A deficit in mental state does not mean a loss of logic and thinking skills. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The converted golems in the castle and the books on the shelves of the Magic Workshop show that the master is logical and intellectual, and unlike the wandering bandits, he knows how to use strategy to gain an advantage in battle.

The sharp and manic hatred almost pierced his brain, but on the other side, sober thinking and analysis were going on at the same time.

In the previous battle - although it seemed to be a one-sided situation at a glance, considering that Hill and Alex had planned an unsuccessful surprise attack, so let's call it a battle here - not only did Alex and Ciel have an understanding of the puppet's speed, strength, and attack methods, but also, Anderson has an understanding of the abilities of those two men.

Although they don't seem to be very old, teenagers and girls are quite sophisticated in their actions. They all have physical abilities far beyond their years, and their willpower, reflexes, and decisiveness are all excellent. Physical crappy slashes are often nimble by them, and only the magic cannon on their left arm can still be a threat.

The golem's energy is still enough for three hours of normal operation, and even considering the high energy output of intense battles, an hour is only a little more. Anderson has decided to engage them in a war of attrition on endurance.

Of course, the desire to rush up and crush the target into powder now was also in his blood, and although the pain was unbearable, and even the occasional feeling that the schizophrenia had reached the limit, Anderson's feelings did not affect his rational functioning—the boy's "theft" had already made him wary, and it was a means to ensure that victory would be achieved in the end.

He controlled the puppet to float in the air, and after the warning beam just now, he just floated high above them, watching the black-robed boy pick up the girl and gallop through the forest again.

There was no need to rush into an attack, as long as he kept the threat, the teenager could never stop. The physical and mental stress of moving from stationary to movement is far greater than the stress of dodging at high speeds. In order to ensure that the pool does not avoid the puppet's beam attack, it is necessary to maintain a certain level of high-speed operation.

But how long can a teenager hold on to the weight of a person?

Anderson would never give him a chance to stop and rest—let alone stop, and he wouldn't hesitate to shoot at the slightest drop in the boy's speed.

The eyes of the giant puppet are equipped with perfect night vision and long-range detection functions, and the clear image is projected on the screen in the cockpit behind it, which is unobstructed by Anderson.

The figure of the boy was displayed on the screen, and the galloping figure in the forest was simply pleasing to the eye, and seeing his sharp posture leaping between the branches of the trees, Anderson even became fascinated by him.

It's so handsome.,It's like the hero of the manga I longed for before.。

But, what a pity, the next ending is doomed. No amount of fantasies can match reality. Reality always makes its presence visible by breaking dreams, and when it takes over your vision, you will find that reality not only looks dirty, but also smells unusually disgusting.

Anderson glanced around, the cockpit was filled with delicate components, and large and small magic energy circuits filled the field of vision.

This giant puppet is not Anderson's masterpiece - it is a matter of course, although he has read a lot of books and learned some knowledge over the years, but that limited experience can only support some basic operations - such as a simple modification of a humanoid puppet, or the removal of the giant puppet's tracking and positioning device.

This behemoth came from an indescribable place, a source of his hatred, a nightmare he hated. What Anderson is doing now is to manipulate this metal monster stolen from the hell of hatred and crush the image he once longed for.

What a twisted life this is. When this thought drifted through Anderson's mind, he couldn't help but smile from the heart of his funny, and this masochistic pleasure even overpowered the hatred churning in his head for a while.

His eyes were fixed on the figure of the teenager on the screen, smiling and wanting to cry at the same time, anyway, he grinned and pressed the button to fire the beam again.

Beams of light shot down into the trees from a great height, and some of the branches and leaves were evaporated in an instant. Although it is a pity, this time I still missed.

Of course, this is also expected by Anderson, and if he is killed so easily, he will not be called the protagonist. But no matter how long he struggled, he couldn't overcome the giant puppet in the end.

Research, the name, background, intentions, and purpose of the organization that made this giant puppet are "indescribable" for the time being, but one thing can be presumed - the abilities and qualities that the teenagers and girls are currently showing can obviously be regarded as excellent combat power among adventurers, but they are helpless against this puppet, because in the continent of Trensa, people's attack methods and skills are mostly aimed at monsters; And what about this puppet? Not to mention that its huge size can't enter the dungeon at all, and the scattered wilderness of monsters is not suitable for it to fight, so what is the real purpose of its development?

Anderson, of course, had a guess, but he cared more about his revenge than he cared about it.

Another beam of light shot out, and the trees and rocks beside the boy were destroyed and decayed.

The flock of birds flew restlessly through the gaps in the foliage to the skies above the trees, and scattered in the moonlight.

In about twenty minutes, the boy will be dodged due to physical exhaustion. By that time, no, before that, Anderson would have annihilated those two men to ashes.

He wasn't going to be happy about it—revenge was followed by a long emptiness, but the resentment burning in his body made it impossible not to do so.

The boy was still galloping, like a shark that would die if it stopped swimming, and their condition was more dangerous than that of a shark, and the hopelessness of being held back should have hung over them.

But there was no such shadow on the boy's face, and beyond that, his actions were not only decisive, but also seemed to have some kind of purpose.

Anderson glanced up at the direction the boy was running, and then frantically pressed the button of the light cannon.

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Explosions kept ringing from all around.

The heat of the pillar of light ignited some of the trees, and the scattered fires burned, and the smell of burnt wood could be heard in the nose.

"Now, Ciel, does this really work?"

Safely held in front of her in the posture of a princess, Alex couldn't help but ask softly.

"The attack has become intensive, so it should be useful."

While galloping among the trees, Ciel said calmly without breathing.

"yes."

Alex's hands were wrapped around Ciel's neck, although it was usually a position that would make her faint with shyness, but at this time Alex just blushed slightly and endured it silently. On top of that, she was careful to keep her body still to minimize the impact on Hill.

Am I becoming a drag?

Nestled in Ciel's arms, Alex thought silently. These pillars of light that kept falling from the side, she was very confident that she would never be able to dodge. After all, she is known for being a defensive Guardian, and while Alex's fighting style gives her far more agility than anyone else in her class, it's too hard to dodge such an attack.

But this is just an excuse for "ordinary people", and if anything, Hill's speed is far beyond the common sense of thieves. What's more, she also hugged a girl in light armor in the posture of a princess, and even then it seemed quite abundant, so it was called the "trump card" of the kiss of death.

In comparison, is his long-standing title of "genius girl" a bit exaggerated? Because, isn't the so-called "genius" supposed to be the existence of breaking the cognition of "ordinary people"?

…… If you can pass the current level, let's start special training.

As she thought, Alex stared up at Ciel's face. It was a little frustrating, but it was the first time for Alex that she wanted to try to chase someone. Alienated from her peers in the tribe because of her outstanding talents, Alex's efforts at that time were more like a kind of stubbornness, and now she worked to be worthy of her companions, in order to stand on an equal footing with the boy who would walk hand in hand in the future, once to stay away, but now to be closer, and this change of mood made the girl feel a little happy in her heart that she had not yet noticed.

Mean, this guy has a pretty cute face. It's always expressionless, but it's fun to look at.

--Looking at Ciel's jet-black hair swept by the air current, and his facial features that were still expressionless during the gallop, Alex curled the corners of her mouth and thought silently.

As if sensing Alex's gaze, Ciel lowered his head slightly.

"Alex, smiling, disgusting."

"Hey! You guy! Since it's only three nothings, can I keep silent all the time? ”

"Because, Alex, stare at me with the eyes of Shalom."

"Wait a minute! Who would be like that high-level stalker! Your words have reached the level of defamation, apologize to me! ”

Despite shouting, Alex was careful to keep her body still. Beams of light passed past them, leaving deep pits in the ground.

Alex glanced forward, the silhouette of the black castle standing in front of her.

It was the prisoners who deliberately led them out of the castle at first, so it can be presumed that the castle had a reason for him not to be destroyed. In the case that the other side is clearly determined to use long-range artillery fire to suppress it, it can be regarded as an excellent cover. So when Hill changed direction and headed for here, Alex understood his strategy almost instantly.

"But just hiding in the castle won't break the deadlock, right? Although it can solve the urgent need for a while, there is still no hope of defeating it......"

When they enter the castle, the prisoner only needs to manipulate the puppet to guard the door, even if he can't keep the puppet in control for a long time, the initiative of when to leave is in his hands.

No matter how you look at it, there is no hope of winning, and Alex can't help but feel like her head is big when she thinks about it.

"No, that kind of thing."

Hill said in a confident voice that didn't rise or fall.

"In the castle, there are key props to victory."

"Huh? What is that? First time I've heard of it! ”

Alex blinked curiously.

Ciel didn't answer her, he landed steadily from the branch to the ground, and Alex quickly let go of his neck and jumped off.

They had already entered the area next to the castle, and the giant golem stopped attacking like a rat thrower.

Ciel and Alex looked back and saw it land on the ground more than ten meters away from the castle.

"This guy is too cautious."

Alex sighed in disappointment, if the puppet landed next to the castle, she and Ciel could try something with its scruples. But the other party apparently saw this as well, so they didn't give them a chance.

"It's okay."

Hill said confidently, walking towards the castle.

"Then it's time for the showdown."