Chapter Twenty-Three
All power armor that can be stuffed into a suitcase... must be insufficient protection.
After all, a whole piece of arc-shaped armor plate with good defense is difficult to fold or split to reduce the volume, while the overall strength of the armor spliced by small pieces of armor is to be reduced.
Even Krupp's products can avoid this iron rule.
The second power armor type L type is a lightweight and improved weapon based on the No. 2 mecha, which already belongs to the light power armor. The protection effect is very problematic and it is even difficult to resist the attack of the dart bats.
Faust was somewhat worried about this, but he still believed in Lilulu's strength - although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he probably should not be insulted by the maid guards of the Faust consortium.
Miss Lilulu was swinging her arms. Her small body was not like Lieutenant Garbo, and she could hardly see many muscle lines, but it gave Faust a full sense of strength.
The little maid swung her arms round, which made Faust feel ashamed. She immediately made a profound review and reflection on her attitude towards Miss Lilulu.
"Miss Lilulu, this time I will rely on you to take down those bad guys."
The only things Lilulu feared were ghosts and hunger. She was completely indifferent to the cultists.
"You are asking me, hehe." The maid grinned, "Please me more, beg me more, remember this attitude! Don't forget how you begged me today in the future!"
Faust fully agreed, pledging to remember Miss Lilulu's great kindness and, in his father's reputation, he swore that he would invite Lilulu for a big meal. After turning around, he forgot these nonsense and formulated a specific action policy with Lieutenant Garbo.
He blinked, still a little worried:
"Secretary Lieutenant, I'll leave you alone in the police station?"
Jiabao tied up his short flax and shoulder-colored hair, and the bun was just enough to fit into the space of the pointed helmet.
She sorted out her gray uniform and dark military uniform, and put on all the parts of the "Boncat" mecha. Every mechanical joint was spraying with gray-white water vapor.
"There is nothing to say, Mr. Faust, I'll leave it to you outside."
The lights at the police station in the distance have gone out, leaving only a limited time for the three.
Moreover, Faust was unable to determine: Will the "one-day prison" time cycle end at midnight today? Or will it end at dawn tomorrow?
If he and Garbo would return to daylight at midnight today, they would not be able to catch cult attackers.
Without waiting for Faust to say anything more, the "Boncat" mecha jumped out in its elegant and light posture, leaving only a shallow mark on the road.
At this time, the moon slowly poked its head out, and a silver moonlight fell vertically, shining on the shiny metal surface of the "Boncat", leaving a very beautiful and gorgeous back in Faust's eyes.
He laughed at himself: "I wish we can see the sun tomorrow."
Faust and Lilulu immediately followed, and the human body movement speed was difficult to catch up with light-powered armor like Bobcats.
However, Faust has the first "moth" attribute mark [Barber]. In addition to disguise, another extraordinary ability is acceleration.
As for Miss Lilulu, even Faust couldn't figure out the source of her power. With human training alone and a mechanical prosthesis, her speed was actually faster than that of both Faust and Lieutenant Garbo.
Faust could hardly see the back of the maid. He smiled bitterly and was a little worried, so he had to speed up and catch up.
"We must review it carefully in the future! Miss Lilulu cannot be regarded as an ordinary fool."
In the police station in the distance, as Lieutenant Garbo rushed over, Faust could vaguely hear the roar of the Divine Claw Dragon and the Little Thieves Dragon.
Things were expected, and the attackers arrived as scheduled, and Faust is now more concerned about the trace of the dart bat.
He remembered it very clearly: the dart bat flew into the police station from outside the window.
What does this mean?
Faust had a bold guess... I'm afraid there would be more than one attacker.
In the police station, there was a burst of noise of furniture being smashed, and sometimes there were some police screams. It seemed that people were not dead yet!
Outside the police station, Faust had already seen the figure of the dart bat. The huge bat was rushing towards the window, and Faust threw the swift sword in his hand to Lilulu.
"Miss Lilulu, fuck it to death!"
The Sword of Swift is the only weapon in Faust's hand. He was not worried at all, because Lilulu's combat power is obviously more trustworthy.
Lilulu stopped, and she glanced at Faust arrogantly, her face full of aura of "I have to rely on me".
The silver left arm seemed to hide its magical power, and its elbows were slightly bent. Lilulu directly held the middle part of the Sword of Swift Sword and threw the sword out like a marble.
With a whoosh, the throwing speed was so fast that it was scary.
The Sword of Swift was so fast that it was blurry that Faust could only see a flash of white light, and he couldn't even see the specific trajectory clearly.
When I noticed it again, the dart bat was already screaming. The sharp tip of the Swift Sword directly penetrated the dart bat's head, and dark brown blood sputtered everywhere.
Lilulu said complacently: "I'm fucked to death."
Faust swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was still scared: "I'm fucking to death."
"Miss Lilulu...I'm sorry."
"Ah?"
Before Faust could reveal his thoughts to Miss Lilulu, his desire to survive had shifted to another direction.
Another attacker.
"It turns out."
Faust looked coldly across the street, and another member of the Black Mass Order wearing a goat hood stood there quietly.
Behind the attacker, several other sergeant bats were gliding.
Faust opened his right hand and ordered, "Miss Lilulu, help me get the sword back."
"Did you not have a good hand?"
"Then I'll go get the sword, and I'll leave it to Lilulu..."
That being said, Faust still couldn't let Lilulu deal with the attacker alone.
After all, he didn't know how strong Lilulu was, nor did he know how powerful the new enemy was.
There are five T8-level dart bats behind the other party, and what about the other Darwin creatures? It is unknown. In this case, Faust would never dare to take risks with Lilulu.
He blocked Lilulu's face and urged in a low voice: "Go and get the sword... I'll call you master, go!"
Faust was unarmed, but he was not afraid of the attacker, but instead showed a confident and calm smile:
"The Black Mass Order... is it right? Let's talk about what you want first."
Lilulu heard a rare reply. Faust's tone was quite urgent, and the high-profile Master Faust did not hesitate to call her master. Of course, Lilulu was still very clear about the importance.
She had turned around quickly and took the Swift Sword back from the corpse of the dart bat.
Faust confronted the cultists across the street. He knew very well that the key to the trump card was not whether he had it, but whether the enemy thought you had it.
"Do you want me to hand over that thing?"
The cultist obviously hesitated when he heard this question. He waved his hand, and several dart bats that were ready to go also paused their attack.
"There's something here?"
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As we all know, nature is a bit unkind to most parts of the empire when it comes to distributing its gifts, especially in terms of energy. Compared with neighboring countries, the empire's bioenergy and chemical energy are relatively poor, and it is completely incompatible with the empire's developed industries and huge population.
Chapter completed!