Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 332 99: Alice's Pocket Watch

The heavy black mechas pressed over the roadway, like giant tanks, shaking the earth; and as the combatants gradually entered wartime status, the sound of artillery fire became more and more frequent.

From a distance on top of a building, square beehive rockets were launched continuously, then they arced through the air on various twisting paths, aiming for those heavy mechas on the street below.

Faced with such an assault, these black steel mechas sank lower, reducing their exposure to the incoming fire, and then allowed those rocket shells to pound on their surfaces, igniting various flashes of light.

Waiting for the flames and smoke to dissipate, aside from some scrapes on the surface from the bombardment, those heavy black mechas seemed unaltered, demonstrating a surprising level of protective ability.

"Ordinary rocket shells can't breach the Black Hammer's mechas; their bodies are made from the most advanced black patterned steel within the enemy group, Branding several layers of secret technique filigree during casting, giving them certain Transcendent properties, exceptionally sturdy," the commander of 'Fen Tie Energy' observed from afar before instructing the few people beside him.

"Bring out the iron incendiary rounds from Warehouse No. 3 underground; those munitions can deal with the mechas of 'Black Hammer Heavy Industries.'

"Yes, Commander," a line of people began to coordinate, and the frontline temporarily contracted.

As night fell, although the sky was pitch black, burning fires and searchlights across the city made it almost as bright as day; the war continued, with personnel from both sides blocking every intersection, and makeshift fortifications set up at street corners to block possible enemy approaches.

At this time, on the top of a high-rise in the city's west, Tilan and her companions were overlooking this burning city.

"According to the agreement we had earlier, I will get you out, but I can't do this for free, you need to pay me enough in advance," Red Hat explained to them.

"No problem," Kinsenke waved his hand; it wasn't the time to be stingy with money.

"Follow me," after receiving the money Red Hat picked up a personal terminal to communicate with a subordinate and confirm the situation, then led the group on the move.

They first used the rooftops of high-rises for their movement, then entered the pitch-black alleys at ground level, even though they encountered numerous patrols along the way, they managed to avoid them thanks to Red Hat knowing their patterns in advance.

In this manner, the group carefully navigated, gradually leaving the city center, reaching the outskirts where it was deserted and quiet, with neither side setting up checkpoints there.

"We'll stop here," standing at an intersection, Red Hat halted.

The road in the distance stretched out to the wilderness outside the city; under the faint moonlight, it was quiet and desolate with no lights anywhere, only the endless Gobi and ruins.

"Although we have left the chaotic city, the outlook doesn't seem much better," Kinsenke patted the dust off his body, then sat down on a stone step to rest.

"It definitely wouldn't be good to enter the wilderness blindly, but this is a fine place to rest, we could stay here for a few days," Xie Lian analyzed.

"This is the city outskirts; if the two sides come chasing, we can leave at any time, or we can hide in this vast expanse of urban ruins, and if the situation in the city stabilizes, or other opportunities arise, we could also reenter the city to look for chances."

"That way, we would be in control of whether to advance or retreat, instead of passively waiting for outcomes inside."

"It's getting late today; let's find a house to rest in first," Phyllis suggested.

In the ruins of the city's outskirts, there were many dilapidated buildings, and some were relatively intact. It wasn't difficult to find a temporary residence, just that without proper bedding, the sleep wouldn't be very comfortable.

The group began to search for a suitable place and quickly picked an old-style mansion; its retro decor included an abandoned fireplace, perfect for use.

Everyone started to settle in, then took out dry rations and food they carried, preparing to warm them up for a meal.

"Tilan, aren't you eating?" Deloris noticed the black-haired girl standing by the window, gazing at the sky lit by distant fires, seemingly lost in thought.

"I'll eat a bit, but I need to go out later to check out the situation in the city," the young girl informed her companions in advance.

"Alone? Won't that be very dangerous?" Deloris was not familiar with the girl's abilities, unlike Yalian and others who had firsthand experience.

"No worries, it's easier for me to move alone," Tilan shook her head, reassuring her worried friend.

Yalian approached, offering the girl a piece of chocolate, then told Deloris, "Don't worry, our President is very strong, heh heh."

Deloris frowned slightly, "This isn't school; if there's an accident..."

She was dissatisfied with Yalian's casual attitude. While Tilan might have performed well academically at school, she seemed so delicate. If she encountered an enemy ambush, even with good talent, it would be difficult to handle before fully growing into it.

"Kinsenke," Deloris turned to another influential member of the group, her cousin whom she didn't usually like, but they did have some family relation, so she still spoke to him at the moment.

"Me?" Kinsenke touched his hair, somewhat puzzled, and then came over.

After hearing Deloris's concerns, he stroked his chin, "True, it might be risky to let the President go alone, how about sending two more people along to ensure safety?"