Chapter 103-102- "Dead Eye" Bryce
O'Casey didn't know if he could be a match for the silver-haired girl holding the terrifying lightning blade. After all, the two sides had never fought head-on. However, based on the existing intelligence, his chances of winning might be less than 20%, so he chose a tactical retreat in the first place and joined up with his elder brother "Dead Eye" Bryce.
As long as he could work together with his elder brother, he felt that he could quickly take control of the situation.
In order to delay the silver-haired girl's pursuit, he retreated while issuing orders through the communicator, asking his brothers who were sleeping soundly on each floor to get up quickly and come to intercept.
This saved Yvette a lot of effort. She only had to go up the stairs slowly, and the human traffickers on each floor would come over and die. It was simple and worry-free.
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A few minutes later, they arrived at the top floor of the "Transfer Center Building" and saw "Dead Eye" Bryce in the corridor. O'Casey, accompanied by four small leaders, immediately said seriously: "Brother, this is a special situation!"
"What's going on?" Bryce was slightly startled. O'Casey could complete most of the tasks he assigned him on a daily basis very well, but he actually failed to catch a little girl who looked so helpless. This was simply unbelievable.
"That's a really weird little girl, mastering a high-level defensive technique of at least A-rank quality! The 'Flame Cannon' attack hit her, but there was no reaction at all, like she was being showered! It's really fucking weird!"
O'Casey's face turned grim. He continued, "She also possesses powerful area-of-effect attack techniques that can kill a large number of people... I think something's wrong. She came back without even fighting her. I'm afraid this requires you, big brother. No, it requires you, me, and the brothers to take action together!"
"Showering in the 'Flame Cannon'?" Bryce frowned. "He's certainly an expert. What's his background? A special warfare wizard from the Federation Special Forces?"
"I don't know. She didn't introduce herself."
"Go wake up everyone else, tell them to wake up and activate all the defense units... I'll take a look at how much she weighs." Bryce said coldly, with a red light flashing in his metal eyes, revealing a fierce look.
As one of the local industry directors for the Ghost Hand, Bryce, like O'Casey, was a cautious individual. He was well aware that the neighboring federal government maintained a cutting-edge special forces unit comprised of cybermages, each of whom was ranked among the top 10,000 mercenaries in the world, and was a top-tier expert in both infiltration and assassination.
In order to guard against this army, he and O'Casey set up many hidden defense projects on the top floor where they lived to prevent themselves from dying silently in their sleep.
Now it's time to see what these defensive units do.
Soon, as some white walls opened, a large number of magic units appeared in the corridor. Most of them were in the shape of gun barrels, decorating the top floor like a heavily guarded military base.
Then, several partitions in the ceiling slid open with a click, releasing several armed shuttles, slightly larger than birds, resembling round shuttles with pointed ends. Several invisible laser beams shot out from the bottom of the shuttles, rapidly cutting through the narrow space below like a spider web.
Due to the lack of a network, these shuttles are difficult to control, but they all have pre-made patrol routes. You only need to input the marked enemies before launching them. After the patrol starts, these shuttles can actively fight, which is very worry-free.
After the defense unit and the armed shuttle were both started, Bryce felt a lot more relaxed.
He suddenly felt that he was making a big deal out of nothing. How powerful could a female mage who didn't know her own limitations really be? She hadn't even fought O'Cassi before. It was O'Cassi who had gotten scared and came up.
Perhaps, in the end, it was just O'Casey's own nerves that got him into this predicament.
And who isn't a mage? Blaise thought disdainfully, a rune ring flashing around him.
But unlike a pure mage, he has a defensive force field, combat prosthesis, and even a set of AI combat algorithms in his intelligent center, which allows him to hand over his body to his mind core and quickly evade enemy attacks - this means that he no longer has a disadvantage in combat experience.
It's because of the international wanted list that he can't do proper work. Otherwise, with his level in the mercenary world, he would probably be a well-known top figure.
After completing the preparations, Bryce stood at the stairs with his subordinate leaders and waited. After a long while, he saw a silver-haired girl holding a lightning blade, slowly climbing up the stairs. She didn't look like she was here to kill people, but rather to sightsee.
Without rushing to take action, Bryce decided to negotiate first. He said coldly, "Female Mage, who are you? What is your purpose in coming here?"
He had just heard the dying cries of his subordinates below him. Now seeing the silver-haired girl coming up, he had no idea what was going on and immediately became extremely alert.
"Are you 'Dead Eye' Blaise?" the silver-haired girl asked in a confirming tone. Her eyelashes were long, and she looked like a cute high school girl who had lost her way.
"It's me." Bryce said coldly.
"That's good." The silver-haired girl said, and without waiting for Bryce to continue speaking, she suddenly rushed to the top floor like lightning, ignoring the automatic firing spellcasting units, and slashed out a cold lightning bolt towards Bryce in front of her!
Stupid! Bryce sneered in his heart, thinking that he had an expensive automatic defense field and a layer of conventional defense spells. How could he not react to such a low-level surprise attack?
But the next second, his defensive force field was shattered by the lightning blade and shattered into a starlight.
Only because he had an AI automatic program that took over his body, he avoided the opponent's continuous attacks. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have suffered serious injuries.
Bryce's pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked. He immediately judged that the lightning blade in the opponent's hand might be a rare top-level technique, otherwise it would not be so easy to break through his defensive force field.
Boom! The scorching air flow mixed with Bryce's awkward tumbling figure as his back slammed heavily into the wall on the side of the wing, making a loud noise.
"Fire!" O'Casey ordered nervously.
In an instant, the top corridor turned into a melting pot of metal and magic.
The muzzle flashes merged into one, and the sharp whistling sound of the physical bullets tearing through the air drowned out all other sounds. Various magical beams mixed in, turning into a storm of magic and metal.
The entire cramped space vibrated and hummed, dust from the ceiling mixed with concrete fragments and the air was filled with the acrid smell of smoke.
Admittedly, this did cause Yvette some trouble. Her crimson armor was good at resisting elemental attacks, but it wasn't very effective against kinetic damage, requiring her to use her "muscle release" physical strength to counter it.
If the attacks are too dense and mixed with kinetic attacks that deal a lot of physical damage, she won't be hurt, but she will keep retreating, like a monster in the biochemical mode that is targeted by the survivors' fire, advancing with fangs and claws, but her position is getting further and further back.
It seems that pure close combat is still a little unrealistic... Yvette thought.
Since the opponent's damage cannot penetrate the defense of the scarlet armor, as long as her magic power is not exhausted, she can be beaten here for a long time.
But this was meaningless, so she snapped her fingers, and rune rings lit up one after another behind her, as if opening Gilgamesh's treasure house.
Fire, gale, thunder, frost, and rock bullets mixed with pulse magic.
A spell that was denser, larger in scale, and more damaging than the opponent's, emerged from the misty light dust and poured down on the ten human traffickers like a sweeping flood, knocking them dizzy.
"What the hell is this?!" a cyborg screamed in confusion and horror.
He didn't know what was happening behind the particle dust that blocked his vision. He only knew that they had an absolute advantage just a few seconds ago. How come the situation suddenly reversed?
Where did all that overwhelming attack come from? Wasn't there just one person on the other side? Why was he acting like there was an army?
In just a dozen seconds, several small leaders were killed. They were relatively poor and couldn't afford expensive defensive force fields. They were using defective ones replaced by their elder brothers, which shattered at the slightest touch under such firepower.
Although they also knew that they could hide half of their bodies in the room and use the walls as cover, they could not withstand the firepower from the opposite side that could destroy both the people and the walls!
Seeing this scene, "Dead Eye" Bryce's heart trembled. He had obviously made sufficient preparations, activated all the defense units and armed shuttles, and turned this place into an impregnable defense fortress...but why was it of no use at all?
Where did this sudden and terrifying firepower come from?
It can't be that the other party created it alone, right?
Could it be that behind that colorful dust, a federal government anti-terrorism team secretly descended from the sky?
The second update will be later, before 12 o'clock
(End of this chapter)
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