Chapter 447: When Misfortune Strikes
Chapter 447: When Misfortune Strikes
"Ahhhh!!!"
With the help of the unavailable 'Egg-Breaking Badge', the sturdy guard who suffered a deadly chicken strike screamed in agony and immediately released his grip, clutching his leg as he knelt down, unable to stand up again.
Through this experience, not only did Lyon manage to obtain a weapon from the guard's hands, but he also discovered a trick to deal with these Iron Plate Guards.
After their iron transformation, these guards' bodies became incredibly sturdy, feeling no pain and fearless in battle, making them extremely difficult to handle. If Lyon wanted them to stop blocking his path, he would have to dismantle them piece by piece.
However, with the 'Egg-Breaking Badge' equipped, things became much simpler. He could just kick them in the groin, and they would immediately fall to the ground, unable to get up for at least five minutes.
Perfect!
Pleased with his own quick thinking, Lyon, with his injuries now healed, targeted another guard. He grabbed the guard's weapon, disrupting his balance, and then delivered a swift kick, sending the unfortunate guard to the ground, following in the footsteps of the sturdy guard.
Having found a solution, the rest became straightforward.
In a repetitive cycle of "Bam!" and "Ahhhh!!", the muscular Iron Plate Guards, resembling little calves, one by one, clutched their legs and knelt on the ground, filling the entire corridor with their groans.
"No! No!"
After more than twenty guards had knelt down, one of them finally gave up resisting. He hastily threw away his weapon, clutching his leg in fear, and pleaded, "I... I surrender..."
"Bam!"
"Ahhhh!!!"
Kicking the pleading guard in the leg, Lyon sent him to join the Wudang Team's queue. Finally free from entanglement, Lyon rushed towards the stairwell, apologizing to the Iron Plate Guards in his mind.
Don't blame me for kicking hard; I'm doing this for your own good.
If I didn't do this, breaking free from you would require more force. But once this anomaly is resolved, there's no guarantee that those who lose their heads will survive. It's better to have a small head than a big one, right?
"He's out!"
"Over here!"
"Don't let him go upstairs!"
Seeing Lyon free from the guards' entanglement, the reinforcements hurried to catch up and tried to stop him from going upstairs to find the Metal Princess.
In the relatively spacious study, the guards could hold Lyon for a while, but the stairwell was much narrower, allowing only two or three guards to confront Lyon at once, and they were quickly taken down one by one.
The sound of eggs being smashed, accompanied by "Bam!" and "Ahhhh!!", echoed up the stairwell, reaching the ears of the Metal Princess.
Damn it! How could he have caught up so quickly?
Realizing Lyon was closing in, the Metal Princess clenched her fist and shouted at the flag bearer beside the tower, "Are you done yet? Why does it take so long to notify the stationed Royal Guard?"
"Well... I think the notification should have reached them... But the flag bearer over there seems a bit off..."
Observing the flag signals from the distant military camp, the flag bearer's iron face was filled with bewilderment as he explained, "I signaled that we needed support here, and they responded with a 'safe' signal. Then I informed them of the attack on the palace and demanded immediate deployment, but they replied with a 'stable situation' signal. I just tried again, emphasizing the urgency, and they responded with a 'long live the kingdom' signal. I don't know what's going on..."
What's the meaning of all this?
Snatching the telescope from the flag bearer, the Metal Princess observed the flag signals from the military camp and realized they were indeed 'reading and responding randomly'. She couldn't help but grit her teeth and curse the old king and the camp's commanding officer in her mind.
A bunch of idiots!
How could such an important task of guarding the palace be entrusted to such foolish individuals? The flag bearer responsible for signaling the Royal Guard can't even understand basic flag signals? This damn kingdom is utterly rotten!
Forget about relying on the Royal Guard to arrive in time.
Hearing the growing commotion downstairs, Lyon knew he was getting closer. The Metal Princess stomped her foot, threw the telescope back to the flag bearer, ordering him to continue signaling, and hurried towards the other stairwell, intending to escape the Imperial Palace first.
There were only a few dozen guards in the Imperial Palace, but the two teams of guards who took turns guarding the palace totaled around eight to nine hundred. Including the four patrols outside the palace, there were even more!
As long as he escaped the Imperial Palace, he could summon the guards within the palace to temporarily hold off this troublesome fellow. Then, he could head straight to the Royal Guard's camp and wipe out all the royal family members with their help. Facing a well-organized army, there was no way he could stop them!
...
Through the soul vision of the Black Sheep, Lyon immediately followed her downstairs after noticing the Iron Queen's movements. However, the path was blocked by a pile of guards on the stairs, and new Iron Guards kept entering the Imperial Palace, trapping him in the stairwell for a while.
It seemed he had to take another route.
After a long time, he finally descended one floor, only to find another large group of soldiers below. The Iron Queen's soul had already rushed out of the Imperial Palace. Lyon hesitated for a moment, then, to the stunned gazes of the Iron Guards, he flipped over the handrail of the stairwell.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, Lyon fell headfirst from a height of six stories, crashing onto the first floor and shattering several stone bricks on the stairwell floor.
Hearing the loud noise, the princess turned around in shock. She saw Lyon stumbling to his feet and staggering towards her. She couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
Damn it! How could he be so persistent?
"Guards!"
Seeing that Lyon was willing to jump off the building to chase her, the Iron Queen feared that she might be caught before completing her goal. She ran while screaming:
"Help! Someone, please!"
"The rebels are trying to kill me! Guards!!!"
Strangely, despite the Iron Queen's repeated calls, not a single guard responded. The guards who were supposed to be on duty within the palace had mysteriously vanished, and no matter how much she shouted, they remained out of sight.
What was going on? Why had all the guards disappeared?
Unaware that Lyon had ordered the palace guards to practice underwater swimming in the garden, the Iron Queen continued to call for help. After a while, she realized that no one was responding, and Lyon was getting closer. She gritted her teeth and turned towards the palace gates, running outside.
It didn't matter if there were no guards; there were still people on the streets outside. She could have them distract Lyon as well.
With determination, the Iron Queen started running towards the palace gates, but Lyon, who had been relentlessly pursuing her, had already healed his body. His heavy footsteps grew louder, each step feeling like a weight on the Iron Queen's heart, making it heavier with each stride.
Oh no! The palace grounds were quite extensive, and there was even a plaza outside. Given the current situation, she feared that she might be caught before even reaching the palace gates and calling for help from outside. What should she do?
Just as the Iron Queen was about to succumb to despair, it seemed that even the heavens were on her side. A large group of armed people suddenly rushed into the palace, entering the area under her command.
Saved!
Without time to ponder why so many ordinary people had stormed the palace, the Iron Queen, relieved to have help, pointed at the approaching Lyon and screamed:
"..."
Huh?
Upon seeing Princess Veronica, unharmed, running out of the palace, the rebels who had stormed in were initially overjoyed. However, after hearing her command, confusion clouded the eyes of these elite rebels.
"Your Highness..."
The bald woman, who had rushed into the palace with the rebels, scratched her bald head in bewilderment as she watched the excited Iron Queen run up to her, shouting for her to catch their leader. She pointed at Lyon in the distance, her face filled with confusion, and asked:
"You want us to capture our own leader?"
"..."
(End of Chapter)
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