The players, or rather the wealthy players’ plan, succeeded.
Using cannon fodder to attract the first wave of attacks, followed by Sister Ji unleashing her ultimate move to temporarily control the opponent, and then they were responsible for the damage output.
For those under level 30, the attack efficiency of most players is far below that of modern combat weapons, simply put, on par with urban soldier kings.
Only when one reaches Tier 2, with a transformation rate of a certain body system surpassing 100%, can they fully evolve into junior interstellar warriors capable of fighting in harsh planetary environnts, their combat strength on par with mass-produced units of Tier 2 civilizations, possessing various specialties, comparable to ordinary superheroes in comics.
Sharing players’ perspectives, Gao Gong could naturally sense Baozi and the others’ joy, secretly smirking.
With such a crude ambush, do you really think such a chanical system boss would fall for it?
It’s all thanks to concealing your moves well!
Generally speaking, for monsters of this level, once controlled, you should not give them another chance to attack.
The ’programrs’ among the players stepped forward, with about eighty neural editors, the network access chamber was densely packed with holographic screens, all running hacking programs. Although in terms of imdiate combat power, they can’t surpass hackers, being neural editors has a unique advantage - they can engage in online combat, and once online, they can even invade large servers.
In most missions, neural editors are unwelco, except for one scenario - during an invasion of an AI’s data center, neural editors beco the gods of the patch.
Hackers were also taking action, and compared to neural editors, their thods were much more violent: ’Turret Deactivation’, ’Virus Injection’, ’Vulnerability Deep Dive’, ’Prosthetic Explosion’, ’Damage Increase’, all done as violently as possible.
Over a hundred information stream players acted simultaneously, imdiately causing damage numbers to flood the screen, allowing them to finally see the boss panel.
Na: Els (Cybertron Camp)
Species: Advanced chanical Life
Level: 60max
Life Value: 12343134/14000000
Physical Strength Value: 80000/100000
chanical Energy: 12 million
Biological Attributes: Power 1100, agility 1200, Endurance 800, Intelligence 940, Perception 1000
Skills: Super Material Greatsword lv6 (Tier 2 Elite), Cybertron Energy Armor lv4 (Tier 2 Elite), Frenzy Grip (Tier 2 Expert), Gravity Domain lv4 (Tier 2 Expert) ??, ??, ??
Leader Template: Cybertron Guardian, Junior Civilization Repairer
Cybertron Guardian:
Effect 1: As a mber of the chanical Martial Arts Faction, you can Command nearby chanical defense systems
Effect 2: ??
Effect 3: ??
Junior Civilization Repairer:
Effect 1: After transformation, your damage to Cyber Test Field’s tech creations is 200%
Effect 2: ??
Seeing the boss attributes, countless players felt like they were going blind.
Both Life Force and chanical Energy are in the tens of millions, with three of the Five Attributes breaking a thousand. This is the kind of boss that could just stand there and you wouldn’t be able to beat it to death in a day or two.
Of course, this is just the general players’ view. In fact, high-end players have already mobilized, aiming to heavily damage the opponent in this wave.
As an energy life, although Dida cannot Instant Teleportation, once there’s a high-intensity Energy Source nearby, it acts like a magnet, giving a strong attraction, and in a flash, Dida drilled into the opponent’s chanical Body, entering its Spark.
The opponent’s Spark was encased in a small black box, which was akin to a low-spec version of the chanical Main Brain’s core.
Sister Ji’s kidney deficiency thod directly caused the Spark’s Energy Fla to burn through the small black box, turning its surface into a small sun.
Dida’s eyes lit up, and with a wave of both hands, countless hard-to-see microorganisms burrowed inside, rooting and sprouting along the flas, intertwining into a transparent flaming mushroom.
"Clone!"
On the surface of the fla mushroom, Dida’s figure flashed by, and in the next instant, the fla split into tens of thousands of parts.
A small-scale explosion erupted inside the core of the Power Faction Robot Els.
[You dealt 200,000 points of damage to the chanical life, Els]
A large red number appeared on the mission panel.
Brother Umbrella took a deep breath, eyes filled with battle enthusiasm, his muscles turned into spring-like coils, twitching and compressing, Carbon Fusion activated, swiftly absorbing the surrounding light, first a mass of black fog, then a faint black figure, and finally even the figure disappeared.
As the sound of a snake flicking its tongue resonated again, Brother Umbrella had already crossed over a hundred ters, appearing on the opponent’s enormous eyeball. On the surface of the pupil, a ’toothpick’-like assassination sword was already embedded, with only the hilt remaining.
[Your attack triggered weak point damage]
[You’ve destroyed 1 Visual Simulator, completed Task Two, reward: Experience 2 million, Random Blueprints *10]
[You dealt 100,000 points of damage to the chanical life, Els]
However, using this move put Brother Umbrella in a bad spot too, his right arm directly fractured, and when the Snake Blade was pulled out, the blade seed to lt, with the smart module emitting smoke, and the panel now showing the words ’Destroyed’.
Brother Umbrella glanced back with reluctance, even with Carbon Fusion drug Weak Point Attack, he still couldn’t outdo Dida’s higher damage.
anwhile, the Centaur Knight, the player who transford their lower half into a chanical horse, launched a supersonic charge, the drill lance fiercely piercing the opponent’s finger, dealing tens of thousands in damage but failing to inflict damage to the chanical System.
Other high-end players had similar performances.
However, this was the last wave.
A terrifying pressure surged out once more, even stronger than before.
"I can’t hold it any longer!"
Along with Sister Ji’s scream, all the Implant Threads were stretched to their limits and then snapped simultaneously, Sister Butter was directly drained of blood, vanishing into light.
At the sa ti, the neural editors collaborating in the invasion blacked out, and in their daze, they seed to see the phantom of a towering chanical General flickering in and out of existence.
Then, one by one, their blood volu emptied, disappearing without a trace.
"Damn, what’s going on!"
"Got banned through the internet line!"
Within the Mother City, the Cybertron Camp is the least adept, yet once these two Power Faction Robots regained consciousness, rage filled their emotion modules. They began to spin, their surface particle ejectors expanding from thumb to bowl-sized openings, protruding half-exposed cannon barrels. In the next instant, hundreds of energy beams rained down from the sky, bombarding relentlessly.
This ultimate move ca out at the cost of enormous energy. Usually only used against Civilization Weapons, they resorted to it now.
The attack from the Energy Cannon continued, lasting a full three minutes, pulverizing 90% of the Atomic Islands, with debris scattered across the waters. The particle jets all over Els’s body started spewing, coating its surface with a layer of frost.
Sister Ji’s voice echoed, "Hmm?"
In the blink of an eye, the flas of the Spark devoured the small black box, igniting its surface into a small sun, then Dida’s gaze glead, and she swiftly waved both hands. An uncountable number of invisible fungi drilled into it, rooted and sprouted along the flas, entwining into a translucent fiery mushroom.
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