During a night raid on the base's first-floor lobby, Leone, now in his beast form, rose from the ground, his face filled with murderous intent.
The feeling of having one's chest pierced is awful; if Leone hadn't activated her Teigu in time, she would have truly died.
Her Imperial Arm, Lion King, grants the user superhuman physical abilities and can also heal injuries.
Even if your hands and feet are cut off, you can recover as long as they are reattached in time.
Leone got up from the ground, kicked the table away, and began searching for the person who had just tried to assassinate him.
The loud noise attracted the cyborgs who had rushed into the base.
"Get out of here, all of you!"
The cyborg blocking the way had its head smashed by Leone in an instant.
Boom!
The wall on the third floor of the base collapsed, and Brand jumped through the gap.
Brand felt a headache coming on as he looked at the dark mass of cyborgs in front of him; these guys were really troublesome.
Some of these special individuals are particularly troublesome; he was almost killed just now.
"Big brother, what's going on?"
From the gap in the wall on the third floor, Tatsumi jumped down.
"It's not clear yet, so be careful."
Brand charged forward, spear in hand.
With a swing of the spear, the cyborgs were pulverized, and the earth was quickly stained red.
Not to be outdone, Tatsumi, having obtained the Imperial Arm, saw his strength increase significantly.
He held a long sword, leaving a trail of afterimages in the crowd.
The cyborgs were quickly wiped out, and Tatsumi stood there, panting heavily from exhaustion.
"Not bad, but your stamina still needs improvement."
Brand gave Tazumi a thumbs up.
The two exchanged a smile and looked back at the base.
Above the cliff, the cyborg with large ears is constantly reporting on the battle situation.
"My lord, as planned, the Murasame user is in a tough fight, while the Demon Possession user has broken free and is now engaged in battle with the infantry."
Dr. Fashion's expression was calm, seemingly quite satisfied with the current results.
"Just like calculation, when you encounter an opponent that counters you, you have a chance to win."
"Sir, the situation is not good. Infantry are dying in large numbers. Because of too much noise, I cannot get more accurate information."
Dr. Fashion stood on the cliff, staring blankly at the Night Raid base, lost in thought.
Below, on the night raid battlefield, the Night Raid members, entangled with special cyborgs, are killing their opponents one after another.
Soon the night raid team members reunited and began working together to eliminate the cyborgs who had stormed into the base.
"I've finally found you!"
In a corner on the second floor of the base, Leone clenched her fists and slowly approached a thin boy.
"You were the one who stabbed me just now, weren't you!"
In the corner, the boy looked somewhat panicked. After being modified, his physical strength was not high, and his main ability was to infiltrate and assassinate.
"Why...why are you still alive?"
"Want to know? Then come and die!"
Leone roared and charged forward, but the boy nimbly dodged.
Leone's attacks kept missing their mark, and the panicked expression on the boy's face disappeared. He realized that his opponent wasn't as strong as he had thought.
"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"
Dodging Leone's attack, the boy drew his dagger and stabbed Leone in the back.
"We succeeded!"
Before the boy could rejoice, Leone suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm.
Click!
The boy's arm broke, and before he could scream, Leone grabbed him by the neck.
"Go to hell!"
Bang!
With a loud crash, the boy was slammed into the wall by Leone.
"Hmph, a small fry!"
Leone ignored him and turned to walk towards the battlefield.
"But...it's a pity I couldn't complete your task..."
Before he could finish speaking, the light in the boy's eyes disappeared.
Do you need my help?
Leone, seeing Hao Yun struggling, couldn't help but tease him.
Hao Yun, who was fighting two burly men, took a step back and glanced at Leone.
"No need, go help the others."
Thump!
While Hao Yun was speaking, the two burly men continued their attack.
A fist the size of a clay pot slams into the ground or a wall, instantly creating a large crater.
"What a hassle!"
Hao Yun frowned slightly; the two big guys in front of him were incredibly resilient to blows.
The sickle struck them, leaving only a bloody mark.
Even activating the crimson ripples couldn't kill him instantly.
Seeing Leone standing aside watching the commotion, Hao Yun got angry, threw away his scythe, activated his inner energy, and charged forward.
Bending down to dodge the heavy punch, Hao Yun pressed himself against a burly man and delivered a low roundhouse kick, breaking the man's balance.
Before Hao Yun could attack again, another burly man rammed into him.
With his arms crossed in front of his chest, Hao Yun took a punch head-on, then stepped on the burly man's body and leaped high into the air, slamming his knees into the face of another man.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the person who was attacked staggered back several steps, clutching their face to relieve the dizziness and pain.
"Got you!"
The burly man who had just fallen to the ground reached out, grabbed Hao Yun's ankle, and suddenly lifted him up.
Hao Yun remained expressionless, twisted his body, grabbed the man's wrist, and twisted it forcefully.
Creak!
The burly man's arm was twisted irregularly, with muscles piled up, making it look particularly bizarre.
Stepping on his arm, Hao Yun delivered a flying knee strike.
Riding on the other's head, Hao Yun clenched his palm inward and slammed it into the other's temple.
The burly man's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, no longer breathing.
Hao Yun leaped off the wall and appeared behind another burly man.
He jumped up and aimed at the back of the opponent's head, delivering a short punch. With a crisp crack, the burly man fell to the ground and died.
"sharp!"
Leone, who was watching from the sidelines, originally wanted to go up and help, but before she could make a move, her opponent was easily defeated by Hao Yun.
So-so.
Hao Yun picked up the sickle and looked out of the base through the large hole in the wall.
Outside the night raid base, waves of cyborgs jumped out, leaving Tatsumi and Brand exhausted and panting.
"How disgusting! All of you, go to hell!"
A loud shout came from inside the base, followed by a laser beam sweeping down.
More than half of the cyborgs outside the base were killed or injured instantly.
At the third-floor window of the base, Mine stood on the windowsill, holding the Romantic Turret, and furiously attacked the cyborg.
The cyborg's intrusion had accidentally destroyed two of Mine's wardrobes, ruining her precious dress and completely igniting her anger.
"That's terrifying!"
Tatsumi quickly retreated, fearing that the bloodthirsty Mine would kill him in one fell swoop.
On the cliff, the cyborg with large ears looked terrified.
"Sir, the special cyborgs have been defeated, and more than half of our infantry have been killed or wounded!"
"How annoying, the plan failed. Well then..."
The cyborg with the big ears suddenly interrupted.
"Sir, someone is approaching, and they're moving very fast!"
"They found out so quickly? Looks like I'll have to use a secret weapon and turn them all into my materials!"
Dr. Fashion's smile gradually changed, showing no sign of retreating.
"So that's where they were hiding. No wonder they didn't trigger my alert line. How annoying! Why did they attack from above the cliff?"
Lubbock slowly emerged from the forest behind the cliff, his expression slightly gloomy.