The Ark: Reincarnation of Light and Darkness

Men in armor appeared silently on the battlefield.

The armor gave him a certain ability to distort light, allowing him to act as stealthy as if using optical camouflage when he was motionless.

The beam of light that unravaged the cliff came from the hammer-shaped staff in his hand, and the heated beam was condensed and precise, and the high-speed energy pulse destroyed the giant claw that bound the cliff without hurting him by half a point.

“...... Thanks, thank you. "

The young man of Kates couldn't help but stutter thanks to the object who did not know whether he was friend or foe.

In the moment just now, he really thought that he couldn't run away - the solid claws obviously came with some kind of powerful source stone spell, and the strength of him and a few companions alone would definitely not be able to accurately disintegrate it.

However, the one who helped him solve the siege did not seem to be in a good mood as he was for the rest of his life.

When the hot red energy pulse knocked out two soldiers who tried to sneak up on him from behind, the Katis boy realized that he was not completely out of danger.

"Sorry! ...... Let's rush out first! "

Cliff just wanted to raise his hand to use the floating blade again, but the weapon in his hand made a strange noise, and then a black smoke came out.

(Oops... Weapons......! ）

Without the base of the staff as a medium, the floating blade is just an ordinary, flightless blade. And once it falls into a situation without weapons, the combat effectiveness of the cliff will also be greatly reduced.

However, before the cliff could react, several crossbow arrows caught pieces of black feathers, killing all the enemies within a few meters in front of him.

When the Katis boy reacted, his retreat route had been secured.

"Wait, and..."

Thinking that the person who relieved him was still not far away, the cliff was anxious, and he was about to call the other party to retreat with him, but he saw the man in the helmet shook his head slightly towards him.

(He is...) What do you mean? ...... Not ready to retreat? ）

Soon, he understood.

The man - there is no need to retreat at all.

The claw-shaped staff in his hand is like a weapon to harvest life in the battlefield, and each shot can quickly take away a life.

As a spell medium, such a weapon does not need to consider the problem of overheating of the barrel at all, as long as the caster's strength is enough, these two "hammers" can exert the firepower that only dozens of snipers can exert.

While shooting, several grenades-like round things were "thrown" from the backpack behind the man's back, fell into the crowd, and then burst into flames and explosions.

The man himself is a moving powder magazine ....

In an instant, the cliff had a very absurd feeling, feeling that the troops of hundreds of people, in front of this man, may not really be a strong enemy.

Soon, more and more people fell after the Mandalorian attack, seemingly unable to bear the casualties, and the commander behind the force finally ordered a retreat. The survivors of the battle seemed to have been given orders long ago, and scattered to retreat to the depths of the twelve-tone street.

The Mandalorian lowered the staffed staff in his hand.

Perhaps on the frontal battlefield, the man wearing the helmet can suppress these hundreds of people with strong firepower. But this does not mean that he has enough strength to go deep into the unknown twelfth street to fight the countless traps and ambushes that are likely to exist.

Of course, he can't really have unlimited power, on the contrary, he can suppress these hundreds of people to fight, on the one hand, relying on the long-range support of Graythroat and others, as well as the huge chaos caused by the cliff, and there are no warlocks in the opponent's team who can counter him.

If a strong enough sniper or warlock dragged him down, then the tactics of the human sea can still completely annihilate him after all.

So he didn't plan to pursue at all.

"That... I'm sorry, you..."

This voice should be the young man codenamed "Cliff"... At least that's what his companions called him.

The rare Origin Stone skill and strong battlefield mobility did give him enough combat power. But reckless raids, reckless attacks, also made him vulnerable to danger.

Just like today, if it were not for him to relieve the siege, I am afraid that it would be difficult to say what his fate would be.

The Mandalorian doesn't want to interact too much with this group of people - it's not that he doesn't like this group, but he is not a good talking and good at dealing with beings himself.

With a long sigh of relief, the Mandalorian shook his head toward the cliff, signaling that he had no intention of talking to them, then turned and left the messy battlefield without looking back.

(Sakatz, your request, I have done it...) As for your promises, let's wait and see... ）

———— dividing line ————

The town hall was empty

That's how it should be.

The only veteran stationed here had gone to Twelve Tone Street, and at this moment, the city hall was empty, as if even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

But the silence was soon broken by a muffled sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were slow, very slow.

Its owner seemed to be shrouded in a huge armor, and the sound of clattering footsteps echoed in the empty corridor of the town hall.

But soon, the footsteps stopped—like the butcher in a horror movie standing at the door of his hideout, and although the sound disappeared there, the atmosphere of unease and fear intensified in silence.

The armored giant stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him, this is the most confidential file room of the city hall, at this moment, even this place is quiet, as if no one is stationed——

"- You came to the wrong place at the wrong time ... Sakaz, may I take the liberty of asking why you are here? "

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