Does the mechanical girl dream of the Messiah?

"As a loser, I have no right to be redeemed."

Not only did the attempt to infuse holy healing with her hands stop, but Lunicia was completely stunned.

Ashlee just kept smiling and continued, "Now is not the time to worry about that. I'm fine. If Luna was afraid of losing me as a travel companion, that wouldn't have happened. This little injury is nothing. Even if she got more serious, it would be fine."

"No, I just..."

"So, now is not the time to worry about this, right?" Ashlee stretched out her only remaining right hand, hooked the collar of Lunicia's tight leather armor with her index finger, gently pulled it towards her, and then put her forehead against Lunicia's, "You should protect yourself, the chosen one, or I can protect you."

The prayer in her blood was agitated, and Lunisia could clearly feel that something was surging in her brain. Even so, she still did not feel any discomfort. The surging seemed natural and gentle, not painful. As the strange feeling flowed, a picture gradually formed in her mind: on the roof of a five-story building at the end of the street, a human figure with strange clothes and a cold feeling was aiming at this place, and on another building opposite, a human figure who looked exactly the same was doing the same thing. There was no doubt that they were the snipers who had just fired.

The specific image was difficult to see, but at least it provided Lunicia with their location.

"This is……?"

"As you can see, it's a schematic diagram."

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. Didn't you just say that the flow of Nosavi's prayer words was disturbed? That was definitely an image or something like that that could only be formed through the induction of the prayer words..."

"Luna, you can feel it. Their shooting is actually becoming more and more accurate."

The question sounded irrelevant, but Lunesia nodded anyway.

Obviously, at the beginning, the distance between the energy bullets they fired and Lunicia itself was at least fifteen centimeters, which was quite large. As they continued to shoot, the distance became smaller and smaller, until finally it could even fly past Lunicia's head. Obviously, during the shooting process, their accuracy was gradually improving for some reason.

"Iron Leviathan has removed the interference coverage of the prayer words on this street, and they are assisting with aiming through the gradually recovering prayer words flow. Similarly, I can continue to use the prayer words to complete such auxiliary actions."

"I see……"

Now that the enemy's position is clear, what needs to be done is equally clear.

In order to protect herself and the things she wanted to protect, Lunicia grasped the hilt of the sword without hesitation and walked straight out of the alley.

"Luna."

"Ok?"

"There are still some beings there that I cannot scan right now. There are quite a few of them. They should also be the humanoid forms of the Iron Leviathan."

"Oh, I see."

"Among them, there is a signal source that seems to be very prominent. He should be their commander."

"That's what the leader meant. If we defeat him, we can eliminate the danger in this area."

"…'Be careful on your journey'."

This time it’s also “Haya”.

"'Wait till I get back'."

The one who responded to her was naturally "Hai Ya", but it sounded a little awkward and unskilled.

Chapter 24: Iron Wave (Part 2)

Take a step forward with your left foot.

The right foot stepped directly in front of the left foot in an unreasonable way.

--boom!

The deadly magic bullet smashed the ground hard. If Lunicia had not taken the current approach and walked normally, the bullet would have hit her body directly, and the consequences would be obvious.

And Lunicia seemed not to care about the shot, and just walked leisurely into the street, as if this was not a dangerous area where two sniper rifles were aimed at her with one fatal shot, but the greenhouse garden of the Central Cathedral, a place where she could relax completely.

--boom!

Her body slightly turned, and the second magic bullet flashed past her eyes. With the sound of breaking through the air, the energy bullet went straight through an empty house on the corner of the street. A huge cavity opened up in the stone wall, leaving two terrifying cavities.

—Bang! Bang! Bang!

The shooting continued one after another, and it had not stopped since Lunicia stepped out of the alley. The craters of the magic bullets left their footprints on the ground. It looked like someone was following Lunicia closely, matching her steps, and dancing an elegant ballroom dance with her. The non-existent dance partner was close to her, sometimes as if they were going to stick closely together, and sometimes as if only their fingertips were touching and could separate at any time.

And they were never separated, just as they were never truly together.

She stood on tiptoe, dancing lightly and quickly on the empty street, as if she was not wearing a mix of plate and leather armor, but an extremely gorgeous and elegant dress.

—Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The time between shots was getting shorter and shorter, and so were the intervals between bullets. Even so, Lunicia was still close to her invisible partner, neither intending to embrace her nor being able to throw her away for a more beautiful lover. This relationship was extremely subtle, but ultimately more subtle than this strange scene, with gravel flying around her, and the fragments that were blown apart turning into fierce blades, but like those magic bullets that were said to be lethal in one shot, not a single shot could hit them.

——It’s unreasonable.

In order to ensure efficient operation, the humanoid called "White Eagle" was not allocated too much mental computing space for personal thinking and ideas. Most of it was used to improve the accuracy of sniping and the coordination of collaborative shooting. Even so, the few remaining personal ideas were still filled with the idea of ​​"unreasonable".

The huge auxiliary sight covering half of her face reflected another world. What she saw before her eyes were no longer real things, but the flow of prayer words. This seemed to be not much different from directly seeing things. After all, prayer words exist in all things, only the way of existence, movement and concentration are different. However, from this perspective, Bai Ying can directly see the flow of prayer words in the air, which can significantly improve her hit rate and ability to capture moving targets.

But, what is the current situation?

With every shot, the unreasonable thoughts in her mind grew a little bit bigger.

Even though her mind had accurately calculated the movement trajectory of the "special surveillance target" and found the point where "she would definitely hit the target as long as she fired", and with the assistance of another White Eagle, the interval between reloading and re-firing was reduced to a minimum, her series of shots still failed to hit it at all.

She was certain that if she could hit the target with one strike, she would be able to kill the enemy, but if she couldn't hit the target, there would be no point.

Fire a gun, shoot, and then miss again. The movements of the "special surveillance target" are not only urgent, but can even be described as extremely relaxed.

——What on earth is that?

This problem is not just about her ability to dodge bullets.

More importantly, the concentration of prayer seeds in her body.

As a humanoid created for the purpose of killing, she did not have any detailed information about the enrichment level of the word prayer element in the body of the organism, but she was sure that it would never be a level that humans could achieve.

Just as she pulled the trigger again, the "special surveillance target" in her field of vision had already entered the next part of the dance music.

For Lunisia, this is not too difficult to do.

Maybe it would be a little difficult at the beginning, but White Eagle at that time had not yet completely controlled the flow of prayer words on the street, thus giving her enough time to "adapt", to adapt to the rhythm and position of White Eagle's shooting. After so many attacks, she had completely grasped the frequency of the opponent's sniping, so she only needed to move minimally to ensure that she would not be hit at all, even if the opponent could firmly lock on to her actions and even predict her next step. As long as Lunicia thought about "how to move under normal circumstances", and then planned "movements that would never be possible under normal circumstances", and then eliminated the overlapping parts between the two, she could completely disrupt the opponent's prediction.

As long as her physical strength was not exhausted, she was confident that she would not be hit by the opponent.

If the enemy has more than five snipers, it's a different story, but if there are only two, it's no problem at all.

However, she did not intend to continue to waste time with the snipers - she did not want to make Ashlee wait too long.

In the brief interval between when one shot arrived and when the next shot had not yet been fired, Lunicia quickly threw something from her waist and threw it straight towards the eaves of a house on one side of the street.

It's a hook lock.

To be precise, it is something more violent than a hook.

It has an automatic storage and rewinding mechanism, driven by compressed gas, wrist strength and mechanical power. It can also be loaded with magic power. It works by firing a terrifying iron spear with a barb, fixing it at a point by hooking or directly stabbing it, and then quickly pulling the user's body over with a rope. In short, this is the device.

In an instant, Lunicia's figure disappeared from White Eagle's sight.

——No, it didn’t disappear, it was just that the speed was too fast and exceeded the camera’s capture capability.

boom!boom!

White Eagle locked onto the target again and tried to shoot it down, but Lunicia was no longer in the original position. She had already shot the grappling hook in her hand for the second time and quickly moved to another house opposite the original position.

Her figure was like a sharp arrow, shuttling between buildings unhindered. Every time the White Eagles tried to lock onto her, her figure had already left her original location and became a few inches closer to the White Eagles.

Hernandez Commercial Street is very long. For people who like shopping, it is a street that is totally worth spending a whole day on to buy goods and enjoy delicious food.

And what about Lunicia?

It's too short, not worth watching.

The hook pulled her figure and made her body jump high. She grasped the hilt of the giant sword with one hand and placed the other hand in front of her body. She had already arrived right above the one-piece white eagle!

"!"

As a soldier who has accumulated countless experiences in simulated battles, and as a pure weapon with emotions and thoughts suppressed to the lowest point, White Eagle raised the long, broad, purple-glowing sniper rifle in her hand without fear or hesitation. At such a close distance, she didn't even need to aim. She only needed to raise the muzzle to hit her target without a doubt.

The magic bullets and sword blades crossed each other, and the dazzling purple light tore apart the pious shield condensed in Lunisia's hand, and the huge, thick sword, like a sharpened iron block, had already fallen from above!

Chapter 25: Iron Wave (Part 3)

There was no hindrance, and no way to hinder it. The sword of "The Avenger" almost instantly tore White Eagle's body from shoulder to waist. The flesh that imitated human was cut in half almost in the blink of an eye. Fake bright red blood and dark blue conductive fluid splashed everywhere, accompanied by the sound of falling to the ground. The dark blue and deep red mixed together, forming an incomprehensible abstract painting.

--boom!

The sound of breaking through the air came again, and there was another body!

Before swinging the sword, Lunicia had already been on guard against the White Eagle on another house. After a successful strike, she immediately forced her body to spin in the air according to the memory in her mind. The magic bullet shining with purple light passed by her eyes, and the result was only a small piece of the hem of her skirt armor was broken.

Her movements were smooth and natural. Before the deflection force had worn off, Lunicia had already swung the hook towards the position of the other white eagle, pulled the trigger, and the sharp iron hook pierced into the wall of the house exactly. The gears engaged and turned, quickly retrieving the shot rope. The powerful traction carried Lunicia's body towards the position of the iron hook.

Lunicia's body spun in mid-air.

White Eagle removed the empty magazine from the gun chamber and loaded a new one.

Lunesia gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand.

White Eagle's finger was on the trigger.

Lunicia exerted force on her waist, and following the pulling force, she began to accelerate her body and turn around.

White Eagle's fingertips were already on the trigger, pressing down hard.

The sword blade danced in the wind, and the magic bullet cut through the dark sky under the eclipse sun. The next moment, the sharp blade of the "Avenger" had stopped on the trajectory in front of the magic bullet, and split the purple magic bullet in half with one sword. Lunicia had no strength left, and after a few turns, she landed on her feet, held the sword with both hands, and swept away with all her strength!

The sharp blade cut through the White Eagle's exposed abdomen almost without any hindrance, went straight in, and then severed the spine used to transport the conductive fluid. All this was done in an instant.

From the time Lunicia leaped onto the roof of the first house to the time she cut off the second white eagle, it took no more than five seconds.

However, it is not time to rest yet.

"Well!"

A series of gunshots came from the side, and Lunicia almost subconsciously blocked the giant sword in front of her. The rain-like barrage of bullets was blocked half a step away by the indestructible blade.

—Ambush?!

The shooting obviously came from a lower roof nearby. She couldn't confirm it with her eyes, but from the vibrations in her hands and the frequency of the gunshots, she could tell that the people shooting there were undoubtedly several armed personnel with assault rifles - or humanoids, with a few armed with submachine guns. Regardless of which type they were, they naturally held the idea of ​​keeping up the firepower suppression until Lunicia was shot dead.

Lunicia didn't think that this was an ambush that had been set up long ago. If they had the spare energy, instead of ambushing Lunicia here after the matter was over, a more appropriate approach would be to cooperate with the White Eagle's sniper to interfere with the firepower, block Lunicia's route of movement as much as possible, and ensure that the White Eagle's shooting had a higher hit rate.

——Then, they should be the reinforcements that White Eagle called for halfway, but because they didn't make it in time, they had to launch an ambush?

After confirming this, Lunicia still had a corresponding solution in mind.

The sacred energy gradually gathered around her. The spell focus that was previously condensed on the sword blade as a "blessing" was replaced by a "pious shield" when she just killed the first white eagle. The next moment, she rushed forward with the giant sword placed horizontally at her side. It seemed that she had voluntarily given up defense, but none of the bullets fired by the assault rifle could touch her body.

The bullets were either deflected or simply fell to the ground when they touched the light wall. The former was the effect of the assault rifle, and the latter was the effect of the submachine gun. A small number of them were able to penetrate the light wall's protection, but even so, they had lost the ability to continue to break through Lunicia's armor and could only bounce off like raindrops.

After all, this was the pious shield that Lunicia had done her best to maintain. Although it seemed vulnerable to the White Eagle's sniper rifle, it was as difficult to deal with as the armor plate of a light tank for those "Iron Rain" and "Infiltrators".

Indeed, the girl in front of him was not a chariot, but she was rushing over like a chariot!

Just as Tieyu and the infiltrators were about to switch to close combat, Lunicia had already completely merged into the team formed by the purple-haired humanoids. She gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and used all the strength in her waist, combined with the force of her legs that was enough to kick through the floor beneath her feet, to sweep the giant sword out at the fastest speed.

Whether it's Iron Rain or Infiltrator, the simple armor on them is basically designed to protect against shooting. It is effective against attacks such as gunshots and arrows, but for swords - especially this kind of giant sword that looks like a huge block of iron and has surpassed the normal people's understanding of weapons, they are really no different from cardboard.

The crimson and dark blue liquids splashed everywhere, staining the light golden shield or dotted on Lunicia's body, mixed together in spots and flowing down with her movements. The mechanically assembled fragments were scattered everywhere, and finally fell to the ground along with their delicate shells, making a plop sound.

With just one sword, Lunicia had cleared out most of the Iron Rain and infiltrators who were ambushing on the roof.

After all, they are still much stronger than the zombies in Shuichequ. Even though their physical strength is slightly worse, their tactical qualities and output capabilities are undoubtedly better than those zombies.

As for why they are in such a miserable situation now?

Because Lunicia's fighting spirit is surprisingly high now.

She almost subconsciously associated the tragic scene on the street with the Iron Leviathans, and coupled with the injuries of Ashleelin that flashed through her mind from time to time, all of this made her fighting spirit particularly strong, which was completely incomparable to the depression that Shuichequ felt at that time.

Just as she swung the sword again, tearing apart the iron rain that was trying to disperse, her heart couldn't help but tremble, which forced her body to change the original battle plan. She placed the sword upright on the right side as quickly as possible, covering every part of her body.

——Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

A series of loud noises occupied Lunicia's eardrums, followed by a terrifying impact force coming from the shield. That was definitely not the power that a humanoid of Tieyu's level could produce. At most, it was only slightly worse than the sniper rifle in White Eagle's hand, but it would not be much different.

And if the continuous firing speed is taken into account, it can be said that it is completely superior to the White Eagle.

The huge impact force pushed Lunicia's body backwards. Even though she tried to slow down by grabbing the ground with her feet, the final result was only to plow two deep gravel grooves on the roof. The gunshots stopped only when Lunicia was pushed from the edge to the corner with her back pressed against the wall.

"Wow...you are the prey this time? Interesting."

A cold and slightly arrogant voice came from the source of the gunshot, followed by the sound of a magazine falling to the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent was reloading, Lunicia plucked up her courage, put down the huge sword that was defending her body in front of her, and used her eyes to search for the real body of the enemy who was shooting at her.