Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1428 163: Interception (Part 2)

Lu Qingxue blinked her eyes calmly, her gaze falling on the other person for less than half a second before she withdrew it and continued to walk forward.

Don't know him.

No need to know him.

With her sword in hand, Lu Qingxue looked at the gorge ahead, which was as straight as a knife, and stepped in quietly.

The silence in this gorge was astonishing.

As she walked ten ters in, Miller's shout from the rear vanished in an instant.

As if the world had split into two.

Lu Qingxue's slender, jade-like fingers rested on the sword hilt, her long eyelashes fluttered, and a hint of vigilance surfaced in her pupils.

Unknown places often co with unknown dangers.

After Lu Qingxue walked a hundred ters, a heavy thudding sound echoed from the back of the gorge.

Miller, supporting his knees, looked ahead with a smile on his face.

When he saw Lu Qingxue disappear earlier, his haste unexpectedly increased his speed by half.

Luckily, he hadn't lost track.

Glancing casually at the sides, Miller noticed the gorge's walls were exceptionally flat and smooth, with only the empty expanse and the beautiful silhouette ahead, nothing more crossed his mind.

No ti to overthink.

"Beautiful lady, wait for ."

However, the figure ahead remained indifferent.

Miller didn't mind, this was the kind of woman he valued.

That pride emanating from her bones indicated she was of noble origin, and after questioning her family, he would return and ask his father, Grand Duke Alfred, to formally visit.

Miller dashed forward quickly, within ten seconds finding that the woman's silhouette was already within reach.

"Hi..."

Swish!

An icy sword light blood instantly in the air.

Miller's feet slamd to a halt, stopping abruptly.

Lu Qingxue turned with her sword, aiming the sword tip steadily at his throat.

Another ten centiters forward, and it would pierce Miller's throat!

He gulped audibly, swallowing his saliva.

Miller obediently raised his hands, a smile on his handso face, "I have no intention of harming you, it's just that your beauty and aura leave in awe."

"I wish to know you, I'm called Miller, I..."

Miller quickly faltered, noticing the sword tip pushed forward slightly.

His face bore a faintly embarrassed smile.

"Within three ters, death."

Pointing his Snow Building Sword at Miller, Lu Qingxue retreated step by step beyond three ters, sheathed her long sword, and turned to continue forward.

Miller looked at Lu Qingxue's receding figure with reluctance, biting his lips, giving himself encouragent.

A true warrior couldn't possibly be defeated by a little setback like this.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master."

At this mont, voices called from afar behind.

Miller turned to see his two soldiers luckily reunited, glaring at them fiercely, waving them off without further regard.

The duke's son maintained an abnormally cautious stance, following Lu Qingxue with a happy, fulfilled smile.

Three ters, he could keep that.

Glad it's only three ters, not thirty.

Lu Qingxue no longer paid attention to the following Miller, quickly arriving at the gorge's end.

At first glance, it seed blocked by another mountain, but upon closer approach, she found a visual-deceptive turning point on the right.

Lu Qingxue stopped, as if sensing sothing.

After two seconds, Lu Qingxue confird her released spiritual power detected no foreign presence.

So, she stepped forward, turning.

A vast, expansive tropical jungle appeared before her.

Buzz.

Twenty ters above, a sudden twang of a bowstring resonated.

In an instant, a poisoned arrow pierced the air.

Ice-cold resolve surfaced in Lu Qingxue's eyes, her foot shifted lightly, her Snow Building Sword snapped out, sweeping across.

It blood like autumn water.

The poisoned arrow split into two instantly.

Lu Qingxue swiftly looked up.

In her sight, an empty crossbow dangled from a tree trunk.

This is...

A deliberate hunting trap.

Then, there must be people nearby.

Bang!

At the view's dead corner, opposite the crossbow, fifty ters away, another tree cloaked by broad leaves suddenly flared with fire.

A sniper had been lying in ambush there.

From the start, Lu Qingxue maintained her high alert, reacting the instant the gun fired.

Her body flickered swiftly.

The bullet whizzed past empty.

Lu Qingxue didn't know what dangers lay hidden here, her long sword flicked against the wall, utilizing its rebound force to dart back into the gorge.

"An ambush?"

Lu Qingxue ignored Miller's inquiry.

Instead, she directed a colder gaze at the gorge's bending corner.

Snow Building Sword sheathed, she calmly took down the large bow on her back.

From the quiver, she drew a special arrowhead from the Snow Clan.

Lightly twirling the arrow feather, a serene calm filled Lu Qingxue's eyes, preparing to counter-attack and kill the opponent.

Yet at that mont, a low growl of gnashing teeth sounded nearby.

"To dare attack a beautiful lady, unforgivable..."

Miller quickly turned to his servants coming in a run, shouting.

"My armor!"

"Young Master, here."

Two robust guards, each removing a heavy pack from their backs, hurled it forward.

Thud!

Thud!

Two successive thuds.

Miller caught them simultaneously, throwing the packs to the ground.

With a silver tal baseplate engraved with golden patterns, the battle armor revealed instantly.

This was an armor requiring manual assembly.

Miller stepped his feet in, hands locking, his fra straightened sharply.

Click, click!

Several buckle fastening sounds echoed, he was instantly enveloped by the armor.

Resembling an iron knight.

Miller's eyes bore a fierce look, raising his right hand, a large-caliber grenade launcher appearing in his grip.

With adoration, he gazed at Lu Qingxue, placing a hand on his chest and bowing, "Your most loyal Knight Miller, willing to eliminate all obstacles for you."

Donning a pair of anti-glare black sunglasses.

Miller posed a stride-forward stance, pressing down on his rear right leg, an abnormal arc accompanied by the creaking sound of muscle expansion.

Boom!

A wave of dust surged.

Miller, with Fierce Power, charged the opposite wall.

Step, turn, dart.

Boom!

Another resounding boom.

Miller finally displayed his astonishing strength.

Bam!

The spot where he first stepped flashed with a spark.

Miller's eyes glead sharply, looking toward the bullet's direction, laughing sharply.

With a surge from his waist, his body spiraled rapidly in midair for 1080 degrees!

The montum of his rush forcefully halted, he bizarrely and briefly paused in the air.

Bang—

A loud bang.

Intense firelight flared from the gun barrel, Miller was recoiled half a ter backward upon landing.

From the treetop where the shot ca, a burst of blood exploded.

Heh...

Landing, Miller chuckled blandly.

Bam!

A trendous impact slamd his chest.

The force knocked him back two ters, though the armor stopped penetration, it couldn't block the strong impact.

Miller's face instantly flushed red, clenching his teeth hard to resist.

A cold, clear figure flashed out.

Drawing the bow like a full moon!

Releasing the string.

In an instant, the arrow shot forth like a teor.

A hundred ters away, from behind a large broadleaf, a figure slumped to the ground.

Ti fell silent.

"Clap, clap~"

Gentle applause sounded slowly from all around.