951 chanical Deity!
The spaceships in the distance parted to make way for the Black Star fleet to pass through.
Under the excitent and expectation of the countless people present, the Black Star fleet slowly approached Planet Black Tyrant, and its hatch opened, releasing the countless chanical soldiers within. The chanical soldiers stread out like a long dragon, quickly arranging themselves into a dense and neat formation, occupying the entire sky, and their armors reflected the light from the stars.
Pairs of indifferent chanical eyes overlooked the earthy brown planet below, focusing on the solitary Tyrant standing there.
Heber stood unmoving, coldly staring at the dense chanical army in the sky. All of a sudden, he snorted, his powerful lungs propelling a loud roaring sound.
Hum!
The echo was like thunder, and Heber’s every cell began to pump energy frantically, such that the radar of the spaceships nearby all detected a high-energy response. Pugilist flas roared on his body and condensed on his legs. Even though he was standing still, the ground beneath him was cracking apart.
Both sides took a fighting stance, and the tense atmosphere was akin to an invisible net that instantly covered the whole audience.
The countless people on scene held their breath at the suspense.
At this ti, the chanical host stepped out of the crowd and ca to the forefront of the chanical army. The blue-gold chanical Force glimred and sparkled as its eyes shone with light, carrying the will of Han Xiao.
“I’m here,” Han Xiao said through the wide area communications channel.
“Humph.” Heber coldly snorted in response.
This ti, the dynasty did not interfere, and both knew that the battle would only end if one of them fell.
Suddenly, Heber bent his knees and kicked out his legs, and a shock wave burst out around him.
Boom!
A rift ford with just a stomp of his foot, and Heber rushed upward to the sky like an arrow in flight, with fierce battle intent in his eyes. He was wrapped in a red and gold pugilist fla, dazzling like the sun, and at this mont, he resembled a golden teor!
From the sky, violent chanical Force burst forth from the body of the chanical host, instantly linking together the chanical army. Han Xiao activated all his skills and casually flung a [Luck Curse] on Heber.
The next mont, the vanguard chanical soldiers swooped down as well, rushing toward Heber.
There was no foreplay to speak of; both sides imdiately tucked into the main course, lunging at each other’s throats!
The golden teor collided with the machines, the heat lted the armor, and the cracked parts flew out like shrapnel from a bomb, flying everywhere!
Boom boom boom!
One after another, the chanical soldiers fell, and the golden teor rushed deep into the formation before being slowed down and entangled by the countless machines.
The long-range troops in the rear spread out like a tal tornado revolving around Heber, shooting out psionic rays and dark energy repeatedly. Countless beams of light from all directions were shot toward Heber.
The chanical army surrounded Heber tightly like a dark cloud, and this scene resembled a flock of crows dancing around the sun. From ti to ti, red and gold pugilist shockwaves fluctuated from the center.
Because Han Xiao’s chanical army had undergone many rounds of strengthening, they were not too vulnerable even in the face of a Beyond Grade A. While this batch of old machinery was not the most updated, with the addition of his chanical Force, they were no longer simple chanical soldiers that Heber could casually crush.
In this battle, Heber faced a different situation.
In the last battle, Heber’s goal was to demonstrate his prestige, and he intended to quickly get rid of Han Xiao.
But now that Black Star had achieved his current fa, Heber did not have any thought of quickly ending the fight. He was clear that Han Xiao was not there, so the only way to win this fight was to kill all of the soldiers present.
As long as he smashed apart all the troops that Black Star had brought over, it would be his win!
Thus, Heber’s ntality was more stable, and he was not in a rush at all. He had long made preparations for a sustained battle and focused on getting rid of the chanical soldiers without any intention of ambushing Han Xiao.
However, the amount of injuries he obtained made Heber feel a lot more pressure than last ti. The psionic cannon rays that hit his body gave him trendous pain each ti.
Heber was secretly startled at Han Xiao’s growth rate and gritted his teeth as he calculated in his mind.
While I can fight a prolonged battle, the longer I take, the more unfavorable it is to . I need to improve my killing efficiency.
As he thought so, he increased the frequency and intensity of attacks.
On the other side, Han Xiao controlled the chanical host to observe the combat, reading the combat information on the interface.
What a tough HP cow.
In his last battle, Heber’s combat information was filled with question marks. Now, with his level higher than Heber’s, it revealed his information completely.
Heber’s was at level 296, with so of them made up by his subclasses. Han Xiao was an anomaly, as comparing levels, there was not much difference between the two of them.
That being said, Heber’s Grade was still at S, without even the ‘ ’ on it. This was the gap brought about by various bonuses.
Heber’s total HP was around 800,000, and his Endurance was more than 12,000, along with tons of explosive abilities adding a huge chunk of Strength, Dexterity, and Endurance. As for his pugilist skills, it went without saying that he had plenty of those.
The number of resistance talents on him was frightening, such as True Damage Immunity, Weak Injury Immunity, Fixed Injury Reduction, and Super Toughness. They were all talents that Han Xiao had seen during the last battle, making his defense extrely troubleso to overco.
The last battle had ended in a draw due to the intervention of the dynasty. There was no winner among the two, so Han Xiao got the record of a tie. However, the fact was that he did not cause any serious damage to Heber at that ti.
To deal with Heber, he could only slowly grind him down. It was fortunate that his chanical Force bonus and chanical army had been strengthened many tis, significantly raising his damage.
Thus, Han Xiao did not activate his [Perfect chanical Sense] Character Summon Card, nor did he need to.
Under such circumstances, the Tyrant was long not his opponent!
The mont the battle began, an S ranked mission popped up on his interface, nad [‘Tyrant’ Heber], which was the sa mission as the previous ti. Based on the scenario of challenging a Beyond Grade A, this sort of Boss Mission would appear.
“I only have this chanical host, which carries so of my attributes and abilities, but it’s enough to fight with Heber directly, preventing him from killing the soldiers too quickly.”
With a single thought of Han Xiao, the Lord’s Avatar shot out, passing through the heavily sieged front line and directly smashing into Heber. Its heavy tal fist was shrouded in chanical Force and sent out.
With a cold snort, Heber’s muscles swelled, as though pythons were wriggling under his muscles. The fresh muscle fibers twisted into a strand, displaying its strong elastic force. Heber’s terrifying strength from his whole body converged on his arm, and he drew back his arm before thrusting it forward to et Han Xiao.
A red-gold fist and blue-gold tal fist collided violently, bursting out as a fierce energy shockwave and quickly spreading out!
Boom!
The violent aftermath pushed the surrounding chanical soldiers quite a way away, tumbling around, and the atmospheric layer above them was also swept out, leaving a blank space.
With the addition of growth talents such as [Heroic Wrists] and [Divine Void Power], Han Xiao’s current Strength had reached more than 6,000, and the lee attack power was quite impressive.
The supporters of the two revolved around them, and the eyes of the galactic residents watching from a distance also followed the battle group firmly.
On one of the Federation of Light spaceships, one of the officials was recording the entire fighting process.
The federation and church both attached great importance to this battle, and both had sent spies to gather intelligence.
Black Star’s current strength would greatly affect their plans for the Evolution Cube, so they had to pay attention.
At this mont, a virtual projection of Manison stood at the corner of the cabin, watching the entire battle through the viewing window. He lightly said, “The chance of Heber winning is very slim.”
“Is that so? Although the Tyrant seems to be surrounded, his body is extrely tough, and he should be able to hold on until the chanical army is destroyed.” The captain who was next to him carefully gave his opinion.
Manison shook his head. “I can feel that Black Star has beco far stronger than he was before. Heber will probably not be able to last for long. His condition is getting worse... Furthermore, Black Star still has many of his trump cards that he has yet to pull out, such as the Void ability he used in the battle of Planet Lighthouse.”
Hearing this, the captain nodded to express understanding.
“I just do not know...” Manison paused and thoughtfully spoke. “With Black Star’s growth, has he already touched my current level? It should not be that quick...”
At this mont, part of the space above them fluctuated, and the magnificent Palace of Hidden Spells jumped out.
“Oh, they’re already fighting. It seems like I’m late.”
Seated at the top of his Palace of Hidden Spells, Austin overlooked the battle of the two with an expression of interest.
Most of the spectators were focused on the fight, and while a few of them noticed that Austin had arrived, they only spared him a glance before impatiently turning back to the scene.
Han Xiao also noticed Austin and could not resist curling up his mouth.
Why do you co as a referee every ti we fight?
However, he had no ti to dispose of his old man. Han Xiao withdrew his attention and continued to control his avatar.
Boom!
As the battle progressed, the ground of Planet Black Tyrant shattered, pitted with holes, and seed to have turned into an onion, being peeled off layer by layer. The entire planet began to deform, as though Han Xiao and the Tyrant’s battle was a knife, slicing into the planet-sized onion with their skills.
Alone within the Human Wave Tactic, with the damage of the chanical army exceeding his expectations, Heber quickly fell into a disadvantage, becoming very passive. The heart of everyone in the Bloodshed Land started to tremble.
Faced with an army, the Tyrant was clearly disadvantaged against Black Star, and the battle had not even gone on for long. Could it be that the strength gap between the two was greater than they thought?
In the past battle, the Tyrant was clearly suppressing Black Star from start to end. In just a few years, their positions had swapped...
Looking at the disheveled Tyrant on the planet, Fosters clenched his fists, his expression indeterminate.
...
Boom!
Suffering from such a storm-like weapon barrage for so long, it was lucky that Heber had thick skin, or else he would not have lasted. He felt as though he was a sandbag being beaten up, and his entire body hurt like hell. His chances to retaliate were getting fewer; he could only focus on defending himself.
Bang!
After being beaten up several tis in a row, Heber fell straight to the ground, creating a human shaped pit!
“Cough cough, Star Shaking Fist!”
Enduring the pain, Heber rallied his strength, blasting out a brilliantly thick golden pugilist strike toward the chanical army swooping down from the sky, and it exploded to form a huge chain reaction, devouring a large number of chanical soldiers.
However, after the energy dissipated, it was found that most of the chanical soldiers had endured it with their psionic shields. While the damage was serious, they could still fight, and even the [Waste Modification] skill could not be forced out.
The gap... was so wide‽
Heber was not only envious; he was also furious. He was quite confident before the battle, thinking that it would be an easy victory when dealing with only one of Black Star’s platoons.
But after fighting for so long, he had done his best, but he had found out that he likely could not even defeat this platoon of Black Star’s!
How could this be‽
At the beginning, Heber was able to resist the siege of the chanical army, but as his injuries and energy consumption increased, his state got worse.
Han Xiao was different; he grew fiercer the more he fought. Just the talent of converting his energy to HP would ensure that he had sufficient strength to go on. Furthermore, with talents such as [Advanced Strengthened Life], [Battlefield Wisdom], and [One Against The World], the longer he fought, the higher his strength beca. With this, the current Heber was being embarrassed more and more, much like a beaten king.
If this continues, I’ll lose for sure!
With this in mind, Heber’s eyes turned red. He did not like to fail at anything, especially losing to Black Star in such a manner.
Boom!
The next instant, the high-energy response from Heber started to soar in an abnormal manner, and the waves of pugilist flas ripped all the nearby chanical soldiers into scrap tal.
“Oh, what ability did he use?”
Han Xiao gazed at the interface and found a new state appearing in the status bar of Heber: [Polar Channel Flow—Cellular Overdrive].
He was no stranger to this move. This was a pugilist skill, and so players had learned it in their previous lives. It would force the activation of one’s cellular potential, to maximize the overclocking of all attributes such as HP and strength and temporarily obtain an advanced combat power for a period of several hours to several days.
However, the sequelae were serious. The mont one used this ability, every upgrade in the future would be permanently seven percent more expensive, and this would stack continuously with each usage without limit!
This was equivalent to squeezing out one’s future potential in exchange for temporary explosive power!
Generally speaking, no one would use this trick unless it was a last resort.
Han Xiao was a little stunned. Is it so difficult to accept losing to ? To even pull out this sort of self-destructive trick...
But upon seeing Heber’s expression, Han Xiao understood.
There was only stubbornness and self-esteem of the strong.
While the Tyrant’s usual style was pretentious and made many criticize him, at this mont, Han Xiao admitted that he was a qualified fighter.
Indeed, those who can beco Beyond Grade As are not easy to deal with. Han Xiao pursed his lips.
The high energy response of Heber was also discovered by the radars, and everyone began excitedly discussing.
“What’s this? Did Heber pull out a killing move?”
“I thought that he could take it no longer. Seems like there’s still a counterattack!”
Heber burst into flas, directly crossing the 52,000 energy rank limit, and his grade rose to S . The wounds on his body also rapidly healed.
As he stared at Han Xiao in anger, his hands clasped together, and a dazzling golden light began to shine in his palm, getting brighter and brighter.
Seeing this, Han Xiao’s avatar paused in midair.
“Since you’re so serious, I should stop playing as well.”
The mont he spoke, the chanical Force arced out like a spider’s web, connecting every individual chanical soldier.
The next mont, the chanical soldiers returned like birds to their nests, shooting toward the avatar and reassembling themselves. A huge chanical structure gradually unfolded.
The chanical Force was akin to the nerves, blood vessels, and veins of this huge body!
Buzz!
“This... this is...”
Under the shocked eyes of the spectators, a huge machine assembled itself above Planet Black Tyrant.
A heavy pressure emanated from this machine, giving everyone the feeling that this was not individual soldiers gathered together but rather... a new, independent individual!
Heber’s eyes were wide, and under his shock, the pugilist waves undulated like a flickering lightbulb.
At the sa ti, Manison, who was viewing on the Federation of Light’s spaceship, looked as though he had been hamred. His eyes wide open, he exclaid, “This is... a chanical Deity‽”
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