Chapter 530: 266 Divine Arts, False Core Chapter 530: 266 Divine Arts, False Core The pale moonlight sprinkled from the sky, outlining the uneven ground and the contours of the beach. A fierce lee was raging on.
“Swoosh!”
“Boom boom boom!”
Bursts of swelling orange flas erupted, illuminating the surrounding area. A few houses at the corner of the resort were directly bombed into rubble, with many white-robed Eternal Sleep Sect Cult mbers flying backward, their robes instantly stained red with blood.
Even more so, limbs and flesh were indiscernibly mangled!
So large n started to retaliate, holding modified special firearms in their hands, such as the Thunderbird Grenade Launcher and the Six-Barrel Vulcan Machine Gun, all of which were heavy weapons developed to be compatible with the powerful capabilities of Biological Armor. These were not ant for human use, hence their power was naturally astonishing.
Originally, the Cult mbers of the Eternal Sleep Sect could use the Death Sleep Technique to hypnotize themselves and even burst forth with strength exceeding human limits. Ordinary bullets had a good chance of being predicted and avoided.
However, evading these specially modified firearms was quite difficult.
There was no shortage of white-robed figures getting blown into the air, gushing blood as they scread and fell to the ground, or even exploding mid-air, torn apart by a barrage of steel bullets.
On a hill covered with trees.
A fiery red armored figure stood quietly, the entire body asuring around two and a half ters tall, the thick, fierce arms as big around as water buckets. The fingers were clawed, with tallic color at the sharp tips. There was a pronounced bulge on the back, with a hard and rugged contour, a fla symbol branded on the shoulders.
It was the emblem of Feng Guang Group.
The captain of Feng Guang Group’s recon squad, Yue Yang, Wing-level cha Master.
Operating the Wing-level Armor, Fla Dragon!
The characteristics of the cha body also proved this na.
The whole helt was huge and fierce, with an outward protruding mouth bearing fangs, as if roaring and howling. At the top of the helt were two pointed horns with a faint red light gathering and twinkling.
“Captain!”
“We can’t hold on much longer, there are too many people from the Eternal Sleep Sect, their thods that affect human senses can be stacked and alternately released! Our vision and hearing have dropped to the lowest point, sotis even completely unable to perceive our surroundings. Despite our team’s presence, it’s as if we’re each fighting our own battle… ”
Through the earpiece, the anxious and frantic voice of a teammate resounded.
Wing-level cha Master Yue Yang was silent. He slowly stepped forward with his sturdy right foot. His heavy body was like steel, leaving a deep pit with each step.
“Boom!”
Yue Yang lunged forward, his colossal form accelerating, charging down the hillside like a heavy-armored rhinoceros, the red horns on his head trailing beams of light.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh…”
Behind him, the other company cha Masters, who had ford a temporary offensive and defensive alliance, fired grenades and rockets, enveloped in flas as they brushed past him swiftly.
The surface of the helt faintly emanated a blood light, and the crystalline eyes were fiery hot.
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”
In a series of explosions, the Fla Dragon ch charged into the crowd, brutally ramming into it.
“Crack crackle!”
Three or four white-robed figures flew out like torn sacks, bursting apart in mid-air. Blood and viscera sprayed, turning into chunks.
“Die!”
Yue Yang knocked all the white-robed Cult mbers blocking the path out of his way.
Racing at the highest speed to the area where his team was trapped.
One claw reached out, jagged and bony, drawing a scorching red light through the air. It pierced straight through the chest of a white-robed person in front, ripping a large hole in their chest. The entire heart was scooped out and cruelly crushed.
With a flick of his right arm, the corpse tumbled, knocking away a Cult mber.
“Surround him!”
“Focus fire!”
With several shouts, nearly ten white-robed figures appeared from all around. They wore wooden masks on their faces, their Spiritual Will waves abnormally active and boiling. They each reached out with their right hands, wrapped in hypnotic patterns.
“Vision Deprivation!”
The white-robed figures shouted in unison, uttering difficult and incomprehensible words.
At the mont the spell was cast, around them seed to be a dozen invisible chains instantly bearing down on Yue Yang, as if to entirely bind him. Yet, on the surface of the Fla Dragon cha, a faint watery mbrane-like Biological Force Field violently fluctuated, significantly weakening this influence. Yue Yang grunted, his spirit pricked, and his keen vision briefly exhibited so double images.
But it didn’t go completely blind like his team mbers.
The Death Sleep Technique of the Eternal Sleep Sect wasn’t invincible, especially when facing a being with mastery over frequency mbranes; its effects were greatly reduced. In layman’s terms, the Death Sleep Technique had a special attack advantage below Wing-level but was just a regular thod against Wing-level or higher. There was no situation where large numbers of Cult mbers of the Death Sleep Sect could overwhelm and kill strong opponents with sheer numbers, even with mask amplification.
“Die!”
Yue Yang pressed through his dizziness, stepping forward and tearing apart two white-robed Cult mbers with his bare hands in a flash. The ferocious head turned, fangs wide open, and from its mouth spewed a scorching fla, five to six ters long, like Dragon Breath.
“Boom!”
Three white-robed figures who couldn’t dodge in ti were burned into charred human torches.
In the battlefield, the Fla Dragon cha rampaged at will, rushing forward. Every area it passed by, the white-robed Cult mbers were either torn apart or turned into stiff black torches. In a short ti, many were killed.
“Captain!” “Captain!”
Two Biological Armor cha units, which were wounded all over and ecstatic to have survived the ordeal, shouted. There were also fla emblems of Feng Guang Group on their shoulders.
“I’ll take you out of here!”
Yue Yang halted, with the bloody red streaming down his armored torso.
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