In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Another rocket blasted out, and he took out a three-meter-long machete from his back, stepped on the ground with both feet, and slashed down heavily from mid-air!

Like cutting cheese with a sharp blade, the centaur leader in the lead was cut in half from the middle before he even had time to scream.

When the tiger entered the flock, ordinary miscellaneous soldiers couldn't break through the defense at all, but their relatively strong bodies were extremely fragile at this moment, and they were killed by Rosen like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Activation of the concept dress - the terrifying demon pig!"

Rosen increased his strength again, and the dark mecha surface glowed red, and now the slaughter was smoother. Every time the blades passed by, there was a bloody storm, and Rosen also turned into a steamroller, and entered the town from the entrance of the town.

The town was in chaos. Hundreds of monsters gathered in front of the church. The leader with his back and wings covered in green skin was a rare demon.

Demons are undoubtedly a high-level breed in the monster army, and their status is even close to that of giant dragons. Their power is comparable to that of low-level heroic spirits. Not only do they have high IQs, but they are also extremely cunning in battle.

Layers upon layers of subordinates surrounded the target, slashing and stabbing with spears in the front, and shooting with bows and arrows in the back. Under the extremely methodical attack, the saint was defeated steadily.

However, even if the target had already shown signs of decline, the demon still held back, as if waiting for a chance to kill!

The javelins rained down, and a radius of tens of meters had been razed to the ground. Joan of Arc, who lacked cover and magic power, finally showed her flaws.

There was a very humane grin on the devil's face, and he raised his right hand, and the purple magic power was condensed in the palm of his hand, just about to be activated, when the sound of houses collapsing came from behind.

bang...

Dust splashed, a huge robot rushed out, its body was red, and countless plasma was dripping on the ground, and it was holding a goblin in its hand. With the sound of bones breaking, this poor subordinate was squeezed into a fist. Beach rotten meat.

"Wh...who?" The devil came back to his senses. The energy emitted by this 'artifact' was far inferior to his own. degree.

The robot didn't speak, but walked faster and faster. When it rushed to a hundred meters away, there was a roar:

"Demon! Hand over your heart!!"

Containing the resentment of countless moon people, the machete slashed down in the air. The demon was bewildered, and subconsciously condensed a magic spear to block it upwards, but as soon as he touched it, a look of fear appeared in the demon's eyes.

Too much power!It is completely incomparable with the magic fluctuations emitted!The demon, who had long been accustomed to using energy to judge the strength of the enemy, was caught off guard, and his legs were pressed down to kneel on the ground.

The ground that had been in disrepair for a long time shattered, and before the demon went mad, the second knife was cut again, and Rosen immediately turned into a pile driver, smashing the enemy down with one knife.

The body emitted white smoke due to overload, and the demon's waist was already sunk into the ground. The monsters besieging Joan of Arc hurriedly turned around and tried to rescue the leader from Rosen.

"You can't kill me!!" The devil almost went mad after being slapped once, forming a magic shield in the indistinct syllables, but as soon as he raised his head, his ferocious face froze.

I saw a black and hard gun with a full 75 mm muzzle on the forehead, and the eyes of the man-made object burst out with red light.

"Death!" Without mercy, Rosen directly pulled the trigger, and the origin bullet shot straight at zero distance, piercing through the magic shield in an instant, and then the demon's head was beaten into a rotten watermelon, and the red and white things splashed more than ten meters away. .

Before the white smoke from the gun cleared, the machete had already thrown the demon's chest away. After a glance, Rosen drew out the blade dully.

It turns out that the devil really has no intentions!

The 'lie' was finally exposed by him, and full of resentment, Rosen killed the group of stunned miscellaneous soldiers.

Slashing with long knives, supplemented by machine gun shooting, the low-level monsters who lost their command all became mentally retarded. They rushed up like moths to the flame, and then turned into mutilated corpses everywhere. After two minutes, no one could survive. Standing monster.

Rosen repaired the knife on each corpse, and then escaped from the mecha after confirming that no one was alive. The current prototype can no longer see the original color, and all kinds of greasy blood stains on it look extremely disgusting.

"I still need to continue to optimize the airframe, even my third-rate magic power can't bear it." As a 'test pilot', Rosen put forward his own opinion.

"Accepted, but Master, this plan was originally intended for the weak and weak. It is not necessary to strengthen the level of magic power." Babbage was very calm. The fundamental purpose of the plan was to strengthen the weak. became a burden.

Inherent skills and Noble Phantasms cannot be deployed, and no matter how high the normal attack enhancement is, it is not worthwhile.

"Well, the special-purpose machine and the mass-produced machine should be separated. The special-purpose machine is not for ordinary people to use. This is an order." Rosen didn't bother to explain the difference between 'Gundam' and 'Zaku'. Anyway, for himself, power armor disadvantages are not affected.

"Yes, I will adjust the strength of the body, and assemble a mass-produced model in the shortest possible time."

"Pay attention to let Arash fill the origin bomb. When his mana is exhausted, he will replace it with Medea. Reserve more bullets of various calibers."

"receive."

Rosen conveyed the order like a commander in chief, turned his head, and happened to see Joan looking at him.

The saint stood in the corner, her white war robe was mostly torn, and her face was full of disbelief, as if something she saw in a movie suddenly appeared in reality.

She walked forward with a frown, her iron boots ticking in the river of blood. This kind of mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood had already been experienced many times. Joan of Arc didn't care, but touching the scars on the surface of the mecha always felt a sense of illusion.

"Where... did you pull it out??"

"This is my inherent skill, just like this." Rosen raised his hand, and as the space distorted, the power armor disappeared instantly.

"Don't lie to me, how can there be such inherent skills, just don't want to talk about it." Jeanne waved her hand, everyone has their own secrets, she didn't want to ask more, but after looking at the corpses everywhere, she was shocked by the machine. Got some interest.

"This machine has the ability to increase? How did it do it?"

Rosen's current magic power is slightly stronger than hers, but dealing with monsters is like chopping melons and vegetables, and the actual combat power is several times higher than the energy fluctuation!

"Jeanne, the biggest difference between humans and monkeys is that they can use tools. Power armor can not only increase strength, but also conceal magic power. Do you feel the difference?"

The saint closed her eyes and felt for a while. Sure enough, there was only the aftermath of her own magic power in the air, and after Luo Sen had killed so many people, the few wisps of breath had already drifted away with the wind.

"Magic hidden device?!"

"No, it's because I didn't use my magic power to fight at all. I just used magic power as an energy source." Rosen smiled. He didn't know how Babbage and Medea did it. Anyway, it's easy to use .

Looking at Joan's interested expression, Rosen suddenly didn't want to go deeper into this issue, and shook his head: "Okay, this technology is not for sale, and now is not the time to discuss trade, you have to run for your life." Row."

The terrain of the valley prevented the sound of the cannon from spreading, but there was not much time left, and the monster had to flee far away before it reacted.

It was night now, and the moonlight barely made it possible for people to see the road clearly. Rosen and Joan of Arc were decisive people, and they went on the road immediately, leaving only a large pile of corpses lying in the town, just like what they did ten years ago. .