Zaun, Oil Tank Factory.
An uninvited guest arrived outside the factory wall, where the paint was peeling and mottled. Duke leisurely stopped his motorcycle, sat on Arrogance, and waited for the two girls behind him to catch up.
That's right, Duke rode his motorcycle from Fugen Tavern himself. As for Vi and Caitlyn, he let them exercise a bit and also bond with each other!
Clap!
The sound of shoe soles hitting the ground was very crisp. Vi, wearing two Heavy Gauntlets, landed steadily on the ground, with wisps of White smoke rising from her gauntlets. It was obvious that she hadn't come by the usual route.
Instead, she had run all the way across the rooftops of Zaun, boosted by the gauntlets.
With these gauntlets, Vi could easily do anything. After all, these gauntlets, even as prototypes, possessed unparalleled power.
In the night, Caitlyn walked over, swaying slightly, holding the modified rifle Duke had given her. Caitlyn, who had just arrived, said breathlessly, "Why did you ride over, Duke, while the two of us ran?"
"Shouldn't it be ladies first?"
"Women who always think that way can't survive in Zaun!"
Vi glanced at Caitlyn, full of disdain. She had just warmed up and was still Hyper, eager to wipe out all the Plague Rats that had gathered and dared to attack pedestrians.
"You should also exercise your stamina, Caitlyn!"
Duke took out a malt candy, put it in his mouth, and pointed at the Oil Tank Factory in front of them, saying, "Where are those rats?"
"It's said they've occupied the factory's oil tank processors, and the workshop has also been taken over by these Plague Rats!"
"Is that so!"
Duke used Edith to scan the entire factory's structure. In the blink of an eye, a 3D stereoscopic map of Oil Tank Factory 273 appeared before his eyes. In the workshop, there were dense outlines of Plague Rats, and in the central factory building, there were various disgusting, scalp-numbing things piled together.
On the very top, squatted a huge rat the size of a hound.
"Is this place still operating now?"
"The boss ran away a long time ago. Besides those Plague Rats, who else would come to this factory?"
"In that case, then you two need to work hard!"
"Wait a minute, you mean you're not participating?"
"I won't be participating. This should be your stage, after all. If I were to make a move, it would really be too much bullying for these rats. Besides, this is hunting, not Carnage!"
"So, you two work a little harder!"
"Tsk!"
Caitlyn clicked her tongue, but Vi, with her gauntlets clashing together, said eagerly, "Perfect, I wanted to do this anyway!"
"It's you, on the other hand, aren't you scared?"
"Me?" Caitlyn pulled the bolt, "Scared?"
"As the three-time champion of the Piltover Rifle Shooting Competition, don't underestimate me!"
"Heh!"
Vi let out an unidentifiable scoff. Duke patted the top of Arrogance's fuel tank—though he called it a fuel tank, it was actually his back.
"I'll be your escort, so don't worry. Just charge ahead, and I'll handle any emergencies!"
"No need!" Caitlyn's temper flared. Holding the gun grip with her right hand and supporting the barrel with her left, she glanced at Vi, "I'll handle everything!"
"That's wonderful! Go, girls!"
Boom!
The Oil Tank Factory's gate was directly shattered by Vi's punch—truly pulverized. The iron gate was like a broken biscuit, both doors splintered into fragments by immense force.
The fragments flew backward, many embedding themselves into the wall directly opposite the gate.
Such a huge commotion caused the Plague Rats inside the factory to become agitated. Duke could already see the giant Rat King in the central workshop standing upright, opening his mouth, and letting out a silent roar.
All the Plague Rats seemed to have received some summons, and the outermost group charged out directly.
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