Fallen Chronicles



Chapter 114: The Blood Sacrifice of Olden Alliance, The Forgotten Spirit part 1

"Isn't he…"

Leng recognized him, and so did Mario, who had investigated Renji, as well as Nozomi and the elite of the revolutionary army, who also identified the identity of this noble young man.

Perhaps now, the only one who hadn't recognized the young man was Ashe, who was still in despair, staring blankly, kneeling on the ground, thinking she had harmed everyone and couldn't forgive herself.

Leng reacted the fastest to this.

He didn't understand, couldn't comprehend how this noble youth could appear here, and a terrifying premonition emerged in his heart. 

'Could it be that my random fabrication to frame Ashe... had come true? Could this noble youth have been using Ashe all along, plotting something in the shadows?'

But none of these stopped Leng from reacting fiercely.

"Haahaha! I knew it was you! You deceived Ashe, got our information from her, and then turned around and told the enemy! How dare you betray Ashe's trust in you!"

"Pfft"

Seeing Leng panicking to the point of talking nonsense, Renji couldn't help but laugh again.

He didn't deny it as Leng thought.

Instead, he boldly admitted it.

"Alright, since you say so, indeed, I had ulterior motives when I 'bought' Ashe. I indeed wanted to use her, use her to complete my plan, so what?"

"You!"

Leng was momentarily speechless, Renji's interruption completely disrupted the script he had in mind, turning the situation into chaos.

But no matter.

It would soon become clear again.

Because a group of people could no longer just watch the drama unfold calmly.

Mario upstairs was equally concerned about Renji's appearance, especially since he had crossed the 'relic' restriction, causing him great anxiety.

To avoid further complications, he issued a simple command.

"Fire!"

Upon receiving the order, rows of soldiers stationed upstairs, with a strategic advantage, pointed their dark muzzles at the revolutionaries, including Renji, ready to open fire on everyone below, indiscriminately turning them into sieves, ending the night's operation.

The dense aiming red dots had already appeared on everyone, but before the human soldier could pull the trigger, a series of *click click click* mechanical sounds preemptively rang out.

The sound came from the maid beside the young man.

Thanks to Ashe's intelligence, the high-ranking members of the revolutionary army knew that this maid was a robot from the Mechanical Alliance.

Initially, it caused some alarm, but later, under Leng's explanation, they realized not all robot's are combatants. Like the one beside the young man, she was clearly of the domestic type, posing no threat.

But now.

[Warning! Warning! Hostile behavior detected, initiating full automatic three-dimensional defense mode!]

Under the shrill clacking sound, the maid's arms rose, and her human skin modules were temporarily deactivated. In their place emerged metallic cannon barrels. 86's arms extended, and under chip control, her body rotated, transforming her robotic arms into heavy cannons as thick as water buckets and over a meter long in the blink of an eye.

The arm cannons were just a small part; the real focus was on the maid's back. This was not just bionic ability, but a fusion of Eclipse and technology. From the surrounding air, countless azure light spots appeared, swarming to 86's back like fireflies, a fictitious ability from "Zero."

In an instant, an eight-winged wing composed entirely of "firearms and cannons" shockingly appeared behind the maid.

When Mario's soldiers above finally came to their senses, they were dumbfounded. They looked at the guns in their hands and then at the maid's twin heavy cannon arms and the mechanical wings, each "feather" of which was several times more powerful than their guns in both appearance and caliber. They forgot to fire for a moment.

This was the charm of the Mechanical Alliance. By comparison, their little guns seemed as outdated as a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time.

But that wasn't the scariest part.

The horror was that, in their view, these high-tech firearms on the maid, which they couldn't understand, began to flicker light from their muzzles.

The next second...

Dadadadada!*

Dadadadada!*

Boom-boom—8

Bang!!!*

Bullets and cannon fire centered on 86, heading towards the location of Mario above. For a long ten seconds, everyone's ears and vision were almost completely nullified, filled only with the red light of explosions, thick smoke, and the rain-like barrage mixed with screams.

When everything finally calmed down, the revolutionaries below, who could barely open their eyes, instinctively looked up towards Mario and his army's direction. 

They not only failed to see their figures, but the most exaggerated part was...

'Where is the house?'

'Where did that big house disappear?'

Looking around in bewilderment, there was no second or third floor anymore; their surroundings had turned into ruins. The muddy manor couldn't withstand such firepower. Not to mention Mario's troops, the entire manor they were in had been turned into a sieve, with collapsed beams and brick walls exploding into dust.

Contrarily, the revolutionaries, because they were on the lowest level and near 86, were miraculously spared. Even the falling stones and debris from the collapsing house were blasted into smithereens by 86's fire.

Gulp*

Jiu swallowed hard as she looked around at the devastation.

At this point, if the revolutionaries couldn't see that the noble young man was at least not on the same side as Mario, then their brains were of no use.

Jiu stealthily tugged at the little cat girl next to her and asked in a trembling, fearful voice, "Is this the domestic maid you told me about, who teaches you cooking and studying every day?"

'Could it be that the Mechanical Alliance calls such killing machines 'domestic'?'

As for Ashe, with all this commotion, she finally snapped back to reality from her state of despair. But soon, she was again became confused by the sight in front of her, the fully armed 86, both familiar and unfamiliar, which pushed the little cat girl back into a daze.