“…”
"teacher."
"Teacher Hugo?"
"You're really not going to send for Mr. Williams?"
"Or you can do it yourself."
“…”
"Are you scared?" The wolf took a step forward. Because of his long legs, the distance between them seemed to have suddenly shortened. "You were so arrogant just now... Come on, come on. I'll let you go first. It's a rare trip for me, and I don't want to go back and lie down so early. But if I keep talking, Yeda might think I'm slacking off."
"Or you can just kick Mr. Gray next to you over here first."
"...It's Gresham! I told you to remember the names too." Gresham groaned, clutching his wound. He tried to adjust his posture but failed. "I'm awake? I'm not dead? You guys haven't finished fighting yet?"
"Are you disappointed?" Yuri looked down at him.
"Heh..." Gresham suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. "That shot was quite accurate. It almost killed me."
"I'm a novice," Yuri said expressionlessly. "I've only been practicing for no more than 36 hours."
"Can I ask where you were initially aiming?"
"It's better for you not to know."
"Tsk." The wolf interrupted their conversation, "Gray! Now that you're awake, just come over here!"
Yuri turned the gun and aimed at Gresham's head. "I think it's easy to hit from this distance."
The wolf said, "If you make a move now, I will rush over and kill you immediately."
Gresham: "Hey!"
"Why don't you just shoot me? Don't say I instigated you to do that. That way I can take your life with a clear conscience and avoid being scolded by Yeda."
"Of course." The tall woman suddenly grinned, revealing a shark-like smile. "Even if you don't shoot, I'm going to do it—watch this!"
Her two legs left afterimages as she ran quickly, vaguely seeming to transform into gray-brown, furry canine hind legs.
One of her hands drew a sharp curve in the wind, and the sharp claws that suddenly stretched out were filled with the dirty and smelly smell of blood.
"Hahahahaha!" Amidst the unbridled laughter, the wolf's green eyes narrowed like a beast, her expression pure joy and enjoyment. Just as her fingertips were about to touch Yuri's chest, Hugo finally couldn't help but shout, "Azathoth!"
"Could you please stop watching the fun?"
"Bang--"
There was another sound of a bullet leaving the gun chamber.
The wolf's swift movements suddenly faltered, and she dodged the sudden attack with a sideways roll. With incredible agility, she dodged the bullet, took a breath, and looked towards the attacker. "Another one? Can't you all come together?"
"Hello, Miss Wolf." Igor, wearing a long trench coat, stood on the flower bed where Hugo had sat before, his hands firmly holding his penis. "I'm not a novice, so I advise you not to act rashly."
"You're finally here?" Yuri breathed a sigh of relief, flicked his heated weapon twice, turned around and walked towards the sullen-looking Hugo behind Igor. "After all, I asked for help."
Bionic Man: "You are so useless."
"You're right." The unprincipled human echoed.
"But...didn't He say he wouldn't help?"
"Maybe he's finally tired of seeing me laugh," Hugo said dryly. "And he's always been a bit of a plan freak and obsessive-compulsive. He insists on either not doing something or doing it to the best of his ability. He's even more troublesome than humans. Surely he's a god worthy of your faith?"
"It's better not to say that, Mr. Hugo." Igor still had the energy to respond despite his busy schedule. In fact, he looked completely relaxed, while his opponents standing across from him were unusually prepared for a formidable enemy. "Mr. Hugo has always been trustworthy in this regard."
He adjusted his bowler hat with one free hand. "There are priorities. Let's not talk about that for now. I'm going to go see an old friend."
"You know them?"
"No, but they must know me, and after all, we have been on the same battlefield before."
Just at this moment, two team members hurried out and carried Gresham back to the rear of the battlefield. Igor glanced at them but did not stop them.
"...Igor Sullivan." Yeda, the head of the Red Line Legion's executive department, walked to the front and stood still, a complicated expression on his face. "I didn't expect to see you here. Can a wanted criminal be so fearless these days?"
"If you have the confidence to catch me, then try it."
Igor casually performed a gun dance, and some of the team members behind Yeda actually retreated reflexively.
The wolf beside Yeda bared its teeth, its fangs barely visible between its lips. She was like a fur-ruffled wolf cub suddenly confronting the wolf king of the neighboring territory, her entire body filled with vigilance and hostility.
"I……"
Yeda raised a hand to stop her. "Don't act rashly. You are no match for him."
"How is this possible!" The wolf couldn't help but let out a growl, "He's just an ordinary human!"
Igor raised his eyebrows and looked her up and down for a long time.
"Then you can give it a try." Yeda said coldly, "I also want to know if the former marshal's skills have declined after living in seclusion among the people for such a long time."
As soon as she finished speaking, the wolf rushed out, so fast that the human eye could hardly react.
"So fast!" Yuri's voice rose a little. "Was she paddling just now?"
"Ah, after all, you're a weakling." Hugo said, crossing his arms. "But if you two fight, she might not win, because Azathoth won't let you die so easily."
Yuri: “…”
Is this what it feels like to have a backstage?
As the man and the AI spoke, the iron lump in Igor's hand collided with the axe in Wolf's, making a sharp metal-on-metal sound before vanishing in the blink of an eye. Igor retreated at a similar speed, while Wolf's body, constructed from unknown materials, was vastly superior to that of an average human. The nails on his fingertips were also incredibly sharp. With just one full-strength collision, the gun bore four scratches, several millimeters deep.
In less than a second, Igor had blocked several attacks with the gun.
"Is that all?" the wolf whispered, a feral light flickering across her face. Then, with another low growl, her upper body suddenly expanded, transforming into the majestic limbs of a legendary werewolf. In the cool autumn breeze, she dropped the fire axe with one hand, grabbed the gun, and forcefully deformed the top of the metal block. With her other hand, she clenched her fist and swung it upwards!
Igor suddenly let go of the gun and escaped from the wolf's attack range in the blink of an eye. He took out a weapon from somewhere and fired two bullets at the vital parts of the wolf's upper body.
He didn't care about the outcome of the attack, but simply dodged another claw from his wolf-blooded self. He then struck the enemy's jaw with the butt of his gun. While the enemy was stunned by the full-strength blow, he turned the gun and aimed at her throat: "Bang!"
At the critical moment, the wolf put a paw in front of the fragile throat.
The bullet, fired at close range, embedded itself deeply into the hand bones, as if it had struck a solid wall or rock, yet not a single drop of blood escaped. The wolf didn't flinch, but instead rolled over, picked up the axe, and hurled it directly at Igor!
The axe came with great force, and Igor had no useful defensive equipment.
It's too late to dodge now.
The wolf already had a confident smile on his face.
However, the next second, an iron chain stretched out from somewhere and wrapped around the axe handle. After wrapping around it twice to eliminate the impact force, it retracted with a "click". Igor bent down and picked it up easily and put it in his hand as a cushion.
"As far as humans go, you're quite good. It seems the Vatican's human experiments have never ceased," said the man, whose hat hadn't even fallen off, only a few strands of hair on his forehead being disheveled. "But compared to the insects that have evolved in the universe for tens of thousands of years, your strength is still a bit lacking. But I suppose you weren't created to fight against external enemies?"
He spoke lightly, but his eyes, devoid of smiles, turned to Yeda behind him: "If it's just for internal strife, then you've committed too many sins."
"That's none of your business, Mr. Sullivan," said Yeda.
"It's really not my business. I'm just a fugitive now."
The wolf's eyes were fixed on Igor's left leg: "...What is that thing?"
Her voice cracked slightly, and her green eyes held a cruel curiosity.
"It was a gift from an old friend. Although her original intentions might not have been good, it did help me a lot later on." The gray-haired young man swung the axe twice, and the sound of it breaking through the air was clearly audible. "Do you want to continue?"
"Why not?" the wolf said. "Even if you are the most skilled, your strength and endurance are limited. And I've already hurt you."
Her strength was indeed astonishing. In the brief head-on confrontation, Igor was slightly injured in the base of his right hand while trying to block her attack.
"Or is there something else about your leg..."
"That's enough, Wolf." Yeda's cold voice came from behind him. "I told you you can't beat him. Don't waste any more time. I don't want to re-evaluate your rationality when I get back."
“…”
"Come back." Yeda shouted, "Didn't you see he didn't even use that leg just now!"
"……Why?"
The wolf asked Igor unwillingly, "You too, and that little boy too, are both very strong. Why do you have to let them win?"
"Let's put aside Hugo's reasons for now," Igor said. "As you said, even though I'm just an ordinary human, I might still be able to defeat you."
He held up his fire suit in one hand and raised his hat with the other: "Your boss is still calling you."
"Hmph." The wolf walked back reluctantly.
Just as she stood beside Yeda, Yeda raised his hand and said, "Ready to fire!"
“——!”
More than dozens of black machine guns were pointed at Igor.
"...Huh?" Igor was a little surprised. "This is near the downtown area, right? You're using so many firearms. You can't just use fireworks and demolition blasts to get by."
"That's reason enough to arrest the fugitive, Mr. Sullivan."
"Heh." Igor chuckled. "Then, unknown lady, do you think I'm unprepared?"
Yuri quietly turned his head and asked Hugo with his mouth: What preparations?
Hugo rolled his eyes skyward.
"Cultist Great Summoning Spell," it mouthed back.
"Why isn't it over yet?" Another strange, flat, neither loud nor soft voice interrupted Yeda before she could speak.
"I'm getting impatient, Hugo."
"Yes, yes." The android nodded. "Then, Lord God, can I bring my army to the capital planet to fight them? I guarantee that the battle will be over within five minutes."
Yeda's heart suddenly tightened.
She suddenly raised her head and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
The evil god, clad in a black cloak, walked openly before everyone's sight and said calmly, "I'm afraid not. I don't want to cause too much damage just yet."
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