Chapter 787 Eat My Imitation Teardrops!

Hellfire... oh no, I mean the avatar teardrop stood majestically in the air.

Anlessie immediately felt an immense sense of pressure emanating from the other person.

All she knew was that the report's information about the bionic teardrops wasn't very detailed; it only mentioned one very concerning thing.

That is, the final boss of the great region called the "Eternal City" is a homunculus teardrop!

Moreover, they severely blasted down and insulted the legendary swordsman Japal!

Although the intelligence report mentioned that there were many other types of bio-tears, in this tense situation, her first thought was: bio-tears can defeat the Sword Saint!

This caused a fluctuation in mental energy.

It would be a real shame not to fight in the Sien Dungeon.

Just then, the ruthless and taciturn Teardrop clone pulled out a giant club from its armor. With a flash of lightning, it transformed into a golden chicken leg and slammed into Anlessie like a dump truck.

The holy light around Anlessie automatically countered, and Hervi suddenly rushed over and used the Dragon Fang of Annihilation to block all the holy light. Judging from his skillful movements, he had obviously fought this move countless times.

This is the meaning of "you attack, I defend"!

At that moment, the giant golden chicken leg slammed down on Anlessie's head!

"boom!!!"

A beam of holy light shot straight into the ground from the horizon, and with a loud "boom," the town of Hypa, not far away, felt a slight tremor.

Clearly, the battle began with Anlessie being hit first.

In an instant, missiles composed of a large amount of holy light poured from the newly created crater in the ground toward the avatar teardrop in the sky. The scales of the strangling dragon tooth scattered and flew everywhere, blasting missile after missile into fireworks. The avatar teardrop swung its golden chicken leg toward the crater in the ground and immediately pulled out two large axes to follow closely behind.

The sounds of fierce battle continued to rise, but the larger number of soldiers no longer paid attention to the battlefield belonging to the experts, but instead focused on their own stage.

The battle between Herve and Anlessie was like the sound of a gunshot from a referee; in that instant, both the Holy Light and the rebels sprang into action!

"Charge! There's a huge reward for those who make it to the top of the city wall!"

"Hold on tight and guard against any breach! We must not let anyone get up here!"

An exceptionally fierce battle to defend the city has begun.

There was an unwritten rule in the Scameralon Wars that both sides tacitly agreed to.

That is, their own strong and skilled fighters would run off to fight alongside the opposing team's experts, keeping the battlefield away from ordinary soldiers and knights.

For people like Anlessie and Herve, destroying city walls is no different from breaking a block of tofu; it only requires lifting an arm and using your hands. Similarly, for many people now—such as Leon, Dahl, and Luluvo—blowing up walls and buildings is not difficult. If they are willing to put in the effort to stack buffs, it is not impossible to destroy an entire street in one hit.

If someone like that were to go all out near a city, I don't know what would happen to the people in the area, but the buildings would definitely suffer.

The war between the three major religions and the rebels looks intense so far, but the two sides are currently vying for status, and it has not yet reached the point where they must completely expel each other. Regardless of which side wins, the other side will most likely still have to make a living, and may even still be in Scamelot.

Therefore, even great civil engineering mages generally try to avoid things like destroying cities.

After all, the original and the rebuilt ones definitely feel different.

Of course.

If both sides get too caught up in the fighting, then destruction is inevitable.

Moreover, it's hard not to get carried away in such a battle.

On the battlefield, one can hear all sorts of sounds.

"Boom!" That was the sound of the magic-enhanced cannon firing its spell.

"Thump!" That was the sound of the Holy Knight smashing the cannon with the Great Hammer of Retribution as he climbed onto the wall.

"Crack!" This was the sound of the city wall splitting open under the constant struggle between the two sides in the battle.

The battle intensified, blood was boiling, smoke filled the air, and various special effects flashed across the battlefield.

In the end, the Holy Knights failed to capture the city wall, but they managed to blast a hole in it with their relentless attacks and poured into the town of Hypa.

The first batch of Holy Light soldiers who rushed in were quickly annihilated by the large number of troops inside, but new reinforcements kept pouring in, and the battle had reached its most intense moment!

The collapse of the city walls only made the rebel soldiers more courageous. Even the logistics personnel who usually worked in the area showed great fighting power. They may not have much skill, but they had the strength and power stats that came from upgrading in the Sien Dungeon!

Despite outnumbering the rebels several times over, the Church of Holy Light did not feel any advantage at this moment and was dragged into the quagmire of battle from which it could not escape.

Chaos, the chaos brought about by war, permeated the town of Hypa, and even people completely unrelated to the war were caught up in the chaos and unable to escape.

This does not refer to the SkyCraft strategy team.

Instead, it was the adventurers who had been queuing at the city gate to enter.

Aside from the Holy Light soldiers who disguised themselves as adventurers but were actually there to self-destruct, the rest were genuine adventurers. They were arrested immediately after the self-destruction, but the rebels were clearly distracted by the war outside before they could interrogate them, leaving them trembling in their cells.

Some people may be misled by adventurers like Luluwo Leon into thinking that every adventurer is fearless, but in reality, there are quite a few people in this line of work who are not looking for any grand adventures, but simply for a request that allows them to have an extra beer at night.

The group of trembling adventurers right now are clearly the people of Hikaru.

They probably came to the Sien Dungeon hoping to get lucky and find some rare treasures so they could live a life of luxury for a while, but unfortunately, they've run into bad luck.

Among these adventurers, a few had expressions filled with fear, but their eyes revealed their true emotions—anxiety.

They weren't afraid of war at all; they just thought it was too noisy here.

"Commander, what should we do?" the group of outcasts asked the tallest adventurer.

"This is the closest we've ever come to the Sien Dungeon, we can't miss this opportunity."

The person next to him chimed in, "We've finally made it to this continent and successfully disguised our identities. We've traveled so long to get here, how can we let the battle disrupt our plans? Let's go into the dungeon now!"

"Humans just love fighting all the time, can't they just be quiet for once?" someone complained.

After a brief moment of thought, the man they called the army commander made his decision.

"Keep waiting, don't be impatient, let's leave the city."

No one objected; his words were like an absolute command, and even those who had previously held radical opinions dared not raise them again.

Their hierarchical order is much stricter than that of humans.

Subordinates overthrowing superiors? That doesn't exist.

In such a chaotic environment, it wouldn't be difficult to sneak away from Hypa Town.

While these people were secretly searching for a way out, the battle between the Church of Holy Light and the rebels had reached a fever pitch, with both sides suffering losses and only needing a trigger to cause a rout.

And this opportunity probably depends on those two, no, three people fighting in the sky.

"You! Me, you bastard!"

Above, Anlessie was panting heavily, her face covered in dust. She didn't seem to be seriously injured, but she looked rather disheveled, and even the holy light around her seemed less holy.

She stared at the two "people" opposite her with resentment and indignation. Hervi and Hervi (the teardrop version) were both acting in the same annoying way.

"What's wrong? You're done already? Let's keep fighting." Hervi stretched comfortably, as if he had just had a massage rather than a fight.

The lifelike teardrop was rummaging around inside the armor, seemingly searching for something.

Anlessie knew what this guy was doing; he was selecting the amazing tools he would be using next!

She now understood why Hervé wore a larger size of armor—because the armor contained all sorts of weapons and tools!

When she was fighting with those two, their opponents were incredibly skilled in all kinds of martial arts. You never knew what strange and unusual thing they would pull out next; it was like they were carrying an arsenal with them.

It could be a vile latrine, or it could be a flying dragon sword that severely injures you; it could be a seemingly ordinary throwing knife thrown with an expression that says, "I'm about to use my ultimate move," or it could be a scroll that casually and suddenly pulls out a powerful magic weapon.

Anlessie finally felt that familiar feeling from fighting Hervi—mental exhaustion.

Especially now that the opponent's strength has improved in the Sien Dungeon and they have the Imitation Tear by their side, they are much more difficult to deal with!

Just then, Hervé asked, "Where's your brother? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

As he spoke, he looked around casually, but his eyes were quite serious.

Anlessie's strength hasn't changed much; he and the clone teardrop together could definitely capture her, but there's a problem.

Where is Caius, who always stands by her side in every battle?

In the past, Herve had always dealt with the Twin Heroes alone or with the Starfire Knights, and neither of them had ever been missing. But this time, Caius was nowhere to be seen.

Is this guy with the perpetually cold face hiding somewhere, waiting to ambush me?

With this in mind, he played very cautiously, which is why Anlessie didn't seem to be injured.

"Heh, I'm more than enough to deal with you on my own."

Hervé simply shrugged and curled his lip in response to these words, an attitude that infuriated anyone who saw it.

But suddenly he became serious, because Anlessie's whole body was radiating light, and in the blink of an eye she transformed into a humanoid form composed of almost pure light.

He recognized the move; it indicated that a powerful attack was about to be unleashed.

"Have you finally gone mad?"

Anlessie had never used her ultimate move under such circumstances before, so this situation was too abnormal, so abnormal that Hervi felt that Caius could jump out and ambush her at any time.

But now he had to be wary of An Leixi and absolutely could not look away.

"I've practiced this move for a long time. You've dodged it before. Try it again this time!"

After she finished speaking, she spread her arms, and a magnificent holy light burst forth from within, instantly forming a dazzling "mini sun".

The Holy Knights who had managed to free up some time on the battlefield below raised an arm toward the sky, and their holy light flowed out and converged toward Anlessie, instantly making the cannonball made of holy light bigger, stronger and more powerful!

She only uses this move when she's really going all out!

Without saying a word, Anlessie raised her hand and pushed it in the direction of Hervi and the clone teardrop, and a huge ball of light flew towards the two of them.

It looked slow, but it was actually unusually fast, and it arrived in front of Hervé in the blink of an eye!

"No! I'm going to die from this attack!"

A wailing sound came from beneath Hervina's cool helmet, and he waved his hands exaggeratedly, looking just like a villain in an animated film about to die at the hands of the protagonist.

But before the sphere of light actually engulfed him, he shrugged and said in a joking voice, "Just kidding, I actually have another trick up my sleeve."

The next moment, he pulled out something that looked like a silver teardrop and crushed it.

[Residue of a silver teardrop]

[By infusing magic, the remaining active silver teardrop can coat the entire body, temporarily transforming the user into the object the silver teardrop imitated before its death.]

[Being attacked during transformation will shorten the transformation time, but external attacks will be blocked by the silver teardrops, protecting the main body.]

[The model for this remaining body: "Great Horn" Telagus]

At a speed even faster than the ball of light, the remnants of the silver teardrop quickly enveloped Herve's entire body, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into the appearance of "Great Horn" Teragas!

The next moment he was completely engulfed by the ball of light, and a blazing sun of holy light exploded inside him!

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Even though she had hit the enemy, Anlessie's face showed no joy, but rather a sense of dread.

Has that bastard Herve pulled out some weird contraption again?!

The avatar teardrop, which should have been swallowed by the sphere of light, suddenly appeared in front of Anlessie, its Flying Dragon Sword about to unleash a terrifying sword aura.

Anlessie's movements were forced into a state of barely being able to dodge due to the release of this attack, but the fact that she had struck the simulated teardrop made her feel uneasy, because the fact that this thing hadn't dissipated on the spot meant—

"I'm here!"

Hervina's flippant voice appeared behind Anlessie like a ghost, and he and the clone teardrop raised the Flying Dragon Sword together.

"you--"

Anlessie turned around in shock.

"Pfft!"

The blade sliced ​​through flesh and blood!

On a winter afternoon at 1 p.m., Hervi, a powerful general of the Starfire Church, successfully defeated the hero Anlessie in Hypa Town.

"As expected, we still can't just kill them directly."

As Hervé watched Anlessie fall from the sky, he couldn't help but touch his own armor, which showed signs of melting on the surface.

The remnants of the silver teardrop could resist damage, and the transformed goat shielded him from many attacks, which allowed him to break through Anlessie's ultimate move, from which no one had ever survived.

Unfortunately, there wasn't much of the silver teardrop residue left from headquarters. If it were unlimited, he would have liked to try and single-handedly destroy the Church of Holy Light.

The next steps are obvious: capture Anlessie alive, defeat the Holy Light Church army, and maybe even try to launch a counterattack.

But where is Caius? Why hasn't he come out yet?

But just as he was about to fly down, he suddenly frowned.

Anlessie's fall did not cause a drop in morale among the Holy Light soldiers below.

There was definitely a trap!

A powerful aura suddenly appeared in the distance; the aura was familiar—it belonged to Caius.

The most troublesome thing is that if one of the siblings faints, the other will become much stronger. Hervi knew this pattern, so he deliberately controlled his strength when fighting Anlessie so that he wouldn't knock her out.

He glanced down and his eyelids twitched. He saw a group of adventurers who had somehow gotten there running past Anlessie. They were the same group of guys who had been captured earlier!

They knocked Anlessie unconscious.

"Where did you guys come from?!"

Herve was immediately tempted to tear this group apart, but just then, a chilling aura emanated from him—a power even more terrifying than Caius.

He looked up at the sky and couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it, it's the Magic Sky Curtain."

On a winter afternoon at two o'clock, a hastily constructed magical canopy covered the area of ​​Hypa Town.

At 3 p.m., the rebel forces were defeated.

(End of this chapter)