Vorpal Rabbit and Fortress Uncle

Amy steadily moves forward, bouncing back from time to time as she overcomes the constant rain of bullets. Her threatening reflex nerve-threatening turret-destruction campaign went well, with some casualties, and many of the turrets had already lost their function.

Light!

Roger that! Look, there you are, thank you very much.

R-right! -- [Pushbash]!

When the delay of the guard technique gets clogged, call the light backwards. She called out to the knight near her and instructed her to hit herself with her shield. The heavy shield of the Heavy Shield soldier slams her giant golden shield, and the light flies vigorously forward.

You can't move on your own, so it's quite a thoughtful structure.

Amy squinted her shoulders as she jumped to the forefront and saw the light that prevented Ledge's onslaught with her spare expression.

Much larger than his height, the Light Shield "My noble Golden Palace", with two large special armor walls and thick spike parts, was no longer so heavy as to carry neither light. Even Letty, who is waving Blue Blood at his arm, can't handle anything as heavy as this. In addition, the light splits the status between the arm (STR) and the chest (Vit), making it impossible to add weight to the other equipment.

So, what do we do? It's easy.

The light gave up moving on its own, and adopted the movement method of being ejected by knockback attacks by others.

"How did you get so far?"

Even from the trenches, the light jumped a long way. I could tell if there were any of the [Kamikaze Style] gatekeepers who had a wide array of knockbacks, but I didn't think they would say that.

In response to Amy's question, the light answered sharply.

The [Damascus Union] made us a machine-doll cannon.

"Oh, I see..."

In other words, she used herself as a bullet and literally flew over.

Lettie's face suddenly overlapped with that thoughtfulness, and Amy laughed.

Speaking of which, Amy-san.

What's wrong?

The Light Shield can even defeat a material annihilation bullet. With a spike in place and armor deployed, there was plenty of room. Light asked Amy, adding the occasional persistent guard technique.

Are we going to continue into that citadel like this?

I don't know much about the rules of jumping in, ”she frowns. Amy nodded, briefly telling her what to do next.

"I'm an advance party, and I'm going to destroy as many guns as I can." After that, Ai decided that all the troops would advance and enter the citadel. Once we get there, we shouldn't have to think about the threat of the artillery barrage. "

“I see. Then we have to open the door to life.”

“That's right. The more you break the artillery, the easier it will be, but the more durable our shields are.”

Amy's Silver Shield does not consume any Durability if her Blocks and Reflections are well-defined. However, even if the angle is slightly shifted, the impact is not reflected, and the endurance of the knight wearing the "amulet of life" is also greatly shredded.

Amy made as many mistakes as she could, and she had to destroy more artillery barrels.

I can jump out at any time, so please tell me if you want to calm down even if you can afford to delay.

“Yes, the light has made it much easier.”

The mental load is completely different between keeping a shield standing without rest and having the chance to relax a little bit. Amy was aware that she wasn't nervous, but she seemed to be unaware of her strength on her shoulder.

So, what do we do if we put it inside the citadel?

The light asks again. Amy replied with an irresistible smile.

I think the captain of my special offensive team will take care of it.

She spreads her purple hair and jumps over the shield. I put up a silver shield on my arms as I felt countless muzzles pointing at me.

Come on, one more step!

Grasp the angle of incoming artillery shells. She subdivides time into countless subsections with threatening concentration that sharpens to the limit: 1 second, 0.01 second, 0.0001 second. The scale is being engraved. Countless onion skins overlap like animated frames. Only one of them, the one that appeared most clearly, is captured accurately.

Like picking a soft feather, unwrapping a stuffed hoe. Delicately soft and sharp.

[Guard]!

The silver shield sparkles. The bullet returns the heel. The barrel of the gun is broken, and the turret is surrounded by blue flames.

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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?!

Amy and the Heavy Shield advancing, destroying the Citadel's artillery barrels one after the other. Lettie and the others watched from the trenches behind them in horror. If Amy raised her hands to her limits and looked back, or if Ai could march and raise her banner, Letty was next.

At one point, Amy was caught up in a delay blockage. Everyone thought it was no good, and when they were ready to charge, the guns rang out from behind.

Something jumped into Letty's ears, a figure of light with a huge, golden, shiny shield.

Letty, what's wrong?

"No, no, I was just surprised by the sudden flash of light."

Letty shook her hand to mislead Lacto with a strange look.

"But you surprised me. The light has changed a lot, too."

It's true.

It seemed that the [Red Hall] had also updated its equipment quite a bit before I even saw it. Letty unexpectedly put her hand on her forehead at the appearance of a light that had fallen apart a lot.

"But isn't the light amazing?" Ledge's city defense equipment didn't scare me. "

"Perhaps that shield is also Neva's work." It must have been developed with Ledge-san, the special armored wall that unfolds on the left and right. "

"I see.... is that right? Can Ledge's tent beat the city defenses?"

Lacto noticed the possibility of surprise, but Letty didn't. She was terrified that the light would destroy this important operation.

However, contrary to her expectations, the sudden appearance of light and Amy combine an impromptu tag, which rather adds to the sense of stability. From time to time, I was concerned that the light was being smashed by the Knights' Heavy Shield and was popping forward, but Amy's expression showed a margin.

What do you say, my main tank is pretty good, too?

"Wow, Maple."

Letty looked back in amazement as a voice was heard from behind. It had all the faces of the [Red Hall] except for the light.

"I didn't know there was such a festival going on here, so I came late."

You didn't have to come anywhere else.

"Don't say something you can't take."

As soon as he recognized them, Toka, who was looking at the blade marks of Demon Underworld in the trench, had a trance expression on her face. Letty smiled bitterly at her pungent words and noticed that the maples were changing their appearance.

Not only Hikaru-san, but also Maple-san's equipment has been updated.

Of course, it's getting a lot tougher.

We're already on our way to the ruin island.

Momiji, who stands next to the maple, is very good at it. She attaches a variety of items to her body and shows that she has grown considerably as a thrower.

They had reached the front line of the assault, and the second base was the main activity site in this event. They had already reached the veteran area.

"If the boss fight starts in earnest, we'll show what we can do!"

Fu in Chinese clothes bends his arm. Her Chinese hotpot has also grown in size and weight. After she had shown her motivation, she looked at the citadel that stood in the sea and said:

By the way, what kind of boss is that big castle?

Apparently, they really came in a hurry. Rather than outlining this “scrap collection” operation, he didn't even know who the boss was.

Letty and the others looked confused and said in a squeezing voice.

"Oh, you're my leader."

"Yeah..."

Based on the facts she told me, the [Red Hall] 's eyes widened in all directions. They looked back at Letty after seeing the beauty of the "Castle Lord of Collapsed Debris [Scrap and Build]", who was once again under heavy and fierce artillery fire. She nodded deeply, knowing it wasn't a joke.

"--Oh, I don't think so."

Fuu unexpectedly spilled the word. It was the consensus of all the investigators gathered in this trench, and thus the managers, commanders, and all those involved who commanded them, rather than the [Red Tower].