Like a ripple converging towards the center, the entire sky’s Lotus Magnetic Fighter flickered with white light. In an instant, electromagnetic energy concentrated at the central point of the ’White Lotus,’ and that Lotus Magnetic Fighter vanished in an instant, transforming into a streak of white light shooting straight down from the sky.
The ’Black Kite’ cha array was penetrated by this white light; one of the chas on the outer periter exploded into sparks and fragnts, while another ’Black Kite’ cha below was pierced through half of its body, burning fiercely as it plumted down.
Just like that, one Lotus Magnetic Fighter after another transford itself into bullets, diving into the center of that massive ’Lotus’ in the sky, becoming electromagnetic streams penetrating the ’Black Kite’ cha below.
To avoid becoming live targets like this, the team leader had no choice but to order the entire cha array to disperse, break up into smaller units, and move freely, making it difficult for the magnificent ’Electromagnetic Eye’ in the sky to aim.
By this point, over 40 ’Black Kite’ fighters had been destroyed, leaving only 60 on the battlefield, while in the sky, the constantly phasing Lotus Magnetic Fighters numbered around 270, completely dominating in numbers.
Due to the dispersal of the Black Kite chas, the Lotus Magnetic Fighters no longer conducted inefficient one-for-one shots, adopting pairs of fighters to fly in electrical trajectories through the air, continuously strangulating the beleaguered ’Black Kite’ chas.
Half a minute later, after counting the Black Kite chas landing on the ground, 20 more had been destroyed by the Lotus Magnetic Fighters, leaving only 40 Black Kite chas on site. They backed onto the ground, raising shields, counterattacking and resisting, forming crossfire to obstruct the approaching Lotus Magnetic Fighters in the sky.
The scene entered a stalemate, but the side of the Qiye Flower was clearly at a disadvantage and passive. Occasionally, chas on the outskirts were knocked over by the Lotus Magnetic Fighters, then strangulated by a dual fighter spiral, with defeat seeming just a matter of ti.
"It’s rely so."
Sitting in her exclusive Rose-backed Chair, Prin watched the images on the projection screen, feeling quite good as her fingers lightly tapped the armrest.
"Though these Autonomous Units of the ’Celestial Magnetic White Lotus’ are expensive, they are indeed worth it." A mber beside her agreed.
Others in the conference hall echoed in agreent, their previously tense and uneasy mood gradually relaxing.
Just as everyone felt assured of victory, Prin suddenly looked as if she’d seen a ghost, her pupils widening as she stood up.
Through the projection before her, figures began to phase through the wall across the conference hall, dressed in black high-collared uniforms with ghostly blue ’Qiye Flower’ patterns decorating the hems.
As these mbers landed, they turned from phasing into solid form, their bodies suddenly moving as blades at their waists were drawn, penetrating the bodies of opponents present, causing blood sprays everywhere. Chilly Silver Sword Light kept flashing through the eting room, while the assembled mbers in Red Garnts, mostly unable to activate their magic power in ti to fend off, had their bodies pierced by sword edges, paralyzed by instant pain and coldness.
The dazzling sword light appeared in this quiet hall, four sword edges withdrawing from a paralyzed man in Red Garnt, revealing Prin underneath him, her face mixed with warm blood amidst the cold. Near-death fear finally made her scream out in terror.
The sound waves had an attached intense ntal shock, causing a montary pause in the actions of the ’Qiye Flower’ mbers present, but soon they needed to do nothing further.
The Circle on Prin’s wrist flashed with red light, activating as clasps extended out to hold her wrist, injecting a small amount of sedative into her body. Soon, this petite Songstress slowly closed her eyes, leaning against the chair and falling asleep.
On the eleventh night of the competition, Songstress Hexia Tilan defeated Prin, gaining nurous bases and points, leaving only the last two Songstresses in the confrontation.
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