And among all the living beings present, the only one who could react was Hei Xianyue, whose spirit was highly concentrated and had been keeping her attention focused on him all along.
The threads she controlled imdiately sward densely towards the wrist of that chanical Girl.
But it was also at this mont that the thread on her little finger suddenly tightened, and she felt the signal Lynn had sent her.
They had discussed it in advance.
At a critical mont, as long as he tugged that thread connecting them, that was telling her...
Don't intervene!
And precisely because of this brief pause, that sharp Monomolecular Blade suddenly cleaved into Lynn's head as if slicing through lons and chopping vegetables.
[Ding! You have received a lethal strike. The curse effect of the Substitute Death Doll has been triggered! Your current remaining Substitute Death Doll count: 3]
[Ding! You have received double pain and tornt. Your M Charge has reached max!]
In that instant.
Lynn's vision suddenly went black, but at the mont his consciousness dissipated, it rapidly completed re-aggregation.
And at the spot where that Monomolecular Blade slashed down, Lynn's body suddenly vanished, leaving only a cloth doll with its head chopped off, giggling as it fell onto the ground.
That chanical Girl instantly turned her head, her icy gaze abruptly locking onto a certain direction several hundred ters away.
The special effect of the Substitute Death Doll directly allowed him to complete rebirth five hundred ters away.
And this was Lynn's plan!
Because he knew that wanting to defeat this chanical Girl whose strength far surpassed theirs, a head-on confrontation was utterly aningless.
Only kiting!
Only by pushing kiting to the extre could they have that sliver of a possibility to defeat her!
"Miss Puppet!!"
Lynn shouted, simultaneously yanking off his Plague Doctor Mask. The pitch-black Cursed Eye suddenly crawled with black capillaries across half his face, making him look as ferocious as a Vengeful Ghost.
And at the sa ti, Hei Xianyue's threads also reached the wrist and body of that chanical Girl.
Crack crack crack—
The threads suddenly pulled taut.
Silver Fantasy's chanical body also suddenly experienced a hint of sluggishness.
But there was simply no way to control her, because she was too powerful. In less than a second, the Monomolecular Blade in her hand severed all the threads controlling her.
But Lynn hadn't expected to truly control her either. What he wanted was just for Miss Puppet to buy him this most crucial second!
And the mont he saw her body light up with a pale blue halo.
Lynn knew she had activated her fold-jump engine again.
And this was the limitation of most chanical Consciousnesses. Once they determined a target, their chanical linear thinking would make them prioritize attacking the target they had locked onto.
Or perhaps in her eyes, aside from himself, other living beings posed absolutely no threat whatsoever.
And what Lynn wanted.
Was precisely this outco!
Because Lynn knew that activating his curse required ti, and once his gaze broke from the target, the curse would be interrupted. Given the might this chanical Girl had displayed, she would undoubtedly be able to detect his intent the instant he began casting the curse.
And to avoid this outco, he had to resort to so tricks!
And this trick.
Was those threads of Miss Puppet's that she had severed but which still remained on her body!
As long as Miss Puppet could successfully locate her landing point after the fold-jump through sensing those threads, then via the connection of their little fingers, he could quickly obtain this information from Miss Puppet, allowing him to complete the curse bestowal the mont that chanical Girl appeared!
If he could succeed, then there was a chance to turn defeat into victory!
If not.
Then he'd just have to sacrifice another Substitute Death Doll for crisis avoidance!
Gritting his teeth, Lynn forcefully pressed his hand against his ferocious half-face, torrents of black blood flowing from his Cursed Eye.
Fast!
Miss Puppet!
Sense it quickly!
If he couldn't seize this opportunity, once she beca alert, he could forget about casting a curse on her next ti!
Finally, at that very mont, Lynn's little finger twitched violently. He received the signal from Miss Puppet and rapidly determined the direction of that chanical Girl's landing point.
Right...
Behind him!
In that instant, to pinpoint the most accurate location, Lynn almost didn't turn around. Instead, he actually used the hand pressing against his right face to *crack* his own neck a full 180 degrees!
And almost simultaneously, an infinite shriek of Evil Ghosts seed to erupt from within his Cursed Eye, ferocious black blood flowing out.
Curse!
One Hundred Percent Miss!
And at the sa ti, amidst the flash of the pale blue halo, that icy chanical Girl appeared behind him. The mont she appeared, what she faced was a pitch-black, abyss-like Cursed Eye.
Activate!
Lynn's pitch-black pupils instantly contracted, becoming as ferocious as an Evil Spirit.
Countless malevolent thoughts and cursed resentnts almost simultaneously locked onto that chanical Girl. But at the sa instant, the Monomolecular Blade in her hand was already slashing towards his body.
This mont.
Ti itself seed to beco infinitely slow.
Finally.
At the mont when that blade was less than two centiters away from his pupil, the System's prompt sounded in his ear.
[Ding! You have bestowed the curse '100% Miss' upon the target. You have received severe backlash pain.]
And the mont the prompt sounded.
That Monomolecular Blade about to pierce his skull suddenly and bizarrely veered off at an unimaginable angle, stabbing past a few milliters from his temple.
Miss!
A miss!
ヾ(*Ő౪Ő*)
At this mont, Lynn's tension level instantly plumted from 100% to -1%.
And this missed slash instantly caused that chanical Girl's pupils to contract. Without any hesitation, she imdiately perford another 270-degree turn, the Monomolecular Blade in her hand sweeping horizontally towards Lynn's waist.
She had precisely calculated the angle and force of this slash. One could say that as long as it landed, Lynn would inevitably be split in two, bisected at the waist.
But what was incredibly bizarre was.
Just as her Monomolecular Blade was about to make contact with Lynn's skin, the blade edge suddenly shifted direction at an angle that blatantly defied the laws of physics.
Miss!
Another miss!
(*ﾉ∀ﾟ*)σ
She was imdiately greatly shaken. As if to verify sothing, her figure explosively retreated, her gaze icy cold. She abruptly drew the Heavy Sniper Rifle from her back, aiming it almost point-blank at Lynn's forehead.
Bang—
She violently pulled the trigger.
A gunshot rang out.
The bullet left the chamber.
But what was even more terrifying was that the bullet, fired at close range towards Lynn, bizarrely changed direction along an "Ω"-shaped trajectory, forcefully avoiding Lynn's forehead.
It was as if the bullet had a life of its own, curving around Lynn as it went past!
Lynn (◑▽◐)~~~
That chanical Girl's gaze instantly beca hollow.
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