The Chem-Punk chainsword is a weapon highly characteristic of Zaun, forged by melting a diesel chainsaw and a hard iron sword together, and then powered by Shimmer, essentially making it capable of killing anyone or anything in its path.
Why didn't that hanging man, Butler Wes, even bother to gather such crucial intelligence beforehand? He deserved to have his weapon blueprints stolen!
Damn it!
Durin cursed inwardly; he watched as the countless sharp sawteeth, even before they began to rotate, sliced through the air with a casual swing, emitting a series of low hums!
This thing clearly had a substantial weight, probably not just from the chainsword's own mass.
It was enough to smash a human skull with a single blow!
"Don't be nervous, I just want to get back the weapon blueprints you stole, the Hextech Longbow. Where are those blueprints? Who did you sell them to?" Durin asked cautiously.
He was afraid that his overly aggressive words would irritate her sensitive nerves, and to soothe her highly vigilant emotions, Durin even used the magic power within his body to activate the Friendship spell from the necklace he wore around his neck.
"Really?"
Janet's purple eyes flickered with a struggling light, her voice filled with suspicion towards Durin's words, and she yelled, her emotions slightly agitated, "Impossible! How could those Piltoverianss only let you take the weapon blueprints so simply? They must have told you to cut off my head too! Otherwise, what is that weapon in your hand for now?!!!"
Her purple eyes widened, filled with crimson bloodshot veins, as if the Shimmer inhibitor injected into her body couldn't suppress the delirium, and she roared, "I will never believe what you people say again! I've heard enough, this is the third time!"
With that, she pressed the motor switch on the sword hilt.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
The built-in motor in the chainsword instantly activated, and a deafening roar echoed through the entire abandoned building.
The sharp and dense saw teeth rotated rapidly, pulling out a terrifying afterimage that was unsettling to the heart!
Janet felt the strong vibration transmitted from her palm and the loud roar in her ears, and she couldn't help but reveal a ferocious smile on her face.
The blood in her body was boiling, completely unable to suppress the excited tremor, and she let out a strange, high-pitched laugh: "Hoo ha ha ha ha!"
Boom! Boom!
The power unleashed by the mechanical Augment legs was not to be underestimated, leaving two footprints five centimeters deep in the ground.
Damn it!
She's really a lunatic, completely impossible to communicate with!
Even Friendship is useless, I'm done!
Durin cursed under his breath, and listening to the increasingly loud roar of the chainsword's operation, his scalp tingled.
He first rolled agilely on the ground, then, with his toes touching the ground, he executed a perfect carp flip, jumping again close to the ground, dodging very smoothly.
The heavy chainsword heavily chopped down on the spot where Durin had just been standing, and with the roar of the built-in motor, the high-speed rotating saw blade instantly left a long, deep trench in the ground.
Durin's expression was a bit grim. If that blow had landed on him just now, he would probably be a bloody mess, split in half from top to bottom.
However, Durin was still unsure if the enchanted shield would be effective against the chainsword. This clash between science and magic was his first attempt.
Hmm—the enchanted scimitar should be able to cut through the chainsword's blade, breaking it in half.
Durin dodged while pondering and judging.
"Hahahahahahaha!" Janet laughed like a madwoman: "That's it, that's it! As long as I kill him, no one will know what I've done! I'm going to kill you!"
She swung the heavy chainsword in her hand repeatedly, chopping towards Durin's neck or chest.
When the roaring chainsword in her hand scraped against the surrounding pillars, it would spark with electricity and send dust and stones flying, carving an uneven indentation into the surface of the pillar.
It must be said that with the mechanical legs as propulsion, Janet's speed was indeed very fast, and she rushed in front of Durin again with a whoosh.
Durin's expression changed. He steeled himself and abruptly raised the enchanted shield. When the high-speed rotating chainsword collided with the shield's surface, a harsh metallic scraping sound echoed throughout the abandoned building, and sparkling, dazzling metal sparks shot out from the center of the shield's surface in all directions.
The magical runes carved into the shield's surface glowed a brilliant blue. Even with the terrifying power of the chainsword, the shield remained completely intact.
If it had been the small wooden shield from before, it would likely have been cut open in one go when facing this terrifying chainsword, and then viciously chopped into Durin's body.
But even if the chainsword couldn't cut through the magic shield, Durin, behind the shield, still felt some pressure.
After all, Janet had many mechanical Augments installed, and the exchange for discarding most of her flesh was naturally brute strength. Her instantaneous explosive power was enough to punch through an ordinary person's body.
Fortunately, Durin's current physical condition was also extraordinary. He forcefully withstood the brute force from the chainsword, then gritted his teeth and lifted his right foot, kicking Janet with all his might.
Bang!
Durin felt like he had kicked steel. Although she was kicked away by him, Durin also felt that his thigh was strained by the immense recoil.
"Hahahaha..." Janet laughed, but before she could laugh much, she saw a faint red light flickering in Durin's left palm, and a complex rune could vaguely be seen within the red light.
This was a sign of casting a spell!
A wisp of flame shot out from his left palm as he raised his hand, and in less than two seconds, a rapidly spinning fireball emerged.
Facing an alchemically modified madwoman, Durin had no intention of stubbornly engaging her in close combat. He had studied spells for so long, wasn't it precisely for moments like this that they came in handy?
So Janet watched in astonishment as a scorching fire burst from Durin's palm, and a human-head-sized, orange-red fireball surged out, shooting towards Janet.
In an instant, it transformed into a five or six-meter-long, tongue-shaped scorching flame that covered most of the corridor, like a raging flood sweeping away everything in its path!
The scorching flames drew closer and closer, their volume constantly expanding. The tidal wave of fire ferociously eroded the abandoned building, even burning parts of the walls to a charred black.
At the same time, even before the flames truly approached, the extreme high temperature brought by the distorted air had already arrived.
Janet felt a searing pain in her optic nerves. The next second, her exposed human skin suddenly cracked, and her remaining red ponytail instantly caught fire.
In just a moment, she completely reined in her previous hysterical madness.
Her purple eyes now held only shock and panic, and she cried out, "Mage! You're a Mage! Piltover actually paid to hire a Mage to kill me?! Hahahaha! I'm worth so much!"
At the brink of life and death, Janet forcefully stomped on the ground.
She leaped backward, trying to use the powerful propulsion of her mechanical legs to dodge the Fire Tongue spell.
Unfortunately, the terrifying flames were like a tide, and their spreading speed was far faster than her nervous reactions!
Hiss—
She didn't even have time to feel the pain, only able to desperately struggle by instinct for survival.
Just as Janet's body was about to fall, Durin, with an indifferent gaze, suddenly burst out from the high-temperature smoke of the distorted air that had not yet completely dissipated.
He had a shield in one hand and a scimitar in the other, and a layer of shimmering Mage Armor protected his body. The crescent-shaped blade surface of the scimitar shimmered with a reddish-orange runic glow.
Durin did not intend to kill Janet; he still needed to question her to find out the whereabouts of the weapon blueprints, so he only needed to incapacitate her.
At this moment, Janet's right cheek, which had originally maintained a human face, was completely destroyed, leaving only patches of wrinkled, bloody gashes, with large and small blisters and ruptures remaining.
All of her red hair had disappeared, and one of her eyes also seemed to have been burned blind by the high temperature.
Durin's entire body of muscles suddenly swelled. The heart in his left chest was like fuel being pressurized into an internal combustion engine, beating violently.
Just like a speeding race car with pistons rapidly pumping, his kinetic energy was the burning blood within him, and his entire body's muscles were already brimming with strength.
Durin applied the explosive techniques used in blacksmithing to his leg muscles. He could feel his blood vessels expanding, and his heart, beating in his chest, seemed to let out a fierce roar.
As the saying goes, one move affects the whole body. Durin followed closely behind the terrifying hot wave of flames, charging forward!
Durin was well aware of how dangerous it was to rush at a Chem-Baron. If his luck was bad, he would lose his hard-earned enchanted weapon.
If his luck was even worse, his head would be crushed by the opponent's mechanical hand.
So he had to be fast, because the faster he was, the less likely he was to get injured... Of course, he couldn't maintain his top speed constantly, as a constant speed would be easily predicted.
The immense speed pressed him onto a plane almost perpendicular to the ground.
Perhaps it was between life and death that Durin once again recalled his previous life-and-death experiences. These all gave Durin a profound warning: in battle, one must cast aside all distractions and follow the judgments made by one's body's instincts.
Here he comes!
When rivals meet, the brave one wins!
Facing this accelerating enemy, Janet's half-burned face twisted into a sneer. She raised her chem-punk chainsaw sword, like a flag, and let out a piercing shriek: "Hahahahahaha... Come on! I'm not afraid of you at all! Hahahahaha... Sister, as long as we kill this person, we'll have enough money to leave Zaun! Hahahahaha!"
The remaining chainsaw sword slashed towards Durin, its roaring saw blades operating like Death cheering.
"Fool."
This thought flashed through Durin's mind. His shield quickly blocked the chainsaw sword's slash, followed by three consecutive power-infused strikes, cutting into Janet's various Augments.
[One-Handed Weapon +3, Current Proficiency: 113/125]
[Running +2, Current Proficiency: 90/100]
First, three screws shot out, and her left mechanical arm fell to the ground; second, another three screws, and her right mechanical arm flew into the air; third, the steam boiler behind her was directly blown apart!
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