Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

The massive shield also has a powerful deterrent effect, and Hoshiguma always exudes a sense of security.

If you're afraid, you'll find courage and a sense of security when you're with her.

Miraculously, the operators who didn't recognize Hoshiguma all thought that an unfamiliar leader from the Guard Bureau was about to lead an assault.

Those who knew her saw many police officers gather around and follow her upstairs. They looked at each other and followed.

This is the scene that makes Lungmen a miracle.

The gang thugs, along with police officers, planned another raid on the kidnappers.

And now, it's 11:30 at night.

On the kidnappers' side, most of the fanatical gang members who had split off were already dead. After all, the Guard Bureau was a well-trained organization, while this rabble relied solely on fanaticism for their fighting strength.

As for the mercenaries...

Those Sarkaz mercenaries have gone missing in the battle.

Either I die, or I run away.

"As expected, those damned demons are unreliable!"

The leader of the Ursus mercenaries shouted when he heard the sound of military boots coming from the stairwell again.

"The Lungmen police are here!!!"

In order to deal with the Royal Guard's attack, and with the idea that even if they couldn't win, they should still make a huge dent in the enemy's defenses, that person specially made them a big one.

A Sarkaz water-cooled rapid-fire gun, which I don't know how it was obtained.

Because of its massive size and the need for water to cool the gun barrel, this heavy machine could only be placed at the top of the stairs, where the enemy would have to break through if they came up.

This thing is enough to make the opponent pay a heavy price on their way to attack.

Moreover, this thing had already caused the Guard Bureau a lot of trouble before, and they couldn't break through it no matter what methods they tried.

Exhausted from the response, the floor was covered in blood and the walls were riddled with bullet holes.

The upper level was breached by Lungmen, and the lower level was breached by the Royal Guard. The entire building was like a sandwich, with people inside wanting to get out and people outside desperately wanting to get in.

Seeing a shadow drift by at the top of the stairs, the archer nervously pulled the trigger.

It was a constant, crisp, and deafening knocking sound.

This thing has been going off all day, constantly spitting out golden-yellow cartridge cases and continuously firing metal pellets.

The shooter, who had never played with such a thing before, even felt like he was hallucinating. Regardless of whether he pulled the trigger or not, the rapid banging sound seemed to keep echoing in his ears, deafeningly loud.

However, when the figure appeared, it was actually a black ghost face!

That's... Prajna?!

Why is it Prajna?!

However, there's no need for much thinking anymore; the archer just needs to pull the trigger and smash everything in front of him!

Die! Die, all of you!!

However, Prajna's hardness was extraordinary, and it actually managed to get close despite the metal storm.

As the Prajna begins to rotate and cut the human body, the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat begins in the narrow corridor.

death.

Death is everywhere.

Everyone was on the verge of collapse and hatred.

The police officers had never witnessed such a bloody scene: systematic killing, systematically leaving the bodies aside and continuing the attack.

The bandits, too, continued fighting in this hopeless place, facing off against a group of Guards officers.

Everyone was almost in a bloodthirsty frenzy, attacking anyone who wasn't wearing the same clothes as them.

Cut them to death.

Inside, the roaring demon woman was like a chariot rampaging in all directions.

The enormous Prajna spun and divided the battlefield.

He no longer cared about the Royal Guard personnel behind him.

Hoshiguma took the lead, smashing through the gangsters who were blocking her way, and then charged forward.

Signal room.

It's on this floor.

He kicked the person and the door inside.

The figure of Hoshiguma Gundam burst into the room.

But they found no one there. If it wasn't here, then it must be the next room.

Then, with another sound, the bolt and the metal pivot were violently separated by external force.

When the fifth door...

Hoshiguma finally saw the blonde girl in the house.

Only at this moment did the clock strike midnight outside the door.

It wasn't until this moment that Hoshiguma remembered.

Today...it seems to be Christmas.

Chapter 104, Section 107: [Choose Yourself]

"What? My aim is actually pretty accurate."

It was late at night, and it seemed to be Christmas Day, with snowflakes falling from the sky.

Half of his vision was blacked out, leaving him with only half a field of vision, but this didn't really hinder Piana much.

"It's really too strong."

Dragging its broken body, it was cut into its current form by the unreasonable sharpness of the platinum and gold ribbons.

This metal casing, comparable to Captain America's vibranium shield, was treated like butter in the hands of sodium chloride.

It's as easy as tearing paper.

"He's like a monster! Did he use all his points to exchange for characters?!"

This monstrous creature, but she is a monster, and she herself challenges the limits of monsters.

I'm such a lunatic.

Well, it's not bad.

Holding onto her nearly severed left arm, she was fortunate to have dodged in time, preventing the sodium chloride from completely severing her left arm.

However, the current situation is not optimistic.

His whole body was in tatters.

"Boss... Boss?"

The former captain was waiting for her in the dark alley.

There was a car with a stolen license plate that had been hidden in advance. The license plate was stolen, the car was a stolen vehicle that had been illegally modified, and it had no place of origin or any special markings.

It's a car that's practically impossible to trace, making it the best tool for covert operations.

That thing was something their Sarkaz squad had made before, so that one day they could leave safely and quietly.

Then, the captain had already followed Bianna's instructions and left halfway through. If they had stayed any longer, they would have died there like those foolish gangsters and Ursus mercenaries.

However, they didn't make any money, which was a huge loss. They originally thought they could make a lot of money, but if it weren't for Piana's orders, they probably wouldn't be alive today.

That damn Kosichek, he tricked them all.

Just as he was enraged, he saw his boss limping back.

Piana is very strong, excessively strong.

They knew about this, otherwise the Sarkaz squad, which prioritizes power above all else, wouldn't have made her, a complete stranger, their leader.

However, it must be said that the opponent's deployment was correct, the rendezvous point was unexpectedly safe, and the opponent's strength was unfathomable.

Their identities are even more terrifying.

A nobleman of Kazdel, and a relative of the regent.

Just ask you if you are afraid.

Although the Sarkaz don't really care about these things, they'll follow whoever has the strength and ability.

It's that simple and straightforward.

But now, such a powerful guy has this side to him, so who is his opponent?

Who did it? !

"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Come on, get in the car. We have to go. If we don't leave now, the roads out of the city will be blocked and none of us will be able to leave."

The man nodded and went to get his car.

That really piques my curiosity.

Standing in the alley, Pianna glanced at the snow-covered sky outside.

Really looking forward to it.

Curious and expectant, about that woman named sodium chloride.

Mysterious and powerful, isn't that enough to pique people's curiosity?

What an interesting recluse.

"We will definitely meet again."

A smile spread across his lips.

"I'll say it with a smile," Pianna said.

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This matter has been completely resolved.

The entire interior of the building was riddled with holes.

Blood was everywhere, flowing down the stairs from the stairwell.

"Is this what you wanted, Kosiché?"

Standing on the rooftop, looking down at Pacific Place shrouded in darkness, below were red and blue police lights.

The Dragon Gate area has been turned into a complete mess today.

What exactly is the purpose of all this?

There is simply too much information missing.

Never mind, it's none of her business.

Kosiché's problems were only Kosiché's concern; she only cared about the content of their collaboration, and nothing outside of that was her business.

Ultimately, she was just an ordinary psychiatrist.

She just wanted to live an ordinary life.

It grows as slowly as a plant, nothing more.

I don't need an overly stimulating daily life, nor do I want boundless despair.

All I want is peace.

Like a machine, day after day.

time to go.

She still needs to find someone to find out the secret behind that pattern.

This is what she wants to know most right now; as for this matter, it's just a bargaining chip to obtain this information.