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But it's not too wrong.

The black hidden phalanx wasn't the so-called coggermen, or rather, not exactly.

The reason why they say no, is because they don't have Gear City's weapons equipped.

But they have something deadlier and worse in them from Gear City.

That's right, it's the Black Mist.

No wonder their cavalry divided into two wings and charged in the form of outflanking.

It turned out to be to pave the way for their Black Mist offensive.

The wind was in the direction of our army, not strong but strong enough to spread deadly fog, all of which was a string of symbols for the victory equation of the Weaver Nation.

But alas, they met me.

"They're unleashing the plague! It's a repeat of the old trick! "The sharp-eyed men of the Manyo army have spotted the familiar group of Grim Reapers, and they have begun to shout in an attempt to spread the deadly message.

The soldiers in chemical protective suits did not take out the box full of black mist as I expected, although I had the impression that there was only one box of black mist left in the Weaving Star Country.

They didn't do anything, they just continued to move towards our array.

On the front of the huge battlefield, only such a force was marching at a uniform speed, which made everyone feel uneasy and abrupt.

Their pace is not fast, but their pace is firm. Every step they took, every footprint, reverberated in the army of the Manyo Kingdom.

"Why are you still stunned, the archer releases arrows! Mage Shoot! Infantry against the flanks! The commander's voice resounded through the army.

For a time, ten thousand arrows were fired at the same time, and ten thousand laws gathered.

Andlef is a water rhinoceros, and the tide of three thousand strong crossbows is low.

I have no doubt that this fierce offensive will be able to take down all the cogwheel men in one blow.

But it turns out I was wrong again.

"Life Shield, open!" A dry voice rang out.

The white light that I was all too familiar with instantly unfolded before my eyes, and all the sharp arrows and powers sank into it like mud cows into the sea.

"How is this possible?!" Elise exclaimed in my ear, "How could my father have sold all his life shields to the Weaving Star Nation? ”

Three seconds had passed, and the white light had retracted its body again, and the army was unimpeded, continuing to take steady steps.

But if they don't release the plague and they don't act, what do they want to do?

I unleashed the power of the Black Mist, trying to detect if there was a plague in them. It's a pity that my current control over the black mist is not very proficient, and it is far from the familiarity of the black mist itself when it once possessed me.

"I can't help it." My mind moved, and I felt the unintentional side in the soul space.

"Elise, after I put this mask on in a moment, if I call you, remember to take it off for me immediately. You are both souls, and you can interfere with each other. I looked at Elise and asked.

Elise nodded, and I took a deep breath and put on the mask that had kept me in a killing cycle.

The gray horizon reappeared, and I closed my eyes and felt the presence of the black fog between heaven and earth.

There you have it, and the black fog is in ......

How can it be?

Although the location of the black fog was easily detected, the sudden truth was a little difficult for me to accept.

The Black Mist was split into many parts and sealed in an unknown container.

The containers were scattered over the soldiers.

No, not physically, exactly.

but in vivo.

I don't know what method the Weaving Star Nation has adopted to seal the black fog that those living people can't avoid in the living body.

Are they going to carry out suicide attacks? Suicide bombers?

"Shoot the arrows!"

A second round of arrows rained down on the marching army.

"Particle Shield・Unfold!" The dry voice sounded again.

A blue shield I'd never seen before quickly formed diagonally above them, blocking another wave of attacks.

And the mage could no longer be distracted by them, as the charging cavalry was also putting pressure on them.

In that case, I'll do it.

The corners of my mouth twitched under the mask.

Let me tell you how useless and stupid your tactics are.

Trying to use the human body to protect the black fog and gear technology to protect the human body?

I know, you have heard that there is a protector in the country of Wanye who can control the black fog, so I used this method to prevent me from eliminating the black fog.

But you don't know how I manage the black fog.

I wore a mask and slowly descended in front of the marching army.

"Hello." I send my greetings to the soldiers in the front row.

They ignored me and kept pushing on their own.

"Looks like I need to teach you what etiquette is." I shook my head and smiled.

The army did not react, but still walked on its own, its face covered by a chemical protection mask, and the expression and eyes in it could not be seen.

I clenched my right hand and channeled the black mist in the leader's body.

"Come, come, come to your master!"

The guided man shook violently, and the frequency of the shaking did not seem like that of a human being.

"Bang!"

The chemical protection mask shattered at the sound, and a wisp of black mist burst out of my body and was sucked into my hand.

The man who had just been torn out fell on his back, revealing his face under the shattered mask.

It was a face made of steel plates and gears.

No wonder they ignored me, and no wonder their voices were so dry before.

This suicide squad isn't even human...... They are robots.

I started by saying that they weren't exactly coggs.

But now, it seems, there is no more coggyman than them.

"Hehe......" I sneered, activated the power furnace again, and slowly returned to the air.

When I first started to guide, I still had a trace of scruples in my heart.

But since you're not even human anymore, what do I have to worry about?

I stretched out my hands, and the control of my whole body was concentrated.

……

The surging tide of cavalry gradually stopped.

The mages also canceled the chanting.

The archers were ready to shoot, but they couldn't hold on.

Their eyes focused on the black array in the center of the battlefield.

That's the cogwheel team.

At this moment, the bodies of those advancing soldiers were exploding one after another, spewing out a steady stream of black plague.

On average, a soldier bursts all over his body, bursting out of a black mist.

These black mist swirled and bloomed in the air, and with the sound of soldiers bursting, it was like a fireworks display in the daytime.

The flying black mist gradually floated into the sky, and then returned to the body of the floating youth.

That's our protector.

The soldiers of the Wanye Kingdom looked at the long night on the edge of the sky, and they couldn't help but feel a trace of pride in their hearts.

Under this pride, all that was left for those soldiers of the Weaving Star Nation was despair.

In the end, the originally orderly and determined queue was only a pile of broken copper and iron, scattered around the center of the battlefield.

It's like a toy that has been discarded by a child after it has been broken, and it is pitiful.

And the last scattered black fog in this world has finally returned to the arms of its owner.