Now, let's divert our attention away from the shocking dream of a certain queen roasting a whale for lunch and look at the situation of the others on the battlefield.
As one of us who worshiped cannon bombardment the most, the first thing that caught my eye was the two "Iron-arm-IX" diffuser psionic cannons that were in the middle of a cannon formation formed by 155 photon floating cannons that were firing indiscriminately at the Assembly Demons that were fleeing in all directions. Behind these two weapons of mass destruction that resembled elongated jet engines was a metal trapdoor that floated in the air and kept opening and closing. Every time this trapdoor opened, a dozen "Bone Razor" light rapid-attack missiles would whizz past from the blue spatial tunnel behind it, creating a deafening explosion in the distance.
Eh? Why do I feel like I've missed out on something important from my description just now?
Under the influence of a certain sense of embarrassment, I searched through the pile of weapons of mass destruction for a long time before finally discovering a little lass that I had accidentally overlooked due to her figure.
Pandora, who hadn't grown in height at all, stood behind the two floating psionic cannons that were ten meters long. Half of her body had transformed into a complex mechanical form, and countless energy pipes that flickered with a metallic luster extended from her body and connected to the psionic cannons. The powerful energy flowing inside the psionic cannons filled the surrounding air with a faint blue glow after electrolysis. These thick energy pipes crisscrossed with one another, and every time the psionic cannons fired, it would tremble violently. From a distance, the current Pandora looked like a kitten that was tangled up in a messy ball of string. Of course, this was a euphemistic way of putting it. At the very least, the Assembly Demons that were being bombarded by this violent loli to the point of crying for their parents would never associate this little lunatic with an animal like a kitten …
"This lass really hasn't grown in height …"
After observing for a long time, I finally came to this conclusion. It was said that Pandora had been like this since a long time ago, a loli that couldn't grow up even after hundreds of thousands of years. No wonder Pandora was so resentful of her height … Speaking of which, the Shiring Apostles were truly mystical creatures …
Well … To a sis-con and a lolicon, Pandora's physique was a rare and precious resource …
In the past few days, Pandora had indeed been stifled to death by me. Every day, she watched her soldiers or her allies' soldiers fight outside, while she, as the commander of the army, had to obediently stay in the command room and stare blankly at the holographic projection. Although this was what a qualified commander should do, to Pandora, such a life was no less than imprisonment. It was only because this was what her brother wanted that she could do that she could only obey unconditionally. But now, that damn restriction was finally lifted …
Thus, Pandora fell into an unprecedented state of excitement.
Among the few of us, I was the one with the most unpredictable attack style and the strongest instantaneous explosive power. And in terms of unpredictable battle style, Sandora, who could control the enemy's mind, was the one with the greatest psychological pressure. As for Shallow Shallow and her older sister, their inexplicable abilities were the most impossible to defend against and always produced unexpected results. But in terms of the most stable and efficient DPS … Pandora was definitely the one …
Especially when this little guy was excited ….
And the result of this little violent maniac's excitement was that those unlucky assembly demons had a good taste of what a barrage of bullets and AoE cannons were like. Even though these fellows had astonishing physiques and varied battle tactics, against a berserk artillery battery with an army-level firepower, any brilliant battle tactics were useless. With Pandora as the center, an entire kilometer of spherical space around her had already turned into a terrifying battlefield filled with lasers and missiles flying everywhere. I was completely unable to understand how her tiny body was able to support the energy supply of hundreds of high-powered cannons. The astonishing might contained within this 1.2m little fellow's body was completely unleashed at this moment. Dismembered demon limbs rained down from the spherical space like rain. Everyone, including our own soldiers, had wisely chosen to stay away from this loli general who was already going a little crazy …
And I was already imagining the hilarious scene of Pandora's head smoking after the battle ended — this little brat wouldn't stop until she was severely overloaded.
Different from the exaggerated and lively battle scenes of the little lunatic Pandora, the battle between her older sister and Shallow Shallow reflected a kind of … strangeness. Yep, that was the only way I could describe it. According to the knowledge that Lin Xue had instilled in me, Espers could basically be divided into two major categories. The first category was Lin Feng's Nature Esper, which mainly used the power of nature such as wind, fire, lightning, and lightning to fight. This type of Esper was similar to Magic in battle. The other major category was Lin Xue's Mystic Esper. Qian Qian and my sister's Esper also belonged to this category. Mystic Esper's Esper might not have any obvious or flashy effects, but such Esper's Esper was much stranger than any other Esper's Esper.
It was just like what I was seeing right now.
I didn't stop Shallow Shallow and her older sister from fighting personally. That was because even though these assembled demons were strong, that was only in comparison to the average Shiring Apostles and the enemies that we had met previously. These machine-creature hybrids were still no match for a Legendary-class Apostle. In other words, their strength was still within the range that I could accept. Even if Shallow Shallow and her older sister were unable to deal with them, I believed that the high-level commanders beside them would be able to protect their matriarchs from harm. In fact, Shallow Shallow and her older sister were completely capable of dealing with these enemies. Their abilities were more inclined towards combat, which was completely different from Lin Xue's extreme support-type abilities.
Relying on her powerful spiritual power, her older sister floated in midair not too far away. Of course, since her ability wasn't for flying, there was a limit to how much she could float in midair at high speeds like Sandora. However, just the fact that she was able to float in midair proved that her spiritual power had reached an inconceivable level. This was different from the so-called Wind Magic, which relied on a small amount of spiritual power to activate the wind element in order to fly. However, her older sister's ability was purely relying on her almost physical spiritual power to float in midair. The difference between the two was self-evident. Her older sister's ability was a curse. It was a strange ability that sent chills down one's spine just by hearing its name. Furthermore, her older sister was able to utilize this originally dangerous ability to an astonishing degree. Countless assembled demons had mysteriously died in all kinds of accidents just like that. Even until their deaths, they probably didn't know why they were unlucky to such an extent …
Guns exploding (Is it even possible for the military technology of the Shiring Apostles to have such a low-level malfunction?) Being accidentally shot by one's own people (This is a conceivable situation, if we ignore the fact that the assembled demons were actually firing in front of them and ended up hitting a comrade behind them in the head …) Even coughing would cause a comminuted rib fracture, twisting one's head would rupture one's brain stem, flapping one's wings would cause all the muscles on one's back to die … You can't imagine how unlucky one must be to have such things happen. And within a few hundred meters around my sister, these unlucky events that were impossible to happen kept happening. Every demon that got close to me would lose their lives due to such bizarre and ridiculous accidents, while my sister herself remained unscathed despite being surrounded by countless enemies …
Misfortune Transfer — My sister couldn't allow her luck to be so good that she could remain unscathed amidst a hail of bullets, but she could guarantee that every enemy around her was a million times more unlucky than her. According to her, luck was something that couldn't be seen or touched, and there was a limit to it. There was a certain amount of misfortune, and naturally, there had to be a corresponding amount of good luck to balance it out. My sister had placed a curse on the enemies around her, and that was to become the beacon of misfortune within this area. This way, the unlucky events that should have happened to her would be attracted to these even more unlucky beacons of misfortune, such as the "accidental victims" who kept getting shot in the head by their own people.
From the looks of it, unless every living being on the battlefield died, my sister would never be in any danger — to her, there would always be an endless supply of scapegoats …
And on the other side, Shallow Shallow's method of killing her enemies was both bizarre and … terrifying …
Although I knew that Shallow Shallow's personality would change to become a little cruel, but when I saw her fighting style, I realized that my imagination was still too weak …
"Rot! Such a short life! " Shallow Shallow shouted, and as her voice faded, another assembled demon turned into a disgusting mixture of rotting flesh and metal shards, falling from the sky. His head was the only organ that wasn't accelerated by time, and so this unlucky demon fully experienced the pain of his body rotting. To others, it was a matter of an instant, but to this demon, it had probably been suffering for thousands of years …
Shallow Shallow didn't seem to care about how fast she killed her enemies. What she preferred now was to make them suffer more pain and despair in the process of death. Every enemy that she turned into a corpse had suffered thousands of years of pain in an extremely conscious state before dying. Perhaps even the demons themselves wouldn't be able to compare to Shallow Shallow in terms of torture. Furthermore, Shallow Shallow seemed to enjoy using words to increase the fear of her enemies, and who knew where she learned those cruel and bloodthirsty words from …
The three assembled demons that had half their bodies turned into pus seemed to have lost their minds after being tortured by Shallow Shallow's cruel methods. They actually abandoned their weapons and charged at the terrifying female demon in front of them, as if intending to use the demon's self-destruction technique to finish off their enemies. But Shallow Shallow merely glanced at them with a mocking gaze.
"Let's see how many slices you'll be sliced into …"
She spoke with an amused tone, and before the three demons could understand what was happening, their bodies had already been sliced into hundreds of neat pieces of meat, as if a sharp knife had cut through a ham. Two seconds later, turbid blood and other substances gushed out from between the pieces of meat, along with the belated cries of the three demons.
Shallow Shallow had precisely stopped their subcutaneous muscle fibers, and the charging demons were sliced into hundreds of neat slices by her own muscle cells …
Such a scene was even more impactful than being blasted into smithereens by cannons because it was too bizarre. It was as if Shallow Shallow was surrounded by invisible blades, and anyone who got close would be completely dismembered.
Coincidentally, a few of the assembled demons that were about to charge forward stopped in their tracks, and chose to use their magic and cannons to attack from afar — which was just another nightmare for them.
"Oh … Let's see what happened in the past …" Shallow Shallow said with a gloomy tone, and then snapped her fingers.
A second of stillness passed, and all the assembled demons suddenly realized that their weapons and magic were losing control!
Time Displacement — this was the ability that Shallow Shallow activated. She was able to slice a short period of time into two parts, and then change the reality of the two parts. For example, she could cause the explosion of the cannonball to happen before it left the cannon, and cause the burning of the shadow arrow to happen before it solidified …
Just like that, a dozen assembled demons were blown into smithereens by their own future attacks.
I, who was watching from afar, broke out in a cold sweat. It was fortunate that I knew what the real Qian Qian was like. This version of her … wasn't just your average strength!
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