I Just Wanted to Be a Galactic Hunter—Why Am I on the Wanted List? Chapter 130: Countermeasures

And responding to that unrestrained voice was Loren's coughing sound as he lay in the ashes.

"Cough... cough... Is that so?"

The head of the azure cha tilted in confusion. "Huh? You still have the strength to speak? The defensive power of those big wings of yours is pretty good, huh?"

Imdiately, the cha's massive figure vanished again in a bizarre manner, silently appearing above Loren, its chanical giant leg stomping down viciously towards Loren's location!!

Loren, lying in the fiery ruins, was now covered in black ashes. The white flower on his chest had also beco interwoven with black and white.

Seeing the azure cha's massive foot descending upon him, the black wings behind Loren flapped once more, stirring up a grand conflagration that spiraled upward with the air.

And under the cover of these flas, Loren flashed, moving his body, just barely grazing past that rcilessly stomping chanical giant foot.

With the fall of the chanical giant foot, the interior of the vast manor seed to have experienced an earthquake. Huge fissures appeared all across the ground surrounding the manor.

The entire manor seed to have jumped up. Nothing within remained intact, all shattered under the power of this single stomp.

Loren's figure reappeared in the night sky above the manor. Only this ti, there was no more mockery or ease on his face. It was replaced by a grave expression and a flicker of excitent in his eyes that was hard to detect.

"If I had taken that stomp head-on... I really would have died..."

Excellent. This is exactly the kind of battle I wanted!!!

Loren stared intently at the cha's every movent, ready to dodge its next attack at any mont.

Simultaneously, Loren was also waiting for the massive amount of Misfortune he had imposed on the cha to take effect.

Loren hadn't forgotten the imnse amount of Misfortune he had inflicted on his opponent before the fight began. He was waiting, waiting for Misfortune to favor the other party...

However, Raven's next statent made Loren feel the situation was getting sowhat out of control.

"Master, that cha has a problem. I quietly activated my first ability and sixth ability several tis just now, but the other party didn't seem to be affected at all."

"That cha's outer shell seems to have an invisible isolation mbrane. Misfortune and psychic energy landing on it are like they're being teleported away by sothing unknown, instantly exceeding the range of our ability's control!!"

Raven reminded Loren in his mind. The massive amount of Misfortune it had imposed on that cha seed to have beco ineffective.

Hearing Raven's reminder, a trace of doubt and surprise appeared in Loren's eyes.

Imdiately, Loren manipulated the wings behind him to flap once more, putting more distance between himself and the cha on the ground.

When facing an enemy with unknown abilities, maintaining a high degree of vigilance is always the right move.

"Is the problem with that cha's outer shell?" Loren murmured to himself.

Loren's face didn't show too much panic. Instead, he frantically pondered counterasures in his heart, trying to analyze the other party's peculiarities.

As a Superhuman who had always relied on his Psychic Ability to fight, Loren had long ago ntally prepared for the day his ability might be countered.

He wasn't surprised he would encounter this situation. Loren just hadn't expected this day to co so quickly.

At this mont, the cha on the ground that had stomped everything within the manor to pieces also turned around leisurely, looking up at Loren high in the night sky who was highly alert.

"Hey, youngster, you seem to be in a bit of a predicant, huh?" A greeting laced with mockery ca from within the cha.

"What's wrong? Found out your ability is useless, so you don't know how to fight anymore?"

"Young people these days are so reliant on their abilities... You can't space out on the battlefield..."

The cha's figure vanished again, instantly appearing behind Loren, extending its chanical palm to slap at him.

Extre speed once again sealed off any possibility for Loren to dodge.

Loren's mind could react to this supersonic attack, but his body could not.

The only thing Loren could do was use the black wings behind him to absorb most of the force.

BOOM!!!

Loren's figure was once again slamd heavily into the ground inside the manor.

The imnse force caused Loren's body to smash a large crater into the ground.

After landing, wrapped in the black wings, Loren rolled over and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his entire body wracked with intense pain.

He felt his internal organs had suffered so impact...

After coughing up that mouthful of blood, Loren imdiately manipulated the black wings, quickly flashing to another location.

He knew the cha's next fatal attack was coming...

Just as Loren anticipated, after Loren was slamd into the ground, that azure cha imdiately followed up with a ruthless, heavy stomp.

After the ground within the manor endured this stomping attack once more, its appearance changed drastically.

Good news: Loren didn't need to bother with ticulously destroying evidence and disposing of bodies anymore.

Of course, the bad news was that Loren was also within the scope of the other party's body-destroying efforts.

When that stomping attack made contact with the ground, all the manor's buildings, decorations, and even the corpses on the ground were completely reduced to fine particles.

"So, attacks launched with the chanical hand are faster, impossible to react to. Attacks launched with the chanical foot, while more lethal, are sowhat slower."

Loren, panting heavily high in the night sky, summarized the pattern of the opponent's attacks. It was precisely this pattern that allowed Loren to predict the attack.

"Not bad, youngster. It seems you aren't overly reliant on that strange ability of yours either."

Seeing that Loren could now predict his heavy stomps, that unrestrained voice from within the cha offered a word of praise.

Then, the cha launched its attack again.

"However, youngster, how many of my chanical hand attacks can you withstand?" That unrestrained voice sounded eerily from behind Loren.

Hearing this, Loren's hair stood on end. The wings behind him flapped, instantly putting distance between himself and that spot.

After Loren escaped the opponent's attack range, he glanced back.

That cha actually raised a hand and waved at Loren.

"Don't be afraid, youngster. That was just saying hello just now. Don't be so tense."

"Oh, right! The attack is coming!!" The cha's figure vanished again!!!

Sensing the imminent danger, Loren instantly wrapped himself in the black wings.

BOOM!!!

Loren was punched into the ground by the cha. A large crater appeared prominently on the ground within the manor.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, lying powerless in the large crater.

"Raven!! Control the wings. I need... to rest for a bit..."

"Yes!!!"

Raven's roar echoed in his mind. It felt its master was about to use that resurrection opportunity.

Loren's figure vanished from the large crater on the ground once more, his speed a fraction faster. Raven had taken over control of the wings behind him.

"Oh? Youngster, your speed can still increase by about three percent. Did the threat of death stimulate your potential..."

"Pity. Such speed makes no difference to . You're still too slow."

After handing over the responsibility of combat evasion to Raven, Loren began pondering why his ability had failed.

He had to find a counterasure.