In just a mont, it was almost out of sight.
So fast!
Within the radar lock, the target rapidly enlarged, revealing a strange shape and an unprecedented outline.
What is that?
As if sensing her probing, the blood-tinged armor turned slightly, its four eyes shooting out a cold light. But quickly, it lost interest and turned its gaze back.
Continuing forward, accelerating—
"Command, visual confirmation of an unidentified flying object, suspected armor weapon from the Empire side, should we intercept and shoot it down?"
"No, cancel the alarm and targeting." A response ca over the channel: "The air traffic control at the base just granted approval, the serial number identification has been updated, it's an ally."
"Haven't seen this type before."
The Knight beca curious, "Could it be a prototype of the fifth generation from so company test flying?"
"Can't find any body information here, only a Sea Tide Military Industry registration code, ah, wait, just updated... Damn it!"
A curse that would cost money ca over the control center's channel, without even caring about the recent mistake, in utter disbelief: "The database just told , this thing is classified as a heavy industrial exoskeleton..."
"Exo-what?!"
The Knight was stunned, almost amused, "You're telling , that thing covered in threat markings, at least three tis my mass, can instantly accelerate and maneuver with turns even more exaggerated than [Chong Ming], is an exoskeleton?
Then what am I? A power wheelchair!"
"Anyway, that's what it says, believe it or not."
The voice in the channel was helpless: "Also, move aside and increase your altitude, you're about to hit the strike orbit..."
"Where's the incoming strike and orbit? I haven't received any news here." The Qiong Qi model suddenly soared hundreds of ters, still curiously looking in the direction where the blood-tinged armor disappeared.
Only when he noticed a streak of iron light rising from the direction of the port, blazing with Fla Light and shooting past below, did he react, suddenly realizing:
"Wait, wasn't there an agreent with the Empire side banning the use of guided weapons within Tower City?!"
Sounds of argunts and cursing drifted faintly from the communication channel, and the previous voice beca weary, as if despairing.
"Who told you these are guided weapons..."
"Then what are they?"
"Hmm, let see... haha."
In extre speechlessness, the person in the channel was entertained by the ssage on the screen, "Damn it, I'm saying these are artificial rain ammunition, and you believe it?"
Boom!!!
Along with streaks of iron light traversing the sky, pale trajectories stretching across the entire Tower City like scars slowly appeared and dispersed.
When who knows how many people looked up in confusion at the sky, they heard a thunderous boom.
Then imdiately afterwards, in the suburban area outside the city, Mudahka's long-managed stronghold—Acacia Manor, without warning, a torrential storm descended!
Accompanied by successive bursts of artificial rain ammunition in the air, pitch-black colors rapidly spread across the sky, quickly expanding, thoroughly engulfing the vast and luxurious estate.
Silver rain poured from the sky.
Within the living cloud, lightning continuously burst forth, voluminous rcury surged up and down within the cloud, as if countless hands reaching toward the earth.
Covering everything, enveloping all.
Sharp silver threads sliced through the air like blades, disregarding the panicked fleeing servants and clueless helpers in the estate, rushing straight for the target.
Under the curtain of rain, everything beca blurred.
The ard guards standing in front of the warehouse, urging workers to imdiately load items onto trucks, just felt a chill on their skin, instinctively looked up to see the large truck that had just been loaded with goods disintegrating before them, collapsing and crumbling.
Not even the ti to react, they noticed their hands suddenly becoming lighter.
The weapon severed in half along with the arms detached from the wrists fell to the ground.
Imdiately after, everything was spinning.
One guard after another fell apart under the piercing rain, like statues made of sand, dissolving in the fierce wind and downpour.
Only the thick blood on the ground silently andered.
Unseen death swept over the heads of one target after another, casually throwing everything into the abyss like Death walking leisurely.
Amid the silence of death, only the terrified screams of the servants and staff filled the air, instinctively scattering in all directions.
"Enemy attack!"
In the manor's underground warehouse, the Chosen Ones transporting materials and preparing to retreat sensed sothing wrong, scread out, but as they turned back, they heard the sound of Tide Sound from the direction of the garage exit.
Silver light surged.
In the blink of an eye, an imnse amount of rcury poured in like a waterfall, spreading, sweeping everything alive.
In a flash, two of the Ruins Chosen One's subordinates before him were dragged into the living rcury by branches of limbs, disappearing without a trace.
The terrifying sounds of shattering continuously echoed, soon the wails abruptly stopped, leaving only a faint trace of crimson in the silver light.
Then, before even having ti to run far, Ruins Chosen's vision went black, being completely engulfed.
All he could hear was the mighty roar, the muffled echoes, even the hallucination-like screams and wails.
"Help, help ... is anyone there!"
He struggled with all his might, gritting his teeth, resisting, and after who knows how long, once barely shaking off the rcury clinging to him, dared not even look back, fleeing desperately in a panic-stricken, disgraceful sprint.
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