Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 50 Luna Leo, the Thunder Tree of Crucifixion

"Pierrero, your intelligence work is worse than those newspaper reporters! No wonder Feld wanted to get rid of you!"

Barak is furious. From beginning to end, none of Piekro's intelligence was accurate. Whether it was the enemy's capabilities or the exact number of people, everything was seriously different from the truth.

Kate is young and not yet an adult Mink, but this Mink is incredibly powerful. He was already evenly matched with her, and now he has activated his Luna form.

Fear stems from the unknown, but understanding it may not dispel fear; it may even breed deeper despair.

Barak understood the Mink Tribe, which is why he said their organs were rare; consequently, he also knew how terrifying this form of Mink Tribe was.

It is said that this is the true form of the Mink Tribe, but due to physical limitations, it can only be used under the full moon. Once this form is activated, the Mink Tribe's strength, speed, stamina, lightning power, and everything related to combat will undergo a qualitative change.

This form is also very dangerous. If not controlled properly, this berserk power will drive the Mink Tribe into madness, eventually causing them to die from exhaustion.

Barak desperately wanted Kate to lose control, but her current actions showed that she had already mastered this form perfectly.

The Hextech Heart played a significant role in Kite's mastery of the Moon Lion form. This heart allows Kite to remain calmer in battle, meaning the probability of her losing control is virtually zero.

"You came here to gather intelligence, could you have imagined that the Mink Tribe could use this outside of a full moon?!"

Piekro was very dissatisfied. Although his intelligence gathering was terrible, the Moon Leo was clearly a special case.

"So you people are destined to be abandoned by the times, and that's the change brought about by technology."

A full moon is simply a special moment in time, so with some effort, the environmental simulation can naturally be completed.

The props Kate launched earlier were what helped her transform into Sulong.

Moonlight isn't some mystical power; it simply reflects the stored starlight.

Moreover, the moon does not reflect light like a mirror; instead, it scatters some of the sunlight that hits its surface back into space.

By creating a device that absorbs sunlight and then releasing it in the proportions of a full moon, Kate is able to transform under an unnatural full moon.

The specific ratio wasn't calculated, but rather determined through trial and error in the simplest way possible.

Compared to using drugs to force the body's cells into a state of lunar fullness, the artificial full moon environment eliminates the side effects of drugs.

Of course, Oran didn't give them a lecture; he had no interest in answering the enemy's questions.

Piekro and his colleagues didn't understand the specific meaning of environmental simulation either, but they didn't delve into it. In any case, even if they understood the principle, they couldn't change the result.

More intrigued by Piecrow than that was the question.

"Sidiel, why are you doing this? What good does it do you? What's the point of bringing about any changes for those at the bottom? Those pig-like bastards can't give you anything, neither fame nor fortune!"

Piekro's solution was to kill Oran, but he still wanted an answer in person, since he couldn't understand Oran's thinking.

"Do I need your permission to do anything? Do you ask the wishes of the victims when you do things?"

"What you've done was bound to backfire eventually; it was only a matter of time. The leader of the assassin group shouldn't be saying such naive things. This makes my opinion of you drop even further."

"You, who only knows how to hide behind women, have the nerve to say that? If you're so capable, come and fight me yourself!"

The situation has become very dangerous. It seems difficult to wipe out the entire ship. If that's not possible, then we should at least try to kill Oran.

This was Piekro's most basic idea, but he tried several times and still couldn't break through Frankenstein's defense.

"You're not worthy. Besides, sometimes fighting doesn't have to rely on your body; using your brain is just as effective."

Piekro's words had no effect on Oran. This kind of provocation wouldn't even fool a three-year-old in Zaun. Piekro casually pointed to the head, his eyes filled with contempt.

boom!Boom!

"what!"

Before Piekro could say anything more, Frankenstein's warhammer came crashing down on him again. Piekro managed to brace himself with his scythe to barely withstand the blow, but the electric current sent numbness through his arms.

Even with the barrier of the powerful aura, his body tissues still suffered considerable damage from the high-intensity electric current, and Frankenstein seemed to have misunderstood some of Oran's words.

She literally demonstrated how to fight with your mind, using a warhammer to subdue Piekro while leaping high and headbutting him.

The most fatal thing was that Frankenstein had horns. Even though Piekro tried his best to dodge, he was still hit on the shoulder. He didn't have the ability to cover his whole body with Haki, so he concentrated the remaining Haki on his hands and weapons to defend against Frankenstein's warhammer.

A jet of blood shot out, piercing Piecrow's left shoulder blade. The splattered blood landed on Frankenstein's face, the night adding a touch of madness to her features.

"asshole."

The long-handled sickle becomes difficult to use when the opponent is at close range, especially since Piekro's left arm is no longer able to exert force.

Seeing Frankenstein's sharp horn pierce his body, Piekro did not retreat. Instead, he endured the electric current released by the opponent and used his size to restrict the opponent's movement. Then, he gripped the scythe with his right hand near the head and swung it with all his might.

If Frankenstein can evade, he will put Oran within range of his attack, giving Oran a new opportunity.

Frankenstein's actions once again surprised Piecrow; she made no attempt to dodge and allowed the scythe to pierce her heart.

"Are you out of your mind?! What did that guy give you?! That you'd risk your life for him like this?!"

Piekro believed that piercing the heart would be certain death, but Frankenstein's actions did not falter in the slightest.

Not a drop of blood flowed from the wound, but Frankenstein's joints split open, revealing a special cable-like structure that extended and wrapped around Piecrow, completely immobilizing him.

At that moment, the warhammer in Frankenstein's other hand also cracked slightly. As the hammerhead spun, lightning began to take root and sprout from Frankenstein, growing into a fiery tree of lightning.

"Stop! You'll disappear too, you monster!"

"The Thunder Tree of Crucifixion!"

Frankenstein's movements did not falter in the slightest. The violent electric current destroyed everything. When the lightning dissipated, Piecrow had vanished without a trace. Only the black debris scattered on the ground and the broken scythe left on Frankenstein's chest proved that an assassin had once been there.

"General."

At the same time, Kate's claws were also gripping a bald man. Her priority target was not Barak, but his second-in-command, the user of the Chess-Chess Fruit. They weren't too stupid to try to destroy the artificial moon to stop Kate's Sulong form.

However, that height left them helpless. In order to prevent any chess piece clones from interfering with the artificial full moon or affecting Oran, he became Kate's first prey.

The steel clone was like tofu in Kate's hands, instantly torn apart by the high-temperature electric claws. Before the original body could even react, it was already finished off by Kate at close range.

"Now it's your turn, you mongrel."

"I'm Barak the Hyena! Not some mongrel!"

"It doesn't matter, it's all the same."

By the time those words reached Barack's ears, Kate was already behind him. Barack slowly lowered his head, staring at the empty hole in his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

"Is this what my heart looks like?"

Barak turned around stiffly, and when he saw the still-beating heart in Kate's hand, his body went limp and he collapsed weakly onto the deck.

(End of this chapter)