Combat-Dedicated Machine: Kitty

"When Alain reached the mouth of the alley, he was shocked by the scene before him. The walls on both sides of the alley had been struck wit

"When Alain reached the mouth of the alley, he was shocked by the scene before him.

The walls on both sides of the alley had been struck with great force, and a series of small craters were scattered like a spiderweb. During this time, there were also sharp scratches as if from the claws of some kind of beast: slender claw marks forming a beautiful painting.

But the aftermath of these attacks did not attract as much attention as the situation in the very center of the alley.

The worst-case scenario—Millie being seriously injured—did not happen. What shocked Alain was: he saw a terrified Millie anxiously manipulating a game controller with one hand. And the target she was connected to was the hunter on the ground, which would flash past from time to time, leaving sharp claw marks on the wall—

Alain felt very confused and thought he was mistaken.

Can cats be linked by a controller? And can they barely fend off the attacks of the Failure?

In his view: the cat, with its swift steps, constantly dodged the Failure's attacks, causing them to only hit the wall. It was like an assassin in the dark, sometimes transforming into an orange shadow, leaving claw marks on the puppet's body.

"What on earth are you controlling?"

The voice from the mouth of the alley attracted Millie's attention. Don't look at her controlling the cat, fighting back and forth, but in reality, dodging the Failure's attacks was already her limit.

This guy was really tough: even with the strength bonus, the cat's claws could only leave sporadic scratches on the surface. However—there was hope!

Millie looked towards the mouth of the alley, but was startled by the weapon of the so-called "reinforcements." No matter how you looked at it, that was Crazy Mita's weapon: a chainsaw?!

"Idiot, quickly let the cat retreat and control me!"

"You? Alain's voice? Okay!"

The young man's figure was hidden in the light of the main street, making him somewhat unclear. Fortunately, the voice was extremely familiar. Millie quickly controlled the orange cat to retreat to the side, then turned off the Bluetooth and turned it on again.

The Failure noticed that the prey's attack had suddenly slowed down, and without hesitation, rushed towards Millie. But she saw that the cat did not even take a step to flee, staying in place, waiting for its arrival.

So, the Failure made a claw-like hand and was about to crush Millie's head.

But a flash of stuffed light passed by, and the hand that had formed a claw did not listen to its command, and quickly fell to the side, landing on the ground with an "empty" sound.

The Failure turned its head to look, but it was a rumbling chainsaw that came. To avoid the sharp edge, it retreated several steps in a row.

Thus, the Failure remained at the mouth of the alley, and Alain was able to stand safely in front of Millie.

"Alain!" As soon as she saw him come over, the girl's eyes could no longer hold back the glistening tears. Just now, she had almost died. Fortunately, she had a flash of inspiration and found a cat as a link. If there had been a single misstep, she would never see...

"Alright, bro, you can cry in my arms later. Right now..." Alain's gaze towards the front was quite unfriendly. He was determined to smash the Failure today, no matter what.

He glanced at the puppet's severed arm on the ground, then glared at the Failure's main body.

The Failure's individual combat power was extremely high, reaching, and even slightly exceeding, the range of an ordinary Mita. Misha, this "female general," could only barely repel it. If this guy really faced Millie without a controller, the situation would be more dangerous than not.

The only thing to be thankful for was: the Failure did not have the recovery ability of an ordinary virus. A severed arm was a truly severed arm; there would be no disgusting, outrageous situations.

The voices of passersby outside the alley laughed and talked as they passed, seemingly unaware of the storm brewing in the alley.

Alain looked ahead, his gaze fixed on the Failure's chest. Millie tugged at his sleeve, and he instantly understood his good bro's meaning.

The next moment, Alain and the Failure took a step at the same time. But it was in the same direction.

"What 2? That guy wants to run away."

Seeing the distance between them growing more distant, Alain and Millie had no time to hesitate.

"After it!" Alain rushed forward, and Millie also shouted, "Okay! Avenge me, good bro!"

At this point, she couldn't care less about how the passersby would react. If the Failure was allowed to successfully hide in reality, who knew what kind of trouble would arise in the future. The grass and trees were all soldiers, and enemies were everywhere.

Misha couldn't even buy groceries in peace... and that was the best-case scenario. What if the Failure took advantage of their consciousness being immersed in the game world to attack their small home? Then it would be truly too late for tears.

"Zzz—rumble rumble." The volume of the chainsaw whirred in his hand, the sharp saw teeth rotating at high speed, the strong weapon and charged power giving Alain an infinite sense of security.

The two and the puppet rushed down the street, one after the other. From the direction, it should be towards their home.

He finally understood why Crazy Mita always liked to chase him with a chainsaw. The sense of security and desire for destruction brought by this weapon, plus the fleeing enemy, was simply hell.

The Failure in front saw that Alain was still stubbornly on its tail, and seemed to panic a little. While speeding up, it hit a few trash cans, which actually slowed it down. As the "rumble" sound got closer and closer, it hurriedly sped up again.

Alain thought that if it could speak, the creature person would definitely cry out "Don't come over."

But speaking of screaming... Alain, taking advantage of the afterglow of being controlled by Millie, looked around. The passersby walked normally, and the people in groups still laughed and talked happily, far from the expected screams. It was as if they hadn't noticed them fleeing one after the other.

Alain also had no time to care about these things; all of this could only be discussed later.

Finally, as he walked, he reached the street where Alain's small home was. The slightly dim streetlights made it a bit difficult for Alain to see the enemy in front.

Millie behind him had already started to pant heavily, but still did not cry out in hardship or pain. He had infinite stamina, but Millie, as a Mita, was running out of stamina...

Just as he was frowning, a baseball bat from the sky was like a timely rain, perfectly relieving the urgent need.

The baseball bat did not hit the Failure, but the sudden attack caused it to stumble. Alain seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and sawed off its legs.

Running, and even walking, was impossible for the Failure.

Alain and Millie looked up and found that it was the window of their small home that was open, with a long-haired girl staying there.

Misha waved at the two, then cupped her hands into a trumpet shape, "Come back quickly for a late-night snack~"

"Okay, best friend!" Millie waved happily.

"Okay." Alain also replied, then cast an unfriendly gaze on the Failure.

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