225: Chapter 213: Hurry and Press the Self-Destruct Button!
(3/4) 225: Chapter 213: Hurry and Press the Self-Destruct Button!
(3/4) “Again!”
Even though the armor suit’s arm had been damaged due to the impact, and the other three people inside the cockpit were shaken up by the high-speed impact, Ian, having the foundation of a Sand Armor Apprentice, felt nothing.
Is this the level of impact?
His body wouldn’t even be afraid of it, not to ntion the layer of armor suit outside?
It was only now that he suddenly realized—the true significance of being a Sand Armor Apprentice, or rather, an Unmovable Fortress Practitioner, might be to serve as a pilot for both armor suits and Aether Armant in the specialized world of Terra Continent.
What acceleration force, what body impact, what accidental trembling, and dizziness, these problems simply did not exist for the Unmovable Fortress.
In contrast, a complete Aether Armant or even an Apocalypse Armant could perfectly complent the maneuverability and offensive capabilities that the Unmovable Fortress Practitioner lacked!
Just like now…
“Hmm…”
At this mont, the Crocodragon had recovered and was locking all six of its pupils on the battered armor suit, its gaze filled with wariness.
The Great Shaman guessed that his target had seized the pirates’ armor suit, but had never imagined that the other party would have such audacity, daring to engage in a head-on confrontation with himself even while piloting unfamiliar armor—indeed, he had been caught off guard and had suffered greatly, but the opponent was even more severely damaged.
Without arms and without weapons, this Sea Battle Armor Suit, which did not carry deep-sea torpedoes or other warti armants, was no longer a threat to him.
“A dying struggle?”
Thinking this, the Great Shaman nevertheless discovered that the armor suit, now lacking both arms, was once again charging at him.
—Ridiculous.
Even though he did not take it seriously, the Great Shaman decided to cautiously manipulate the power of the earth to respond.
The Crocodragon’s entire body lit up with complicated patterns of light, its invisible power spreading out, penetrating the seabed, causing thick stone pillars and spikes to suddenly rise from the sea floor’s crust.
The dust hovering around the seabed also began to condense into urchin-like black spheres.
If the armor suit continued to recklessly accelerate and charge as before, colliding with these stone balls and spikes, the creations imbued with the Earth Elent would explode, just like mines, completely blasting the armor suit to pieces.
If the one controlling this armor suit were the original Elf Pirates, perhaps things would have gone as the Great Shaman wished.
But this ti, the one controlling the armor suit was Ian.
Whoosh, whoosh—the grappling hooks suddenly shot out from the sides of the Sea Battle Armor Suit.
These were originally intended to latch onto the undersides of ships for special tasks or to restrain enemy armor suits, their power not significant, simply providing a firm grip and assisting in the maneuvering of the armor suit.
However, under Ian’s control, these hooks firmly gripped the abruptly standing stone spikes blocking in front of the armor suit.
Then, he used them to change direction!
With the support provided by the grappling hooks, the propulsion nozzles on the right side of the armor suit stopped, while those on the left side quickly increased thrust, and the pale blue tal giant seed to transform into a huge sling stone, using the hooks and stone pillars as pivot points for rotation and directional change!
Boom!
Just as the armor suit was turning, the stone spike intended to block it was even pulled up from the seabed crust by the trendous centrifugal force, then smashed heavily to the ground, rolling and triggering a series of mine-like explosions amongst the stone spikes.
By rapidly turning around with the hooks, in just an instant, the armor suit almost without loss of speed, drifted to the side of the Crocodragon, avoiding the dense stone spikes and mines in front!
“They have this kind of hook maneuver!?”
The Great Shaman, a country native, had never seen such high-end Armor maneuvers.
He had intended to lock on to Ian’s target, but found that the Crocodragon’s head simply didn’t support turning more than ninety degrees.
Of course, nothing was that simple.
As the Crocodragon turned around, a bright yellow light shone from its six red eyes, and imdiately, the seabed was covered in earth spikes, which rose once more.
So even took to the air like missiles, tracking the Armor’s movents.
If such an attack were on land, it would be equivalent to a military-level assault within a small area, capable of destroying a fully ard force.
But Ian repeated his previous maneuver, swirling in a vortex-like trajectory to find the most undefendable angle, charging towards the Crocodragon!
The Crocodragon tried to turn to keep up, but its head and body turning speed couldn’t match Ian’s agile movents.
In an instant, the dense barrier that would have halted the ordinary person was completely overco by the young man piloting the Armor.
“This is the angle!”
At this mont, inside the cockpit, the Elf Pirate was nearly knocked unconscious by the rapid changes in direction and arcing maneuvers that Ian’s piloting of the Armor had caused—he might have been at the First Energy Level, but he had already been half beaten to death by the aftermath of Master Gossay’s plasma ball, not to ntion being blood sanctioned by Yisen Gard and was now truly weak.
Master Gossay and Yisen Gard also had extrely troubled expressions…
They had ridden in Armor or Aether Armants before, but never in combat mode.
They believed that even in combat, their Sublimator body conditioning could fully withstand it.
But Ian’s ultra-high-speed changes in direction and acceleration…
The unnatural up-and-down and vortex maneuvers…
truly felt like it would shake their brains out!
Compared with these frail, amateur pilots, Ian’s condition was excellent at this mont.
He realized that if he wanted, he could control all the organs in his body and even stabilize his brain right in place…
The inheritance of The Unyielding Fortress might indeed not include flying, but it could resist all kinds of dizziness caused by abrupt spatial maneuvers!
If he decided not to be moved, he wouldn’t budge!
Boom, boom, boom!
The mines and spikes set by the Crocodragon exploded one by one in the wake of the speeding Armor, spreading a cloud of dust through the sky.
At this mont, the Armor had already reached a very close distance from the Crocodragon.
—I really want to see what you could do with a half-broken Armor!
At this mont, the Great Shaman was also struggling to contain his anger at being toyed with…
He knew he had to stay calm, but the will erosion brought by the Crocodragon had changed him from the stone-cold elder he was six years ago.
His mindset had inevitably beco younger…
and more restless.
Therefore, faced with the rapidly approaching Armor, the Crocodragon raised its front claw, a light golden glow converging.
The countless sand and mud rocks all around gathered above it, forming a gigantic stone claw—clearly, it intended to use brute force, the simplest and most direct power, to completely smash this tiny Armor!
But what it hadn’t expected was that Ian never intended to achieve anything with this Armor.
He rely used this ‘tool,’ partly in ruins, to carry himself part of the way.
Crack, crack!
In the instant the Armor charged head-on toward the Crocodragon’s stone claw, Ian pressed the ‘eject button.’
Imdiately, Master Gossay, Yisen Gard, and the Elf Pirate were all ejected—though the deep-sea environnt was chaotic, it wasn’t enough to impact the three Sublimators…
especially since Yisen Gard and the others were equipped with water-breathing potions.
And after Ian ejected the others, he pushed the Alchemy Furnace Core’s overload to the maximum!
—How could anyone operating the Armor not know the ultimate fate of such large machinery?
Though he was reluctant to part with his first Armor, the young man was well aware that this was the only way he could severely damage the Crocodragon, even to kill the Great Shaman!
“Alchemy Furnace, overload to four hundred percent!”
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