The eight soldiers immediately turned around and rushed toward the terrace with their rifles in hand.
Dola's heart skipped a beat, and her first instinct was to run away—an instinct honed from her years as a sky pirate.
But before she could make a move, Pazu had already rushed out.
" Sheeta, hide!" the boy shouted without turning his head. "Leave these guys to me!"
Pazu is now bursting with confidence and has unwavering faith in the power bestowed upon him by the gods.
Of course, the fearlessness of youth also played a part in this.
He shot straight at the fully armed soldiers like an arrow released from a bow.
At the very front of the column, a soldier was visibly startled when he saw the boy charging towards them, his body radiating golden light.
But he immediately raised the butt of his rifle and smashed it down on Pazu's head.
"Get out of my way, you little brat!"
Pazu neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his left arm to block.
The rifle butt slammed against the soldier's arm with a dull thud, and before the soldier could react, the right fist smashed the wooden rifle barrel, then struck the soldier's chest hard.
Bang!
The soldier was sent flying backward, crashing into his comrade behind him, and the two rolled around in a heap.
"This guy's weird! Let's all attack!"
The remaining six soldiers surrounded Bass, their bayonets thrusting at Pazu from different angles.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The blade struck the golden light shield with a crisp sound, leaving not even a scratch.
Immediately afterwards, Pazu kicked one person away, then threw an uppercut, knocking the other person to the ground.
With the Shield of Immutability protecting them, the eight soldiers were no match for the boy, and they were all lying on the ground in just over ten seconds.
Dola's eyelids twitched violently as she watched this scene.
This is just the ability of a "shield"; the so-called "sword"—this kid hasn't even used it yet.
That god would casually bestow such immense power upon a mere mining brat?
If she had possessed these abilities a few decades earlier, let alone dominating the air pirate world, building her own aerial fleet would probably have been a piece of cake!
"Mom, Mom—" Behind him, the five sons of the sky pirates, who had finally climbed up, gasped for breath, supporting their knees. "Now, what do we do now?"
"You guys protect this girl, Mom will be right back!"
The pent-up frustration of being chased and beaten by the Kingdom Army over the years welled up inside her. Now that she had the chance to give these uniformed bastards a good beating, how could she miss it?
Unlike Pazu, who charged headlong into the fray, she first calmed her mind and focused on performing the remaining two Incantations in turn.
A golden fighting dagger took shape in her hand, and her physical strength was further enhanced by the Erdtree's Protection.
Immediately afterwards, she charged forward even faster than Pazu!
"Kid, watch closely, this is what a real fight is like!"
Ahead, a soldier saw Dola charging towards him and hurriedly used his bayonet to defend himself.
The golden dagger flashed, severing the entire rifle in one fell swoop, and then Dola launched a flying kick that struck the soldier squarely in the face.
The soldier screamed, several bloody teeth flew out, and he fainted on the spot.
A second soldier lunged from the side, but Dola seemed to have eyes in the back of her head. She ducked to avoid the attack while simultaneously slashing her dagger backward, precisely slicing across the soldier's Achilles tendon.
The soldier fell to the ground, clutching his leg and groaning in pain.
In a single encounter, she rendered both soldiers completely incapable of fighting.
This was only because Mu En had just instructed these people to keep them alive for future use; otherwise, she would have already slit her own throat.
On the other side, because Pazu had held back his strength earlier, several soldiers quickly struggled to their feet and tried to retaliate. He had to turn back and deliver a few more punches to completely subdue them.
He frowned slightly when he saw Dola's methods.
But when he recalled how those soldiers had just smashed houses, robbed townspeople, and pointed guns at women and children, he unconsciously became more violent.
Evil people deserve their just deserts.
The two quickly transformed into war gods, cutting into the battlefield like a hot knife through butter.
Invulnerable to swords and spears, possessing immense strength, every time he strikes, a soldier falls with a scream.
They pushed their way across the eastern edge of the block, eventually meeting up with Duffi, who was leading the charge on the western side of the street.
Duffi had just knocked down a soldier with his shovel when he turned around and saw Pazu, who was glowing with golden light, and the familiar old air pirate woman beside him. " Pazu!? What are you doing back? And that guy—"
"No time for explanations, Master Duffi!" As Pazu spoke, he delivered a sideways whip kick, sending two soldiers who were trying to ambush him flying. "Let's take these guys down first!"
When Duffi saw the incomparably brave Pazu, a surge of pride welled up in his heart; this was his apprentice!
"Good lad, then come at me all at once!"
The three men, side by side, led more than three hundred miners behind them, and began to turn back and advance eastward into the block.
Behind them, the black-clad agent whose sunglasses had been shattered by Duffi's punch was finally helped up by his companion.
His face was covered in blood, his nose was crooked, and the pain and shame made him lose his mind.
"What are you all standing there for? Kill them!"
He pushed away the person who was helping him, pulled out his pistol, and pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three miners screamed and fell to the ground, their blood quickly staining the ground red.
The gunshot silenced the chaotic street for a moment, but his actions did not frighten the workers; instead, they enraged the other townspeople.
"He fired!"
"Union members opened fire on the workers!"
"These beasts!"
The townspeople, who had been observing or cowering in a corner out of fear, were now enraged.
They endured the injustices and grievances of having their ore purchase prices suppressed, being taxed the same as other wealthy towns, and having applied for a town hospital for many years only to have it disappear without a trace.
The people of Valley Town just want to live a peaceful and stable life in their hometown where they have lived for decades.
But now, these city gentlemen in suits, who call themselves "union advisors," are actually shooting at their husbands, sons, and neighbors?
Is there no law left?
Is there still a law?
"Attack them!"
"Let's fight these lackeys!"
Women, children, and even elderly men with gray hair grabbed their canes and rushed toward the soldiers and secret agents in the street.
The Valley Town has a total population of nearly two thousand. Even after deducting the men and child laborers who haven't had time to return, the number of people on the streets is still nearly ten times that of the soldiers.
The soldiers were overwhelmed by the angry crowd, roughly equivalent to two classes taking on half the school.
The situation was completely out of control.
An officer was pinned to the ground by several elderly men, his helmet clanging as it was struck by their canes.
He struggled to lift his head and saw his soldiers being robbed of their heads by miners with pickaxes, chased and beaten by women with rolling pins, and having their heads smashed by stones thrown by children.
If this continues, they'll definitely be beaten to death.
He abruptly threw the old man off him, scrambling to his feet. "Permission to shoot! Repeat, permission to shoot!!!"
His order came too late.
Less than half of the soldiers were still standing; some fled in panic, while others were surrounded and beaten by three or five miners with arms thicker than their necks, without even a chance to raise their guns.
However, the order worked, and several soldiers on the periphery of the crowd finally seized their opportunity and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out in unison, and screams and wails exploded through the crowd.
More than a dozen workers were shot and fell to the ground. Some clutched their stomachs, others held their thighs, and blood gushed from between their fingers.
"Asshole!"
Witnessing such a horrific scene, Pazu's eyes widened in horror.
He brute forcefully shoved aside the enemies blocking his way and charged towards the soldiers who were firing their guns.
The soldiers also spotted the "monster" that was glowing with golden light. In their panic, they turned their guns on him and opened fire.
The biggest advantage of this bolt-action rifle is that it uses a magazine for feeding, eliminating the need to load rounds one by one.
However, in terms of sheer power, it's actually inferior to the single-shot rifle specially made in Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind.
The bullets clanged and sparked as they hit the Shield of Immutability, but they couldn't break through its defenses.
Pazu braved the hail of bullets, ignoring the gun butts and bayonets that came flying at him, and with a flurry of punches and kicks, he instantly felled another group of soldiers to the ground.
Dola also patrolled the perimeter, taking the lead in eliminating those who dared to open fire.
Each time the golden dagger slashed, a soldier would fall, clutching his arms or legs. Though not fatal, the injury was enough to prevent him from ever holding a gun or walking again.
Under the combined attack of these two inhuman beings, the soldiers, already terrified by the brave workers, suffered a complete collapse in morale.
"Monsters! They are monsters!"
There are too many people, they're everywhere!
"Retreat! Retreat!!"
The soldiers who could still move struggled to squeeze through the crowd and rush toward the five military trucks.
They climbed into the driver's seat, ignoring their companions still struggling on the ground, and started the engine to flee in panic.
The black-clad agent was also dragged into the car by his companions. Before leaving, he leaned out of the window and shouted threats, "You are trampling on the kingdom's laws! We will not tolerate this! Just you wait!"
Bang!
The ceramic flowerpot hit him squarely in the face, sending dirt and broken shards flying everywhere.
The agent screamed and shrank back into the car.
From behind the second-floor window, the old miner whom he had first dragged out and made kneel in the street leaned out and spat at the departing truck. "Pah! You damn union advisor! Get as far away as you can! We workers don't acknowledge a traitorous bastard like you!"
The truck, trailing a long cloud of dust, sped out of town as if fleeing and disappeared at the end of the road.