Therapy Planet No. 13

This is not so much a battle as it is a duel.

The two sides are ready to fight, just like two gladiators facing each other in the ancient Roman Colosseum, they all abide by etiquette before killing.

Then the blade fell, and it arrived in an instant.

Lui's wrist was numb from the shock, and the edge of the sword was bounced off. The particles atomized and expanded into a thick knife between breaths.

The blade is wider than the blade, and in a fierce struggle, it is often the slightest difference that determines the outcome.

But Marta flipped the blade away with her backhand on the hilt.

In theory, atomizable materials can be transformed into any shape.

But maintaining a changeable and stable structure to fight, no matter how elite soldiers are, they cannot always concentrate on maintaining the mental network.

Therefore, in the design of weapons or mechs, there are often specific forms.

The mental power only needs to be attached to it, and the most delicate manipulation can be performed with the least amount of mental power.

The mecha thrown to Lui by the sect master had dual knives.

It's just that at the beginning, for some unknown reason, Louis subconsciously wanted to build a sword that was exactly the same as Marta for a duel.

"Lui."

Marta said angrily in a tone of scolding children, "Why are you with them?"

How are you with Lucas?

When... did you hook up with the rebels of the interstellar pirates?

It was more ironic than betraying Almi, or even her.

"You won't understand."

Another dagger was in Loui's hand.

She took the initiative to attack for the second time.

The twin knives burst out from the origin, and with a strong spiraling gale, they swept fiercely towards Marta.

Marta raised her arm and stepped back suddenly. At this moment, the unnecessary armor on other parts of her body rushed to her chest at full speed. While assisting in unloading the force, the long sword also came decisively.

There was a clang, followed by the zilla noise of countless air clashes.

After a few short rounds of confrontation, Louis suddenly withdrew to the side, and the dagger was released from his hand, cutting off the hanging decorations in the space station.

Numerous stones and furnishings collapsed, blocking Marta's retreat from the rear.

The dagger drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell steadily into Hui Yi's hand.

Marta noticed a hair-thin thread retracting behind the hilt of the knife.

The wire connected Lui to the dagger, and steered it back into her hand.

Then break.

disappear.

The third round of attack was still initiated by Louis, she slashed from the side with the blade, but Marta couldn't dodge it, and let the blade lick her hair.

Some kind of emotion and hair, along with that thread, snapped.

Marta abruptly stopped her back footsteps, the lightsaber stretched out into a scythe, stuck to the ground, the lock buckle broke, and transformed into a full-fire ammunition depot.

She pulled the trigger and fired at Lui indiscriminately.

A puff of thick smoke rose, but Marta did not take it lightly.

In the face of absolute fire suppression, any combat technique is a gimmick.

But Louie was not among them.

In other words, they have all been trained to survive in this environment.

After a round of strafing, when the gap between ammunition was switched, Marta locked onto the dense fog through the scope.

Shrouded in dense fog, Louie staggered, lowered his head, spun, stepped on the gap between the ballistic trajectories, and occasionally used his two knives to deflect the oncoming bullets. To resist.

Every step is perfect, every slash is in place, and every block is accurate.

The precision of Almi's commando is comparable to that of a professional fighting robot.It is this mechanical precision that allows them to ride the wind and waves in the vast sea of ​​stars.

After a few reincarnations just now, it is precisely because I know every movement of the other party that I can only waste it.

Marta is well aware of the fear of Almi who has undergone systematic training.

But what shocked her deeply was that she saw a very smooth figure through the scope.

Still efficient, still precise, but with a touch of fluency that machinery can't do.

Louie broke out from the thick fog.

Murderous, with fresh vitality, and the smell of blood that had to be sacrificed, rushed to Marta.

Marta was in a trance for a moment.

By the time she realized it, a corner of the cannon barrel in her hand had been cut off.

"Lui, you..." Marta was stunned.

"You shouldn't be here." With the knife across her neck, Louis said indifferently, "You should lurk, disappear, and withdraw from this struggle."

She had no intention of cutting it off, but just frowned at Marta as if she were looking at a stranger.

Why did she feel that the two were very similar before?

Louie couldn't figure it out.

Marta sneered, her voice was very soft, she shook her head, a short light red line appeared on the slender neck against the blade.

"You do not understand."

People cannot understand each other.

Different circumstances, different experiences, different bloodlines and talents, they will never fully understand each other.

They just created "similar" one after another according to their own appearance.

Louie didn't stop, but she didn't go any further either.

But Marta poured out her mental power crazily after she finished saying this sentence.

The ferocious mental power like a tide broke through the countless confinement in the mech, and the airflow of atomized particles lay between the blade and the skin in an instant.

Louis' intuition was wrong, and the blade made a mistake, trying to cut off Marta's shoulder.

Silver particles moved around her body, like a snake, and like some kind of curse. Every moment when the knife light slashed, they perfectly fit the line of the blade and protected the vitals.

After going back and forth a few times, Marta didn't have any extra wounds on her body.

However, the guns and ammunition on her back that were spread out like bone wings suddenly fired at Lucas who was in a semi-comatose state.

It never occurred to her to get entangled with Louis.

Her goal from the beginning was Lucas!

"Angel!" Louie yelled.

Angel had already made preparations, set up a huge shield to protect Lucas, raised his index finger in front of his lips: "It is not allowed to attack the audience on the viewing platform~"

Marta was a little anxious when she saw that the air attack was not working.

A pistol was suddenly stuck in Lui's abdomen, and Marta looked at Lui gloomyly: "Get out of the way."

The bony wings expand and contract, and the smooth lines facilitate gliding and propulsion.

Louis didn't make a sound. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the knife fell vertically. As long as Marta hesitated, the gun would be dropped by the tip of the knife.

boom.

Marta didn't hesitate.

After shooting, she resolutely gave up the gun, and stopped entanglement with Lui too much. The joint joints of the mecha were slightly red, which is the performance of the power running to the extreme.

She came to Lucas.

Angor swiped and pulled out his hand, which he couldn't hold back for a long time.gun.

With a sound of "bang--", Louie threw a cold shot at Marta's back.

Use the gun abandoned by Marta.

The bone wings shrank suddenly, blocking the threat from behind in time.

But Lui's figure has followed like a shadow.

The dagger fell in mid-air, and was entangled on Marta's bone wing by the recoil when Louis hit it.The thin thread tightened, dragging Louie to follow closely behind.

Bullets are just a blindfold to buy time.

Louie's long sword slashed down from the air, and she felt the blockage of the blade cutting through the bone.

This is the real killer move.

Half of Marta's bone wing was cut off along with half of her arm.

Louis backhanded a dagger, and pierced her knee armor neatly.

Marta fell silent.

The long knife flicked in the air, throwing off a pool of long strips of blood on the ground.

Lui clutched his concentrated abdomen, fixed the tip of the long knife on Marta's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "You lost."

"Kill me." Marta lost the ability to stand, and felt that she was hopeless, with only one arm hanging by her side feebly.

She looked at Lui and repeated, "You kill me."

"You shouldn't be here." Louis just repeated this sentence, "You didn't even see this game clearly...you will only be treated as an abandoned child."

Suddenly nothing matters.

Marta looked up, looked Louie in the eyes and said, "I don't care."

She didn't care what happened or where she was.

All she's ever done is follow orders, and then, do it.

There may be a little harmless entanglement during the period, but it doesn't change anything.

She got to this point because she didn't care.

And because I don't know how to care, I step towards death.

Louie looked at his former teacher and guardian, and suddenly felt a powerless sadness.

She's not someone who would hesitate to kill someone.

But now also start to think about the meaning of killing.

After a while of silence, Louis spoke.

"I won't kill you this time," she said, "but I hope we never see each other again."

After finishing speaking, she simply put away the knife, turned around and left.

Marta's ability to move has been temporarily blocked by her. Taking advantage of this time, they can take Lucas back to the Sanctuary of No Remaining.

"You didn't kill her?" Angel was shocked.

Louie pressed Angor's hand holding the gun and shook his head.

She lifted Lucas and put it half on her shoulders: "Can I still walk?"

Lucas had regained a bit of sanity, gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty.

Marta watched helplessly as the sensor door of the space station slowly opened and closed again heavily.

turned on again.

The disappeared Angel stood in front of her.

Angel squatted down, looked directly at Marta, and said in a victorious tone: "We meet again."

"When I was caught by you last time, I said that I will definitely kill you when we meet again."

Angor put the muzzle of the gun against Marta's head, tilted his head and smiled, "Lui just said she won't kill you...I didn't say that."

"Humph."

Marta sneered.

The arc of the corner of the mouth is getting bigger and bigger, almost mocking.

"She won't blame me." Angel seemed to be able to see what Marta was thinking, with a brisk tone, "After all, I'm a lunatic."

"No one can stop a lunatic from acting."

"Forget it, you also contributed to this madness." Angel stared at her strangely, and said the last sentence, "Goodbye, the shadow living in her past."

Maybe.

Marta moved her lips.

boom.

Angor pulled the trigger.

Marta's last words were only three words: "Thank you."

Angel suddenly restrained his smile.

Cold as ice.

Even if this person is really dead, it can make her sick for a while.

She shouldn't have talked so much nonsense at her.

She stared at Marta's body, planning darkly in her mind how she could be dismembered and dismembered.

But finally held back.

After thinking about it, he took out a pendant from his pocket and placed it neatly in front of Marta.

The mood suddenly improved a lot.

Angel hummed a song and left without hesitation.

It was the chain that Louis used to make the Seed of Silos into a "pendant" for easy carrying.

Originated from Almi, but connected to another world.

This thing was some Christmas present from Marta to Louie.

She took it from Louie and gave it back to her.

Angor swore.

When she took the necklace, she just wanted to give Marta some day.

Of course, now also.

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