Chapter 902: Section 598: Trial (Part 2)
Red ankle boots stepped on the stairs, and the catgirl with shoulder-length curly hair beamed with joy as she neared the opening at the top of the Bell Tower. Approaching the exit, the hovering intelligent eyeball behind her began scanning the platform above, outlining two humans in its master’s field of vision.
One stood at the back of the stairs, the other to the right. Both were armed, and the shorter one was even wielding a compact assault rifle.
"Green, how about you take care of the short one?" The girl glanced at her intelligent AI companion.
"No problem, but with your current state, can you handle the big one?" The eyeball sized up its master.
"No problem," the catgirl said as she took off her bag and stretched her body, then crouched down: "Let’s start."
"Let’s begin."
As the master synchronized with the mechanical intelligence, the girl leaped, pushed against the steps with her arms, and flew directly to the ceiling. At the same time, the round stone above her head turned intangible. The moment she landed on the platform, she stretched out a finger towards the short one who had seen her. A flash of light danced on her fingertips. In the next instant, a beam of light pierced through the red dot on the back of the handgun held by the half-human and then through his right eye, instantly rendering the electronic eye from reliable to scrap.
As the half-human screamed, clutching his right eye socket, the eyeball machine surfaced from outside the platform. Its probe underneath aimed at the burly man who was turning to attack something behind him, utterly unable to react to the machine and its assault.
The next second, an electric shock needle struck the big man’s neck.
While the big man staggered and lost balance due to the strong electric shock interfering with his artificial spine, the catgirl’s cute little red leather boots landed with a whoosh on the man’s face. As half of his teeth were expelled along with his forcibly twisted head, the big man cleared the electrical interference with his artificial spine. Roaring, he flailed his left hand attempting to grab the tiny creature. But as his target ducked under his swinging arm, her small hand had already gained a dagger, thrusting horizontally into his side.
Normally, this would damage the large blood vessels at the upper part of the big man’s heart, making it a fatal blow, but the man’s left hand swung back as if nothing happened.