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Twenty ters...

Wolff asured the distance between the youth leaving the spacecraft and himself, his heart gradually accelerating.

Why haven't they acted yet?!

Why haven't they acted yet!

Hurry up!

Seeing that he was about to collide with the youth, Wolff was anxious and even wondered if those two Demon Fat Thieves had played him.

Just then.

Wolff saw the man who looked like a bodyguard next to the youth suddenly change his expression and urgently shout: "Young master, watch out!"

As the words fell, Wolff felt sothing "whoosh" past his head suddenly.

A dazzling red light flashed before his eyes.

"Boom!"

A thick energy beam accurately hit the youth and his companion at close range.

The massive shock wave from the explosion sent Wolff flying backward.

Wolff flew a good ten ters away before he landed heavily on the ground.

But looking disheveled, he couldn't care less about the pain all over his body. He urgently raised his eyes to look directly ahead.

Just as he wished.

There was a giant crater where the youth and his companion had stood.

Inside the crater was a half-transparent blue protective light shield.

Within the shield was the pale-faced youth, frightened by the sudden attack, and his bodyguard beside him, looking serious.

Two massive, rugged black chas, one gripping a large-caliber energy cannon and the other a weapon resembling a wolf fang club, flanked the youth from both sides.

Both chas bore the sa conspicuous red rouge sparrow emblem.

"Why weren't they blasted to pieces?!"

Regret flashed through Wolff's mind.

Then, after a mont, he hastily feigned a look of panic and terror, shouted: "Star... Star Thief!"

.....

"This guy... sure can act... haha..."

Inside the black cha, the scar-faced woman glanced at Wolff's Oscar-worthy acting and chuckled eerily.

Her gaze returned to the target before her, instantly locking onto the middle-aged man among them emitting faint waves of Spiritual Power.

"This Consciousness wave intensity..."

"Really is Level 5..."

"Doesn't matter... as long as you can't don the cha... what can a Level 5 chanician do?"

The scar-faced woman's eyes flickered with viciousness.

The next second, she and the other cha simultaneously launched another attack.

Two massive wolf tooth clubs covered in spikes tore through the air, making a deep, sharp whistling, rcilessly smashing against the light blue energy protection shield.

The shield trembled violently, and countless fine cracks appeared across its surface.

The noble youth inside the shield trembled as well.

Clearly terrified, he huddled like a quail, not daring to move.

The bodyguard beside him, the middle-aged man with Level 5 Spiritual Power, quickly whispered to him.

The youth shook his head at first, afraid.

But when the next wave of attack fell again, the man pushed him forcefully from behind, sending him, with the energy protection shield, shooting "whoosh" under a cha, rapidly toward the nearby primitive forest.

"Trying to escape?!"

Inside the cha, the scar-faced woman tapped the communicator beside her and said: "You handle this one, I'll finish that pretty face and co back to help you."

"Don't take too long."

"Got it."

The scar-faced woman smirked a grim, cruel smile, then piloted the cha, pursuing the fleeing youth not too hurriedly.

A person and a cha, one fleeing and one chasing, soon entered the forest.

The complex terrain of the forest was truly unfriendly to the massive chas, but the scar-faced woman didn't care.

She retracted the energy cannon in her right hand, holding the wolf fang club weapon in both hands instead.

The black cha's arms swung, wielding the massive wolf fang club to ruthlessly smash through, causing towering ancient trees to break like straw under overwhelming destructive power.

The scar-faced woman was in no hurry, locking onto the fleeing youth with her Spiritual Power, like a cat slowly chasing a mouse.

She relished the feeling of toying with her target.

Especially when the target was a tender, noble-born pretty face.

"Don't run away, little darling...

The more you run, the more I can't resist..."

The scarred woman kept her eyes fixed on the boy's frenzied figure as he darted through the forest. The thought of soon being able to ruthlessly crush him made her breathing beco uncontrollably rapid.

But just as the scarred woman's excitent was about to reach its peak.

Suddenly, the boy flashed behind a large tree that would take several people to encircle and instantly vanished from her Spiritual Power lock.

"Huh?!"

The scarred woman, in her heightened state, furrowed her brows and was just about to expand the range of her Spiritual Power detection.

The figure of the boy reappeared.

Yet he seed slightly different from before.

From behind the large trunk, stepped out a sleek and towering steel figure.

It was a Deep Blue cha, standing quietly in the tranquil forest, just as a beam of morning light descended from above, landing on its not-so-flashy body.

In that fleeting mont, it exuded a mysterious and profound aura, as beautiful as an oil painting.

The scarred woman's expression was montarily stunned.

The next second...

A perverse flush quickly crept up the sides of her dark, ugly cheeks, and she was so excited she could almost fly.

"Blue Falcon Type IV cha....

chanician..."

"Baby, I didn't expect you to be a Level 1 chanician!"

"It's just... just wonderful!"

"I will, will definitely cherish you!"

The scarred woman's eyes sparkled, and in her excitent, the scars on her face seed to co alive, writhing disgustingly like centipedes.

"Huff—huff—"

Her breathing beca particularly heavy, and as her excitent reached a certain peak, she finally couldn't hold back.

Letting out a weird howl, she controlled her cha, swinging the Wolf Fang Club powerfully, lunging toward the Deep Blue cha ahead.

The rugged black cha soared into the air, limbs outstretched, like a ferocious and terrifying beast.

Compared to it, the deep blue cha in front was far inferior in both size and montum.

It was like prey about to fall into the beast's claws, already stunned and frozen, forgetting to move.

"Ha—ha—"

The scarred woman slightly parted her lips, as the cha in her view swiftly approached. The thought of the pleasure she'd feel tearing open that layer of steel exterior later made saliva unconsciously drip from the corner of her mouth.

And just as the Wolf Fang Club in her hand was about to strike the head of the Deep Blue cha.

Suddenly....

The scarred woman saw the Deep Blue cha, which had been standing still, suddenly lift its head and cast her a cold glance.

That gaze pierced through the protection of both chas, eting the scarred woman's eyes precisely.

The gaze carried an icy coldness, indifference, and a certain condescending aning...

It made the scarred woman feel as though cold water had been poured over her head, her excitent reaching its peak dissipating completely.

Before she could react to this sudden inexplicable emotion.

The next instant, her pupils constricted sharply.

She saw an unforgettable scene of her life—

The tall, balanced, stationary Deep Blue cha suddenly extended its arms just as her hand-held Wolf Tooth Giant Stick was about to strike.

Those two arms deftly and lightly threaded through her attack at an incredible angle, landing, one left and one right, on the shoulders of her cha.

Then....

"Boom!"

Those two arms suddenly swelled, rapidly expanding as if they were inflating.

Blocks of living tal squird under the alloy arms like muscles, and dark veins bulged densely like veins.

The scarred woman's Spiritual Power sank dramatically.

She felt an overwhelming terrifying force drape down from the shoulders of her cha.

Her airborne fra, under this force, was forcibly pinned to the ground.

"Boom!"

The terrifying impact was felt even through the ch, through the protective special tempered liquid, causing the scarred woman's body to tremble.

Yet before she could recover from the shock.

She then realized that her entire fra was grabbed and lifted alive.

As her whole being, along with the ch, was thrown like a cannonball into the air, the scarred woman vaguely heard a certain young, cool voice calmly intone.

"Grandmaster Divine Elephant Flow.."

"Wind Demon.. Heaven and Earth Return!"

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