Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

Meanwhile, on the other side.

An Yi, who had just finished reviewing the government affairs, glanced at the receiver with a flashing white light signal, and slowly stood up.

Time to check things out.

Chapter 77. Space Teigu!Shangri-la

pain!

A sharp pain came from the leg.

Sheila could feel that her legs had been completely broken. If she wanted to stand and walk on two feet again, she would probably have to go to the relevant departments of the empire to undergo human experiments.

But that would mean that a part of his body would be replaced by a machine, which was absolutely intolerable to Sheila, who was arrogant and wanted to surpass her father.

Under Chelsea's slightly shocked eyes, he actually stood up from the ground with only one foot.

Then he punched fiercely at the Revolutionary Army intelligence personnel who also did not expect Chelsea to have such abilities.

slap!

Blood and brains splattered everywhere.

The headless corpse of the intelligence officer fell.

"How dare you tell me false information..."

Sheila's expression was distorted in pain, and it was so ferocious that it was a little scary.

Then he looked at Chelsea.

Seeing the hexagonal light yellow force field still suspended beside her, indescribable rage surged out of his chest.

"You bastard woman!"

He let out a roar, and took out his space-type Teigu: "I'm going to send you into the gap between different dimensions!"

Yes.

With that blow just now, he had already clearly understood that he couldn't break through the energy field protecting Chelsea.

But his Teigu Shangri-La was enough to send Chelsea to the end of the world, where she was tortured to death by the cruel natural environment.

The lavender gossip array lights up.

He stared at Chelsea, but in the next moment—

"...who?!"

Sheila stopped activating Tegu's ability, and looked behind her in astonishment.

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The sound of cold footsteps was very clear in this night.

Under the moonlight, Sheila and Chelsea finally saw clearly the figure walking slowly from the cemetery.

It was a man with short hair and a handsome face, but there was no femininity at all, and the whole person had a vague sense of coldness.

"An Yi!" Chelsea made a surprised voice.

Then she was taken aback, and subconsciously touched her face.

She doesn't have a transformed appearance... This is the first time she is shown in front of An Yi.

She is still very confident in her original appearance.

I don't know what expression An Yi will show.

Under Chelsea's gaze, An Yi lifted his gaze, then swept across her body, then nodded, and said, "Yes."

besides...

Gone.

An Yi just glanced at her, then turned to Sheila.

It was as if the minister's son in front of him was more attractive to him.

"..." Chelsea.

Ok.

Ok.

She knows it!She should have known!

An Yi is such a person!

But yeah...

It's just this kind of reaction when the real face is shown...Chelsea is a little angry instead.

At this moment, Sheila who was holding the Teigu turned her head to look at An Yi in front of him, and grinned: "Hey... Are you An Yi, the most influential figure in the entire imperial capital now?"

Then Sheila spread her hands, a little unbelievable: "It's not true, is it? A civil servant actually appeared in front of me, a Tegu envoy, like this? It's just a gift from the door..."

He traveled abroad all the year round, and while harming many women, he also cultivated a good martial arts.

At least there is no problem in getting rid of the weak civil servant in front of him.

Thinking of this, Sheila smiled even more happily: "There is no other person's breath... That is to say, the Tegu envoy who protected you did not follow, and you came here by yourself... It seems that this woman is coming to you. It's really important to say it...you don't hesitate to die directly..."

Once in a lifetime opportunity!

As far as he knew, An Yi should be protected by a Tegu envoy.

But this time, for some reason, as a weak person who should be protected, An Yi didn't bring Tegushi with him.

Listening to Sheila's words, Chelsea next to her opened her mouth and looked at him with only one leg left with a strange look.

Because she doesn't know how to say...

And even if Chelsea said that An Yi could beat him to death alone... Sheila probably wouldn't believe it, and would only think that she was bluffing.

After all... In the empire, it is well known that civil servants are weak.

"Since a weak civil servant like you is also sent to your door, then you two will die together."

Sheila licked her lips.

After An Yi is killed, his body will be sent to the end of the world together with Chelsea.

Let that bitch Chelsea die of despair!

He has already prepared a draft of at least [-] to [-] words in his heart.

His gaze became sharper, ready to strike.

Then--

puff-

"Hey...?" Sheila felt a flash in front of her eyes, and he froze in place as he was about to make a move.

He is going to make a move...

But...

Where's the hand?

Blood gushes out directly from the shoulder.

From his shoulders, his arms were gone.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Sheila, who was standing on only one foot, let out a scream that was even more tragic than before.

But his cry attracted no one's attention.

Same as his father, Minister Ornest, before his death.

An Yi cast a talisman that drives people to silence in this area.

"What happened?! What happened? Why did it happen?"

Sheila screamed, her expression twisted.

In Sheila's sight, An Yi shook his hands.

The blood on Sheila's arm slid from his fingertips.

At the same time, it was Sheila who disappeared, with two severed hands still showing body temperature.

Sheila was twisted in pain, he kicked towards An Yi with only his last one leg.

Then--

puff! ! ! !

An Yi expressionlessly put the five fingers of his right hand together like a knife in his hand, and cut off the right leg kicked by Sheila neatly.

Blood and muscle tissue leaked out, forming an extremely tragic appearance.

Sheila, who lost her limbs and had only her torso, lay down on the ground with a terrified expression.

Until then, the anger that was dazzled by Chelsea's provocation just now completely dissipated.

He has fully understood.

The man in front of him is not a weak civil servant at all!

He himself is the most terrifying powerhouse!

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Still the sound of peaceful footsteps.