Bang!
The piercing gunshot drowned out everything else.
A spray of pellets erupted from the Flintlock's muzzle, scattering straight ahead.
This was shotgun mode, best suited to dealing with tightly packed enemies-just like the Rat Slaves ahead, who had crouched up into formation.
Eight Rat Slaves fell on the spot, each struck by several pellets and no longer able to move.
Of the other four Rat Slaves, only the two that had stayed prone escaped unscathed. The rest were wounded.
Just as they prepared to fire, Yang Yi closed in with uncanny footwork.
With one hand held behind his back, he thrust with the Flame Serpent's Fang in the other. His movements were as elegant as a gentleman's, yet ruthless and practiced.
Four successive thrusts not only evaded the bullets but also ended these Rat Slaves' lives, leaving a charred hole in each enormous rat head in their chests.
After killing these Rat Slaves, Yang Yi immediately ran to the rear to check the two damaged robots.
Little Three was badly damaged and now completely immobilized. Little One could still move somewhat, but a malfunction in its balance module left it unable to walk or shoot accurately.
"Little One, grab what I hand you."
Yang Yi brought over the Conjoined Rat Nest and several Rat Slaves that seemed to still be breathing, and had Little One hold them with its mechanical arms.
Then he grabbed Little One's mechanical arm and ran forward, dragging the whole pile along.
He ignored the rats along the way, since they could not penetrate his defenses at all.
But before he had gone far, gunfire and cannon fire rang out behind him again.
One shot even struck Yang Yi in the back, its tremendous impact making him stumble forward and nearly fall.
The bullet had