The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"But this is unrealistic," Carly shook her head. "The sentry tower's guidance prism cannot provide accurate positioning at this distance. If it is launched, it will easily hurt the residents of the atrium, right?"

"Yes... This is a problem I'm still trying to solve..." Grace scratched his head, "To be honest, even if the puppet army is aiming at the Pershipens Wall from here... I'm not very confident."

"In that case, how can this help us?" Carly raised her eyebrows. "Don't tell me that you came to me specifically to show me your noble sentiment of compassion. There must be a practical plan, right?"

“There are actual plans, but…”

"Can this sentry tower launch me out?"

Pearlis, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke. Grace was slightly shocked and then swallowed his saliva.

"Honestly...this....that's what I was thinking."

"Hey! You..." Carly suddenly became very excited, "Wait, you want to launch the little white flower? What if it misses? What if it disappears? How are you going to compensate me for my little white flower if it disappears!"

"It's definitely not a good idea to shoot at a precise target... After all..."

"What should we do? Do you want to--"

As if she realized something, Carly was stunned. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak and could only take two steps back.

Then, Perlis continued what Carly hadn't finished saying:

"Hit the sky."

......

(Note ①: See Volume 1, Extra [“The Price”])

8) False Idols (Part 3)

Looking down at the puppet army in front of the Wall of Pership from high above, Perlis looked indifferent.

The factor bracelet was spinning rapidly on her arm, above the sky. High concentrations of destructive factors were constantly charging her bracelet, creating a long scarlet trail around her.

The icy air currents were cut apart by the red factor energy arcs, just like stars cutting through the sky.

It was ridiculous. The last time Perlis was at such a high altitude, she was still a pawn of the Federation.

Perlis looked at the puppet army's formation and saw the siege machines that were firing shells at the Persipense Wall. If they could destroy them in one fell swoop, the royal government would be able to climb the wall again.

As long as Zachamos was in the army, Perlis would not be able to fight against a hundred people alone. All she could do was to clear the siege tools and find Zachamos. As for the rest, it depended on whether the people of the kingdom were as tenacious as they thought they were.

Driving the sky, Perlis aimed at the siege machine:

“【Factor Burst】!”

......

Looking over from the hill, the scarlet meteor suddenly accelerated under the drive of the factor potential energy, and fell straight towards the puppet army's formation -

"boom--"

The huge factor of energy annihilation instantly covered at least half of the puppet army's formation. The huge siege machines that were firing artillery at the wall a second ago were reduced to ashes in an instant and covered by the huge red explosion.

By the time the smoke and dust cleared, the puppet army's formation had already been blown to pieces.

Ashilia stared at the scene in front of her in a daze. She had made countless speculations about the power of the [Blade of Babel]. After meeting Perlis, Ashilia did not think that this little white-haired boy had the so-called "one blade, destroy thousands of troops" power.

But at the moment when this huge factor energy exploded and blossomed, some of Ashlia's ideas were overturned.

The federals... the federals she was going to fight against... were just such monsters...

In front of the Kingdom of Grau Yad... is a huge federation of monsters like this...

With her hands trembling slightly, Ashilia tried her best to calm herself down. She gently crawled on the grass and raised her sniper rifle again.

"I can't lose to you..."

Through the scope, the princess silently aimed at the panicked puppet army behind the formation and pulled the trigger.

"Bam—"

......

Cutting through the smoke and dust, the eyes of [Pure White Flame] stared at the puppet army in front of it that was defeated by its explosion like the god of death under the scorching sun, and the blade flickered with a red light empowered by the strong factor energy from high in the sky.

"Carly, his location." Perlis said softly, her eyes searching the formation in front of her.

"Little Brids are searching. Deal with the ones in front of you first!"

After the smoke and dust completely dispersed, countless lines of fire came from all directions. The puppet soldiers raised their rifles and fired wildly at Perlis, but could not hurt her at all.

"Trouble," Perlis muttered, raising her left hand, the bracelet spinning rapidly, "Try again."

“【Factor Burst】——”

"boom--"

Perlis ricocheted towards the wall, and a huge factor energy explosion broke out again. Although it was not as violent as the last explosion, it still blew the puppet army in front of her into pieces.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Uhhhhhh-"

Amid the screams, Perlis quickly spun the butterfly knife in her hand, and her light steps passed by one soldier after another under the cover of smoke and dust, leaving a streak of blood on their necks.

"Ugh!"

"what!"

From time to time, the [Little Brids] attached to Perlis would blast out strong light after strong light at the surrounding enemies, disrupting their vision and creating perfect conditions for Perlis to kill them. Facing the coordination from [Pure White Fireworks] and [Eye of the Federation], the mighty puppet army was like elementary school students who had just entered the battlefield, and could only be slaughtered silently.

“Hurry.. stop her, hurry—Ahhhh!!”

“Damn it, my eyes!!”

"..."

The pure white god of death silently reaped lives, and the sharp blade that bloomed like a butterfly constantly used its silver wings to scratch the necks of the enemies, taking their blood.

Perlis moved at high speed through the puppet army's array. The chaos caused by the factor explosion had disrupted their formation. As long as Perlis could find Zachamos and kill him, the battle would be over.

However, Perlis had not seen Zachamos. He was seriously injured and the only possible place he could escape to was the Puppet Army. How could she not see him?

Just as Perlis was wondering, she suddenly heard Carly's shout:

"Perlis! On the wall! Right in front of you!"

Perlis looked up, and through the smoke and dust, her pupils suddenly widened.

"How could it be possible...he..."

On the tall walls of the Persipune Wall, a column of black smoke was rising parallel to the wall. Like some kind of ghost, Zachamos slid silently on the high walls that were tattered by the war.

Gliding... How on earth did he do that...?

What Perlis hadn't expected was that Zachamos had anticipated her sneak attack and was preparing to climb the high wall before her. If he occupied the top of the high wall, the royal government army would not be able to provide high-altitude fire suppression.

In this case, the moment the Perlis factor is exhausted, she will instantly die among the thousands of puppet troops and be torn into pieces.

He even foresaw this. Should we say he is worthy of being called the Grand Prophet?

Perlis gritted her teeth. The most urgent thing was to break through the front line and find a way to climb the high wall. She clenched her left hand, and the bracelet spun at high speed, accelerating suddenly under the factor potential energy.

"bass--"

The blade cut through the battle line, and Perlis was getting closer and closer to the front of the formation. The pure white shadow tore a long gap in the chaotic formation of the puppet army, and screams were heard incessantly.

The puppet army had no power to stop Perlis from tearing open the battle line. They could not focus their fire on the middle of their formation, which would hurt friendly forces. But if they used close combat, they would simply be killed by Perlis's blade, with no chance.

In this way, Perlis advanced straight ahead and almost tore the puppet army's formation into two equal halves.

However, just as Perlis broke through the last line of defense, she saw the execution armor covering the Wall of Persipence.

Those executioners formed the last line of defense in front of Perlis. The electric batons in their hands were flashing violent electric light, forming a lightning barrier.

The execution armor was actually placed here. Did the Great Prophet guess this a long time ago?

Perlis frowned slightly. Even she, when hit by the current from so many armors at the same time, would be unable to move due to the twitching of the current. In this way, the puppet army behind her could easily execute her who had no power to move, just like chopping meat on a chopping board.

Damn it... At this point, I can only try to get around it. While shuttling through the formation, Perlis had almost exhausted all the factor energy stored at high altitude. Now it was too late to recharge directly, so I could only give it a try.

Perlis gritted her teeth and prepared to fly over the defense line in front of her.

At this moment, a roar came from behind the executioner.

"Towards the Morning Star (Kingdom Language)!!"

A hail of bullets came and hit them from behind the executioners, tearing a gap in their formation. From that gap, Perlis saw the open gate of the Persipune Wall, and countless people in different clothes rushed out from it. Most of them were residents of the old town, and many of them were people Perlis had seen in the town before: there were old men fishing in the lake, aunties in tailor shops, and even aunties helping with housework at No. 31 Pixie Street. Those people's faces were full of fear, but they still kept charging out.

When the royal government army suffered heavy losses, those who were not soldiers on weekdays took on the responsibilities of soldiers and used their untrained hands to break through walls that they had only used a few times in their lives.

The Kingdom endures forever, is that what it means?

Perlis smiled lightly. She did not waste the opportunity created by the common people. As a red arc burst out, Perlis instantly passed through the gap between the execution armors and turned lightly in the air.

"bass--"

The rotating blade instantly slashed the throats of several executioners, who fell to the ground, screaming. Without any pause, Perlis accurately stabbed the butterfly knife into the factor energy generator that powered their electric batons, puncturing their factor energy storage devices one by one.

"Bam—"

Countless factor energies were emitted in the air, creating a strong factor energy field for Perlis. She quickly turned the bracelet, absorbed all the factor energies into the bracelet, and then suddenly launched herself upwards with the factor potential energy.

"bass--"

Perlis's body flew towards the Persipense Wall. When she was about to hit the wall, she thrust the sharp blade in her hand forward and stabbed it into the wall fiercely. Then, using the butterfly knife that was stuck into the wall as a fulcrum, Perlis rotated her body 360 degrees around the fulcrum. When her feet were facing the sky, she pulled out the blade and flew up along the wall with inertia and factor potential energy.

This cycle repeated itself, Perlis used the wall as a fulcrum to continuously climb upwards. The factor energy she drew from the Punishment Armor became her springboard for her first catapulted jump. As the altitude increased, the increasingly concentrated factor energy also made Perlis's jumps higher and higher each time.

Finally, accompanied by a roar that cut through the air, Perlis jumped high and climbed to the top of the high wall.

"call...."

When Perlis stood firm, the black figure had been waiting for a long time.

"Welcome...pure white...(E-Tran)"

[The Great Prophet] Zachamos Arichi stared at Perlis with his lifeless eyes. On his dark face, Perlis saw a miserable smile.

......

8) False Idols (Part 4)

"Ladies and gentlemen! It's the day of coronation, the day of enthronement! Who will be the champion of [Shura Field]? Will the former king defend his title? Or will a powerful new king ascend the throne?"

"..."

In the dark corridor, Pace walked towards the light in the distance. The hustle and bustle of the Colosseum was like a fog that gradually enveloped him, making his blood-thirsty nerves gradually sensitive.

After experiencing such a long battle, Pace gradually got used to the taste of blood, and the hesitation in his heart had long since been integrated into this primitive fog and no longer existed.

"....The winner will join the great [Sharp Knife Lion] family and become the Blade of the Sharp Knife Lion! From then on, he will enjoy extremely generous treatment and ascend to the top of the king of La Vatino!"

The top of the king? Pace curled his lips in disdain. These ignorant guys, occupying the magpie's nest, used the wine left by the future king to fill their own pleasure, and stimulated their dopamine with that little bit of vanity and superiority, just living like zombies.

The world is a purgatory, but those who turn the world into a purgatory are the real devils.

"Standing before you is the [Black Boxing King] Tommy Blood, representing the iron fist of the [Sharp Knife Lion] rule!"

Cheers rang out, and it seemed that the [Black Boxing King] had already entered the venue first. Pace twisted his shoulders slightly and quickened his pace.

This time he must be killed severely.

Walking out of the arch, the hustle and bustle of the ancient Colosseum of La Vatino fully bloomed in front of Pace. The scorching sun cast down from the sky above the Colosseum, like the gaze of a god, illuminating the two warriors who were fighting the final battle in broad daylight.

Standing in front of the archway opposite Pace was the Black Boxing King. The wounds on his body were covered with thick bandages, and his battle-damaged black iron fists were covered with blood. It seemed that before he participated in the finals, he used many unlucky people as sandbags to warm up.

The eyes of the [Black Boxing King] were fixed on Pace, as if he wanted to crush Pace with his gaze. Pace also returned his gaze mercilessly, his eyes full of disdain.

"Standing before you is... [The Unstoppable Snow Sculpture], Pace Monarch! Our dark horse!"

The unstoppable... snow sculpture? What a weird name...

Pace curled his lips and glared at the commentator on the podium. Do the people of La Vatino have such bad taste in naming?

It doesn’t matter, let’s make it quick and decisive.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Pace drew out two cold weapons from his waist. The axe and the cold steel knife gleamed coldly under the scorching sun, and the blades reflected the [Black Boxing King] at the other end of the Colosseum.

"Come on!" Pace roared.

"Place your bets! Ladies and gentlemen! Who will win the championship? Place your bets now!"