I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

A dark figure crept stealthily towards this direction, following the shadows at the corner of the wall.

Using divine power to cover the soles of the feet, creating suction, one can walk over the monitor and force it away.

Lian landed silently, muttering to herself, "For some reason, I have a strange feeling of going back to my old ways."

When she was being trained at the academy, Lian had done a lot of things like this before—of course, she would bypass the guards and find an opportunity to kill her target.

Assassins have no emotions.

Initially, the academy actually hoped to train Ren into a demon king without emotions, who would only obey their commands.

Unfortunately, a fire destroyed the entire plan, and also caused this once-ace assassin to fall into the hands of others.

"Lian, there's a three-person squad to your right..."

Restia, who was in charge of sensing the aura, reminded Lian in her mind.

Actually, Restia wasn't particularly skilled at sensing auras, but in this dark environment, as a dark elf, her abilities naturally improved, and her perception of auras was greatly enhanced.

"learn."

Lian used Shadow Step once again, instantly stepping on the wall to arrive near the three-person team.

The power of the dark element burst forth, instantly taking down the three-person team.

"We should be less than fifty meters from the warehouse where the mechs are stored, Lian. At this distance, the one Randolph gave us should be fine, right?"

"Yes, of course, no problem. Although it's a bit heavy, it's only of medium weight compared to when Master was training me."

Lotus took a bundle from her Ring of Solomon—

bomb……

Chapter 160 Art is explosion!

"Then, how do I use this?" Lian asked Restia through the contract.

"...I think there's a remote control for this. Can you look for it?"

Lian rummaged through the folds and found a gray-black remote control.

“Yes, that red button is the detonation button,” Restia replied.

"Then let's get started."

Lian weighed the explosive pack in her hand, which weighed about twenty pounds. "Mr. Randolph, are you really not afraid of the impact on their side?"

“Who knows? Besides, the metal used in those mechs seems quite unusual. I was thinking that this amount of explosives might not be enough, so I guess this thing is just to alert them, or it's a preparation to lure those mechs out,” Restia said. “Let’s be careful.”

"Of course, then..."

The dark divine power emanating from Lian began to twist and attach itself to her arm.

Although divine power and magic are two different types of energy, they are very similar in some respects, especially in that they can both be used to temporarily strengthen the body. However, since divine power is ultimately the power of spirits, unlike the magic generated by the human body's own "small source," the portion that can be used efficiently is quite small.

Kamui's enhancement of the body is like a swordsman using a wooden stick; it's not unusable, but it's inefficient.

Enhancing the body with magic is like a swordsman master getting a real sword; not only can it be used, but it's also highly efficient.

However, as the saying goes, if you lack efficiency, make up for it with quantity.

Lotus's divine power was already immense, not to mention the amplification it received after becoming the Dark Elf King, which granted her the divine power of darkness.

If magic power and divine might were converted one-to-one, then Ren would possess magical power no less than Gil's. If Gil didn't possess the third perpetual motion spirit, which makes his magical power reserves virtually infinite, then Ren alone, with that magical power reserve, could be considered a formidable figure.

Lian gripped the explosive pack tightly, then hurled it fiercely in the direction she had identified!

The explosive charge, weighing approximately twenty pounds, traced an arc in the air. With a muffled "bang" in the distance, Lian forcefully pressed the button on the remote control in her hand—

"Boom!"

The deafening roar marked the beginning of the battle that ignited that night.

"Very good...it seems they've lured them all to the mech warehouse."

On the other end, Randolph nodded. Putting everything else aside, he was quite impressed by Lian's ability to plant the bomb so stealthily...

Who would have thought that someone could throw a 20-pound explosive charge 50 meters away?

"Follow me and charge in!" Randolph raised his hand, accurately threw a flashbang into the warehouse, and shouted at the perfect moment.

"Oh!"

The members of [Azure Dragon] roared, and then, amidst the chaos, gunfire, and the clanging of metal, the entire airport erupted in commotion.

It's worth noting that Sky City doesn't just have one airport, and the people behind this airport...

Meanwhile, Lian also encountered a problem.

"...Tsk, just as I expected?"

Lian casually shattered a white mech. Unlike the massive and powerful Titan mechs, these white mechs looked much smaller, only about the height of a person. Compared to the Titan mechs, which were over three or four meters tall, they were faster and more agile. Moreover, their short-duration charge speed made it easy for people to react.

If the charge of the Titan mechs is like the crushing force of a chariot, then the charge of this white mech—the prototype Apocalypse Machine Mistiltein—is more like the charge of cavalry.

The charge of chariots is powerful and heavy, while the charge of cavalry is swift and fierce.

While it can't match the destructive power of the Titan mech, it is significantly faster.

With its streamlined fuselage and sharp blades mounted on the mechs, these mechs are undoubtedly designed for close-quarters combat.

The specially made metal blades had a unique energy fluctuation that Lian could sense, which should be Honkai energy.

Lian raised the Vorpal Sword, a demonic sword that pierced through reality, and looked at the approximately twelve mechs that were surrounding them, revealing a cold smile.

"Restia—here we go! Destroy them all in one strike!"

“Of course, it’s only this level of deterioration, not even at the level of a high-ranking elf. One strike and they’re all done for!” Restia responded to Lotus’s call, and the Vorpal Sword, which pierced through reality, also flickered with dark lightning.

Lian slowed her pace, her figure moving as if in a dance—

"Ultimate Sword Technique, Form Three: Shadow Moon Dance!"

The ultimate sword technique used against multiple enemies is extremely similar to Gil's Soul Flash: Full Moon. However, Soul Flash: Full Moon is less of a sword technique for dealing with multiple enemies and more of a buffer sword technique that uses violent attacks to force the opponent back before launching a subsequent attack.

Shadow Moon Dance, on the other hand, is a true sword technique that can be used against multiple opponents.

Click...

That's the sound of a blade cutting into the machine body.

Moreover, it wasn't the sound of a mech being sliced ​​open.

Instead, there were twelve mechs.

"Crack... Tap... Boom!"

The prototype Apocalypse Machine Mistiltein, which had been cut in two, exploded violently, and every single one of them experienced the same explosion.

Lian didn't even look at the explosion behind her, but just whistled, "Master once said something about 'explosions being art,' and now it seems there's some truth to that."

"But it seems some rats have come—they don't seem to want us to leave easily?"

Restia's voice made Lian raise her eyes and look ahead.

dong... dong... dong...

A dull sound rang out, and Lian looked at the mechs that were extremely similar to the Titan mechs, but their color was more like a deep blue than the Titan's purple.

Those mechs seemed to be based on the design of the Titan mechs from Anti-Entropy, with massive mech bodies, but the difference was probably in the arms—these mechs had huge mechanical arms that were much thicker than those of normal Titan mechs.

Without a doubt, this mech, which looks neither like Anti-Entropy nor Destiny, must be the city's original guard force.

Lian heard Restia's voice in her mind, "Eighteen of these mechs...we're surrounded."

"Hey, Restia, do you remember what Master once said?"

Lian gripped the Vorpal Sword, the demonic sword that pierced through reality, tightly in her hand. "I will not attack unless attacked; if attacked, I will retaliate."

"If you really don't want me to leave, then I'll just get rid of all this stuff!"

Chapter 161 Can you bear this burden?

"Hmm, everything went smoothly..." Randolph nodded in satisfaction, patting the tool in his hand. "It seems Miss Lian has also been dealt with... But why haven't we heard anything?"

"Beep beep..."

"Oh, speak of the devil..." Randolph had clearly been in China for quite some time, and his Chinese was quite fluent. He answered the call and casually said, "Miss Lian, we've got everything sorted out here. What's the situation on your end?"

"...Mr. Randolph, I have a problem. I think I accidentally damaged the mech sent by the Sky Dome City mech unit—what should I do?"

Lian's voice was unusually calm, which made Randolph's heart skip a beat.

"What happened?" Randolph asked, rubbing his temples.

He had a feeling that this matter seemed to be quite troublesome.

"After I dealt with the prototype sub-god mech here, the administrators of Sky Dome City suddenly jumped out and said that I had violated some kind of treaty. Then all those mechs rushed out, seemingly wanting to attack me—oh, I destroyed them all."

Lian kicked away a piece of mecha fragment at her feet. "Too easily defeated, that's all."

Actually... it's not that those mechs were weak, it's that you're too strong, girl...

Randolph thought for a moment, then sighed, "Ah, alright, I understand. Let's go back to the bar first. We've already taken care of things with Westwind."

"What about these things?" Lian kicked a piece of furniture on the floor. "I won't clean them up..."

"You don't need to clean up the mess. Leave this to me. Come back soon and get some rest. Girls need to maintain a proper sleep schedule, you know?" Randolph lit a cigarette. "I'll handle this properly."

After a long silence, a voice came from the other end of the communicator, "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Randolph."

“Okay, leave it to me,” Randolph said, exhaling a smoke ring.

"Also, regarding the matter of returning to St. Freya Academy with you... I need to think about it some more." Randolph glanced at the young men behind him. "We are the King's most elite force, and we only obey the King's orders—"

"So if you want us to obey your orders, then show us the demeanor that we will respect."

Randolph, a cigarette dangling from his lips, a flicker of fire in his brown eyes, said, “The kind of magnanimity that would make us die for you.”

He threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. "I don't know why Wang made this decision, but the brothers are all straightforward people. Once they recognize someone as their leader, they'll definitely follow them..."

"Can you live up to our expectations? Can you live up to our approval?" Randolph asked.

There was a long silence on the other end of the communicator.