Chapter 882: 43rd Chapter: The Tragic Base
This was Sol’s first ti experiencing the sensation of flying in the air.
To be precise, it was flying using only the body without any equipnt.
Now he understood why Lord Bai Ze had that kind of reaction when he heard that Sol had prepared a bunch of things.
It turned out that the clown had always been himself; the other side didn’t need to slowly run over from the ground, but flew directly.
Sol couldn’t comprehend how such an ordinary door panel managed to carry two people into the sky.
There were plenty of these Ge Alloy door panels throughout the entire building, almost every household in the civilian district used such security doors.
But it was baffling how, in the hands of this alien, it turned into a tool capable of carrying people in flight.
And at the current speed, when standing on it, he couldn’t feel any strong wind currents at all, sothing even the most advanced Qin Energy Field in the military couldn’t achieve.
The two stood one in front of the other on the flying door panel, covering a distance of more than two hundred kiloters in just a matter of minutes.
If it weren’t for Zhang Xiaoman needing to continually confirm the direction along the way, the ti would probably have been even shorter.
“That’s it!”
In the high sky, Sol pointed to an area below.
His voice, wrapped in the Corona Combat Suit, sounded sowhat muffled.
Zhang Xiaoman saw the place he was pointing at, a bulging hill, and with his incredible eyesight, he could see what seed to be shadows of so white buildings inside.
He imdiately changed direction, and the flying door panel carried the two of them in a dive at almost a ninety-degree angle.
Sol watched the rapidly enlarging ground below, and unconsciously, his palms broke out in a sweat.
Even with his flight experience as a Federation cha Instructor, he couldn’t help feeling sowhat tense.
After all, this was completely different from the experience of piloting a cha.
When piloting a cha, he knew he was using flight equipnt, which allowed him to dive with confidence.
But like this, standing on a door panel without wearing any other devices and rushing straight towards the ground, it was his first experience.
Even knowing there wouldn’t be any danger, he couldn’t avoid the body’s instinctive tension.
However, Zhang Xiaoman’s Sword Control Technique was very stable; even if inverted in the sky, one wouldn’t fall.
Their position soon descended to a hundred ters from the ground, where they could clearly see the scene below.
This base was overall very concealed, apparently built underground, with only a platform exposed for launch.
“Screech!!”
Just as Zhang Xiaoman was about to proceed, a high-pitched cry suddenly ca from the distance.
The cry sounded a bit like an eagle’s screech, coming from a feathered, entirely grey monster.
“It’s the Grey Peng! It has mutated too!”
Sol behind the door panel was shocked.
This monster’s strength was extrely formidable, being one of the most troubleso exotic beasts for their outdoor base defense.
Previously, it was very difficult to kill them, as these creatures were too fast, and their Feathers’ defensive power was particularly strong, making regular kinetic attacks ineffective.
The most effective way to kill them was to dispatch a cha, using a high-energy plasma gun to forcibly break through their defenses, rendering them unable to fly before they could escape or cause more destruction.
Sol had personally piloted a cha to kill such a monster before.
But that was in the past; now, all high-tech equipnt had beco unusable, and being a Genetic Warrior, he could only watch helplessly.
Moreover, Sol suspected that even if they could still use a cha, it might not necessarily be a match for this monster now.
The creature’s size was at least half larger than before, and its body had grown nurous strange tentacles, many of which were filled with spiral-shaped sharp teeth, enough to send chills down soone’s spine just by looking.
“Screech!!”
The monster let out another screech, launching an attack at the two from afar.
The grey feathers on its body shot forward like sharp arrows, carrying powerful kinetic energy at trendous speed.
“Not good!”
Sol was shocked; this was the Grey Peng’s killer move, capable of launching its Feathers from afar.
This move had enormous killing power, able to penetrate Fallen Alloy Armor at least thirty milliters thick. Even Guardian-class cha would et a bitter end if hit at close range.
But before he could shout out the words “Be careful,” what unfolded before his eyes almost knocked his jaw off.
He saw those dense grey Feathers being intercepted by an unseen force.
The feathers, at least one ter long, seed to hit an invisible wall, bouncing off just two ters in front of them, and Sol could even hear a peculiar air vibration.
Zhang Xiaoman controlled the Shield with one hand while arranging the Dark Energy Formula of the Spirit Exorcism Spell with the other.
The next second, before the grey bird could get closer, Zhang Xiaoman’s Dark Energy Technique was already set up, and a red beam shot straight at the monster in the sky.
“Chirp!!”
This ti, what sounded was a uniquely avian shriek of agony.
With the red beam’s hit, dozens of energy-ford blades pierced into its body, which then exploded, turning it into a shower of blood raining down from the sky.
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