Hiya Kyohei had already been on the verge of a mental breakdown. Fang Cheng's provocation snapped the last thread of his reason.
He lost control and entered the Blood of Madness state again, roaring as he charged at Fang Cheng. Even Otu, standing nearby, couldn't stop him in time.
But the moment he took off, the whistling of bullets rang through the air.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The first bullet blew Hiya Kyohei's head apart. The rest tore his body to pieces.
Otu jerked his head up and looked skyward, where two Individual Combat Systems were flying toward them from afar.
Kanzaki Rin and Takeda Masumi had finally finished off the other enemies and arrived to reinforce them.
Fang Cheng looked up and couldn't help but sigh with relief.
Otu and Hiya Kyohei weren't hard to deal with individually. Fang Cheng could win a one-on-one fight against either of them, but facing both at once was difficult.
Hiya Kyohei in particular was a walking, mobile suicide bomb. One careless move, and he could take a life with him.
If Hiya Kyohei saw through the fact that Fang Cheng's revivals were limited and kept blowing himself up without end, he might really exhaust all of Fang Cheng's chances.
Fortunately, Fang Cheng wasn't fighting alone.
As soon as Takeda Masumi arrived, she went straight after Otu, driving him into a frantic retreat. The firepower of a real autocannon was nothing like Fang Cheng's homemade knockoff.
Kanzaki Rin dropped from the sky and landed beside Fang Cheng. Her helmet opened, revealing her face. "Are you all right?"
Fang Cheng shook his head. "I just finished warming up. If you'd taken a little longer, I'd have beaten them both to death."
Kanzaki Rin's expression turned stern. "If you're done warming up, put your pants back