chapter)