Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1110 Don’t we need to think of a title again?

Armed goddess, full firepower.

The black sea was ancient and quiet. Endless tides came from all directions, washing over the sacred and beautiful machine, causing strands of bright and shining light to float against the tide, but it could not shake Alice's heart in the slightest. Under her control, the machine slowly retracted its arms, crossed its two swords in front of it, and took a defensive posture; a pair of slender and dangerous blade feet also rose, folded inward from the knees, and also crossed each other. With the unique, rigorous and precise operation system of the mechanical structure, the X formed by the crossed swords just happened to be spliced ​​together with the X formed by the crossed blade feet, making a bite sound like a steel concerto.

If the naked eye could still see through the darkness, the audience of this battle would see that the swordsman, who had just made people feel elegant and decisive with his continuous and fierce attacks, had turned into a mechanical sphere floating in the void as the body was gathered and closed. The double blades and blade feet in front just formed a shield, and the star flames gushing from the blades were the shield emblem that never went out, resisting all attacks from the enemy. Only the diamond pattern formed by the two X-shaped splicing was not included in the defense range. Through this hole, you can see the shining gem embedded in the chest of the Armed Goddess - this is the area where the driver is located, and it is also the power source of the body.

At the same time, behind the machine, the sound of gears and bearings running came from the steel sword wings, and each sharp blade feather on the wing bone was expanding upward and outward, revealing cold edges in the darkness. Against the backdrop of the spherical machine body, there was clearly no actual change in volume or weight, but the space occupied by the wings suddenly expanded several times, and it even felt like it had occupied the entire space, erecting a towering wall in the dark ocean. Each blade feather on the wall was a turret, baring its cold fangs at its enemies.

"Full bomb——"

Alice's full-throated voice came from the cockpit. The next moment, countless blue lights burst out from the power furnace in the heart of the chest like liquid, and continuously flowed into the steel wings behind along the mechanical lines on the surface of the spherical body. The tracks connecting the blade feathers became channels for energy transmission at this time. The shining lights quickly extended straight up along the gray wing surface, and then meandered to both sides, outlining a huge tree-like star map, just like using paint to paint geometric snowflakes on the solemn and cold steel, giving people a sense of grandeur and magnificence.

When the energy was injected to the limit, every blade feather on the wings sparkled in the overflowing starlight, and it even felt like the universe was re-opened in this dark space, the genius player gave the order with high momentum: "Fire!!!"

As soon as the words fell, the power reactor on the chest of the Armed Goddess suddenly burst into astonishing light and heat, as if there was an everlasting sun hidden within it.

The next moment, it seemed as if one hundred billion bright stars rose into the sky at the same time.

The shining steel blade feathers broke away from the wing surface one after another, dragging the whistling tail flames, sweeping across the long night. The graceful arc-shaped ballistic trajectories instantly covered the sky above, just like someone holding a paintbrush and drawing bright lines on this black paper, trying to dye it into its original color with amazing momentum. The extreme energy gave birth to the extreme light, and the extreme light burst out with extreme temperature and heat. The darkness was no longer dissipated in front of the gunfire of the Armed Goddess, but should be described as melting. Just as ice and snow would melt miserably in the sunlight, darkness would also melt into ashes under this overwhelming and continuous baptism of gunfire.

There is no need to consider how to lock on to the target, because there are targets everywhere. As long as the firepower covers a large enough range, Alice believes that even if Karaboss hides in a corner at the end of the universe, he will not be able to escape this fierce artillery attack.

There is no need to consider the issue of energy, because the so-called super robot naturally uses the "heart" as energy. As long as the love, courage and justice in the heart are still burning, the energy that supports her to continue pouring out firepower will never be exhausted. The fighting spirit of the genius player is at its highest point. She is full of confidence in this battle. The fierce momentum even makes the brightest star in the universe retreat 30,000 kilometers.

There was no need to even consider the problem of running out of ammunition. After each blade feather was transformed into a shell and fired, the original position would be quickly filled with blade feathers of the same specifications, as if in this pair of steel sword wings, there was actually a mechanical factory that never stopped, producing a large number of shells every moment to provide full support for the front-line operations. From the time Alice issued the bombardment order to the present, the full firepower coverage program of the Armed Goddess had lasted for a full ten seconds, but there was still no intention of stopping. Wave after wave of continuous offensives dropped an amount of ammunition that could not be calculated in numbers on the battlefield. If all the energy and heat generated by these ammunition were concentrated, people would even feel that it might even be able to reignite extinguished stars?

Under the constant bombardment of artillery fire, cracks gradually appeared in Karaboss's territory. The beasts hiding in the darkness and choosing their prey did not even have time to utter a wail before they evaporated in the extreme light and heat. The vivid traces, like melting ice and snow, made the entire territory look like a tattered rag, drooping feebly, and it was feared that it would be completely peeled off in the next second.

After the darkness faded, light returned to the horizon. On Yunjing Sky Island, Yieta finally regained her sense of direction and no longer needed to move forward in the dark. But this did not mean that she could completely relax, because the full missile launch of the Armed Goddess also covered the path that Sky Island took to leave the battlefield. She had to choose to take a detour and try to avoid the fire range of friendly forces. However, this was equivalent to bypassing the entire battlefield and the efficiency was not improved much.

Alice, immersed in the fire output, did not realize that she had caused a little trouble to her teammates. She seemed willful and only cared about pouring out firepower, but in fact, controlling the artillery fire only occupied a small part of her attention, and more of her mind was still focused on being vigilant to the enemy who had not yet appeared. At this time, her peripheral vision keenly caught a tiny figure flashing from the distant darkness, and the pupils of the genius player suddenly shrank slightly: "Found you!" Alice adjusted the direction of her wings, allowing more shells to fly towards the enemy's area. The neat and dense arc trajectory whistled across the sky, covering the entire range visible to the naked eye, interweaving into an airtight firepower network, firmly blocking every retreat of the opponent. If you look down from a higher perspective at this time, you will be surprised to find that this network seems to be controlled by a pair of invisible hands, consciously shrinking the battlefield gradually into an extremely narrow range. That was Alice deceiving her opponent, trying to make her mistakenly believe that there was the only safe area in this way, but what was it actually? She had already prepared a killer waiting.

Unfortunately, the opponent of the genius player will not do as she wishes. If Alice's control skills and tactical awareness all come from her experience in the game, then Karabosse's experience is honed from countless bloody battles. She may not be a skilled player, but she is definitely a calm and experienced fighter. She saw through the trap set by Alice at a glance, so she did not retreat but advanced, rushing up towards the overwhelming artillery fire.

The darkness that seemed to be indissoluble quietly emerged behind her, turning into streams of flowing and boiling shadow-colored fire. The dark witch put her hand into the fire, her face unchanged, as if she could not feel the cold and silence that was enough to make the soul fall into the abyss. She grabbed something, and with a little force, she pulled it out. In her hand, there was already a blazing shadow sickle. It should be a weapon used by giants, even larger than the bloody sickle used by Countess Never's before. The length of the handle alone exceeded that of the captain of the Star Knight. The curved blade extended by the shadow flame at the end was even more slender and sharp, making people wonder if it really had a crescent moon hanging on it. If not, how could it have such a beautiful, so cold, and so murderous arc?
This was a weapon that seemed more suitable for the Armed Goddess, but now it was held in Carabosse's hands, and it also showed amazing power. The Dark Witch swung the flaming shadow scythe without any hindrance, just like the god of death swung his scythe, and the scythe blade danced in the void in a series of gorgeous and chaotic trajectories, accurately intercepting every blade feather flying towards her. Those blade feathers were either cut off by the scythe blade and exploded before they could get close to the target; or they were bounced off by the scythe handle, and the arc-shaped trajectory turned strangely, flying a distance, and then blooming an inconspicuous spark in a farther place. No shell could break through the interception of the storm swept by the giant scythe, just like no matter how great the power of human technology is, it can never compare with the power of nature.

The artillery roared, and sparks of light bloomed in the universe, illuminating the monotonous and deep background. The dark witch went upstream in the tide of artillery fire, sometimes swinging her blade horizontally, sometimes turning back and slashing, and each movement showed a breathtaking precision and elegance. Just as the Armed Goddess was a master of swordsmanship, and had mastered all the techniques and uses of this weapon since its birth, Carabosse was also familiar with the weapon in her hand. To be more precise, she was familiar with every means and technique of killing, so that every audience who witnessed this scene had to believe that if she was not holding a giant sickle in her hand, but a sword, a musket or even a wooden stick, she could still do the same thing.

The witch kept a moderate but oppressive speed, rushing against the current, unstoppably cutting off and shredding countless oncoming shells. The brilliant sparks produced by the explosions were like fleeting fireworks in the dark night, shocking and yet extremely cold.

"Want to fight me head-on?"

Alice's heart sank when she saw this scene, and then she sneered disdainfully: "Then I will satisfy you!"

It hasn't been long since the Armed Goddess suppressed the Dark Witch with the Sword Dance Program. Has the other party forgotten the power of these two blades? Super robots are not the turrets of your Witch Society that can only use long-range fire suppression and mecha-man-wave tactics, not to mention that you are so arrogant that you don't even want to bring your own constructed mecha.

Then don't blame me for making you taste defeat!

Alice unleashed the last wave of artillery fire, not expecting the barrage to cause too much trouble to the opponent, just to slow down her advance. Then the machine slowly opened its arms and legs, re-extending its double swords in the form of arms and a pair of slender and sharp blade feet, returning to human form, and the steel wings behind it snapped and gathered with a dull biting sound, as if they were reconnected to the mecha. After a short flameout, the blade feathers with a metallic luster on the surface once again spurted out radial star-blue flames, pushing the Armed Goddess forward. Reflecting the driver's belief in victory, the steel wings output power at the highest power, and its huge flames formed a large range of beams, and even gathered into a magnificent jet thousands of yards long behind it. The terrifying acceleration made it impossible to see the process of the machine's advancement, but to see phantoms jumping non-stop in space.

But at the same time, the Dark Witch Carabosse also sped up, wielding the huge Shadow Scythe in an elegant and gorgeous manner. In the roaring and shining baptism of artillery fire, her movements did not sluggish at all, but became faster and faster. As if deliberately confronting the Armed Goddess, she gradually turned into a dancing comet, speeding up and sprinting, and the deep and condensed dark flames wrapped around the surface of the comet were like the flame tail of a butterfly, rolling with an unquenchable stream of fire.

The star-blue mecha and the pitch-black witch charged at each other under the curtain of the universe. Although it was only for a moment, the scene really gave people a thrilling feeling, so much so that the spectators watching the battle held their breath at the same time, as if they were afraid that any slight sound would affect the battle between the two sides - and in fact, their breathing was far from strong enough to reach the ears of the warring parties, not to mention that at this moment they only had their opponents in their eyes.

It is as if on a dark, endless canvas, a shining star-blue straight line and a burning black straight line start from the two ends of the canvas, and extend towards each other vigorously, resolutely, and with unstoppable momentum, crossing the distance between them and finally colliding with each other. Then the picture stops, time stops, everything stops, but the two lines keep moving forward, each trying to break through the other's obstacles and dye the other half of the canvas with its own color.

Who will collapse first?
The sword and the scythe are intertwined.

Give me some meow