Chapter 1202: Do You Want to Suck?
These words pierced Jaddexiu's heart like a sharp blade!
The Black Death Emperor Faction were terrorists active in the War Emperor's domain.
They had been operating in the War Emperor's domain for over ten years, yet not only had they failed to shake the Sacred Treaty in the slightest, even their two leaders had been successively crushed. They hadn't even managed to touch a single hair on the Forgotten War Emperor himself.
Without exception, every beastman of the Black Death Emperor Faction lived their entire lives under the shadow of the Forgotten War Emperor!
"Shut up, you damn couple!"
Jaddexiu flew into a rage, his deep voice rising by at least ten decibels.
"Crush them, Nalakuvara!"
In an instant, as if receiving orders, the compound eyes on over a dozen Nalakuvara units lit up, their crimson flashes humming like killing machines.
In the blink of an eye, all six legs began moving, crushing toward the two people at the center!
In that split second, Laphria drew the curse gun she carried with her, and massive spiritual flames once again ignited around her!
It was a single-shot gun forged from special metal imbued with cursed power.
Like the decorative guns used by ancient nobles, it was engraved with abundant gold and curses, deliberately flaunting its extravagance.
In an instant, her spiritual power loaded into the curse gun.
"Whoosh!"
A massive light blade nearly twenty meters long extended from the barrel in that moment.
With a swing from Laphria, a single strike severed the front legs of the dozen or so legged tanks attacking them!
"Wow."
Eiji clapped calmly.
The tanks with severed front legs all collapsed to the ground.
No wonder the previous imitation holy sword was called a castrated version—the real imitation holy sword was indeed far stronger than the castrated one.
"Is this all you've got?"
Laphria twirled the gun twice, playfully blowing on non-existent gun smoke from the barrel as if showing off, and grinned mischievously.
Even she found it somewhat surprising—was this all the Gods' Weapon had to offer?
"Hmph, the terror of the Gods' Weapon is only just beginning for you!"
Jaddexiu's smug laughter echoed from all directions.
"Hmm?"
Laphria let out a soft exclamation.
"They're repairing themselves?"
Eiji pointed at the Nalakuvara's front legs.
The severed sections of the front legs cut by the imitation holy sword glowed with a molten light as if scorched by high temperatures.
But those legged tanks simply placed the severed ends against the ground, and the severed limbs reattached themselves as if time were flowing backward.
In just a few seconds, they were completely restored without a scratch.
"Such powerful self-repair ability!"
Laphria covered her mouth, gasping in surprise.
This regenerative ability was even stronger than that of vampires!
"Are they absorbing metal components from the ground?"
Eiji pondered thoughtfully.
Quite a convenient weapon!
Worthy of being called the Gods' Weapon!
I want it!
"Bzzz—!"
Immediately after.
The compound eyes of the legged tanks began gathering crimson flashes.
"What's that?"
Laphria grew wary.
She immediately activated the imitation holy shield, deploying a transparent light barrier in front of her.
Aldygia's magitech "Artificer System" could use the vast spiritual power provided by the spirit furnace to imbue ordinary weapons with powerful spiritual ranks, temporarily elevating them to the level of holy swords and holy shields. Their offensive and defensive capabilities were astonishingly formidable, sufficient to serve as warship-grade weaponry.
In Lavelia's case, the spirits she nurtured within her body supplied mana to her alone, making her power far superior to the imitation holy swords and holy shields equipped on warships!
The imitation holy shield she wielded was nearly impossible to break under any attack below that of a True Ancestor!
A crimson flash surged toward her!
The moment the light appeared, Lavelia regretted her decision.
It was a laser cannon.
An attack with temperatures approaching 20,000 degrees, its power almost rivaling that of a True Ancestor's familiars!
Coupled with its near-light-speed velocity, it could be called a grunt-killer!
Truly, a creation of the gods!
Indeed.
Even Aldygia's Artificer System was nothing but cannon fodder in the face of Nalakvala!
She shouldn't have tried to block it—she should have dodged in advance.
Lavelia deeply regretted it.
A sense of despair even rose in her heart, as if today might be the day she met her end.
In the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, her vision blurred, and the entire world seemed to turn upside down.
"Scared?"
When she regained her senses, she found herself face-to-face with a familiar pair of sunglasses and a mask.
Eiji had lifted her in a princess carry, evading the incoming laser cannon blast.
"Watch out!"
Before Lavelia could process what had happened, her peripheral vision caught another Nalakvala unleashing a crimson flash, and she urgently shouted a warning.
"No need to remind me."
But to Lavelia's astonishment, even though Eiji hadn't seen the flash, his feet moved as if he had predicted it all along, and the laser cannon missed him by a hair's breadth.
The close call left Lavelia trembling with fear.
Third, fourth laser cannon blasts swarmed in.
Eiji moved like a dancer at a ball, casually evading the crimson flashes one after another.
"So impressive! How are you doing this?"
"You still have the mind to ask that?"
"Ara~ I choose to believe in you!"
Lavelia let out a charming laugh and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Her upward gaze was as smooth and alluring as a seductive glance.
"Heh, don't rely on your eyes. Use your heart to see."
Eiji smirked slightly.
"Still, those machines can regenerate. They're not the kind of opponents you can beat with fists."
Fists can defeat flesh and blood.
Of course, they can shatter scrap metal too, but when that scrap metal can repair itself and restore to full condition in no time, it's beyond what fists can handle.
"Then—"
Lavelia's eyes rolled playfully.
Even amid the chaotic dance of laser cannon fire, she unfastened the button at her collar, revealing a glimpse of her fair neck.
"Want a sip?"
"Thanks."
Eiji pulled down his mask and pressed his lips against her neck.
"Chu~!"
He kissed her neck firmly, even leaving a reddish mark.
"...I meant, you could drink my blood to awaken a new familiar!"
Lavelia froze for a moment, her cheeks flushing with a rosy hue, then she retorted in mild exasperation.
Eiji narrowed his eyes.
"Tetsuma Kensei told me that the Fourth True Ancestor appeared not to destroy the Faux-Angel ritual, but to liberate Kanon from it."
A playful smile surfaced on La Folia's face.
"And... I've already touched it!"
Eiji could feel a cool warmth transmitted from his neck.
The skin of her fingers and the skin of his neck had completely made contact.
This woman had pretended to steady him while actually taking the opportunity to touch his skin.
"I've already seen the vision. Shall I tell you what it contained?"
La Folia laughed with great delight.