Chapter 291: Senior, Your Ability is Truly Useful!
Chapter 291: Senior, Your Ability is Truly Useful!
【Name: Mei Bis Cursed Silver (Curse, Flesh, Metal)】
【Appearance: Special metal with a bright silver hue...】
【Abilities: Curse Amplification, Flesh Assimilation, Metal Body】
【Cost: The user's five senses will be permanently halved, and their soul will suffer irreversible damage (no cost is required with the owner's permission)】
【File: The City of Mei Bis, Cursed Silver, possesses an abundant silver mine. It was once one of the most important mining cities in the kingdom, contributing a substantial tax and mineral revenue to the kingdom each year since its initial construction over three hundred years ago.
Eleven years ago, the secret society "Gnomes of Elegance" raided the city of Mei Bis, causing the central district's 3,615 residents to be transformed into immobile metal statues by the silver rain from above. Only a young man named Piony Alphah managed to escape, and he joined the Virgin Bureau of the Purification Bureau the following year...
During a subsequent raid on a boarding tower, it was discovered that Leon Ryan, a Third-Class Incident Handler from the Virgin Bureau, was in a life-threatening situation. Piony Alphah, unable to directly assist, voluntarily relinquished partial ownership of the cursed silver to Leon Ryan, hoping to aid in his safe evacuation...】
【Evaluation: An extremely powerful anomaly, but this silver doesn't entirely belong to you. The most crucial part still belongs to its previous owner. Don't forget to retrieve that portion for him.】
【Immersion Value: 19.9 (5.4)】
【Your Immersion Value has increased】
...
"Hua!"
Sensing Leon's presence, the shiny silver buttocks shimmered slightly, transforming from a solid state into a liquid that instantly collapsed, leaving behind...
╰ひ╯
I understand, thank you for your help, Senior. I'll make sure to bring back that crucial part for you.
Witnessing this scene, Leon couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly. He first instructed Youha to collect Piony Senior's remains, then tentatively projected his will towards the mercury-like liquid metal on the ground.
"Vrrrr!"
With a light hum like a vibrating blade, the mercury-like liquid metal on the ground twisted and deformed under Leon's will, instantly transforming into a thin, slender silver sword. It swung towards the nearby cracked thermos, cleaving it in half with a crisp, sharp sound.
Not only did the sword slice through the iron-cast thermos like soft tofu, but it also cut a deep, narrow trench-like gash into the ground beneath it.
Such sharpness! Leon's eyebrows rose slightly at the destruction caused by the cursed silver sword.
Indeed, with an Immersion Value close to 20 points, this anomaly could cause such devastation with a casual strike. If Leon were to exert more "strength," it might even cut through a 20-centimeter-thick pneumatic shield.
Piony Senior's buttocks, while not as versatile as Leon's Holy Spirit Pendant, lacked speed and stealth, and had a limited "range" of only two to three meters before losing control.
However, in terms of destructive power, the slashes from the cursed silver weapons were a level higher than those of the Holy Spirit Pendant, which could only penetrate a few centimeters of steel plate.
As for defensive capabilities...
After attempting to divide the cursed silver into two, an attempt akin to "self-contradiction," Leon witnessed the hardened cursed silver shield easily blocking the piercing attack, gaining an understanding of its defensive capabilities. He couldn't help but exhale in relief.
It's incredibly powerful!
It seems that Piony Senior anticipated Leon's visit, so he temporarily transferred control of this portion of the cursed silver to him, hoping it would be of assistance.
Leon's anomaly had been sealed multiple times, and although the 【War Diagonal】 hadn't completely failed, he could still rely on Youha to resolve enemies. However, with a shortage of both defensive and offensive means, this help couldn't have come at a better time!
After sincerely thanking Piony Senior for his assistance, Leon, Leon eagerly controlled the cursed silver longsword to levitate, hoping to test if he could "fly with a sword" and make a timely departure before the other guards arrived.
Unfortunately, Piony Senior's buttocks didn't seem to support such an operation.
As soon as Leon's feet left the ground, the cursed silver, which had been freely movable in the air and could even transform into a large hand for grasping objects, seemed to lose all its vitality, turning back into liquid and falling to the ground.
Could it be that the power of the cursed silver comes from the earth?
Despite Piony's acrophobia, Lyon attempted to fly directly twice but failed. Instead, he controlled the cursed silver like he usually did with the Holy Spirit Pendant, creating a barrier around himself before sprinting away from the Boarding Tower.
I need to speed up.
After breaking free from the encirclement below the tower, Lyon was ambushed by the Scale Gold Sect's Snake Spirit. He then tested the fart sword's effect on Piony's butt, which also took some time. If he didn't retreat quickly, he'd be in trouble if the guards caught up!
...
"Suspicious target spotted! Hurry! Blow the whistle!"
A silver light flashed across the plain, catching the attention of a soldier on the watchtower. He sounded the alarm and waved a flag in the direction of the fleeing target.
At seven o'clock, a potential target with a suspected special weapon? Squinting, the soldier on the watchtower deciphered the flag signal and dispatched a squad of over twenty power armors, led by a commander, towards the Boarding Tower. The commander pointed at a teammate's power armor and then at nine o'clock, making a grabbing gesture to indicate checking the target.
Amid the alarm, the designated teammate signaled understanding and promptly slowed down, breaking away from the squad. They changed direction and pursued the target.
The commander of the power armor squad sighed, seeing the airship's gas bag still smoldering near the tower. He adjusted the pressure gauge on his power armor, increasing their already swift pace.
Although they weren't the direct guards of the Boarding Tower, they were on emergency duty, tasked with supporting the tower's defense against numerous hostile targets.
But with the commotion, even the Kroak Kingdom's airship was burned. The commander knew he'd face consequences, even as a supporting defender.
Those damn attackers! They chose to strike when I was on duty! I must reach the tower, apprehend the perpetrators, or even eliminate them, to reduce my culpability.
Otherwise, I'll be stuck in this position for another three to five years, even with minor responsibility.
"Beep... Beep beep!"
As the commander hurried, his thoughts racing. The alarm sounded again, more urgent. He looked through the scope, spotting the watchtower. The flag had changed from beige to deep orange, a higher alert level.
Nine o'clock, the same target. My man was defeated? The commander estimated the time since his teammate's departure.
According to the flag signal, the target wasn't a power armor but a person on foot with unknown weapons.
The commander's teammate, in a four-meter-tall power armor, was defeated quickly? What did that person have?
"You go!"
Slowing down slightly, the commander signaled to open the window behind him. He shouted to his deputy:
"There's a dangerous target at nine o'clock. Take two men and find out what's going on!"
"Understood."
The deputy nodded, selecting two more power armors. The three massive armors slowed and broke away.
Three power armors against a single target with unknown weapons seemed excessive. But the previous teammate's swift defeat made the commander cautious. He deployed extra manpower and ordered the squad to slow down, ready to support.
The wait was longer this time, but soon, a more urgent alarm sounded, and the flag changed color again.
The red flag, second only to the black flag in severity? The commander's heart raced as he peered through the scope, deciphering the flag signal.
11 o'clock, the same target, all defeated?!"
"Turn back!"
The commander, who noticed the unusual situation, immediately opened the pneumatic window and shouted to the Power Armor squad behind him:
"The rear squad, continue with 10 Power Armors, the rest of you pull back to the yellow zone! 11 o'clock, full speed retreat!"
...
As expected, running on two legs is too slow.
In his soul vision, he saw several souls rushing towards him at a speed of sixty to seventy kilometers per hour. Lyon frowned, then controlled the Incantation Silver to form a pry bar, wedging it into the back of the Power Armor's hidden door and prying with force.
"Creak!"
With the strength of a 5-point Immersion Value, along with the power of the Incantation Silver pry bar, the thickness rivaled that of a pneumatic shield's solid hidden door, emitting a mournful cry of metal deformation. Reluctantly, it clanged open, revealing the intricate gear mechanism inside, and in the center, a large power cell encased in a purple-red copper shell.
Not bad, this one has more juice left.
Through the semi-transparent resin gauge, Lyon checked the amount of deep purple liquid in the power cell, and nodded in satisfaction. Then, using the Incantation Silver pry bar, he pried open the copper wires and deformed gears, prying at the thick spring that held the power cell in place, creaking and straining as he forced it open.
"You're dead meat!"
Spitting out the dust in his mouth, Lyon glared at the madman who was prying open the Power Armor's power cell. He was dragged out of the cockpit and thrown to the ground. The officer, with a golden retriever's head of hair, gritted his teeth and shouted:
"If you're not the mastermind, attacking the Boarding Tower might not be a capital offense, but stealing the Power Armor's power cell... Each of these is a capital crime!"
"Creak!"
"Stop it, you idiot! Do you know what you're doing? These Power Armors are the private property of the Ryan family!"
"Creak, creak, creak!"
"Don't pry! Our Ryan family's new duke is about to marry into the royal family and regain control of the Upper House! Even if you manage to escape today, the entire kingdom will be after you!"
"Creak, creak, creak, creak!"
"Are you even listening to me?!"
I'm listening, of course.
Glancing back at the little golden retriever, Lyon, who had already circled around the spring and pried it open, gave him an enigmatic smile. Then, he stepped on the Incantation Silver pry bar, snapping it down to release the Power Armor's power cell.
I remember the automaton "Aethia 128" saying that as long as we connect the Power Armor's power cell to her, we can reactivate her. But this thing is not easy to handle, and when there's a chance, we should prepare a few more.
"That's our Ryan family's property! Damn it! Put that down!"
Seeing Lyon picking up the power cell worth over ten thousand gold wheels, the officer, with a golden retriever's head of hair, gritted his teeth in pain. After seeing Lyon throw the power cell to the ground with a loud clatter, and the other three power cells piled together, he couldn't help but curse:
"You're finished! Our Ryan family will never let you off! From now on, your wanted poster will be posted on every notice board in the kingdom!"
Ah, yes, yes, yes!
After instructing Youha to collect the stacked power cells, Lyon, under the angry glares of several golden retrievers, jumped off the downed Power Armor, just as he was about to make his escape, a rhythmic rumbling sound echoed from the distance.
Lyon narrowed his eyes and saw twelve towering four-meter-tall Power Armors emerging from the smoke and dust, charging towards him through the dust and sand. Undoubtedly, he was their target.
They sure arrived quickly...
Gazing at the mechanical behemoths rushing towards him, Lyon listened to the increasingly loud rumble of the steam engines. He couldn't help but click his tongue, just as he turned to continue his escape, the golden retrievers behind him shouted.
"I said, you're dead meat!"
Glaring at Lyon with malicious intent, the officer from the Ryan family, with a golden retriever's head of hair, spoke with satisfaction:
"If you had knocked us down, you'd have been blown to bits. With so many of them this time, you're done for! Moreover, the captain and us are not the same. His Power Armor is from the Croak Kingdom, and it's expensive..."
"You're right, I can't withstand so many Power Armors. Just their heat weapons are enough to give me a hard time."
Responding without a care, Lyon took out a rope and tied up the panicked golden retriever officer, and then, with their backs to each other, he sprinted away while calmly replying:
"To avoid getting blasted by so many cannons, I had to trouble you to block them for a bit... Oh, and I can assure you, your new duke will be truly grateful for your efforts!"
(End of Chapter)
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