The Fanatical Doctor
Creak!
A sickening metallic creak suddenly exploded.
The heavy Mecha, weighing several tons, used hydraulic bearings cast from Titanium Alloy. With a seemingly effortless step from the boy, its internal metal structure crumbled inch by inch.
The entire mechanical right leg instantly deflated into a lifeless piece of scrap metal!
The Mecha's massive body lost its balance and crashed to the side.
The driver was terrified and frantically pulled the escape lever.
The rusty, Broken Saber at Chen Fan's waist was already half an inch out of its sheath.
There was no dazzling blade light, only a grayish-red aura of death emanating from the tip of the blade, piercing straight through the thickest armor plating of the cockpit.
Pfft!
The Hidden Force exploded throughout the cabin like a barrage of bullets.
The driver's heart was instantly shattered by the shock, and then the miniature nuclear battery buried deep in the chassis was violently overloaded by the force of the shock.
Boom!
A dull burst of fire erupted inside the Yaksha Mecha, its thick metal shell bulging and tearing apart like a balloon, sending thick black smoke billowing into the sky.
The other Yaksha Mecha on the right didn't even have time to swing its High-Frequency Thermal Arc Blade before its pilot was terrified by the brutal and ruthless dismantling method before him.
Retreat!
The engine emitted a violent recoil thrust as the Mecha attempted to create distance.
Chen Fan didn't even look at it. He picked up the broken half of the Thermal-Melt Arc Blade from the ground with his toe and flicked it with his backhand.
Call out!
The bluish-purple broken blade tore through the smoke and dust, precisely piercing the facial protective crystal of the second Mecha amidst a sharp sonic boom.
An electric arc pierced his brain, and the entire Mecha crashed to the ground, completely paralyzed.
It all happened in no more than ten seconds.
Two war machines that crisscrossed the Wasteland have been reduced to scrap metal.
Doctor Chu, standing beside the footboard of the Armored Command Vehicle, finally froze the fanatical smile on his face.
The gold-rimmed glasses slipped down his nose, revealing a pair of eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
"A monster... this is a complete monster!"
He lost all composure as a scientific researcher and turned to crawl into the armored vehicle's heavy bulletproof door.
However, as soon as he moved his feet, a cold wind blew past his ears.
Chen Fan had already teleported to the car door like a ghost, blocking all escape routes.
Those cold, deep eyes were looking down at him.
"Die."
The boy pushed his right arm horizontally, his five fingers spread like iron clamps, and shot out through the air.
A fierce glint flashed in Doctor Chu's eyes, and a miniature Gauss Vibration Short Blade, shimmering with high-frequency dark blue ripples, silently slid out from his sleeve and viciously stabbed towards Chen Fan's heart.
Sneak attack?
Chen Fan didn't even bother to blink.
Click!
Chen Fan's right hand gripped Doctor Chu's throat first.
The Eight Extremes Hard Force flowed out from the palm.
The Gauss short blade, powerful enough to cleave an aircraft carrier's armor, didn't even touch Chen Fan's collar before Doctor Chu's entire neck exploded under the immense force.
The violent energy spread downwards, collapsing half of his chest cavity.
The mangled body crashed heavily into the mud and water.
However, the anticipated scene of gushing internal organs and mangled flesh did not occur.
The only sounds on the ground were the crackling of high-voltage sparks and large sprays of dark blue coolant.
Beneath the crushed flesh, a dense array of intricate transmission gears, carbon fiber nerve bundles, and a matte-finish biomimetic mechanical Alloy skeleton were revealed.
Substitute!
Chen Fan's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
The broken mechanical head, rolled in the mud, had a miniature projector in one of its eye sockets flashing violently, projecting a scarlet Light Screen of light.
The speakers inside the skull emitted cold, piercing electronic synthesized sounds.
"Hehe... haha!"
"You lowly savage from the Wasteland, who do you think you're killing?"
Deep within the Prometheus core Mother Nest, three thousand meters underground in the Upper City, Doctor Chu, immersed in nutrient solution, opened his sinister double pupils and descended across the void with his Divine Thought:
"This Divine Child No. 4 Biochemical Puppet is merely one of the millions of avatars I've placed in the outside world!"
"Your body, your power, your sister's blood that can cleanse all sacred things... the research institute is determined to possess them!"
"Wash your neck and wait, Chen Fan. When the Steel Legion of the Upper City tears the Black Street apart, I will personally slice through every inch of your flesh and turn your sister's brain into an eternal biochip!"
The rampant and morbid electronic sounds echoed in the empty and desolate alley.
Chen Fan's eyes remained expressionless as he slowly raised his right foot, which was clad in a coarse cloth shoe.
"Noisy scrap metal."
Bang!
Fall down hard.
A tremendous force, carrying the deathly intent of Guixu, erupted violently.
The substitute head, forged from an ultra-strong Alloy, along with its complex internal microchip and speaker, was crushed into a shapeless pile of metal dust by Chen Fan's single stomp!
Black smoke billowed straight into the sky from the mechanical wreckage.
Chen Fan slowly retracted his right foot, flicking away a bit of coolant that had gotten on the edge of his cloth shoe.
The dozen or so Special Operations Squad Members remaining at the alley entrance were trembling like leaves.
The priceless Pulse Rifle in their hands felt as heavy as if it were soaked in molten lead, and no one dared to raise the muzzle even an inch.
Chen Fan didn't look at them; he simply turned to the side and casually tapped the abandoned iron railing beside him with the back of his rusty, Broken Saber.
Clang.
A sharp crack, like a death knell, exploded in the deathly silence.
"Roll."
The boy uttered a single word.
There was no need for any further display of murderous intent, but the nerves of the elite special agents who usually swaggered Lower City instantly snapped.
They abandoned their armor and weapons, tumbling and crawling into the mud, and ran desperately out of the street, abandoning even the corpses of their comrades and the wrecked armored vehicles.
Chen Fan raised his hand and waved it, and the gray-white Taiji force field that enveloped the second-floor balcony silently dissolved.
He stepped upstairs and pushed open the flimsy wooden door.
Inside the room, fourteen-year-old Chen Xi was huddled in the corner of the bed.
She gripped the lead-wire-covered animal-skin cloak tightly with both hands, her knuckles white, her thin shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
She heard every single explosion outside the door, the tremors of the heavy Mecha falling to the ground, and Doctor Chu's vicious declaration transmitted through the loudspeaker before his death.
When Chen Fan pushed the door open and came in, the girl's eyes were red, and large tears rolled down her cheeks like a broken string.
"Elder brother..."
Chen Xi rushed forward, but stopped abruptly two steps away from Chen Fan. She stared at the bloodstains and tears on Chen Fan's clothes, her lips trembling, her eyes filled with self-reproach and despair.
"It's my blood... it's my fault. That high-ranking official in the Upper City said he wanted to arrest me; they have a large army and many metal monsters..."
The girl sobbed as she raised her head, her eyes revealing a resolve beyond her years:
"Brother, don't worry about me. I'll go to the Wasteland alone. I can find water to drink. If I die out there, they won't bother you anymore..."
Smack
A slightly rough, warm hand gently landed on her head.
Chen Fan bent down and wiped away the tears on his sister's cheeks with his fingertips.
His expression was no longer the cold and violent one he had shown downstairs; instead, it was calm and gentle, like an ancient pool.