I am a hero of the former civilization.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Who said we're going to turn against each other? The Fire Moth is still useful to me."

"How could they not turn on you? Did you go in to chat?" Himiko scoffed, pointing at the castle. "They've been on guard against you for a while now. Killing those brothers won't be easy, and getting information out of them will be even harder."

She was telling the truth. Ryan had already probed the defenses and it was virtually impossible for him to infiltrate. The other side also had a rare high-ranking fusion warrior. As long as they could hold out until reinforcements arrived, he couldn't possibly wipe out the entire Far East branch.

"I want to kill them, but I'm not prepared to turn against them."

"Did you get authorization from above?"

"No."

"You let Mei take the commander hostage?"

“What’s the point of arresting him? Besides, Mei has no intention of getting involved in this mess.”

"Then how did you..."

Ryan raised his hand to shut her up, then waved it lightly: "Do as I say. Do I look like such a reckless person?"

Himiko fell silent. Ryan was no fool; on the contrary, he was a master strategist who had made the Herrschers smarter through his schemes.

"I'm going to support Hua. I'll definitely protect her. You're more professional than me at assassinating her."

After saying those words, she quietly disappeared into the night, causing Ryan to slowly grin. He enjoyed the feeling of helping each other.

His smile vanished in an instant; his expression turned serious.

Ryan first took out a few spheres and injected Honkai energy into them. According to Velvi, these things were like built-in batteries, and the injected energy could last for three hours.

He tossed it lightly, and the ball scattered in all directions, covering the area around the villa, ready to go.

"That's about enough. Next, we need to hide ourselves."

Under the moonlight, his shadow moved about, like a pile of black mud slowly crawling up his body from his feet, making him look as if he were wrapped in a black robe, not revealing a trace of skin, and making his body appear even taller and more ferocious.

Zheng.

With a flick of his wrist, the 'flute' was drawn, and as the shadow spread, it formed a seven-foot-long black spear. Ryan gripped it with one hand and took a deep breath.

Let's get things done.

Ryan lifted his right foot, stepped towards the cliff, and let gravity pull his body down, landing with a thud on the silent road.

It was the middle of the night, the crescent moon was covered by clouds, and there was not a soul on the road. Only the castle in the distance stood like a giant beast in the night, perched on the seashore.

The elegant streetlights illuminated a dark figure, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that he had no shadow at all.

He walked along the way, gazing at the castle that gradually grew larger. Because the heat was also covered, he was not seen by the guards until he reached the gate.

Late at night, a black ghost suddenly appeared at the door. He seemed to be wearing a bodysuit, and his two-meter-tall body was bulging with muscles. He didn't look like a human at all.

A brief moment of shock, followed by a piercing alarm, just as the guard raised his gun—

boom!

The outer walls and gates twisted at a visible speed, as if slapped down by an invisible giant. The barricades, gates, guards, and even the newly raised grenade launchers were all reduced to pancakes.

Then their bodies and building debris floated up and rapidly contracted towards the center.

boom! !

The air pressure exploded, sweeping everything within a hundred meters away; even those wearing heavy bulletproof vests could not stop the shockwave.

The gate and a long section of the wall were completely flattened, and the black monster strolled into the city as if taking a leisurely walk after a meal, glancing at the castle that was in complete chaos.

"You're wrong, this is called open killing."

......

The alarm blared, and Coleman immediately opened his eyes. He glanced longingly at the woman beside him, then quickly put on his clothes, cursing as he did so.

Damn it, this guy lied again. He really came back to fight. Is he going to start a bloodbath?

Coleman was convinced that Ryan was about to turn hostile, and he couldn't understand why the doctor, who was known for his composure, had become impulsive.

"Your old flame is definitely fine. They're even more worried than you are. Why don't they understand? This is terrible. I don't know how many people will die. I might as well burn some incense for the commander-in-chief."

Given Ryan's ruthlessness, the headquarters has most likely already fallen, and the Fire Moth will soon split up. He dared not think any further about what would happen next.

Just as he reached the door, it was pushed open, and his subordinates, dressed in full annihilation combat gear, stood there, staring blankly at him.

Everyone was a bit confused. The task was originally very simple. They had good wine and meat every day and women to keep them company. Life was quite comfortable. Then, someone came knocking on their door.

"Captain, Mr. Takeuchi said..."

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the weapons." Coleman took the two large, angular pistols, still clinging to a last glimmer of hope: "Who were the attackers? When will reinforcements from the Far East branch arrive? Has Himiko made any unusual moves?"

"I don't know. All communications have been jammed. Even the Honkai energy detectors have malfunctioned. Mr. Takeuchi and Mr. Torate have gone to the safe house. We also can't contact the Far East Branch."

It's him, it must be him!

After figuring out the situation, Coleman felt a chill run down his spine and, disregarding any mission, forced himself to calm down.

This was clearly a premeditated attack, but the Far East branch wasn't blind. They would get the news soon, and even if someone tried to stop them, they could crawl over in two or three hours.

"Drag it out. The defenses here are strong, and the area is big enough. Let's stall until reinforcements arrive. That guy will retreat on his own."

He suddenly realized that he didn't need to fight Ryan to the death. The safe house was underground, sturdy and well-hidden. He just needed to keep Ryan occupied so that he couldn't concentrate on finding people.

Now that the mission is successfully completed, I don't care about the chaos that follows; all I want to do is have some fun.

"Go and get someone to take this young lady out." Coleman glanced at the girl sitting on the bed rubbing her eyes, still concerned about the dew from the night before, and then led a group of tin cans into the corridor.

The rumbling sounds continued, and everywhere there were guards rushing to defend and maids fleeing. Coleman no longer cared about stealing glances at the beautiful woman with disheveled clothes.

His information terminal was completely jammed, and he didn't even know what the battle was like. He could only hear the sounds of machine guns, explosions, and a metallic vibration getting closer and closer. Finally, he couldn't help but kick the window open and look out. His mouth formed an "O" shape.

This isn't some kind of sneak attack or assassination; it's a battlefield!

Chapter 212 Sorry, I'm a Dual Herrscher!

There is no moon tonight, and the garden, covering thousands of square meters, is ablaze, turning the night sky crimson.

Tracers flew into the sky with a 'rat-a-tat-tat' sound, and miniature missiles left behind dense white contrails. The garden full of exotic flowers and plants had vanished without a trace, and the pavilion where lovers used to talk during the day could not even be found in terms of its foundation.

Am I in Tokyo's most luxurious 'palace'? Am I really not dreaming of returning to the battlefield?

Coleman was momentarily dazed, then realized that despite the commotion, the villa area in the distance hadn't reacted at all, which further confirmed that he was dreaming.

Snapped.

A slap landed on his face, the force so great that his head also hit the window. The pain in both places reminded him that this was not a dream.

“He must have used some methods. Yes, it’s a bit like that mirage system, but on a much larger scale. No wonder the Far East branch didn’t react.”

Coleman wasn't stupid. While searching for traces of the enemy, he ordered his men to escape by sea to report the news. For a moment, he couldn't see anyone. He only saw the guards running around like headless flies, and the heavy mechs that had been activated were firing at full power.

Before he could even ask a question, a dazzling spark illuminated his eyes, and Coleman clearly saw a mech more than six meters tall break in the middle, as if it had been cleaved by some sharp blade.

What kind of monster is that?!

The fleeting spark finally illuminated the enemy, a pitch-black monster holding a spear-like weapon. It had no mouth, nose, or ears, only a pair of jet-black eyes staring at him.

That gaze was devoid of any emotion, causing Coleman to momentarily lose track of the clamor of battle and recall the scene of his first encounter with a Honkai Beast.

If it's not him, then who is it?

Before he could think it through, the monster flicked its spear, turned around, and delivered a spinning kick that slammed into half of the mech, sending it flying like a giant cannonball.

It traveled at twice the speed of sound, arriving in an instant, but before it could even hit the castle, the crimson beam had already blasted it away, turning it into countless pieces.

“So you use a gun.” Ryan saw Coleman raise his pistol; he’d seen it in Wilwick’s database before.

Forged from Soul Steel, activated by Honkai Energy, it's written as a pistol, but read as a laser cannon!

boom--

Another beam of light streaked across the night sky, blasting a bottomless crater into the spot where Ryan had just stood. Ryan glanced back, grabbed his gun with one hand, and swept away the half of the mech that remained on the ground.

Dong Dong Dong...

Just like a bowling ball, the several-ton alloy tumbled on the ground, smashing a path of flesh and blood, and knocking down the other two mechs that were coming to fight.

Before they could regroup, the wreckage in the center, which was clearly made of steel, began to swell up like a balloon.

boom! !

The baroque bomb exploded in the center of the garden, sending shredded steel flying like bullet fragments, along with dirt, overturning everything within a hundred meters.

The human body was shredded, and even the alloy-made mechs could not stand steadily. They quickly covered the cockpit in front of their chests with their arms, and shoulder missiles were fired in a salvo.

Their firepower is very strong; they are indeed elite enough to fight against Honkai Beasts.

Ryan charged forward head-on, watching the fireballs flash by his side and shrapnel raining down on him like a storm, but he did not choose to slow down or defend.

The ability derived from the pseudo-Herrscher is not as simple as disguise. This thing is mystical, like a ghost with a high resistance to powerlessness. Unless it is a Honkai energy bullet, it is difficult to penetrate. Moreover, the mechanical thing is exactly what the Authority of Lightning targets.

Electromagnetic overload.

A surge of energy emerged from the ground, climbing up the entire defensive mech and overloading its chips.

The screen was flickering, various detectors were being interfered with, and before the pilot could figure out what was going on, the hydraulically driven robotic arm was suddenly lifted up by a long spear.

boom!

With just one punch, the armor, several tens of centimeters thick, was dented, filling the cockpit and turning the pilot into mincemeat.

Ryan, still in his punching stance, glanced at the dark electromagnetic cannon overhead and snapped his fingers lightly.

boom--

The cannonball sent a shiver through the ground, but the muzzle was pushed aside by the air, grazing Ryan's head. He suddenly ducked, dodging a volley of circular saws, and his spear lashed out like a whip.

sweep.

The steel twisted, and the mech fell to its side, just in time to block the crimson beam coming from the side. He heard the sound of the armor dissolving and felt the air vibrate as it came from the front.

Molecular vibrational knife?

The heavy sword, a full three meters long, slashed down like a door, but was deflected to the side less than half a meter above Ryan's head.

Boom! !

The barren flower bed was shattered. Ryan took a step forward and gently drew his gun.

stamp.