Power-driven armor.

Its full name is steam power driven armor, and it is a war machine created by the alchemists of the pre-ancient kings - in that era of unprecedented prosperity, the knights followed under the king's banner to patrol the four fields, the night watchman watched the long night, guarding the frontier, and the power drive armor was responsible for maintaining the stability of the hinterland, and it was thanks to their dedication and sacrifice that the prosperity of an era was supported.

Although the power of power-driven armor is not described in the books that have survived from the pre-ancient kings, in the few words that have been handed down, warriors in kinetic armor are often hailed as the highest force that mortals can wield, and the combined efforts of multiple power-driven armor warriors can even defeat the Descendants of Glory.

Of course, the plural is an extremely ambiguous measure word at any time.

It could be two or three, maybe a dozen or twenty, but in any case, the number in front of her was beyond the scope of Amy's ability to deal with - the four-meter-tall steel giants were spit out from the wall one after another, accompanied by a "clang" and "clang" The sound of metal staggering, these bright white metal figures rose from the ground one by one, moving the steel and iron bones, and then the mask-like facial armor opened, a large amount of steam escaped from it, and the preheating of the machine was completed, and the crimson light poured out from the mechanical prosthetic eyes.

The comers are not good.

Amy's heart sank slightly, if it was usual, he didn't want to fight with these metal bumps, but in this situation, there was no room to back down.

I can only bite the bullet!

His eyes swept over the beautiful boy behind him, and he stopped slightly on the girl who was still unconscious.

"Take care of her. ”

The Glory doesn't have much time to waste, and once these big men are ready to attack in a group, he's not sure he'll be able to protect her in the chaos.

So, even if the apostle of the dice house is not trustworthy, he has no second option.

It's impossible to carry her to the battle, right?

That's death.

The life-and-death battlefield is approaching, Amy restricts the distractions in her heart, and her dark pupils are deep and pure, reflecting the rows of steel giants in front of her.

No fear, no flinching, no hesitation.

The Glorious One just swung the sword, simply swung the sword, the short sword dark blood broke through the shackles of the atmosphere in an instant, the red and black sword body was like a red streamer falling from the sky under the high-speed movement, the bulky body may have given the warrior who piloted it extraordinary strength and speed, but in the real high-speed battle, what determines the victory or defeat is the time to sneak away from the bottom of the eye for that moment.

That's right, just for a moment.

The boy named Amy Ulysses passed through seven steam-powered armors, and the short sword in his hand sliced through four of them cleanly, if it was flesh and blood, most of the enemies in the first wave must have been eliminated, but the tenacity of the steel creation far exceeded the expectations of the Glory, among the four sliced power-driven armors, only one fell into a situation where he could not fight, and the other three were not affected at all, still carrying out the high fighting spirit of his driver.

"It's a nuisance. ”

Reflexively glancing at the steel giants who had reacted, the Glory One activated his somewhat sore arms - even the dark blood of the short sword in the seal still retains the quality of the ancient level, and it is never easy to cut steel and iron, let alone cut through the thick armor of the power drive armor - this is not only a technical job, but also a strength job.

Amy has never been good at strength, among the four power-driven armor that was cut by it, only the first one broke through the protection of the armor and destroyed the driving system in it, while the other three were limited by insufficient power accumulation, only cut into about two-thirds, it seemed that the damage was not light, but in fact there was no injury at all, as soon as the boy exhaled a breath, they had already reacted, and neatly pulled out a chainsaw sword about forty centimeters thick from behind their backs, and then with the piercing hiss of metal twisting and deformation, a red bump like a hump rose behind the steel giant。

This is?

The Glory's eyes narrowed.

"Whew-"

A large amount of white gas was expelled from the exhaust holes, and the scorching gray mist filled the passage, and the iron lumps generated behind it were red, like a lava flow faintly visible in the violent crustal movement, and like the liquefied steel that had just been baked in a forging furnace, just seeing it was enough to make people feel dangerous.

Is the driver inside really human?

Amy couldn't help but think of the suspicion that even a warrior with a will stronger than steel could not maintain consciousness in such heat.

But doubt is doubt after all, he has no habit of distraction in the battle, when the steel monsters with red eyes began to act, he abandoned the distractions in his heart, like a most accurate fighting machine, using the advantage of the body, wandering in the sword light and sword shadow, nearly ten tall metal humanoids, like a cat played by mice, clumsily chasing his footsteps, from time to time because of too small space and collide together, rolling into a ball, the highest luck also happened to be bad enough to touch the exposed red burning furnace, causing an earth-shattering explosion, the encirclement that was finally closed up was broken again, blowing up a huge gap.

Naturally, the glorious ones pull out of it.

If only there were only a few of them—watching the fog gradually spread, the young man couldn't help but think that there were only seven power-driven armors that appeared in front of him at first, and one of them was cut through the armor by his sword as soon as he came up, destroying the internal drive system or control system, and the other two collided in the chase just now, igniting a striking firework.

If the total number of enemies was fixed, he alone might be enough to bury the team, but alas, the reinforcements of the Lost House ...... Steady stream.

One metal figure after another was swallowed up by the wall, and then a pair of red pupils were lit up, and in the few minutes of the previous encounter, the transfer of steam-powered armor had exceeded double digits—twenty-two, which was an exaltation, an embarrassing number.

- A complete negation of the efforts of the Glory One.

Realizing this, Amy chose to retreat.

Like the unspeakable chaos in the mines of Ildan, the power drive armor protected by the steel armor is very similar to his, and the dark blood is indeed a rare and high-quality weapon, but the inherent limitations of the short sword make the Glory who lacks offensive ability always perform unsatisfactory when facing large or heavily armored enemies, and many times it is not that they can't find the opportunity to attack, but it is difficult to pose a real threat to the enemy.

Commonly known, do not break the defense.

He remembered an easy-to-understand term for such situations, but there was no concrete solution, and he didn't intend to continue to risk his life in the face of more and more power-driven armor, so retreat was undoubtedly a choice he had to make at this moment - but at the same time, another unsolvable problem was in front of him.

How do I get out of the enemy's pursuit?

Under the gaze of the strange Obadiah, who can freely manipulate the cells in his body, they have no way to use the terrain to get rid of the pursuers, not to mention that even if they burst out with extraordinary speed when they are alive and dead, they can't stop Obadiah from transferring the power-driven armor.

That is, you can't run away.

But at least you have to run away first—

When you can't find the road, don't panic, don't despair, as long as you face the front, take a step, the long sword will eventually cut through the thorns, the blood will eventually flow red on the road, maybe you can't reach the final other side, but as long as you don't give up, one day, the world will not be shrouded in the clouds of despair.

That's what someone told him.

It's just that who could it be? Vaguely, it's a very familiar one. Someone who is very familiar and must never be forgotten.

Pity...... Memories of her are gone.

Now is not the time to reminisce.

The Glory One forced himself to forget the shadows that had suddenly appeared in his mind and focused on reality—faster than the rearmament of the power-driven armor, he returned to Dick and Mia first.

"It's really embarrassing," the Apostle of the Dice House stood up, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, but there was no smile on his face, "It seems that you don't have any good way to take them." ”

In this regard, Amy Ulysses had no choice but to be silent.

It's impossible for him to open the seal of the short sword's dark blood right now, and then make a wave?

What's the point of that.

"Let's go," he said, relieving a little, stooping down and hunching the girl up behind her back, "this is not the place to stay for long. ”

"But where can we escape?" Dick sighed, not taking a step.

"I don't know," the Glory One shook his head, if there was really no way around, he would consider breaking the seal of the dark blood and then recklessly, "but as long as you live, you can see hope after all." ”

"I hope so. The beautiful boy with blond hair and blue eyes didn't refute, but lowered his head, and his broken golden hair like an ear of rice covered his eyelids, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, "But it's more in line with my aesthetics than being chased by them and fleeing in embarrassment, or annihilating them." ”

"So-"

"Don't waste the opportunity I created for you. ”

What do you mean?

Before Amy could react, the apostle of the dice house had already expressed his will with actions.

"You guys, give me stillness. ”

His lips opened and closed slightly, and the supreme edict spat out of his mouth, and then ...... Time seemed to stop flowing, dozens of power-driven armor surging like thousands of horses suddenly stopped moving, and the constant of inertia seemed to be erased from the world, rather strangely stuck at the moment when Dick's word "still" came out.

"What is this?"

The young man of the Ulysses family widened his eyes—

Ability!?