Chapter 2294: fly a kite

The excellence of ancient technology is its uniqueness.
Dragon head artillery, Green machine gun, mechanical puppets, all are the same.
With my current strength, as long as I condense the killing intent, aim at one point, and repeatedly attack, even mythril weapons can be broken in a very short time.
However, the limbs of the metal puppet were constantly folded, even if it was just an arm.
Either the metal puppet's manufacturing material is an ancient material that has been lost, or there is an unknown secret inside its body.
I dare not say whether the former exists, but I prefer the latter.
In my continuous metal ranks, not only the metal puppets in front of me, but also the expellers are included.
I was curious to ask the Flame Dragon's Breath of Seren, why the body of the expeller is so hard, not only is it difficult to leave marks on the sword, but also it can prevent electricity and oxidation.
With an arrogant expression, Seren told me broadly, "That's because there is a magic circle in its body. As long as the formation is not broken, it will not die or hurt."
When I asked what kind of formation it was, Seren's expression was very impatient, shaking his fat body, flapping his wings, and flying away.
Afterwards, I thought, it probably didn't know it, and didn't want to lose its face, and lost the high-cold fan, so it had to act deep.
After all, for men, silence is golden, and so is the male dragon.
Oh, yes, I forgot to ask, is Seren a male or a female?
The metal puppet that fell to the ground had his limbs still unbroken, his head was still there, and his body was fine, but six of his ten fingers had been cut off. It was impossible to hold a gun, and only some fancy physical skills remained.
To say it is fancy, it is just my casual definition.
According to the mechanical bird, the roaming gunner is proficient in assassination and is a natural assassin.
The physical arts used by the assassins are naturally murderous.
Since it is a killing technique, it must be vicious and vicious.
This reminds me of that thrilling assassination not long ago.
The icy flying knives, the whereabouts of ghosts, and the erratic figures are all the most practical killing techniques.
Does the metal puppet in front of him have the same ability?
I'm worried and wait and see.
The revolver, separated from the fingertips, slid to the ground, making two soft sounds.
The metal puppet raised his hand, and the metal palms with only four fingers left, constantly turning in front of the machine's eyes, with the palms facing out for a while, and the backs of the hands facing out for a while, like a young man turning a flower rope.
This weird scene made me even more anxious, and I couldn't help tensing my nerves and taking two steps back.
Kailan also recovered at this time, she stretched out her hand and stuffed the handle of the demon sword into my hand.
I looked at her in surprise, Kailan swallowed, filled the revolver with bullets, squeezed out a smile, and said, "I think you need it more than I do, and..."
She paused, and said solemnly: "I have a bad feeling."
"Coincidentally, I also have a bad feeling."
Kailan sighed in relief suddenly: "That's right, I thought it was the reason for being hungry."
"Hungry? Uh...it’s not impossible. Now we have all eaten, and we have only eaten one meal, and we have such a large amount of activity. Even if we are hungry, it’s normal. It’s just the situation right now. It's not suitable for eating."
"Indeed." Kailan nodded with a solemn expression, and said, "Why don't you attack, I harass, take it down, and then have a comfortable meal?"
"Good idea, I agree!"
After finishing speaking, my legs flexed and suddenly exerted force, with a swift force, I took the metal puppet's abdomen directly: "I'm on it first!"
Kailan is not nonsense. Papa is just three shots. The bullets are faster, passing through the gap between my body and taking the metal puppet's neck and the pair of electronic eyes that bloom with white light.
I was thinking about hitting it by surprise while it was stunned, but unexpectedly, it came back to its senses at the moment when it was in the middle of a shot. It turned its body slightly to avoid two of them, but the bullet that rushed to the right eye didn't matter. How can it be avoided.
With a crisp sound, the bullet hit the electronic eye, but was bounced away on the spot, spinning around, and falling to the ground.
"Good eyes!" I shouted in a low voice, shaking my arm fiercely, and the big sword rounded and slashed between its chest and abdomen.
With a click, it hit its body directly, and the force that bounced back shocked me to get out of my hand.
It was so, but it still didn't hurt the metal puppet too deeply, leaving only a shallow mark two to three millimeters deep.
"Huh, come again!"
My eyes squinted and I planned to make another knife, but suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen and my body couldn't help floating in the air.
But I was too impatient just now, and forgot to protect myself, and was hit in the lower abdomen by a knee bump.
The sudden pain almost deprived me of my consciousness. After I recovered, I swung my knife desperately and looked at the metal puppet's arm.
This knife has a taste of desperation, but in fact, it doesn't contain any skill, only to use force to move the body away from the dangerous place.
After rolling a few times, I finally stopped. At this moment, the world in my eyes is white, a world of snow-I stabilized my figure by flushing my face down, and my posture resembled a frustrated body bending forward.
He breathed a sigh of relief, clutched his abdomen tightly, grinned, staggered to his feet, I stared fiercely at the metal puppet who was hunting Kailan with hateful eyes.
Kailan is much smarter and more cunning than I am. She will never fight the metal puppet head-on, relying on her long legs, running fast, agile and high, and constantly circled with it.
However, the metal puppet, because of the broken finger, could only use the close body technique, and had to launch a close attack on Kailan, but it was slow to catch up with him.
"This stuff is too fierce!" I whispered: "A knee bump almost killed me for half my life, what should I do?"
Odachi responded: "Call people, gang fight!"
"This is York City. How do you call someone without me?"
"Contact Simmons Rock!" Otato said, "Tell him to send national power to assist you."
"This is not good. It defeated the metal puppet, but it exposed the roaming gunner research base, and the gain was not worth the loss."
"Then you ask for more blessings, anyway, with your two strengths, it is difficult to win it."
"It's just difficult, not impossible, right" I eagerly said: "Life is a matter of life, let me know how to do it."
"My suggestion is to contact Simmons Locke," Dadachi said.
"I just said..."
"I know you disagree. You want to defeat this puppet without exposing the roaming gunner research base. It's just a fish and a bear's paw!"
"Please, after I go back, I will buy you the best knife oil."
"A bottle of knife oil, you want to buy me?"
"Two bottles?"
"Deal!"
Odachi was very satisfied, and quickly told me the magic weapon to win: "If you want to kill the metal puppets with your current strength, the only feasible way is to fly a kite."
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