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Chapter 446: Close Combat
Chapter 446: Close Combat
As Lyon suddenly regained his mobility and lunged towards her, the Metal Princess nearly popped her eyes out in shock.
What... you're actually serious?
You've climbed to the top, becoming one of the Pillars of the Kingdom, the Speaker of the Upper House, the Duke of Lionheart, and the Future Prince... and now you want to lead a rebel faction in hiding? What's the difference between this and rebelling against yourself? Are you out of your mind?
Without time to ponder Lyon's sudden insanity, the Metal Princess hastily sidestepped, narrowly avoiding Lyon's grasping hand reaching for her shoulder.
But immediately after, her inner ankle was hooked, causing her to lose balance and fall. A metallic knee, gleaming with a metallic sheen, firmly knelt towards her abdomen.
"Bang!"
A dull clank of metal hitting the wooden floor echoed as the Metal Princess, lying on the ground, grabbed the remnants of the study's outer wall, pulling herself up. With a final effort, she spread her legs wide, causing the deadly knee to land harmlessly in the air.
Lyon's police combat techniques, learned from the female officer, were still too rudimentary. He had only mastered the basics and hadn't learned what to do after knocking down a target, resulting in a delay in his follow-up attack.
Seizing this rare opportunity, the Metal Princess swiftly kicked out, like a rabbit kicking an eagle, aiming for Lyon's head. However, Lyon reacted in time, and the kick only landed on his right shoulder.
"Clang!"
With a somewhat grating metallic sound, Lyon's metal shoulder dented as if struck by a solid iron hammer, causing his entire right arm to hang limply.
Using the recoil from the kick, the Metal Princess propelled herself backward, sliding across the floor, hastily moving out of Lyon's reach.
That was close! He almost touched me.
After checking Lyon's hands, the Metal Princess, still shaken, took a deep breath and hurriedly twisted her body to crawl towards the guards outside the door.
It doesn't matter if I can't control it!
She gestured to the guards, signaling them to block Lyon, and immediately turned to run towards the staircase.
Currently, the entire palace is under my control. With half an hour more, as my power continues to spread, even the entire royal capital will be mine. With so many people, we can overwhelm him!
...
This is troublesome...
Lyon sighed as he watched over a dozen guards, armed and approaching under the Metal Princess's command. He took out the Black Sheep from the Mirror World.
If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have lent out the Desire Invader.
Having joined the Purification Bureau recently, Lyon lacked sufficient resources. After the Witch's Broom was snapped earlier, he was left without a primary anomaly for combat, especially lacking in crowd control abilities.
After all, when fighting against Iron Guards, one can't rely solely on the Immortal in Wine or the Scream Hand for close combat. It seems I'll need to find a suitable anomaly soon after this incident.
"From this moment on," Lyon declared, attaching the excited Black Sheep to his waist and picking up the old king from the floor.
"I declare war on the Kingdom!"
Accompanying Lyon's declaration, a pungent sulfur smell instantly filled the study, and two black goat horns with spiral patterns and dark red sparks appeared above Lyon's head.
"Look, in times like these, we must rely on ourselves!"
As Black Sheep proudly claimed credit, Lyon, with the head of the Old King hanging on his left pant leg and the head of the Black Sheep on his right, turned and charged towards the guards.
After taking a glance at Lyon's "appearance," the guards, already roused by their orders, seemed to receive an extra boost of energy. They rushed into the study with their weapons, shouting chaotically:
"There's a rebel!"
"Defend the Palace!"
From the distant corridor, the Metal Princess's voice echoed:
"Quick, someone! There's a rebel assassinating the King! Hurry and inform the Captain of the Guards! And call the Royal Guard too! Kill...damn it! Take him down!"
At the Metal Princess's command, the Iron Guards throughout the entire Royal Chamber rushed up the stairs, blocking Lyon on this level. He charged several times but couldn't break through.
However, although Black Sheep's mind was unreliable, his abilities were trustworthy. The moment Lyon declared war, the Endless Blood Battle effect was fully activated.
Lyon, enveloped in an aura from hell and with a demonic shadow behind him, relied on his dual immortality of the Sheep Head and the Lionheart. He charged into the crowd, engaging in close-quarters combat with a group of guards.
Are you alone in your attempt to assassinate the King?
Apparently provoked by Lyon's audacity, a robust Iron Guard raised his ceremonial sword, his face filled with anger as he slashed towards Lyon.
"Rebel!"
"I am indeed!" Lyon replied casually.
He slightly tilted his head, taking the blow on his shoulder.
The Royal Guards, though perhaps not suited for the battlefield, were all physically capable. Facing the blunt iron sword's powerful downward slash, even with Lyon's physical prowess, his shoulder dented, and his entire upper body sank, almost causing him to fall.
However, before the Iron Guards could rejoice, Lyon's demonic shadow behind him trembled slightly. His dented shoulder mysteriously restored instantly, and even the scraped-off paint on his body was replenished.
"Bring it on!"
Lyon raised his lowered arm, gripping the thick blade of the ceremonial sword. In the astonished gaze of the robust guard, Lyon, almost two heads shorter and seemingly lacking strength, single-handedly grabbed the sword and forcefully pulled, dragging both the guard and his sword along.
Won't let go?
Glancing at the Iron Guard's tight grip on the hilt, Lyon, in urgent need of a weapon, didn't hesitate. He lifted his leg and kicked between the guard's legs!
Strangely, the Iron Guard seemed unaffected, still clutching his sword with both hands. Meanwhile, the surrounding Iron Soldiers seized the opportunity and pounced, swinging their weapons at Lyon.
Damn...I let my guard down.
After enduring two sword slashes and four baton strikes in a second, Lyon finally reacted. If the Queen and King didn't die after losing their heads, kicking his good brother was nothing!
Time to change badges!
Lyon switched out the Egg-Breaking Badge...for the Unfortunately Not Available badge. He raised his arm, desperately blocking the Iron Guards' weapons, and swung his right leg, kicking the robust guard's vital area again.
"Bang!"
(End of Chapter)
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