Chapter 822: Chapter 595: Nothing Matters at All (Third Update)
(The third update was delayed, several chapters were cut, and finally a bit satisfied.)
After speaking, Lindek, who was struggling to sit up, looked at Falcon with eyes as if staring at a dead man.
“No need to act so pitiful, at most you’ll spit so blood. If I had put in the effort, you’d already be dead from a single kick.” Falcon casually waved his hand, then turned to Mu Fan with a shrug, “Kid, it seems the trial isn’t over yet, but I believe you should have a deeper understanding of this damn world by now.”
Mu Fan looked at Falcon with an awkward expression, “I have indeed realized, but those chas…”
He pointed his finger at the eight heavy chas beside him—Titan Arm.
The implication being, is running the only option in this situation?
The giant cha, entirely painted in desert colors, began to spin its black Fire God Cannon with a loud buzz.
The imnse pressure imdiately followed.
Lindek was right, in the face of terrifying war machines, personal force is nothing more than a joke.
“Oh, chas, sixth generation Titan Arm, so scary.”
After Falcon said this, he yawned directly, looking languid as he spoke.
This made the smile on Lindek’s face freeze.
Why did seeing eight chas still give him such confidence?
Why didn’t he see the imagined look of fear?
At this mont, the hot-tempered Dragon Aunt spoke directly, frowning as she looked over: “Alright, Falcon, your poor acting is too much for to watch.”
“I’ve known for a long ti the process wouldn’t be easy. You guys who have been fighting wars for years are almost forgetting your own nas.” Ignoring the cha advancing towards them, Falcon smiled as he looked at Mu Fan and said:
“Kid, doesn’t it look like we’re missing soone? Really feel sorry for him… Tank! ShowTi!”
With a loud boom!
The roof of the heavy truck’s rear compartnt was directly launched into the sky.
The eight approaching Titan Arms halted, not because they heard Falcon’s words, nor because they saw the roof that had just been blown away.
But because of the rapidly flashing red dots on the radar screen and that ear-piercing alarm sound.
[Warning, strong unknown energy reaction detected.]
[Warning, unknown energy reaction level increasing, 70,000 energy level, 90,000 energy level, 100,000 energy level… recognition failed.]
The chanical masters listened in shock to the prompts in their ears, then saw the rear compartnt of the 24×24 chassis heavy wheeled off-road truck explode into fragnts.
A giant heavy cha, entirely red, slowly rose.
tallic components continuously reconstructed and reassembled around it, forming the massive body outline.
The hands were covered with heavy, large umbrella-like gauntlets, the massive shoulders towering high.
Once the entire cha was fully assembled, it stood nearly thirty ters tall!
One leg was thick enough to compare with the waist of the opposite cha.
The three center-symtrical engines on its back roared to life, spewing forth a surge of heat waves.
Thud!
When that cha took a step down from the heavy truck chassis, Mu Fan even felt the ground tremble slightly.
Just now I hadn’t had a chance to notice this truck, but now it seems…
What kind of monstrous cha did this truck carry!
This cha’s size was comparable to the Thunderhawk, yet its width far exceeded it!
Thick steel armor, robust limbs, an enormous fra.
This was a complete super heavy cha!
Clang, clang, with the sound of tal parts vibrating, this “super heavy” cha’s shoulders extended four missile dense arrays in an X-shape.
This scene made Mu Fan vaguely recall the ti when he participated in the cha martial arts competition back on the Land of Bright Star, encountering that Earth Battle Fortress.
Only this cha was even bigger and more massive.
“Rest assured, with Tank’s Steel King here, it can withstand an attack from the Star Annihilation Cannon. It’s one of the three Super Series chas of the Flying Dragon.” Seldom speaking, Yi opened up.
Mu Fan had already passed the third assessnt, and was considered one of their own.
Three S-class chas, withstand a Star Annihilation Cannon attack?
Mu Fan looked up in awe at this cha; it was probably the strongest defensive cha he’d ever seen.
The Thunderhawk was surely one of them, and now this one called Steel King, then who was the other?
But as Yi finished speaking, he once again closed his mouth, looking forward.
When the S-class cha Steel King moved to the side, the eight Titan Arms with their Fire God Cannon muzzles facing them seed… as weak as eight isolated arms.
And this Steel King was truly the Titan Giant.
Simultaneously gulping down saliva, these chanical masters fell into a grim silence, their communication channels eerily still.
Finally, a strained whisper broke the silence.
“At this level… we can’t handle it.”
“Far exceeds our cha’s level, ninth generation or tenth?”
“Could it be S-class?”
“I think it’s very likely.”
“Which Ace chanical Master has arrived here…”
In short, they all expressed the sa sentint—completely devoid of any will to fight.
They were keen observers; this was a strategic-level cha capable of changing the course of warfare on a planet, how could it appear here?
“Open fire! Open fire!”
Lindek, leaning against a rock, had all his vision filled with that terrifying heavy cha, but he did not want to admit defeat so easily.
The soldiers under him were looking at him expectantly, he was the acting commander of the 149th Division, now being kicked and spitting blood, if he didn’t save face, how would he stand firm in the military in the future?
However, no matter how many tis he shouted, not a single cha responded.
The eight chas stood motionless in alignnt, as obedient as new recruits before their instructor.
Falcon stepped forward, leaned down, and lightly patted Lindek on the face.
“I say, Lieutenant Colonel, wake up, have you never piloted a cha? Look, your chanical masters understand this better than you. Do you see those four missile dense arrays?”
“Each one is fitted with a nuclear warhead. When this cha fires a full salvo, I guarantee this war zone can be wiped clean off the map, annihilating your division is as easy as squashing an ant. Could you please wake up? We’re not after the minerals here, don’t worry about whether we have any concerns.”
Perplexed, Lindek only felt his face being slapped, snapping him back to focus.
“Who exactly are you…”
Looking at the lieutenant colonel with pity, Falcon shook his head, “You’re really unqualified.”
Again with that phrase, Lindek only felt a pain in his chest and blacked out.
“He’s with us, just here to carry out a mission for the Military Departnt, has nothing to do with your nonsense. I don’t care what you’re thinking, or how you plan to report to your superiors, I can only tell you…”
Falcon pouted, spreading his hands.
“It’s all useless any way you look at it.”
After saying this, Falcon no longer paid attention to the soldiers who were completely intimidated, nor to the lieutenant colonel whose world view had been twisted, now shattered.
He looked at the youthful and spirited Mu Fan, flashed a white smile, and rested a hand on his shoulder.
“Your task completed beyond expectations, so the trial is officially over… Welco to the team!”
Mu Fan, who had been silently observing the situation, was stunned. Had he officially passed the assessnt and beca the successor to Thunderhawk?
“Ti to go, Tank. Since we’re here, leave a souvenir for the Imperial Army, hmm… a conventional weapon will do.”
Looking up at the massive Steel King, Falcon ordered.
The enormous heavy cha nodded, straightened its chest, and stood slightly leaning back.
The X-shaped missile dense arrays aid at an angle towards the sky.
Then, in the thoroughly stupefied eyes of the entire 149th Division, countless fiery missiles cut through the skies like a giant parabola in the skies of the Fire Hills war zone.
…
On the 30th day of Mu Fan’s arrival in Epsilon, mbers of the Flying Dragon arrived, and the Super Series cha Steel King appeared.
In the 33rd War Zone of the Empire’s Frontier Army…
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