dark moon

Chapter 367
"Boss, something is wrong." Macajerun lowered his body and observed the surroundings vigilantly. "There are many of them. They are everywhere in the darkness. They are... densely packed, tens of thousands. These guys definitely have bad intentions."

"Nonsense, dwarf." Mobak's tower shield was already in his hand and he was closely guarding the two mages. This is the position where he is needed most. "You can see the assault formation by looking at their positions. Right, and there are blood stains on his body, so there’s no way he has good intentions.”

"Shut up." Xiu Er ordered with a frown, "The defensive formation retreats, leans against the wall to guard, waits and sees temporarily, and does not take the initiative to attack. I don't know if you noticed just now, in the demonstration video of that personal armor, several times They all used metal puppets as targets. I thought it was just a habit at first, but now it seems that it may not be that simple. Be careful, they are moving."

Yes, the spider-shaped puppets in sight began to move slowly in formation. The shadows in the alley seeped forward like running water silently. The further forward, the faster the puppets' team moved. After a few seconds, He completely gave up hiding his tracks and began to charge.

"Hiss, hunting." Several shadow chasers looked at each other, secretly observing the prey, slowly approaching, and launching the final sprint at the extreme distance. This is the standard hunting mode. Damn it, these puppets are quite skilled in their movements. They are definitely not the first If they do something like this once, there is probably someone behind them, just like the leader hunter on the hunting ground.

"Ah!" A man covered in blood ran out of the dark alley. His sharp scream was filled with deep despair. The next moment, the short scream suddenly stopped, and a dozen mechanical puppets popped out of the alley. , the jagged metal legs easily tore through his body, turning him into a pool of bloody flesh in an instant.

However, his sacrifice was worthwhile. The screams alarmed the crowded pedestrians on the street. The noisy street was silent for a moment, and the whole city was surprisingly quiet. Only the sound of the limbs of metal puppets scratching the ground was amazing Sore teeth.

However, just like the calm before the storm, a moment later, a huge noise broke out among the crowd. The crowd was divided into two categories. The first category was panicked but not panicked. Although they screamed, their actions were very orderly. fled towards the surrounding buildings.

The actions of the other group of people are worth pondering, accounting for about 30.00%. They actually went against the crowd and rushed in the direction of the mechanical puppet. While walking through the crowd, they took out weapons from various parts of the body, and both The human-like cooperation is very tacit. Seeing people with weapons coming from the opposite direction, the crowd will take the initiative to make way for a path when they evacuate, at least they will not push them back to the original place.

"Militia." In the darkness, the Shadow Chasers watched the city turn from calm to turmoil. Shuer pointed at those who took out their weapons and said, "Just look at the movements and coordination."

Indeed, the courage of these people is commendable, and their reaction speed is worthy of recognition, but their movements are too stiff. At first glance, they look like novices with insufficient training and no experience in fighting. Especially some militiamen actually started to attack the metal puppets in the crowd. When shooting, he obviously overestimated his accuracy and underestimated the penetrating power of the weapon. Many fleeing citizens were frightened and fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, and were then cut into pieces by the mechanical puppets that followed.

"No wonder the people here have those kind of powered personal armors and high-performance thermal weapons. I'm afraid it's just to guard against these things." Militi and Mia squeezed together tightly, hiding in Moback's tower shield. Afterwards, the Necromancer said thoughtfully, "When they saw the metal puppet, they didn't show any surprise at all. The two sides must be old rivals, otherwise they wouldn't be so calm."

"Well, that's why the regime encourages people to hold weapons and trains a large number of militiamen." Mia nodded, "However, the proportion of militiamen is a bit too high. Except for the elderly and teenagers, at least half of the prime-age people have militia skills." Identity. They are said to be militiamen, but in fact they are just cannon fodder to delay time. It is probably very unrealistic to really rely on them to eliminate metal puppets of this scale."

Yes, everyone found that they still underestimated the number of metal puppets. These little things were like swarms of ants, pouring out of the darkness in an endless stream. They were endless, and no one could find their source. Like growing out of the ground.Wait, underground?
"Saff, listen to the sewers." Any large city has sewers, otherwise the city cannot function at all, and dirty sewers are the best way to invade the city. There is an endless supply of puppets, which can only be...

"There is no sound from below, except for the normal sound of water flowing." Safu's ears twitched, and she shook her head cautiously at Shuer, "The puppet's lair is definitely not down there."

"Tsk, what the hell." Shuer curled his lips, "If we can't find the source, they may never be able to kill all the enemies. The number of puppets is increasing."

The city that was once brightly lit is now filled with smoke. More and more spider-shaped puppets have taken up most of the field of vision. There are no non-combatants on the streets, at least no living ones. Only a large number of militia members are left. The armed front is fighting fiercely with the metal puppets.

The results of the battle are remarkable. There are puppets that constantly explode into fireballs under the bullets. Metal parts are scattered in all directions, and no whole corpses are left until they die. However, this is meaningless, because it is not their number that limits the combat effectiveness of the puppets, but the city. space, now the puppets have filled all the areas they occupy, and they are densely packed and crowded.Now the militiamen don't have to worry about the accuracy of their shooting, because if they shoot casually, they can always hit the enemy as long as they don't shoot at their own people.

I don’t know what the situation is like in other areas of the city, but judging from the explosions in the distance and the rising smoke columns, I’m afraid it’s not optimistic. If nothing else, I’m afraid this puppet invasion was planned for a long time, and a large amount of money was invested at one time. troops to launch an all-round attack on the entire city.

"The situation on the human side is not good." Although the balance of victory is getting more and more tilted, the Shadow Chasers have no intention of participating in the war. This is their world's own battle, and it is not appropriate to join rashly. And more importantly, Everyone's location has long been occupied by the puppet army, but no puppet has attacked them from beginning to end. This does not mean that they do not exist, otherwise the puppets will not take the initiative to avoid them. To be precise...

"They treat us as their own people, which is really good news." Yes, the integration of the messenger's divine power will make the observers try to ignore the violation and regard the shadow chasers as their own people. This is not just for living creatures, look Even mechanical puppets are no exception.

"Boom", the loud noise was not an explosion, but the sound of a building collapsing. A metal figure nearly two people tall stood up from the ruins of the building. The huge gun in his hand was spinning crazily, spitting out blue tongues of fire. .

The personal battle armor that was only seen in the video finally joined the battle.

　It’s still two chapters, but the word count is only [-]. Today and tomorrow will be like this, and Tuesday will be normal.

　　
　
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