Makadon "Assassins" Moving Like Spiders

The "assassins," clad in Makadon-type Hunt-Master Suit, sped toward the administration building, activating their built-in Grappling Hook Launcher.

Spider Silk shot towards the Hab-Tower, and the grappling hooks gripped the concrete outer wall firmly.

The "assassins" leaped Feather Fall into the air.

After gliding nearly a hundred meters through the air, the "assassins" detached from their Spider Silk like spiders falling and landed on the Catwalk that spanned the space.

With the aid of the Spider Silk of the Makadon Hunt-Master Suit, the "assassins" moved several times faster than on foot.

Maria Kournikova's team quickly arrived at the administration building and launched an attack.

The "assassins" shot out threads that flew swiftly over the guards' heads in the shadows. They released the threads and fell like feathers behind the guards.

The "assassin" moved with nimble steps, appearing behind them and unleashing a burst of power that tore through their fine gray armor.

Five hundred Lower Caste elites arrived at the battlefield, but the guards had already been overrun, and the "assassins" stormed into the administration building.

A tall woman of Lower Caste, she had shed her past and her brown hair now covered her scalp.

She cried out, "Those people call themselves the Lord of Gardinal, they have enslaved us, enslaved us for countless generations, now it is time for change!"

"We are the New Gardinalite, and today is our Fated Hour."

Her fluent speech and passion inspired others.

The Lower Caste completely abandoned the shackles of their birth, stormed into the administration building, and brandished their blades at the High Caste whom they had previously dared not even look at directly.

In the center of the administration building, High Lord Mathis stared at the monitor screen with a livid face, his eyes blazing with fury.

"You lowly slave, you deserve to die!"

The head of the Guard Caste had a stern expression. Since Mathis's awakening, he had replaced the original Servant Caste in protecting the High Lord's safety.

He personally led the army to annihilate the Alfi Caste and destroy the enemies that had threatened the safety of the High Lord.

"Great Lord of Gardinal, your safety is paramount; we must depart immediately."

Mathis nodded. "Prepare for evacuation."

The Guard Caste immediately issued orders through the communication network to initiate the evacuation procedure.

Elite guards, armed with Riot Shield, established a defense around the Mathis caste.

Mathis was only fifteen years old, but he inherited memories spanning over four thousand five hundred years.

The earliest memories begin with the administrative building in Gardinal, which was built five thousand years ago.

The time he spends in deep sleep and rest is the time he spends searching for a successor.

Even a body evolved through biochemical technology may not be able to bear the imprint of consciousness.

The vast amount of memories, as well as the process of reshaping life's habits, choices, and experiences, all pose a severe test to one's will.

Throughout his long life, Mathis faced numerous situations, including rebellions launched by castes that had evolved fewer times and invasions by external enemies.

Having experienced many situations, he quickly calmed down.

He glanced back at the administrative building left behind and calmly said, "Gardinal will live on, and the foreign enemies will eventually be destroyed."

The Guard Commander beside him shouted back, "Long live High Lord!"

The words had barely left his mouth when a whooshing sound rang out.

Figures descended from the air, simultaneously unleashing a barrage of whip-like strikes.

The whip lashed against the bulletproof shield with a series of loud thuds.

The guards looked up and saw figures in black armor appearing from all around.

The Guard Commander remained unfazed; he hadn't expected that, besides the assassins who had broken into the administration building, there were others lying in ambush here.

After landing, the "assassins" lashed out with their Makadon Poison Whip once more.

In addition to the standard Web-tooth Gun, the Makadon set offers a choice of claws and poison whips for melee weapons.

Maria is skilled in "Osberh-Vaya," and most of the "assassins" she trains choose claws.

Among Dementyeva's "assassins," more chose poisoned whips.

Makadon Poison Whip, like a python, bypassed the riot shield, lashed out at the gray armor, and then smashed through its defenses.

When the Makadon Poison Whip struck the guards, it immediately released the biochemical toxins stored within it.

The guards felt their bodies Paralysis and collapsed to the ground.

The Guard Commander and several elite guards reacted swiftly, dodging the incoming poisoned whip.

The Guard Commander suddenly felt a strong gust of wind. He rolled several times to avoid the transparent spear that fell from the sky.

The frost spread rapidly, and the Guard Commander were momentarily slowed, their movements becoming thwarted.

"The Witch" Dementyeva landed with lightning speed, and the black flames swirling around her rose like a vortex, engulfing several elite guards.

Amidst screams, the "Witch" continued her actions, her Makadon Poison Whip wreathed in black flames, aimed directly at the guard commander.

The Guard Commander narrowly avoided each whip strike, then swung his Particle Power Blade at Dementyeva.

The "Witch" dodged the Particle Power Blade to the side, and with a flick of her wrist, a series of Frost Spikes shot out from the ground, piercing into her gray armor.

The Guard Commander changed drastically. He struggled to pull his legs away from the Frost Spikes, initially feeling no Affliction from the numbness of the Freeze.

He had just felt excruciating pain when two long, black, fiery whips severed his body.

The body of the Guard Commander was shattered into three pieces and burned in black flames. Dementyeva felt as if something inside her body was breaking apart.

Having had similar experiences twice before, she thought to herself.

[By spreading Catastrophe in Gardinal, I gained the power bestowed upon me by the Black Emperor and became a true "Witch".]

Dementyeva immediately turned her gaze to her target, High Lord Mathis.

When Mathis saw the guards, he was instantly killed by the assassins who appeared, and his expression changed drastically.

His mind raced, and he spoke as the slender woman in the black suit walked up to him.

"I surrender, but I want to see your commander, Primarch..."

Before Mathis could finish speaking, Dementyeva raised her left arm, Makadon Poison Whip lashed him.

The High Lord's body Paralysis and he was trembling all over.

Dementyeva raised her right arm, Web-tooth Gun sprayed out flexible threads that hardened rapidly upon contact with air.

Steel Wire Cage was wrapped around Mathis, rendering him unable to move even though he could.

Mathis looked at the exceptionally beautiful woman with fair and delicate skin, who reached out and lifted him up, effortlessly hoisting him onto her shoulder.

While Dementyeva was capturing the High Lord, Tierney also began his operation.

This time, the Treasure Hunting Squad is going to steal people, not valuable items.

Unlike the eleven worlds of Gardinal, which are dotted with countless industrial facilities, the Head of Gardinal has relatively few factories, only enough to meet the needs of the various facilities within the city.

However, within the capital city, there is a large industrial complex.

Even the recent uprising of the Lower Caste failed to breach this Iron Fortress.

Hundreds of unseen shadowy figures silently descended onto the roof of the Iron Fortress.

Tierney, with his "Marauder," groped around the dome, searching for the entrance.