The sudden acceleration of the three flying crafts turned them into streaks of light, pursuing Kane and his team at an incredibly fast speed.
At this mont, their speed had far exceeded that of Kane and the others.
...
"Master, three more enemy flying crafts are pursuing us from behind. Their speed is incredibly fast, 1.5 tis ours, and they're about to catch up."
An idle voice sounded again in the cabin.
Sitting at the front, Kane opened his eyes.
Having just co in to rest for a bit, Kebo stood up, ready to go out and attack again.
"You all take a break, let handle this one."
Saying this, Kane stood up.
Then the entire craft instantly turned into a transparent color.
The guild mbers sitting in the seats were startled by the sudden change, almost thinking they were about to fall.
Then they realized they were still inside the craft, though it resembled so kind of invisible structure.
Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.
Once they recovered, they couldn't help but observe the craft from another angle.
Kreya and the others knew Kane possessed skills to turn his source skills into transparency, though he hadn't used them in a long ti.
Watching this scene brought a feeling of nostalgia.
A transparent flying craft.
You could see the energy circuitry running along the top and bottom, like strands, converging at the rear magical nozzle where it gathered and then erupted.
Since the entire craft beca transparent, the flow and conversion of energy beca very visible.
To explorers like them, this kind of scene was sowhat novel.
Kane just watched the rear of the craft like this.
With his opened Eagle Eyes, he could already see three black dots in the distance, quickly approaching them.
In the blink of an eye, the three crafts had almost revealed their shapes
Monts later, they completely closed in on Kane and his team's craft.
Forming an inverted triangle at the rear, they surrounded Kane and his team.
Weapons from under the triangular crafts were launched, firing a dense barrage of energy bullets against Kane's craft's magic barrier.
Continuous attacks from three directions caused ripples to spread across the magic shield.
"You got this close, huh? Then I won't hold back." Kane sneered at their overly close proximity, intended for full-hit attacks.
Thinking they couldn't be easily attacked due to their closeness?
Really digging their own grave, it seems this will end quickly.
He stretched out a hand, opened the palm, and magical power surged into the air.
Soon, around the enemy crafts, streaks of light appeared; within one or two seconds, three gigantic chanical palms ford in the air.
In an incredibly short ti, they built from tiny chanical cores to such huge sizes.
Palms even larger than the enemy's triangular crafts.
Although the enemy crafts were incredibly fast, they lacked the agility of Kane's origin skill-ford chanical palms.
Just like catching small birds, they grabbed both shield and machine body in their palms.
They were captured mid-air!
No matter how battle-hardened, pilots had never seen such a scene.
Except for number 2, the other two panicked.
But their attacks were ineffective.
Like birds caught in a cage.
Number 2 knew escape was impossible and swiftly began gathering the intelligence now known.
Waiting for the final mont to release the information.
Then Kane smiled broadly and clenched his palm tightly.
In the cabin, Kane and others could sense more magical power bursting from Kane.
Soon, the grating creaking sounds, penetrated the craft's exterior, entering the cabin and reaching their ears, causing them to frown.
So, unable to bear the sound, even shuddered inexplicably.
The three bodies were crushed directly, turning into debris that flew downward as the palm vanished.
Their golden-rank pilots, visible with golden shields, were spared lethal damage from the recent attack.
Watching the descending pilots, Kane did not continue attacking.
Because in just a mont, they had pulled a colossal distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After all, their crafts were still in motion, without the palms to hold them, they imdiately widened the gap exaggeratingly.
At such distances, even if Kane imdiately summoned weapons to attack, his internal magical power wouldn't support it.
The recent attack was possible due to the enemy's excessively close attack style.
Though relying on the ballistic triangular formation, using speed exceeding their own to envelop Kane's craft for a frenzied assault was flawless.
Little did they know Kane's origin skills were sowhat of a cheat.
Those triangular crafts remained flying at the sa speed as Kane's craft, with the longest distance not exceeding 300 ters.
This allowed Kane's strength to fully unleash, such a perfect scene required utilizing origin skills properly, wouldn't let himself down.
If enemies had kept firing beams from a distance, Kane indeed couldn't have quickly shot them down like that.
Just bla the enemy's misfortune.
Then Kane heard a voice from idle.
"Master, we've left the enemy's scout range."
Hearing idle's word, Kane nodded, exiting the scout range ant completely leaving the enemy territory.
Plus, the enemy's aerial units, both waves were easily dealt with, the enemy basically won't send people for pursuit again, even if desired there's no strength or chance.
They had effectively escaped, completing the rescue mission perfectly; escort mission's greatest threat was similarly destroyed.
Now they could finally relax.
Thinking this, he canceled the craft's transparency effect, then returned to his seat.
Leaning firmly against the backrest, he exhaled a breath.
...
"Commander, number 2 and the others failed, the enemy has left the scout range."
Hearing his subordinate's words, the commander quickly stared at him and asked: "Defeated? Weren't they just engaged in combat?"
Just seconds ago, he saw their signals colliding on the screen, the displayed signals hadn't even disappeared, and now you're telling they failed?
This couldn't be comprehended by the commander.
He knew number 2 brought only two others with not much weaker strength for pursuit.
All three were golden rank strength, equipped flying crafts could play greater roles.
But they were shot down within seeing range faster than the interceptors he sent out earlier.
Though knowing the outco would be failure, he did not expect it to happen so quickly, shouldn't it sustain for a few more minutes?
This defeat had no value whatsoever.
Unsure whether any intelligence was gathered.
"Are number 2 and the others alive?"
"There's a signal, currently conducting inquiry, but received no reply, probably due to interference not yet fully restored after enemies just left."
"Okay, keep calling."
Finished speaking, the commander fell into solitary contemplation.
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