What brooch?
What kind of flower?
Brenfield paused for a moment, then immediately understood.
Ah, is he referring to the gift bestowed by that [ Nether Crossing ] councilor?
Yes, this is the perfect time to use that!
He immediately reached for the spider lily on his chest with his other hand, but Ed grabbed it with his other hand, and the two of them entered a brief stalemate.
Brenfield's mind was in turmoil at that moment, and upon hearing the question, he instinctively chose to think about it instead of continuing to try to break free.
But that one moment of hesitation sealed his fate.
Countless roots Spread from his forearm all the way up his body, and the situation gradually became out of control.
Even though his entire arm and some of his internal organs had been replaced with machinery, the plant roots seemed to have gone mad, still frantically taking root in him as if they could Drain nutrients from him.
This is terrible!
I must break free immediately, or I will really die here!
Seeing that the roots had already climbed up his body, Brenfield decided to go all the way and, while pulling his legs together, suddenly pressed his body downwards.
As if triggering some pre-set mechanism, his arms, which were wrapped in vines, instantly detached from his shoulders. A spring-like device was activated, propelling his entire body backward.
After he flew to a safe area, which was only a short delay, his two abandoned arms suddenly exploded, with considerable power.
Ed's attention was entirely focused on the spider lily; he showed little interest in Brenfield's body.
The instant the opponent was launched, a vine shot out at lightning speed and precisely plucked the corsage.
Before Ed could examine the spider lily closely, he saw a reddish-hot color emanating from the two mechanical arms he was holding.
"Boom!"
The explosion engulfed Ed, who was dressed as a waiter.
Brenfield was thrown backward by the shockwave and crashed directly into a surviving metal pillar in the banquet hall.
Despite losing both arms, he did not appear panicked. He kicked a collapsed metal pillar, and several pre-engraved Psionic Energy instantly began to operate.
Those pillar fragments, which were originally just made of pure metal and alloy, either spontaneously deformed and decomposed or were cut by invisible blades, and began to transform into individual parts.
In less than a breath, Brenfield regained his arms and returned to his peak condition.
This time, his arms were different from before. A thick, refined steel blade popped out of his right arm, and the muscles simulated by the mechanical structure were also bulging. His left arm had been transformed into a device similar to a launcher, which was obviously more suitable for combat and could be used at both close and long range.
Brenfield gripped his left arm tightly with his right hand, facing his palm towards the blast zone. A mechanical meshing sound rang out, followed by—
"Da da da da da!"
Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, the newly revamped spy Grand Artisan began performing a skill that was indispensable in shooting games—shooting through smoke.
Countless brass bullets burst forth from the launcher in his left arm, each carrying immense force, making it hard to imagine that this was a world without gunpowder.
However, although there was no gunpowder, the application of Psionic Energy and Authority in the mechanical field made up for this.
Ed, amidst the smoke and dust, took two hits with a "let's see what it's like" attitude, and then realized that the thing was indeed quite powerful. He immediately activated his classic bark shield to prevent his clone from being riddled with holes.
After the dust settled quickly from the impact of countless projectiles, Ed, who had put away his bark shield, was slightly shocked to see Brenfield standing before him.
He had seen High Tier plant-based beings like Sailesi, as well as peak-level beings like Seraphina and Aeldra, and he had also personally fought against Grand Duke Adelaide in terms of Psionic Energy.
But he has yet to experience the mechanical field.
As Brenfield sped away, Ed initially thought he was just a High Tier cannon fodder like an ordinary duke, but now it seemed that none of those who could rise to the rank of Grand Artisan in the Graycast Corridor were simple characters.
As Ed sighed, another person nearby turned their gaze over; it was Keen Rizzos, also an undercover agent for the Skeleton Alliance.
The Grand Artisan's body was also covered in a thick layer of armor, but his appearance was somewhat similar to that of a pirate, with many barbs and chains covering his body. This reminded Ed of a hero he had seen in another world who could capture people and then unleash a combo attack that left them no chance of escape.
In a corner of the dilapidated banquet hall, the three had begun their standoff.
The two Grand Artisan, who were spies, were immediately taken aback when they saw Ed, who had revealed his true form.
Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but--
White hair, one eye, youth, plant-like half-crowned crown... the characteristics of that Son of God were so obvious that just one glance was enough to automatically confirm his identity in one's mind.
They actually managed to get that Son of God to help them?
Hasn't the Theocracy just recently emerged from turmoil?
He was incredibly bold to come to the Graycast Corridor at this time!
Thinking this, the two, unsure of each other's trump cards, exchanged a glance and then entered a tense battle state.
Meanwhile, Ed was also sizing up the two men in front of him, but his mind was preoccupied with other people's affairs:
Sailesi... Dream of Rebirth... Spider Lily... Sentimentalist Nether Crossing...
Several keywords were linked together at lightning speed, Ed roughly figured out the true identity of the senator who still hadn't shown up.
It seems that the Great Labyrinth City made the right decision to bring me here for a raid; we actually managed to find the escaped Sailesi here—no, I should call him Lord [ Nether Crossing ] now.
How interesting. Just because they possess a symbiotic plant that can pull people into illusions and kill them silently, do they consider themselves ferrymen of the underworld?
They can't even come up with a positive and uplifting name; they're asking for trouble.
Having figured this out, Ed looked at the two people in front of him again, and for a moment he was caught in a dilemma.
Should we immediately target Sailesi, or deal with these two troublesome individuals first?
Two ordinary High Tier, and they themselves are outside the coverage area of Root Network...
Well, it's not that we can't fight, it's just that we might not be able to finish the battle quickly.
The shape of the spider lily is already clearly visible, and that old man Sailesi must be nearby. With his status, even if this crystal cluster brooch has nothing to do with plants anymore, he can still try to trace it in reverse.
Where should we go?
Just as Ed was caught in a dilemma and the two traitors were about to attack simultaneously, a figure as swift as a streak of light shot out from the dusty ruins of the banquet hall behind him. It was none other than the retired general " Iron Hunt " Sailan, who had previously led the innocent to safety.