"Did you just crash into my ride?"
White Hair stord over with anger.
Fat Brother's face was stunned, pointing incredulously at his own nose, "I hit you?"
Then Fat Brother suddenly snapped out of his daze and beca furious, "Why didn't Fat Brother crash you to death? I even chipped my front tooth, damn it!"
"You dead fatso, I want to duel with you!"
With clenched teeth, White Hair raised an iron rod, which upon closer inspection was clearly a broken handrail.
"I've got two people here on my side, which one are you referring to?"
Fat Brother arrogantly pointed at the simple-looking William.
White Hair fell silent, looking innocently at William, but still not admitting defeat, "I've also got two people here! Xiaoxi, co out."
"I think you should... wait a mont..."
A trembling voice ca from behind.
Li Xiaoxi, holding a glass shield, pointed in horror at sothing nearby.
On the giant tree not far away, a thirty-ter-long giant centipede lifted its head, its bright red forehead facing towards them.
Its pair of black eyes were like giant black crystals.
The heavy shell seed like tank armor...
A slight breeze swept through the forest.
Everyone shivered uncontrollably.
White Hair gave a grim smile and imdiately ran towards the deck side, shouting madly, "What are you spacing out for, fire the cannons!"
The mont White Hair started running, the giant centipede turned into a blur and shot towards them.
Fat Brother's legs went weak looking at the thirty-ter-long centipede.
William quickly lifted Fat Brother with one hand and threw him back into the cabin, while he grabbed a huge box and fiercely threw it forward.
The weapon box Mu Fan once used, two ters square, instantly unfolded.
The armor sprang open and the Nine-barreled Vulcan Cannon began spinning.
White Hair was closest, but the ship's deck cannon manual mode wouldn't activate in ti.
William grasped the gun handle with both hands and pressed the switch.
Whirr...
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!
Instantly, the fire burst forth like a dragon.
Countless fragnts blossod on the giant centipede's back shell.
The furious shooting instantly enraged the centipede, and this enormous millipede charged towards William.
For the first ti, the always good-natured William activated attack mode in front of his companions.
White Hair, who almost thought he was going to die a mont ago, gaped stupidly.
The centipede moved extrely fast and constantly changed direction.
But William's trendous arm strength actually allowed him to wrench the Fire God Cannon free, forcing the centipede into the air.
Countless green blood splattered into the air, sizzling corrosively upon hitting the steel surface.
The centipede's body began to break apart, yet it kept rushing forward.
Getting closer and closer to William.
This big guy, usually so affable, now showed no expression apart from his body vibrating under the cannon's recoil. He didn't step back an inch.
The giant centipede, with half its head blasted open, opened its pincers just ten ters from William, close enough to reach him instantly...
"Damn you!"
Whoosh.
A streak of white smoke flashed past, igniting a fire wave.
A rocket missile plunged into the centipede's mouth.
Boom!
The head exploded into bits, the rising fire cloud swept to the weapon box armor front, finally being stopped.
Harry gasped heavily, lowering the missile tube from his shoulder.
Thankfully, he loved explosions, especially after watching White Hair's flashy RPG attack on the Blood Teeth Team, his ship stocked up on plenty of these shoulder-fired missiles.
That one just now was a custom sample for demonstrating its power to a client, a 100% enhanced explosion sample...
Fat Brother and William exchanged a look, nodding at each other simultaneously.
That cooperation, really seamless.
"Boom boom boom!"
A dense barrage rang out again.
It was White Hair operating the ship's side cannon shooting at the centipede's rear half, seeing it flying precisely towards Fat Brother's location outside the fire cloud.
Under White Hair's super precise shooting, all the centipede's flying body parts were shredded.
"Millipedes, mutated ones, can survive even with their heads smashed... what kind of place is this?"
After finding complete safety, White Hair gasped heavily.
"Is Mu Fan giving us devil training?" Fat Brother asked in fear.
"Wait..."
White Hair paused, pulling out a portable Light Computer.
"No signal propagation outdoors, worn force field protection outfit failed, sothing's strange here."
"Which ans if the coordinates are correct, Mu Fan's team is probably facing the sa issue."
Yin Shuai cleared his throat, looking towards Fat Brother, "Prepare to risk your life next."
"If we must play, then let's play... I'm all in," Fat Brother gritted his teeth, making up his mind.
[Light-shrouded place?]
Li Xiaoxi suddenly touched his earpiece, looking puzzled at his companions.
"It seems soone is guiding us, should we go?"
"Go! Seek fortune in danger," Fat Brother faced death valiantly.
"Your cultural level has improved?" White Hair marveled.
"Buzz off!"
"Gear up, I'm driving us, Fat Brother, rember to take your Chrysanthemum Shield."
"Buzz off!"
This apparent "strong combination," incongruous with the Ancient Relic, bantered as they moved onward.
...
Whoosh, whoosh, the wind rushed past with great speed, blowing up Mu Fan's short hair.
His dynamic vision was performing astonishingly at the mont.
The once solid all-terrain vehicle was now in shambles.
Its armored body had countless dents.
Here, not only were animals oversized, but also insects beyond comprehension. The scars on the vehicle body were those insects' handiwork.
Just now, a giant mosquito nearly pierced the fuel tank!
But Mu Fan's robust physical coordination let him narrowly steer the vehicle away from attacks.
The mosquito's mouthpart, not deep enough into the armor, twisted apart.
"How much fuel is left?"
Mu Fan shouted.
"Still 64%. If no additional dangers arise, enough to drive another thirty kiloters."
"What about with the auxiliary fuel tank?"
"That's already accounted for," Black answered honestly.
Mu Fan hit the steering wheel hard.
He had a hunch; as the distance lessened, the obstacles would only increase.
Three kiloters ahead, a person in camouflaged gear was hanging from a giant tree, covered in forest mud, looking ahead through binoculars.
Mu Fan's vehicle was clear in his sights.
"A vehicle is approaching."
"Comnce the plan."
He was the reconnoitre hand for the Giant Elephant rcenary Corps; their supply vehicle was destroyed halfway by a bat.
Fourteen of their mbers died taking down that giant bat.
Giant Elephant rcenary Corps was registered with Hinchlo Business Alliance, officially an A-level rcenary Group, but secretly had another even more remarkable identity.
A covert outpost for the Outer Domain Galaxy's Firmant Army Commander.
This ti, they participated under a public guise to minimize the difficulties faced by the Firmant Corps in this exploration.
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