Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 134 What a pity, not even an elite monster

The Saenz people are a nomad tribe in the Dasai Desert.

Unlike other nomadic peoples, the survival of this group of people does not rely on herding, but on violence.

Under normal circumstances, the predators would often wear khaki-colored clothing and camouflage themselves into the environment to lure unsuspecting travelers into traps, killing people and stealing goods.

When caravans or some nomads without much defense force are found, these people will usually surround them in groups on horseback, wear down their last strength, and finally swallow them up.

Sivir's family was killed by the Saenns during a raid on a Belgün caravan.

The screams of their parents when they were cut into serious injuries, the look on her face when she was a little girl running away before she died, and how they lost too much blood and died in a pool of blood...

All kinds of unforgettable memories turned into nightmares from time to time, making Sivir wake up in countless nights of sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that the incident happened closer to Belgun, and the governor there sent troops to the scene in time, I'm afraid she wouldn't be there now.

Although Sivir had avenged his revenge a year ago, personally killing the leader of the Sarns who participated in the looting and a group of elite fighters who accompanied him.

But revenge did not bring her the pleasure of relief, but made her even more empty...

Sivir clenched the center handle of the cross blade with a serious expression.

"It turned out to be a Saenz...Damn it, when will this group of butchers in Dasai be extinct?!" Sivir's deputy yelled angrily.

Sivir turned her head and glanced at the young subordinate who followed her to overthrow the former commander, "Arthur, have you forgotten what I taught you before?"

"Remain calm no matter what happens..."

When she said this, Arthur, who was already a little irritable because of the weather, calmed down instantly.

"Very good, cheer me up." Sivir turned his face back, his eyes were piercing, and he continued to look into the distance.

Li Lin, who was surrounded by mercenaries in the center, frowned, secretly controlled the three storms to fly high into the air, and entered a fighting state.

At this time, Cassiopeia, who was supported by two guards, walked up to him and asked, "Are you going to make a move?"

"Let's see the situation." Li Lin responded lightly, then pushed away the mercenaries in front of him and walked towards Sivir on the periphery.

Since he was wearing an airtight mechanical armor, the mercenaries were not worried about his safety, so they simply let him go.

And Kassadin, who had just returned to the crowd while holding Scarash to drink water before, also went straight to Li Lin from another direction, and finally stopped beside Sivir at the same time as him.

Kassadin glanced at Li Lin, then asked Sivir in a muffled voice, "Do you want me to help?"

"You shouldn't be good at fighting, right? Even though you're wearing such a suit of power armor... don't make any trouble, leave it to us." Sivir didn't look back, and rejected Kassadin.

Just when Kassadin wanted to refute something, Li Lin stopped him and shook his head at him.

The two stood silently behind Sivir until the dusty sky approached this hidden oasis.

A group of vagrants on horseback held various weapons and shouted and roared excitedly. They didn't stop until they reined in the reins and stopped more than ten meters away from the mercenary regiment waiting in full force.

When the dust raised by the horseshoes gradually dissipated, the leader of Saenz's 30 people, with a hideous scar on his face and very dark skin, was obviously the leader, a middle-aged man who squinted his eyes at Sivir.

But soon, his attention was attracted by Li Lin and Kassadin who were wearing power armor behind her.

Not only him, but the other looters also noticed the two of them, with surprise, curiosity and other expressions on their faces.

What the hell is this...

The leader of the Sarns stroked his chin with a thick beard, thinking in his heart.

He obviously has never seen Piltover's Hex technology, let alone Li Lin's power armor.

While the middle-aged man was deep in thought, Sivir said solemnly, "Saenz people, we have no intention of quarreling with you... If you want this water source, we can leave immediately."

She deliberately didn't say the name of her mercenary group, for fear of being recognized by the Saenz people and causing unnecessary trouble.

Generally speaking, the bandits in the desert would not clash with larger mercenary groups.

Unless the batch of living creatures escorted by the mercenaries is very valuable, they will take the risk and try it.

If it is found that the combat power is too disparate, these cunning looters will immediately escape by virtue of their mobility and the characteristic that mercenaries will not pursue them.

Sivir brought dozens of men this time, and there were more than a dozen of Cassiopeia's guards in the team. This group of Saenz robbers did not have an advantage in numbers.

And they are just expeditions, and they are not transporting valuable cargo.

According to Sivir's thinking, the new Saenz leader who doesn't know when he will succeed should not disregard the situation in front of him and fight desperately with the people on his side, there is absolutely no need for this.

Their purpose is likely to be this oasis.

Moreover, her men have already trekked all morning, and now they are all physically and mentally exhausted, even if they fight, they will not have an advantage.

It's just an oasis. They've already replenished the water source. It's worth it to exchange the bloodless situation for these looters...

However, Sivir's signature attire and crossbladed weapon gave her away.

"Sivir, the goddess of war in Nasram... Hehe, how long do you want to pretend to be with me?" The leader of the Sarns drew out the sharp scimitar from his waist and pointed it at Sivir, smiling coldly.

Damn it, being famous is a bad thing sometimes...

Sivir cursed inwardly, but there was a puzzled smile on his face, "Sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Pretend me again!" The leader was furious, "You killed my father a year ago, I will never forget this blood feud!"

So that old guy is your father?Then all I can say is good death.

Sivir snorted coldly in his heart, and at the same time clenched the Chalikar in his hand.

It seems that today's matter can't end well.

"They are the most important criminals on Belgun's wanted list, and I'm just doing it for that bag of flimsy gold coins."

Sivir looked at the increasingly gloomy expression on the man's face, deliberately chuckled and continued: "Let me think about it... a robber leader and 24 elite fighters are only worth 50 gold plates. Their lives are worthless." How cheap."

While verbally provoking the group of Saenz bandits who were obviously prepared, she carefully observed the actions of the leader and his subordinates, calculating in her mind where the crossblade might fall if she threw it.

"……you!"

The leader of Saenz's face turned red from Sivir's words, panting heavily, unable to utter a word.

After a moment.

Just as the leader of Saenz was about to order his subordinates to launch the first round of attack with bows and arrows, and when Sivir was about to throw Chalikar to take his life, Li Lin suddenly asked out of time:
"So, has the current situation reached the point where it cannot be reconciled?"

The leaders of Sivir and Saenz frowned deeply at the same time.

"This is not a statue, but a living person? Well, so it's a piece of armor?" The leader laughed, "Your armor is very good, now it belongs to..."

Before his words fell, he heard a loud "bang" in the air, which scared everyone present except Li Lin.

At the same time, the smiling face of the leader Saenz froze suddenly, and a bloody hole appeared between his brows.

In the next second, he fell from the horse with his life lost in an instant, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Boss!"

"leader?!"

"What was that sound just now?"

"How is this going?"

"..."

Li Lin looked calmly at the gangsters who panicked in front of him, and deliberately mocked in a pitiful tone: "It's so pitiful, you can't even count as an elite monster..."

Immediately, with a thought, he controlled the three air combat machines, storm robots that had been floating in the sky just now, to fall down.

It was just one of the robots that locked on the leader of Saenz and shot, knowing the life of this idiot.

"what is that?!"

"Vulture?"

"Idiot, how could the vulture be such an iron lump..."

"..."

With the help of the "semi-intelligent auxiliary chip", Li Lin let the weapon system of the storm robot lock all the robbers in front of him.

For these guys who don't put human life in their eyes and kill and steal, keeping them will only be a disaster.

Li Lin took a deep breath, and before the bandits could react, he gave an order to the three storm robots:
"Fire."

(End of this chapter)