The Puppeteer of Academy City

"As for the grievances between you, you can find a place to resolve it yourself." Ling Xingye waved to the people behind him, and "ruthlessly" abandoned Kamijou Touma.

From the previous battle attack, Ling Xingye has already seen that these two magicians did not really want to hurt Kamijou Touma; even the irritable flame magician was the same, he even deliberately protected him in the explosion attack just now. Kamijou Touma.

So Ling Xingye no longer has the slightest worry.

"It's really calm, Ling Xingye!" At this time, the driven armor on the opposite side made a loud voice again, "Are you still so conceited and arrogant, and you don't want to rely on helpers even though you have help around you?"

"They are irrelevant people." Ling Xingye replied loudly, "And it sounds like we have met before?"

"Hmph, as proud as you are, I'm afraid you won't remember your defeated general, right? But letting me escape alive is also your biggest failure, Ling Xingye!"

"Thirty-six celestial gangs, seventy-two earth demons, twenty-eight constellations..." Ling Xingye carefully checked the surroundings while speaking—according to the intelligence, the enemy still has a companion, "Can you finally send new people this time?" ? Also, where is the magician helper you found hiding?"

"Guess." The puppeteer in the driving armor gave a very embarrassing answer.

In the next second, the huge powered armor crushed the road and rushed forward like an arrow from the string.

The same huge chainsaw sword roared and tore through the air, bringing Monster and Ling Xingye into the attack range.

In contrast, the two-meter-tall sprite is particularly light and nimble—it leaps high, and with a neat whirlwind kick, it hits the side of the chainsaw sword, forcibly distorting the trajectory of the enemy's attack.

At the same time, the sprite rushed into the embrace of the driven armor, and the sharp blade popped out from the wrist, and stabbed forward.

Under the surging power output, sprites tore apart the thick armor of the powered suit with one blow.

"Twice!" There was a maniacal laugh from the drive suit, but he suddenly let go of the chainsaw sword, and then closed his arms and tightened them tightly, as if he wanted to embrace the monster in his arms.

Click, the emergency escape exit on the back of the drive armor bounced open, and a figure quickly fled to the distance.

At the same time, a layer of dark red appeared on the surface of the driven armor, and an ominous atmosphere spread out.

Stiyl sniffed, and quickly extinguished his flame: "Damn it, it's gunpowder!"

"It's going to explode!" Kamijou Touma immediately realized.

The goal of that puppeteer was sprites from the very beginning!

Because the enemy is also a puppeteer himself, he knows exactly what a puppet means to a puppet master—it is their partner and weapon, and the fundamental source of their strength.

Losing the puppet master he used to use as a puppet, his strength is equivalent to being crippled.

His first round of offensive today was aimed at getting rid of Ling Xingye's puppet.

Ling Xingye pulled the silk thread violently, and saw the sprite, like an acrobatic gymnast, or a flexible fish, leaping out of the deadly embrace of the powered suit.

The sprites stretched their bodies in the air, stepping on the stretched silk thread to jump higher into the air.

Then, the blades on both wrists popped out again for a longer length.

Sprites spread their arms, spun at high speed in mid-air, and danced a piece of knife wheel.

It was too late to say it, and the knife wheel in the air fell suddenly as if ignoring resistance.

The knives equipped by the sprites have unimaginable destructive power, and even cut open the powered armor in one fell swoop, almost splitting it in half!

But the dark red light on its surface didn't fade away.

"Oops, that's not the self-destruct function of the body itself!" Kamijou Touma shouted nervously.

"Another explosion... How disgusting!" Stiyl also had an impatient and disgusted expression.

"Only you, a pyromaniac, have no right to complain!"

Kamijou Touma hadn't finished his sentence before he was picked up by Stiles and thrown out - amidst Index's exclamation of "Touma~".

"Ah! What is this? Retaliation? You are too stingy!" Kamijou Touma shouted while dancing in the air, "Starry night, help me!"

Ling Xingye looked back and immediately understood what the flame magician meant.

He opened his hands, weaved a net with silk thread, and wrapped Kamijou Touma.

However, there was no chance to thank Kamijou Touma. After catching the target, Ling Xingye pushed Kamijou Touma forward like a relay race.

"Stretch out your right hand!" Ling Xingye roared loudly.

During this period, the sprites kept cutting and demolishing, almost cutting off all the lines inside the machine, but the signs of explosion were still not lifted. So the possibility that this is the self-destruct function of the body itself can already be ruled out.

Then the rest is naturally the possibility of magic.

Kamijou Touma also reacted, and punched him as if resigned to his fate.

In the passionate collision of iron and flesh and the screams of the young man, the dark red light exuding a strong sense of threat dissipated out of thin air like a phantom. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Be careful, there are still things in the sky!" Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Kanzaki issued another warning.

Ling Xingye looked up, and there was a figure leaving in a hurry on the roof of a building a hundred meters away.

And from the top of that tall building to directly above their heads, there are dozens or hundreds of shining parabolas.

Looking carefully, the end of the parabola turned out to be explosives with red shells—the kind of explosives that are commonly seen in animation works and games, red "cannonballs", and a fuse that sparked.

Kanzaki was already surrounded by steel wires, shining brightly in the light of the fire.

She turned her head to look at Ling Xingye, and said, "Ninety-seven, how about we each be responsible for half of them."

Ling Xingye opened his fingers, and the transparent and colorless silk thread stretched straight along the fingertips, and then relaxed.

"The left side is mine." He did not refuse Kanzaki's invitation.

To be honest, it would be more difficult for two people to use silk threads to intercept at the same time - because if one is not careful, the silk threads of the two will become entangled and interfere with each other.

It is precisely because Kanzaki is very confident in his skills and strength that he sent out the invitation, and at the same time, he has a little thought of wanting to compete with Ling Xingye again.

And Ling Xingye is undoubtedly more confident-manipulating the silk thread, this is his ability to eat!

In the rapidly intertwined whistling sound, the "blades" invisible to the naked eye swayed wantonly in the sky.

Two silk threads of different materials and properties criss-crossed in the night sky, cutting up all the explosives, and the scattered gunpowder was ignited by the sparks of the fuse in the air, igniting a magnificent cloud of fire.

In the end, even these remnants of flames failed to reach their heads.