Him and their stars

At the moment when bullets rained out from the roaring machine cannon, Brunhildt's mind went blank for a moment.

She didn't want to see an innocent woman and child being torn into pieces, and perhaps, she didn't want to see herself helpless.

But at this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure flashing in front of the crowd, rising suddenly with the ripples in the air. The bullet fell into the vortex formed by the air flow and could no longer move forward.

Brunhilt had already seen the figure of the man clearly and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

He is a noble man with great martial ethics and chivalrous spirit!

A flash of appreciation flashed in King Suliuka's heart, and then his face sank. He tightened his wrist and stabbed more than ten times in an instant. All the sword edges hit one point. The sharp blade made of nanomachines on the woman's wrist suddenly began to crack.

She was now ready to give it a go. Of course, she had no idea that the "cavalier with great chivalry" was now missing his life.

who I am? Where am I? What on earth am I going to do? While Yu Lian was thinking about life, the force field vortex formed by his spiritual energy was retracted, and the bullets floating in the air suddenly seemed to have lost gravity and clattered to the ground.

…Wasn’t I planning to go out with the crowd just now? Why did you rush out to save people?

In fact, long before the cyborg assassin opened fire on the mother and son, Yu Lian almost didn't even think about it and instinctively dodged in front of the other party.

As a "God Forger" who follows a balanced path, he currently does not have the ability to master turtle shell skills such as force field shields, so he can only use the most basic telekinesis skills to form a force field vortex to stop bullets. ——Of course he can also use skills such as elemental cells to turn his body into steel to resist, but wouldn’t he lose all his strength in this way?

But we also know that the more basic a skill is to achieve advanced effects, the more it tests the psyker's subtle manipulation ability. Therefore, after such a fierce and powerful operation with no sound and light effects, Yu Lian actually felt a little tired.

What a big loss!

He sighed in his heart, and looked back at the mother and son whom he had rescued, only to find that the noble lady had already gotten up. She didn't even have time to say thank you, and was squeezing toward the door while holding him in her arms.

However, the little boy had stopped crying and was looking at him curiously and adoringly with his big eyes open.

To be honest, such a young child was not frightened in an emergency. Although he was crying, he still wanted to protect his mother. With this courage and sense of responsibility, his future was already limitless. As long as he doesn't die young, he will most likely grow into an outstanding person in the future.

...But then again. The best among the imperial nobles is at least an elite monster or even a mini-boss to the ordinary working people and the people of the earth, right? Does this count as digging a hole for myself?

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Lian suddenly wanted to laugh at himself.

What if this child grows up to be a vanguard of nationalism (woo) and an executioner who massacres and suppresses the people in the future? At least now, he is a brave and good boy. He and his mother were just innocent women and children who were unfortunately involved in an assassination incident.

Even the knight-errants who used force to break the law in the feudal era would not leave helpless women and children without mercy. What's more, this hero is Teacher Li's apprentice after all. A Bolshevik who has ideals and pursues three correct views, he can't be free to testify because of things that haven't happened in the future, right?

Yu Lian gave the brave aristocratic child a reassuring smile and stood where he was, blocking the path the cyborg killer might take to attack the people.

This is just in case.

In fact, at this time, the assassin had been stabbed through the neck by Brunhild's sword. Scarlet blood seeped out of the shocking gap, but at the same time, transparent liquid and flashing arcs of electricity spattered out.

This guy's modifications are really crazy. Even a vital part like the throat is covered with mechanical and energy pipes. For normal people, this is really unacceptable. No, even the tough ladies present showed expressions of astonishment, and even couldn't hide a kind of physical disgust.

Yu Lian had to say that these girls were really inexperienced. Those modified monsters from the Brotherhood and the Fourteenth Battalion can hardly greet anyone unless their hearts are replaced with miniature nuclear reactors.

However, even if more than half of the body parts are mechanical prosthetics, this is by no means an injury that can be remedied. Although this Miss "Wenna" did not subconsciously reach out to cover her neck like a normal person, her movements were obviously stiff.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Countess Giafel swooped over and hit the prosthetic man in the face with a knee. Her knee collision obviously had a concussive effect, knocking out the mosaic effect on the person's head on the spot, which made Yu Lian feel a little scared.

Why do you girls always like to use your knees when fighting? Wouldn’t it be nice to pinch your little fists and beat your chest?

As for the prosthetic killer, he lost his balance and fell to the ground on the spot, his head cracking like a broken building block. Obviously, this was because her leader's nanomachine was destroyed on the spot by the vibration caused by psychic energy.

As a result, the lower part of her face took on a rather curious posture, revealing a half-mechanical, half-flesh mouth and throat. The eyebrows on the upper half of the head and face were strangely distorted and deformed. After a twitch, the appearance of another person was directly revealed.

"This, she transformed through nanomachines." Giafel was suddenly startled, but she was still worried. She immediately reached out and inserted her hand into the other person's chest, and then pulled. As if she was disemboweling the enemy with her bare hands, she forcefully took out a glimmering instrument from the torso of the prosthetic body.

"This is his energy power core..." the countess said solemnly.

Few people know that in addition to being an excellent astral knight, Giaphiel also received a master's degree in mechanical engineering when he was a university student at the Royal Naval Academy of the Empire. He often dealt with various autonomous machines. This ability Quickly find the opponent's energy core.

Sure enough, the assassin's body trembled for a moment, and then stopped moving like a machine that had lost power.

However, Brunhilt glanced at the opponent's wound, looked at the blood dripping out and the still twitching organs, and quickly made a judgment: "Prosthetic person?"

Giafel frowned and nodded.

Of course they know that the Galactic Empire prohibits the transformation of prosthetic bodies, but they also know that this kind of thing cannot be completely banned.

Among other things, among the "Heroes" sectors on the borders of the empire that were specifically used to exile criminals, there were cyborgs who had transformed themselves into crazy cyborgs. Local managers also turned a blind eye to this. Anyway, the imperial government's requirement for those places is to pay the money and deliver the goods on time, and it doesn't bother to pay attention to the rest. What's more, prosthetics can work much more efficiently than ordinary people.

"But, is nanomachines prosthetic? I have never heard of this technology." Giafel quickly pointed out the problem.

Brynhildr nodded, looked at Ostana who had come to her side, and commanded in a deep voice: "Let her live."

Ostana nodded, squatted down and touched the prosthetic assassin, and a warm white light flashed through. Her wound stopped bleeding immediately. However, it would be too superficial to think that this expressionless intellectual beauty is a nurse with a cold face and a warm heart. She rolled her hand wrapped in white light up and down the assassin's body, and then suddenly touched her lower abdomen. There was a pause.

"Stand away, Your Highness," she said.

Obviously, Miss Ostana has sensed the potential source of danger through psychic energy.

As the intelligence director of King Suliuka, she is very knowledgeable. You should know that the basic professional ethics of a professional assassin should be to be prepared to commit suicide on the spot without leaving any evidence if the action fails. What's more, with this kind of prosthetic man whose heart can be changed into a battery, it is very easy to install a bomb in his belly.

"Just do it." Brynhilt said expressionlessly, but did not move a step.

Miss Ostana probably knew her master's character very well and was very confident in his strength, so she didn't try to persuade him anymore and just tore open the assassin's lower abdomen with her hands. As a result, this poor assassin lady was disemboweled twice in a row with bare hands. If the head and tail were cut off and only the middle section was left, it would be enough to be used in a horror movie.

Ostana quickly took out a silver ball that was a circle smaller than a marble, and then showed a confused look. She worked in intelligence, but she had never seen a bomb with this structure. She couldn't help but look at Gia Feier, who had the attributes of a military engineer.

However, the female knight with the attributes of a military engineer also shook her head.

This is the Mega Crystal Bomb, a weapon developed by Dr. Mega Noda, the master of technology at the Fourteenth Workshop. The crystals of the main warhead are concentrated with high-explosive particles, and are more than five times more powerful than the current mainstream high-explosives in various countries. However, I won't talk about this kind of thing.

In addition, the technical content of this kind of crystal bomb is actually not very high. Even if it falls into the hands of the empire in advance, it will not be a big deal.

Ostana didn't show any disappointment at all. She didn't think this was bad news. As long as you can analyze things you haven't seen before, you will definitely gain a lot. She sensed the object with her spiritual energy and determined that the energy inside her wife had fallen into a cooling state, and then handed it to a guard who had just arrived.

At this time, the situation at the scene was finally getting a little more orderly. Seeing that the assassin had been "killed". The guests who had been frightened and panicked just now calmed down, and finally a group of guards squeezed through the crowd and entered the house.

They are obviously well-trained elites, which is evident from the complete equipment they carry. There was a sergeant major who looked very capable at first glance. He first fastened two electromagnetic chains on the miserable assassin, then took out a needle as long as a child's arm, and inserted it hard as if giving an injection to an animal. into the opponent's body, and then it only took less than two seconds to press the entire tube of potion into it.

If ordinary people were tortured like this, it would be strange if their blood didn't flow backwards. However, considering that this Miss Cyborg Assassin has even replaced her heart with a battery, she might actually take this bite. No, she did start breathing again.

Of course, considering the lower part of the assassin's face, it's hard to tell whether he's breathing or collapsing because the nanomachines have collapsed so horribly. So, a soldier directly slapped a strange-looking mask on her face, threw it on a powered stretcher with its own life-support device, and walked out the door.

Brunhilt watched the assassin's body being sent out of the door, and then showed an awkward smile to Yu Lian: "...I'm sorry, today was supposed to be a good night. Unfortunately, in this universe, There are always all kinds of dirty, rotten monsters and monsters appearing, but there is no pleasant time at all.”

Yu Lian glanced at the other party, feeling somewhat sympathetic to her. It was really unlucky for a daughter of the Wang family to hold a large-scale dance as the host for the first time, and to end up in this situation. Maybe I will have a psychological shadow on this kind of activity from now on, and I will isolate myself from the social world from now on.

Emmm, if you think about it this way, Brynhilt's popularity among the empire's top brass might be affected to some extent. If this little butterfly flaps its wings a few times, she might not be able to ascend to the throne of God in the future. Isn’t this a great merit?

Thinking of this, Yu Lian comforted him in a gentle tone: "This is where our universe is imperfect. However, it is precisely because of imperfection that it makes sense for us to rise up!"

King Suliuka didn't know if he was comforted, but he did show a relieved smile: "I have sealed off the Holy Tree Palace, and I still need to spend some time to conduct investigations. Yu Lianqing will rest here now and don't move around."

So, can I eat oranges? I just noticed that there are a lot of snacks on the table over there. They must have been made by Duke Androtier, right? There was a plate that looked like oranges, but the smell was definitely some kind of baked snack, but I didn’t know how it was made.

"Don't worry, I just confirmed that Mr. Qi's place is safe." Brynhilt added.

Yu Lian thought to himself that I am not worried about his old man at all. There were obviously a few psykers among the fans who had just surrounded him and left, so they should be relatively safe.

Brunhild was now ready to leave. However, just after she took a few steps away, she suddenly remembered something and suddenly turned her head again: "By the way, Yu Lianqing, how did you just...find out the other party's identity?"