"nailed it."
The last few synths were bound together by Sheila using gravity, and then everyone surrounded them and killed them with concentrated fire.
Mia sat on the ground, grimacing, and asked Nora to treat her. Although she avoided most of the firepower by moving at high speed, shrapnel was still embedded in her calf... It seemed that it was hit by a ricochet bullet that bounced off the ground, and a small operation was needed to remove it from her body.
Another person who was injured was Ask. In the initial concentrated fire, he used the Star-9 Style's grazing fire to block most of the bullets, and only a few hit his body.
This is not to say that the Nine Star Styles has flaws, but that his physical fitness can't keep up. After all, swordsmanship requires a strong enough physique to perform. The more and more dense the bullets are in a short period of time, the stronger the physical fitness required.
Like the situation just now where several synths were firing assault rifles at each other, it would take a person with specialized physical strength of Lv.12 or above to block all the bullets without getting hurt.
But as long as the vital points are not hit, with his current physical condition, it doesn't matter if he is hit by a few bullets.
Ask squatted down in front of the remains of a certain synth, stared at the red light in the other's eyes that had not yet disappeared, and smiled:
"Oh my, you guys have read all our intelligence."
In Solomon City, the cardinals stared at the surveillance screen:…
Is this guy talking to us? Wow, this guy is a bit arrogant!
"Your Majesty, should we answer?" asked the head of the monitoring team. Even if the body was shattered, the head of the Nislock synthetic man still had the function of making sounds.
"Wait a minute," said Innocent, "and see what he says next."
Then the screen in front flashed.
The screen is black.
"The signal is interrupted?" asked a cardinal.
"All the Nislock synths have fallen silent." It was Raphael who answered.
Well, everyone was speechless. It wasn't that the signal was interrupted, it was that the guy named Ask on the other side destroyed the head of the synth in his hand.
This mercenary group named "Cyan Sword" is indeed unexpectedly powerful and deserves the continued attention of the Holy See.
It’s just that the leader of the mercenary group named Ask… Pope Innocent rubbed his brows.
Knowing that the Vatican was monitoring him, how could he still be so arrogant? It was inexplicably annoying.
"Raphael." Innocent looked up.
"Your Majesty, I am here," Raphael's voice replied.
"Call for a 1/16 process of the All-Seeing Eye to monitor Ask every day... No, monitor the entire Blue Sword team."
"Process resources have been reallocated," Raphael replied, "In the name of God, I will obey your will."
At the edge of the trench, Sheila came up from the side and said, "Captain, who were you talking to just now?"
"Probably with the Pope." Ask threw away the debris in his hand.
Sheila burst out laughing. Although this synthetic human was produced by the Vatican, it was impossible for it to be made by the Pope himself. Even if you wanted to study this synthetic human, it had nothing to do with the Pope.
"Let's go, let's continue." Ask called to everyone.
Being on the Vatican's monitoring list is almost inevitable as long as you become stronger in this world.