Before Lancelot could make fun of the three names, the rumble of a large force on the move came from the passage behind them.
After some analysis... oh, forget it! What was there to analyze? Judging by the numbers and scale of that noise, this clearly wasn't something just two people could handle.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Before their pursuers even drew close, a dense barrage shot out from deep in the passage.
Caught off guard, Black Pineapple took a shot to his left arm, which immediately drooped limply, spitting electrical sparks.
The two hurried to find cover along opposite sides of the passage, then exchanged a glance. In perfect unison, each took a metal sphere marked with the Wulf Empire's numeral "7" from his waist and hurled it far down the passage behind them. Then came a second, a third...
"Boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!" After a series of enormous explosions, a five- or six-meter stretch of passage collapsed outright. Dust and smoke billowed, completely blocking their pursuers' path-and their own way back.
"Right! That should buy us some time." Black Pineapple breathed a sigh of relief.
As he spoke, Black Pineapple checked his left arm and couldn't help sighing again. It was clearly beyond repair.
Lancelot looked ahead. The walls along the entire passage were polished enough to reflect their faces. Although they looked unremarkable, they concealed a deadly threat.
He casually snapped off a steel pipe beside him and tossed it forward.
"Bzzzt..." Hair-thin beams flashed several times before their eyes...
"Clang, clang, clang..." In an instant, the unfortunate steel pipe had been sliced into seven or eight pieces, which clattered to the floor.
"Uh... looks like they're not very welcoming to outsiders. Say, could you hack its control system and switch this thing off?" Lancelot asked, swallowing.