The terrifying mechanical monster smashed into the crowd, and a loud roar brought out a deep crater and a thick dust mist.

The white coats on the smoke-shrouded people were almost black, and they couldn't help but close their eyes and pinch their noses, but the coughing still couldn't stop coming out.

"Who! Who dares to sneak attack! ”

The researcher who had taken the lead in shouting at the armored army was overturned by a loud noise, clutching one hand in the dirt behind him, the other covering his head, screaming in horror, his voice trembling.

Unfortunately, in such an environment, no one could hear his seemingly threatening but fearful voice.

The rest of the people in the lodge also began to scream loudly, and quickly retreated to the rear, usually arrogant towards others and the madness of experimental work, crushed by the mechanical creation, leaving only a trace of the humble vanity of the scumbag Guardian.

Although it was the first time that the transaction between the Spirit House and the Holy See had been destroyed, as one of the best armored warriors, physical ability and excellent skills were only basic conditions, and psychological quality and strain response were also important indicators to be examined.

Browning put away his original anger and dissatisfaction, waited for it, cooperated with Hans, immediately mobilized his soldiers, and immediately divided the team into three groups, one group immediately set out to protect the group of helpless scientific scholars in the spiritual center, the second group went to guard the unknown goods traded between the two sides, and the third group stood by and was ready to pick up and drop off at any time.

The orderly cooperation made this group of researchers gradually feel safe, and their trembling hands, feet and hearts gradually calmed down, and they even had the idea of secretly crawling over to watch the wonderful battle ahead.

When the fog cleared, the silver-gray mobile armor was exposed in the dim light, and the surface of the armor seemed to turn gray-black.

"It's ...... The next-generation armor of the army headquarters! Who are you? Why is it here equipped with mobile armor of the army! ”

Even though the color was not clear, Hans quickly recognized it, because he had also tried to participate in the second-generation armor adaptation experiment at the army headquarters, but it undoubtedly failed, and he recuperated for a long time to make up for his mental exhaustion, unless his willpower was strong enough, otherwise it would be difficult to retreat to the second best place to become an armored warrior.

The manipulator in the silver-gray second-generation armor continued to fight fiercely with the other armored warriors who had begun the attack early as if they had not heard Hans's questioning.

The massive mobile armor was nearly a meter taller than the armor of ordinary armored samurai, and in the eyes of these armored samurai, it looked as if they were facing a berserk beast.

The silver-gray armor threw a fierce punch at the several defenders with alloy shields at the front, and the center of the seemingly hard shield instantly sank into a hole.

The furious mechanical energy converged from the power source to the hand, and the violent attack of the silver-gray armor like a charged fist slashed out a sound in the air, and the powerful thrust blasted several guards who stubbornly resisted dozens of meters away, and the mecha parts on the body suffered more or less great damage.

At that moment, an armored warrior pulled out a mechanical spear from behind and stabbed it into the waist of the silver-gray armor.

After the silver-gray armor closed its fist, it pulled out the swift blade from his waist, and the inverted gilt blade slashed the mechanical spear made of alloy raw materials at the waist with a rapid initial strength bonus, and the head of the spear partially lost its strength, and flew crookedly to the side, stabbing into the knee of an armored warrior who was ready to attack not far away.

The hilt of the knife turned around in the hands of the silver-gray armor, and after holding the handle of the knife in the positive direction, the silver-gray armor attacked rapidly, and the steam continued to leak out of the gaps, creating a confused battlefield.

One armored samurai's mechanical body after another was destroyed, but only vital parts were damaged, or the person inside the body was knocked unconscious, and none of them actually died.

Time passed quickly in the fierce battle, and most of the twenty or thirty armored warriors besieging the silver-gray armor, including the two squad leaders, had fallen, and the silver-gray armor's head shook up and down slightly, as if it was manipulating that there was already a huge physical exertion at this time, and they were quickly gasping to fill the missing air in their lungs.

At this time, the steam was already erupting intermittently, and I don't know whether the reserve of flowing gold was about to be exhausted or the steam speed converted by the flowing gold could not support the consumption rate of the silver-gray armor, showing an unsustainable state.

Hans had collapsed unconscious, and only Browning, who was supported by his broken mechanical sword, gasped heavily, the water vapor almost covering his goggles, leaving patches of fog.

"Adaptor! I can tell you don't want to be our enemy! I think it's clear now, we've consumed thirty warriors, but your steam energy won't be enough to sustain your next wave of high-intensity battles, and we still have two teams! No matter how strong your mental strength is, how can you have enough physical strength to support your next decisive battle? I don't know why you're wearing the armor of the Holy See to be our enemy, but if you're willing to give up and surrender, I'll be able to save your life! ”

Browning shouted at the silver-gray armor with all his strength, trying to persuade the silver-gray armor to surrender.

In the officer training strategy of the Papal States, for the captain or commander of this kind of battle, if they can win the battle at the least cost possible, they are willing to do their best to fight for it, not to mention the duel between the armored warrior and the second-generation armor, the manufacturing and maintenance cost of high-end armor is not high, if they can end this kind of battle safely, they can avoid greater battle losses, and this will even affect their allowances and even military salaries, so Browning has to try to persuade them to surrender with a faint breath.

Of course, judging from the current situation, it is impossible for a silver-gray armor with the strength of one person to defeat a full number of hundreds of armored warrior troops, even if it is an ordinary armored soldier, a hundred people can die with a second-generation armor, the second-generation armor is strong in the strong individual combat ability, but the huge attrition and the inherent defects of individual combat also make it difficult for him to change the tide of the battle with the power of one person.

The armored warriors guarding the mysterious things and standing by in the rear are ready to attack, and the strength of the army is strong or not, the execution of military orders is an important indicator, but the stubborn army that will not adapt to the military orders is just a toy played by the enemy with brains, if it were not for the silver-gray armor visible to the naked eye, Browning has not yet fallen, and the other armored warriors will divide into a group to continue the battle.

Back to the battlefield.

The tall and majestic silver-gray armor had a lot of scratches on its body, and a very obvious slash mark appeared on its left leg, and several circuits were clearly visible.

The silver-gray armor did not pay attention to Browning, who was about to die, it turned its head slightly, looked to the right, and the ground it looked at was the spiritual place occupied by silver and white, and there was Nuo! There's a knight in white second-generation armor! There is hope for the survival of the battle! The most critical part of having a plan for success!

"No, I've done my best, and then, it's up to you, you're going to be that light, aren't you?"

A female voice evoked in the void, it was Ti's fantasy world, her figure assassin was in that silver-gray armor, her face was haggard, she couldn't stop breathing, her royal blue eyes were jumping rapidly, and her eye sockets were constantly shaking, as if she had been attacked by a nightmare in her sleep, and she was forced to force herself to wake up.

But soon, the changes in the pupils suddenly subsided, and the intense breathing stopped.

"This last glimmer of energy is the last bit of time I will buy for you, but I will continue to believe in you as always, maybe the next time I open my eyes, it will be the sun that I have not seen for a long time......"

The silver-gray armor suddenly moved after a long pause, it took the initiative to meet the armored warrior guarding the cargo, kicked back with its hind feet, and the huge mobile armor rushed into the air, and then adjusted its strength, falling from the sky from mid-air, as powerful as when it first entered the field.

In another cloud of dust, silver-gray armor wielded swift blades, shuttling around the armored warriors, and each slash represented the fall of an armored warrior.

Gradually, however, the power of the silver-gray armor was no longer so abundant, and its offensive was easily defeated by the armored warriors from stubbornly defending.

An armored warrior spear flickered a move, and the silver-gray armor was forced to turn, but was hit in the chest by its reflexive roundabout kick, although the heavy armor did not fly upside down, but it also made the silver-gray armor staggered back a few steps, and fell to one knee with all his strength.

Ti had already exhausted the last trace of his energy, and the flowing gold, which was only half loaded, was exhausted at the last moment, and the energy transmission power brought by the steam was lost, and the silver-gray armor could be said to have lost any combat ability.

Just as the silver-gray armor was about to fall, a huge body that was as fast as an afterimage caught it and caught her as it fell.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, I'll bring you back safely, maybe, tomorrow you'll be able to see ...... for a long time"

"The rising sun!"

It was like a demonic voice, but it was full of angelic tenderness.