They're a Couple, Aren't They? / I'd Do Anything

Gunfire and artillery fire continued incessantly as both sides desperately fired at each other.

Nangong Nayue's expression changed slightly.

Although the guard force, backed by Itogami Island, has a natural advantage, casualties are inevitable if the fighting continues.

"Our assault force hasn't overwhelmed those orcs yet. Looks like we'll have to find some time to train them properly in the future."

The witch sighed helplessly.

"I'll go rescue them, the rest... I'll leave it to you, okay?"

Without saying a word, Ren placed Aiba Asagi on the ground and then swaggered across the cordon towards the combat zone.

"Hey! What kind of civilians are here?!"

A security guard shouted.

But just then, another member of the guard team who had seen Ren before immediately covered his companion's mouth. "Say less, that sir and Instructor Nangong are a couple, and they are both demon-attacking officers."

Couple?

Nangong Nayue youthful appearance.

This group definitely needs some serious training in the future.

At the same time.

The assault troops at the front were unable to advance any further after breaching the bridge.

After all, they never expected that these orcs would be so well-equipped.

Besides tanks and armored vehicles, there was a full range of individual firearms, and bullets seemed inexhaustible, making them wonder if these orcs had built an armory here.

Moreover, all the drones launched were destroyed by anti-aircraft missiles, making it extremely difficult to even observe the situation. Therefore, they could only use rifles loaded with silver bullets and their innate marksmanship to hide behind cover and fire wildly from above their heads.

This method is indeed quite safe, but whether you hit the target is purely a matter of luck.

Chapter 334 Are they a couple?

If it weren't for the orcs hiding on the island occasionally popping their heads out, one would think this was some kind of Middle Eastern battlefield.

The situation remained deadlocked for a time.

The security forces need multiple levels of approval to deploy heavy weapons, but terrorists don't have so many restrictions.

Several orcs immediately unleashed a barrage of rockets, preventing the guards from breaking through.

Just as the enemy pulled out a rocket launcher to prepare for another bombardment, a very peculiar gunshot suddenly rang out from not far away.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three orcs carrying rocket launchers were shot between the eyebrows and fell to the ground.

One of them, his finger twitching as he lay dying, pulled the trigger, and the rocket launcher in his hand aimed at the friendly bunker and blasted it away.

With a deafening roar, a violent explosion blew the orcs out of their bunkers, their screams filling the air.

Although orcs have high regeneration and defense, they still suffer just as much pain.

Although it was already night, the guards continued to fire flares from the sky to provide illumination.

In addition, the orcs had excellent eyesight, so they quickly identified the attackers.

Accompanied by the light from the flares, Ren walked slowly across the bridge, which offered no cover whatsoever. A faint purple aura emanated from him, causing every orc who saw him to instinctively feel a chill run down their spine.

Of course, it would be even better if we could ignore the floral shirt and flared pants he was wearing.

"Who goes there?!"

"He fired the shot just now?!"

"Don't let your guard down. The major's plan has reached its final stage, and we can't afford to fail. Form a defensive formation and take him down!"

Then, the orcs, who were more like retired soldiers than terrorists, dispersed, loaded their firearms with bullets, and fired at vital points on Ren' body.

The recoil of firearms was negligible to the orcs, especially since the two sides were only a hundred meters apart, and all the bullets fired hit Ren's location precisely.

However, after a burst of frantic gunfire and the smoke cleared, what happened next stunned all the orcs.

Ren remained standing in the same spot, surrounded by a purple aura that acted as an invisible barrier, blocking all the bullets and leaving only a pile of molten iron on the ground.

Ren himself was completely unharmed; there wasn't even a stain on the hem of his clothes.

"How... how is this possible?!"

The orcs swallowed hard.

They've seen instances where firearms are ineffective.

For example, the familiars summoned by old-generation vampires or the true progenitors of vampires.

However, even the True Ancestor was impervious to swords and spears from his familiars.

Their bodies are still made of flesh and blood, and they cannot withstand direct attacks from firearms.

If we had to name one, it would only be some powerful orcs whose fur, after transforming, could block small-caliber bullets. And if an orc could transform into a divine beast, it could even ignore armor-piercing bullets.

However, the man in front of him looked exactly like a human being.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ren didn't waste any words with them. As he strolled forward leisurely, his twin pistols spat out dazzling tongues of fire. Ren infused them with the purifying fire of the Longinus, and the bullets imbued with special energy easily ripped off the orcs' bulletproof helmets and embedded themselves in their skulls.

In an instant, bursts of crimson blood mist exploded one after another among the beastmen.

An orc twisted the screw and tried to throw a grenade at Ren, but before he could throw it, it was blown up by an energy blast.

The gunfire erupted suddenly and ceased abruptly in the blink of an eye.

The bridge, once a battlefield, has returned to silence, with only the pungent smell of gunpowder and the acrid stench of blood permeating the air.

With Ren's current strength, dealing with these orcs would be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

Although he could take them out faster, he preferred to use firearms to headshot the grunts one by one to finish them off.

After all, headshots are completely different from other combat methods.

At the same time.

The assault team members hiding behind cover were all stunned.

They first saw someone recklessly rush into the center of the battle, and he dealt with that troublesome group of orcs in just a few seconds.

However, some sharp-eyed people recognized Ren.

"Wait, those look like Instructor Nangong's couple!"

During previous emergency missions, some of them had seen Ren several times, and they often saw Nangong Nayue with him. Therefore, many people privately believed that Ren was Nangong Nayue's boyfriend.

Now that I see it, it's indeed true.

Seeing this, a group of people couldn't help but secretly admire Ren's character.

On the one hand, because Nangong Nayue is petite, basically no one treats her like an ordinary woman. Even their instructors would not treat her like one. If anyone had any improper thoughts, they would be labeled as a prostitute and despised.

On the other hand, Nangong Nayue herself is meticulous and always has a cold attitude towards people. If someone dared to say to her face, "I am ***, let's date," they would probably be hung on the tallest building on Itogami Island and exposed to the sun for a whole day.

Moreover, Nangong Nayue also has the identity of the Witch of the Gap.

This has led to almost everyone who knows her holding her in a state of awe.

However, Ren is a talented individual.

When the instructors get married, they'll definitely give a bigger wedding gift.

Meanwhile, a lucky survivor who had been hiding in the back and thus escaped unscathed shouted in terror onto the military radio, "Major, the front line has collapsed! Those bastards on Itogami Island sent a very strange guy, probably the Demon Slayer!"

Bang--!

A gunshot rang out over the radio, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Christopher Jard Xiu, the current leader of the Black Death Emperor Faction.

Although he is just an ordinary orc, he now rules over a terrorist orc organization.

He spoke coldly, "I will remember your sacrifice."

After he finished speaking, he put down the radio and looked at the dozen or so six-legged weapons placed in the basement.

Orcs had already been piloting these six-legged weapons.

Unfortunately, some commands have not yet been fully deciphered; otherwise, these weapons created by the gods should be able to act autonomously.

However, nowadays it can only be driven by human power.

Without much thought, he sat on a gigantic weapon several times larger than the other six-legged weapons.

It is equipped with armor made of the same material as Nalakuvera, and has a total of eight legs, two heads, and a body that bulges out like a queen ant.

Inside the armor covering the torso were countless black cannon muzzles.

As the dim runes on the armor surface lit up, these divine weapons, dormant for thousands of years, were able to be activated once more.

It easily broke through the soil and cement layer several meters away, then automatically aimed at the target heat source and impatiently shot out a deep red energy beam.

Chapter 335 Willing to Do Anything

While transferring the wounded, Nangong Nayue saw a deep red flash shooting into the sky under the night sky.

Meanwhile, an armored vehicle parked on the roadside was hit, its surface torn apart as easily as newspaper, followed by a spectacular explosion.

The assault team members who were advancing were also affected, with some being thrown more than ten meters away, their fate unknown.

Then, Nangong Nayue witnessed a scene that surprised her.

More than a dozen unprecedented, spider-like monsters emerged one after another from the ground.

Upon seeing such an existence, the witch, who had read man-made myths and legends, recalled the knowledge in her mind.

The Daoist deity "Nezha" is said to be a war god with three heads and eight arms, possessing an artificial body made of lotus flowers and gold, and wielding a spear that can breathe fire and bracelets that can smash the heads of enemies.

If Ren were present, he could hear Nangong Nayue's inner thoughts and make a few sarcastic remarks.

When did Nezha become an artificial god?

And this entire artificial golden statue? Where did you get this cyberpunk from?

However, despite the criticisms, while the world of Strike the Blood is largely similar to Earth, the planet in question is not the real Earth as commonly perceived.

According to the setting, the demons in this world are natives, while the humans are actually outsiders who colonized from outer space.

Of course, this matter has been buried in history over time, and even the True Ancestor was unaware of it.

Let's get back to the main topic.

In this world, Nezha's predecessor was the ancient weapon Nalakuvera.

However, to call it a deity would be too ferocious.

Six mechanical legs, covered in thick armor, easily crushed the wreckage of the armored vehicle and effortlessly toppled the cranes standing around it.

The crimson energy beam that shot out from its head sliced through the Additional Artificial Island, which was made of steel, with the ease of cutting through iron and triggering a violent explosion.

Such destructive power far surpasses that of ordinary land-based weapons, and is comparable to that of a vampire's familiar.

The reasons why the orcs of the Black Death Emperor Faction were willing to take this item for themselves are easy to understand.

Moreover, Nalakuvera is highly intelligent; although it still requires human control, most of its actions can be determined autonomously by artificial intelligence.

Nangong Nayue knew she couldn't put these things in the city.

Otherwise, the casualties would be far more than just one or two.

Nangong Nayue roughly understood why the orcs had refused to retreat before this.

It was clearly an attempt to draw in more security forces and then test Nalakuvera's power.

Nangong Nayue judged that the guard team's combat strength alone was insufficient to deal with these monsters, so after taking command on site, she ordered everyone to retreat.

The rest is up to Ren.

A man capable of defeating the Third Progenitor and the Golden Demon has no reason not to be able to deal with these "outdated" robots.

At the same time, Aiba Asagi also obtained a military-grade portable computer from the security force, whose performance was roughly equivalent to the computing power of the mainframe computer used in the government department where she had previously worked as a temporary employee.

At this moment, she was inside a tent, continuing to analyze the remaining control commands for Nalakuvera.

The way he types on the keyboard with such fluidity and ease makes him look more like a skilled pianist than a programmer.