Marissa's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, and she stared angrily at the femme fatale in front of her. Wearing a beautiful skin and the clothes of a priest, she committed the most filthy and cruel acts; not to mention the despicable viciousness shown in those letters and evidence, she even saw with her own eyes that she killed so many children just to weave. Hypocritical fake skin.
"Huh, don't be delusional. I have hidden the evidence in the most hidden place. Only my companions can find it. When the rebels outside the city come over, you dirty fly camp dogs will be exposed to the world!"
Serena smiled and was suddenly thrown to the side. Marissa was thrown to the ground hard and rolled several times, causing tears to burst out of her eyes in pain;
"Make no mistake, little mouse, the reason why I am still patiently playing cat and mouse games with you is because your talents always remind me of my childhood. However, those are not all good memories. I In fact, I can dig out your brain, connect it to the magic circuit, and find out where you hide the things. Don't challenge my patience..."
As she spoke, Serena put her foot in hard high-heeled shoes on Marissa's belly. Her thin body flew up and landed heavily a few meters away, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
In the blurred field of vision, Marissa tried her best to weakly say, "Skar, Oster, you must receive my message. Marissa, this is the only thing we can do..."
Serena did not intend to let go of the motionless little girl. She strode up, grabbed the little body covered in blood and soil, and lifted her up again. The finger knife on her right index finger popped out, and a long The blade was pointed at Marissa's eye;
"I will give you one last chance. If you disappoint me again, I will gouge out your beautiful eyes."
She spoke every word, and what she said was true. However, the weak Marissa raised her little head, looked at the blade in front of her, smiled fearlessly, and spat a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood onto the face of the femme fatale.
Serena had a sullen face and raised her right hand. Just when the blade was about to stab, she suddenly realized what the abnormal wind sound that she had been hearing in her ears was;
It was a particularly heavy sniper bullet that spun through the air from hundreds of yards away.
The bullet hit her temple directly. If it were an ordinary flesh and blood body, her head would have exploded like a watermelon in an instant; however, although the hard alloy skull avoided being penetrated, it also perfectly absorbed the huge force of the bullet.
Her head flew to one side, her neck was bent at a terrible angle, and her whole body was lifted up and flew ten yards away, collapsing the pillars in front of the church door on one side and the stone dome above. It collapsed quickly, and rubble smashed her underneath.
Marissa's little body fell to the ground and fell limply, motionless.
A moment later, a young man wearing a red mask jumped down from the wall and ran to Marissa as fast as he could. He helped the injured Marissa up and saw that her eyes were closed tightly and she was very nervous. He tried breathing, only to pass out, sighing in relief.
The red mask lifted up, revealing a handsome face, that was Pullman, the sharpshooter of the escort team. At the critical moment, the reinforcements sent by the headquarters finally arrived.
Pullman was very worried after receiving the positioning information from Marissa and the news that she might be in danger. He was agile and arrived before other soldiers. After using the eagle eye technique to detect the situation at the target location, he did not have time to think more before making a sniper judgment. At this time, he was still secretly afraid. If it had been a second later, the consequences would have been disastrous.
While Pullman used healing scrolls and bandages to stop Marissa's bleeding, he moved his eyes towards the rubble. The nun who was pressed underneath was gone. He knew very well what Master Marissa was capable of, and it was obviously very difficult to force her to become such an enemy. Although he had expected that one sniper shot would be difficult to eliminate, he was still quite surprised; what he had just used was a heavy armor-piercing bullet designed to deal with tanks.
A white light flashed, it was the nun who had a blade thrown out of her arm. Pullman protected Marissa and raised the rifle wrapped with a cloth strip to block. In the sniper attack and subsequent collision, the artificial skin on half of her face was cracked, revealing a skeleton-like metal puppet, which looked very terrifying.
When the blow failed, Serena stepped back and realized that her neck was still bent to one side. She put her hand on the top of her head and tilted it hard; with a sharp crunching sound, her head straightened.
Pullman gasped when he saw it, what kind of monster is this! However, the other person's long silver hair and purple pupils on one side of his face gave him a familiar feeling.
At this time, the surrounding puppets followed the maker's orders and staggered around Pullman. Some held daggers and swords, some took out pistols at their waists, and a few could even rely on scrolls to cast spells.
Pullman immediately picked up the unconscious Marissa with one hand and held a gun with the other. He dodged the flying bullets and magic while raising the gun to fight back. Although he still had to protect Marissa, at this distance, he didn't need to aim at all and the bullets would be perfect. The puppet was accurately penetrated by the sensing array on the head or the energy supply crystal on the chest one after another, and fell to the ground without making any sound.
Pullman did not take it lightly. His rich experience allowed him to know that the opponent must have a back-up plan. Suddenly, he saw a machine puppet, holding a rifle, hiding behind the wall. He immediately turned the gun, and although the puppet was in a blind spot, he shot directly into the sky. The bullet bounced off the street lamp and penetrated directly through the puppet's head.
"I remembered this ricochet attack technique. You were the musketeer who followed the red-haired villain. After you were killed by the terminator bomb, you were resurrected by the villain." The nun stepped out, tattered The nun took the clothes and exposed the limbs of the metal puppet.
Pullman stood still holding Marissa and said to her, "You are the mage hunter who attacked the escort team in the Western Mountains. After being removed by the deputy gang leader, you were let go by the traitors in the base. It's really a narrow road for enemies." He glanced at The other party said, "You have more mechanical parts."
Serena laughed and said, "Of course, this is all prepared for the red-haired villain, and in the end, I used you to test the knife. We are really destined." She put her finger under her lips and looked at it carefully. Watch Pullman say;
"I noticed it last time. You are very handsome. You are different from that red-haired bastard with a dirty look. I am a beauty-controller. If you are willing to follow me, you will not only ignore the past grudges, but also have special benefits~" He said , she loosened the collar on her chest and winked at Pullman.
Pullman shrugged and said, "Sorry, I have no interest in licking engine oil." At the same time, he picked up the rifle in his hand and prepared to fire back.
