Colonial Suit

Countless bullets pierced through the air, instantly forming a three-dimensional chessboard. These bullets were imbued with Robbie's condensed holy power, emitting a faint white light, making their trajectories clearly visible, as if drawing countless white lines in the air.

Robbie gently closed the Bible in his hand and turned to leave.

He didn't need to watch anymore; Cowboy No. 5 had no chance of dodging Death Chess. Moreover, the bullets imbued with his holy power could penetrate armor.

The outcome was already decided. Although this move consumed a great deal of his own energy, Robbie couldn't afford to worry about that. He needed to end this battle as quickly as possible to support the Gemini siblings.

But just as he turned around, he suddenly froze, a look of surprise on his face.

Behind him, Robbie sensed a fleeting energy fluctuation, and his intelligent brain also reported spatial distortion data.

"This is... emergency evasion technology, energy displacement?"

"That guy, did he escape?"

Robbie glanced back and couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile. He didn't expect Cowboy No. 5 to possess such advanced evasion technology. Such technology, only seen above the Fourth World, was extremely rare. Even he didn't possess it. It was normal that Death Chess couldn't hold him back.

Of course, this was also because his gunnery wasn't perfect yet. If it were true Death Chess, even energy displacement wouldn't be able to escape.

"Forget it," Robbie said, shaking his head. He turned and walked towards the Gemini siblings.

It was good that he escaped. Although it was a pity he couldn't kill him, Cowboy No. 5's escape was equivalent to abandoning this battle, reducing the Odd Numbers by one combat member. His side had already gained the upper hand in the current situation. Robbie could almost see victory waving at him.

In the breeze, his golden hair gently fluttered, making him look exceptionally elegant.

His pace wasn't fast. Robbie needed to adjust his spirit in this short distance, allowing himself to re-enter a combat-ready state. Because he had used an incomplete legendary gun technique, his mind was currently in a state of confusion, and his computational ability had dropped to a very dangerous level. This was fatal for him, who relied on gun techniques. If he couldn't adjust in the shortest time, even if he approached the Gemini siblings, he wouldn't be able to provide effective support.

In this state, Robbie's attention was inevitably a little unfocused, and he stepped on the minced meat that had been shredded by Little Bo Xi earlier.

That was No. 7's minced meat...

"Thump..."

"Thump thump..."

"Thump thump thump..."

Unconsciously, the frequency of Robbie's heartbeat became strange, like a lurking beast, forcefully... yet rhythmically erratic. Robbie was completely unaware. After taking a few steps, his legs suddenly weakened, and he knelt on one knee. A stream of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth...

"This is..." Feeling the strength in his body fading away, Robbie finally awoke from his daze and was shocked to find black spots appearing on the back of his hand.

That was a devilish black.

"Black Burial... Blood Poison..."

A sense of powerlessness instantly swept through his body, and Robbie was incredibly shocked.

When had he been poisoned? Could it be...

His gaze fell to his foot, where a bit of minced meat was rapidly wriggling, seeping into his armor. Perhaps sensing his gaze, the minced meat seeped in even faster, disappearing into the gaps in the armor in an instant. Immediately afterward, a touch of black appeared on the part of the armor that had been infiltrated.

"That No. 7... isn't dead yet!"

A terrifying thought arose in his mind, and Robbie's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked towards the wall in the distance.

There, Little Bo Xi was deadlocked with the opponent's No. 3.

"Be careful..." Robbie wanted to shout a warning, but the feeling of powerlessness had spread throughout his body, and his vocal cords were no longer under control.

His vision went black, and Robbie fell heavily into the pool of blood, passing out...

At this moment, Little Bo Xi was fighting No. 3 at a critical moment.

Perhaps the time for the clone had expired, No. 3 was now alone. But even so, his attacks were incredibly sharp. On the open space in front of the wall, he attacked Little Bo Xi like a mad wolf, unleashing three punches and two kicks in a short moment, making Little Bo Xi look battered and exhausted.

This wasn't because Little Bo Xi wasn't tough enough, but because No. 3's attacks were too frantic. His fighting style was extremely similar to Blood Eyes, both using close-quarters combat. However, unlike Blood Eyes' balanced qualities, he was more inclined towards speed, using high speed to unleash an astonishing number of attacks in a short time, as fast as a torrential storm.

This attack method was extremely violent and was the nemesis of all ability-based mercenaries. Being entangled by such an enemy, even the strongest ability-based mercenary would suffer and find it difficult to concentrate and use their abilities.

Fortunately, Little Bo Xi's ability was cutting, which was inherently inclined towards close combat, coupled with his newly equipped guerrilla-type high-speed armor. This allowed him to withstand the onslaught of attacks. But even so, he was currently in a precarious situation, with dents all over his body from the punches and kicks.

In an instant, only the sound of metal clashing rang out. Little Bo Xi used his arms to block this wave of fierce attacks. Immediately afterward, he raised his left hand, and an imperceptible silver light shot out. But the opponent seemed to have anticipated this, dodging the silver light with a single flash.

"Useless struggle," a cold voice came from under the armored faceplate. "Blood-stained Gemini, I already know your fighting style."

"You know who I am?" Little Bo Xi gasped for breath, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Nonsense. How could I not know?" No. 3 continued to press forward, instantly appearing behind Little Bo Xi's side, and delivered a foot blade towards Bo Xi's neck. "Your reputation has long spread in the dark mercenary world. It is said that the higher-ups are planning to absorb you as well. But now it seems that you are too weak and not worthy to enter our domain."

The foot blade whistled, actually creating illusions like a blade. Little Bo Xi hurriedly used his hand shields to meet it, barely managing to block it. But the resulting force shook him all over, staggering backward as if drunk.

But even so, he always stood in front of the wall where his sister was embedded, unwilling to leave half a step.

"Bastard! Who wants to join you? Don't deceive yourself!" Little Bo Xi said angrily. Two silver threads were released at the same time. This time, the speed was faster, and the angle was even more tricky.

Unfortunately, it was still in vain. No. 3 was much faster than him, and he escaped the control range of the silver thread with a single flash.

"I said it's useless," he said with a sneer. No. 3 continued to maintain the pressure of a torrential storm.

"Your ability is not bad, but it has a huge weakness. That is, it needs a medium. As long as you don't get touched by your metal wire, it's useless no matter how hard you try! And your sister is even more useless, with only a temporary shielding ability that needs to be touched to use. It's simply useless."

"Bastard... it's not like this! It's not like this!" Little Bo Xi trembled with anger, but could only struggle to support himself under the opponent's attack.

He had no choice. Although he knew that moving could reduce the pressure, he couldn't do it. Because behind him was his sister who had fallen into a coma.

"Don't you understand the huge gap between you and me?" No. 3 sneered and slammed another knee strike into Little Bo Xi's arms, pushing him back again and again.

"In my eyes, you and your sister are just two wastes. Even if your ability has good attack power, what if you can't hit anyone? And you can't use that large-scale technique that attacked No. 7, right? Your mental power is not enough to cast it twice in a row!"

"Even so... I still have my sister." Little Bo Xi's back was against the wall, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. This was caused by the shock to his lungs. No. 3's strength had penetrated his armor and injured his body.

"When my sister wakes up, you will definitely... die."

"You are really stubborn." No. 3 finally stopped attacking and stood in front of Little Bo Xi. "Then let me explain it to you."

"What you rely on is nothing more than your ability sharing with your sister. But the so-called ability sharing doesn't mean that you and your sister can use the same ability at the same time, but that you can use it alternately. In other words, if your sister uses your ability, then you have no ability to use."

"Your sister's mental power should not have been consumed yet, and she can indeed exert the maximum power of your ability. But..." No. 3 said here, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "You, without ability, will still die in front of me."

"What's more, your ability is simply ineffective against me. Don't you understand yet? The so-called Blood-stained Gemini are just a pair of wastes."

Speaking of which, No. 3 shook his head, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"I really don't know why the higher-ups are interested in you, but I think, maybe they don't have to think about this matter from today onwards. You... have no value in existence!"

No value in existence!!

These words came from No. 3's mouth, but they struck Little Bo Xi's heart like thunder, leaving him stunned. For a moment, he even forgot to refute, forgot to fight...

Is this... true?

No one knows that the Gemini siblings have always lacked a sense of existence in their hearts. They were cursed twins who grew up in the discrimination and ridicule of others since they were young. No one was willing to care for them, and no one was willing to take care of them. In their hearts, they always thought that they were garbage abandoned by the world. Only in blood can they get a little peace.

They longed for warmth, longed to be cared for by others, and longed to be recognized...

But in reality, such a little wish was always so unattainable. Until the day they met Blood Eyes...

No one knows how happy Bohemia has been since being with Blood Eyes. They even forgot the unpleasantness of the past, thinking that it would continue forever. And they also made a decision in private that they must use their abilities to help Blood Eyes.

But today, on this battlefield, someone actually told them...

"You have no value in existence."

Is this... true?

So everything in the past was just their wishful thinking? They and their sister didn't even have the value to help Brother Blood Eyes?

In an instant, Bo Xi suddenly felt... so cold, so cold...

He couldn't help but tremble, squatting down little by little.