Ding ding ding...
The repetitive sound of a pickaxe hitting ore echoed in the mine shaft. Under Kerry’s guidance, Han Wu and the rest mined fifteen ores of Nanite Mythril from the vein.
These ores contained a certain amount of Nanite Mythril, which they would have to extract. Fifteen ores would yield roughly three units of Nanite Mythril. This was enough to make the desired chip, but since Nanite Mythril was rare, they had no intentions of stopping now. It was free money.
Halfway through mining, they suddenly heard footsteps outside the shaft. Han Wu didn’t even need to use his senses to know that it was the Machine God Cult. As expected, this new wave of cultists made a beeline for the mine shaft.
The leader of the group was in a futuristic ch suit that was at least rated SSS. Behind him were thirty hunters in five-ter-tall chs. Their chs were weaker and most likely rated S.
Stark, the leader, was a bishop of the Machine God Cult and held significant authority. This ant he didn’t typically have to act personally. However, the Nanite Mythril within the Weeping Mines was of great importance to the Machine God Cult, and he hadn’t hesitated to gather his n the mont he received the alarm.
He eyed Han Wu’s team. The ch automatically scanned their data and displayed it on its interface. Han Wu, Kerry, Akanzor, and Bart didn’t have ratings because they were biological life forms, but the four automatons of the Black Rose Squad, BD-04 Luxun, and BD-02 Jun did.
Stark quietly admired the sheer strength of the four SSS-rated automatons. That was, until he checked the data of the two little boxes.
Is this...? The difference in their ratings ant Stark couldn’t scan any detailed information, but he did manage to get their nas. BD-04 Luxun and BD-02 Jun!
Stark was thrilled. He had seen automatons with the sa series na accompanying the cardinals. Those automatons were said to be the emissaries of the Machine God.
“The Machine God’s guidance led to you. If you’re willing to part ways with the blueprints for the two emissaries of the Machine God, I will let you live, but you can never return here.”
Han Wu chuckled. He knew better than to trust the words of an enemy. “That’s not a bad idea. But what if I refuse?”
“Then I will kill you and take the emissaries of the Machine God with by force.” For Han Wu to have trespassed into the territory of the Machine God Cult to plunder their resources ant they had the strength to fight against the cult. Seeing no need to waste their ti talking after Han Wu’s rejection, Stark commanded, “Kill them!”
A barrage of bullets zipped through the air, chipping off bits of stone on the surrounding boulders and rock faces. Kerry’s four automatons stood at the front as a shield. Unexpectedly, loud screeching sounds filled the air with every impact, leaving dents in their wake.
“They’re using HEAT rounds! My Black Rose Squad can’t hold on for long. We need to find a way to escape!” Kerry fired her revolvers from behind her cover, leaving dents on the enemy’s chs in return.
Unfortunately, it would take more than Kerry’s revolvers and her four automatons to destroy those chs. Akanzor and Bart were powerful, but the sheer number of HEAT rounds flying through the air made it impossible to attack. Moreover, there was still Stark at the back with his higher-rated ch.
Han Wu could overpower the lower-rated chs, but was forced to conserve his strength for Stark.
“I guess I have no other choice,” Han Wu muttered. Then, glancing at Luxun and Jun, he ordered, “Enter overload status and destroy those chs!”
Both Luxun and Jun underwent rapid changes, their respective humanoid and python forms glowing bright red as if ablaze. This wasn’t a result of their skill but rather their Energy Parts.
During battle, they could increase their output in exchange for extra energy. White steam enveloped Luxun, making it harder for others to lock onto it.
With its learned martial knowledge, it moved like a phantom within the steam, closing the distance unnoticed so it could attack the chs. Its punches and kicks were already close to the threshold of a master.
Jun, on the other hand, was much more straightforward and brutal. Its giant chanical python form tanked the HEAT rounds and crashed into the chs before thrashing around wildly.
Their attacks obliterated one ch after another.
“You useless fools,” Stark barked at his underlings. “What’s the point of nurturing you lot when you can’t even do sothing so simple?”
Stark stepped gracefully onto the battlefield. The full ch armor didn’t hinder his agile movents at all. He moved like a panther, easily getting close to Luxun and kicking it away. He then splayed his palm open to reveal a hole. A huge white net shot out from the hole and captured Luxun.
Luxun struggled against the sticky net, but Han Wu had never taught it how to escape from such a situation, and there were limits to even its intelligence and abilities. The automaton fought to escape, but to no avail.
After securing Luxun, Stark turned to Jun. He leaped up into the air. Spikes extended from the toes of his feet, which he kicked into the chanical python’s head.
Fortunately, the spikes appeared to be too small to injure Jun. Han Wu breathed a small sigh—that was, until Stark jumped into the air again, generating electricity in his palms before firing it at Jun.
Jun swiftly dodged the attack, but it was a futile attempt. The tiny spikes embedded in its head acted as lightning rods. Electricity surged through the giant chanical python, frying most of its circuitry. Jun slumped to the ground.
Stark had subdued both of Han Wu’s automatons in a matter of seconds.
Beckoning Han Wu with his finger, Stark sneered, “Your turn now.”
User Comments
0 comments from readers