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Upon seeing this bizarre energy-absorbing property, Leonard Churchill imdiately thought of the legendary energy-absorbing tal — Gungnir Gold! This tal was said to be exclusive to the Old Continent.
“What a fine piece…”
Churchill’s eyes twinkled slightly as he looked on.
This tal was like the Rhea’s sensitive alloy he used to forge his flying knife, both were tals of legend.
The thing was, many people hadn’t even heard of it, let alone acquire it.
The exoskeleton armor he was looking at was priceless, just for the material alone, not to ntion its functionality.
The person wearing this chanical armor had quite a knack for fighting techniques as well. After regaining his footing, he managed to exchange blows with Abel.
Attacks from the chanical equipnt had limited damage on Abel, who was an Air Skill Master.
But Abel’s attacks were mostly neutralized by that bizarre suit of armor.
The two sides were locked in fierce combat, and it was hard to see any sign of a decisive victor in the near future.
Abel, obviously not expecting the opponent’s unstoppable defensive armor, seed taken aback.
This did not go as planned!
The original plan was to intercept Great Ivan’s goods, based on the precise information they had received.
Although they had no idea why their higher-ups were certain that the reinforcent would be Seven Brown.
But she really showed up.
Abel originally had little respect for chanical equipnt, he thought he could easily capture Seven Brown with his own strength.
However, he never expected that his plan would be disrupted by this strange chanical armor.
Because of this, he wouldn’t be able to handle that chanical armor in a short ti. If they continue to fight like this and the Flood Gang’s reinforcents arrive, it would be hard to wrap things up.
The chanical outfit had a slight bulge in the chest and a pert bottom, displaying female characteristics quite prominently.
As Leonard Churchill watched, he also guessed the identity of the newcor, thinking to himself, “Could it be Flood Gang’s Seven Brown?”
He had t Seven Brown twice.
Taking a closer look, the height and figure did match.
Most importantly, probably only Seven Brown, with her status, could get Gungnir Gold to forge this expensive suit of armor.
“Looks like the Brothers’ plan this ti wasn’t to take revenge, but to target Flood Gang’s Lord Nine Brown?”
Churchill identified the person’s identity, and imdiately thought of what those guys really wanted to do.
They were going for the big ga.
If they could capture her, it would certainly spark an all-out war between the two gangs.
Churchill liked spectacles too.
Regardless of the state the two gangs ended up in, his original plan was to fish in troubled waters.
But seeing Seven Brown, he frowned.
He was here for the Breathing thod.
But he wouldn’t even have gotten his hands on the fragnt of the Breathing thod if it wasn’t for her guidance.
It was like a butterfly’s wings; without that initial flutter, Churchill wouldn’t have co as far as he had.
With the protection of the chanical battle armor, Abel wouldn’t be able to do much to Seven Brown in a short ti.
Normally, if they continued to fight like this, reinforcents should arrive soon.
The Brothers’ kidnapping plan was likely to end in a failure.
However, Churchill didn’t think so.
Looking at the situation here, his sense of conspiracy beca clearer, and he thought: “If there really is soone pulling the strings behind the scenes… then soone would step in to lend a hand at this point, right?”
Thinking of sothing, Churchill also ca up with a plan.
If there was no “third party”, Seven Brown would be fine.
There’s no need to worry.
If there was, things would get interesting.
Churchill wanted to see if his judgnt was correct, and quietly vanished into the darkness.
However, it turned out, there really was a third party.
Aside from Churchill, the observer, soone else was closely monitoring the situation.
From the darkness in the distance, a cloaked old woman watched the stalemate in the fight, muttering to herself: “These gangs are really pathetic… Even with all the information that was given, they still can’t bring her down.”
Originally, she thought she wouldn’t have to get involved.
But now, she had to lend a hand.
With that, she took out a palm-sized cursed puppet.
A ghostly aura enveloped the puppet as the old woman murmured so curses.
Then, sothing eerie happened.
The curses on the puppet started to glow faintly. The ghostly aura was absorbed into it, as if infusing it with a spirit, and its features beca noticeably clearer.
If there was an outsider present, they could have easily recognized this puppet — it looked strikingly similar to Seven Brown.
When the ti was right, the old woman let out a soft cry: “Ghost Puppet Skill- Fold!”
With a snap, the puppet’s joints appeared to be broken by so mysterious force, making eerily unnatural movents.
anwhile, the fight in the distance continued.
Seven Brown may be at a disadvantage in terms of fighting techniques, but with the defense of the chanical armor, she wasn’t faring too badly.
However, just then, she was blown away by one of Abel’s punches and crashed onto the ground a dozen ters away.
The vicious damage from the punch was neutralized by the armor. As long as she could offset the impact, there should have been no harm at all.
But at this mont, she suddenly felt like she was losing control of her body.
With a “snap”, were her leg bones and arm bones really broken?
The color drained from Seven Brown’s masked face!
She tried to struggle up, but due to the fracture, each slight movent caused a sharp, needle-like pain as shattered bone pierced flesh.
In that mont of hesitation, the punch once again swooped in!
Abel was also confused, did his punch really have such a sensational effect?
Or did the machinery malfunction?
Hmph, the more precise the armor, the higher the failure rate, it’s normal.
Abel didn’t think much about it.
The fact remained that Seven Brown seed unable to move her hands.
Montum is fleeting in battle.
He needed to end it quickly.
Seizing the opportunity, Abel threw several powerful punches. It wasn’t until he had created a huge pit on the ground, along with Seven Brown in it, that he stopped.
But seeing that there were no signs of the armor breaking, he could only resort to using several chanical steel ropes to tightly bind up Seven Brown.
A few survivors from the Flood Gang wanted to rescue Seven Brown, but they were no match for Abel by any ans.
Without the protection of the Gungnir Gold armor, they were killed on the spot by a few punches.
The fight was soon over, due to the intervention of an unknown, mysterious force.
The underlings of the Brothers cheered and hailed..
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