Fire a Shot

That was incredibly fast! From being discovered to being breached inside the ship, the entire process took less than ten seconds! This method of intrusion was completely beyond Dylan's comprehension.

"Abandon the attack, immediately seal all entrances to the command center, activate..." Dylan made a final attempt.

Before the words were even finished, a smooth cut suddenly appeared in the center of the composite alloy door of the command cabin, which was theoretically capable of withstanding continuous bombardment by heavy armor-piercing missiles.

A hand, seemingly composed of jet black ink, silently pushed open the slit door panel.

The figure, shrouded in a dense aura of death, stepped in unhurriedly. He wore a tattered gray robe, his exposed skin pale and bloodless, his eyes sunken, and his pupils indistinct.

He didn't possess any powerful energy fluctuations, yet he exuded an aura that instilled disgust and fear in the very instincts of life.

Good day, you can call me -- [Summoner]

The dark figure hovered Jingjing behind him, its indistinct face seemingly "watching" Dylan.

"Your Sanctuary was nice, but it's mine now."

The gray-robed man's gaze swept across the command center filled with various light screens, finally settling back on Dylan. He raised a pale, bloodless hand and pointed to the still raging Storm Zone on the holographic screen.

"Shoot a shot at that storm, or I'll blow your Warship to smithereens."

The battlefield, a hundred kilometers away, has become a complete no-go zone.

Within a radius of one kilometer, there was no protrusion above the ground. The earth looked as if it had been repeatedly worked on by a tunnel boring machine; the surface soil had long since vanished, exposing the fragmented rock layers beneath.

Countless crisscrossing rifts and deep pits are scattered throughout, with the deepest reaching tens of meters. The edges are formed by glassy crystals that were formed after being melted at high temperatures and then rapidly cooled.

The air was scorching and thick, filled with the smells of sulfur, ozone, and the charred aroma of flesh roasted at high temperatures. Every breath felt like being in a barbecue restaurant, a print shop, and a chemical plant.

The shockwaves generated purely by the clash of forces, like a never-ending hurricane, whipped up debris and dust, forming turbid tornadoes that connected heaven and earth, only to be torn apart by an even more Berserk force in the next second.

"Clang--!"

A teeth-grinding tearing sound drowned out the howl of the wind.

Song Shige's Zhanmadao, wreathed in dark red energy, clashed once more with the monster's arm, which had hardened like refined gold, cleaving it in two.

At the same time, another ghostly limb precisely seized the moment when Song Shige's vision was slightly obscured due to the extreme distortion of the air in front of him caused by the high temperature. It carried a cone-shaped shock wave and a temperature of thousands of degrees, and viciously attacked his lower body vitals!

Monkey stealing peaches!

Song Shige, expressionless, slightly shifted his position, allowing the attack to strike his thigh.

A dull, drum-like impact resounded as a terrifying blow, powerful enough to blast a main battle tank to smithereens, slammed into his outer thigh. A thousand tons of kinetic energy, capable of splitting mountains and severing rivers, was unleashed without restraint, leaving behind a horrifying... bruise.

The muscular monster was in a terrible state. His massive body was covered with crisscrossing knife marks and fist and palm prints. The wound left by Song Shige's Zhanmadao was so deep that the bone was visible, and the dark red energy was like a bone-deep sore, hindering the healing.

The seemingly light and airy fist and palm prints on the Caoyuanshi contain terrifying hidden power. Often, the surface is only slightly dented, but the flesh and meridians inside have already rotted and burst open.

Stimulated by his injuries, the strange man's bizarre Talent was fully unleashed, and the power and speed contained in his attacks were increasing dramatically.

Song Shige only attacked and didn't defend at all, and now he's covered in bruises.

The Caoyuanshi, on the other hand, had hot blood in its mouth, with a thin line of bright red blood quietly overflowing and dripping down its chin. The hot blood droplets even eroded the molten rock surface below, leaving small pits. These were signs of damage to the internal organs caused by countless transmissions of power and violent fluctuations of Blood Qi, indicating that some of the internal organs were already ruptured.

The three players on the field played for quite a while, and all of them were in pretty good form.

"Demon King, there's no need to hold back any longer! Quickly unleash your killing move and finish this fiend off!"

Standing still, the Caoyuanshi roared, its Blood Qi surging like the Yangtze River beneath its palms. Yet, its moves still carried a hidden edge, repeatedly attempting to divert the focus of the battle to the distant, sky-reaching Storm Zone.

Why waste our efforts? It's just diverting trouble. We might as well use this weirdo to test the strength of Xiantian gifted expert.

Song Shige ignored his suggestion and continued to silently implement his offensive-only tactics. He not only accurately cut off the Caoyuanshi's attempts to shift the battlefield, but also subtly guided the monster's frenzied attacks further away with his own sword strikes.

At the same time, he was frantically learning from the combat experience of the two, who were both experienced and unpredictable. This was a rare opportunity for him to Life and Death to the death with strong opponents of the same level.

The battlefield was deadlocked, with the occasional high-pitched laughter of the strange man as his mouth recovered being heard, only to be swiftly cleaved in two by Song Shige.

"Buzz--"

A deep, resonant sound, unlike any collision of flesh and blood or burst of energy, abruptly entered the battlefield.

A sleek, silver-gray figure crashed through the billowing smoke and turbulent energy currents at incredible speed, landing like a meteor in the center of the three-person battle circle!

"Boom!"

The ground beneath his feet collapsed again, forming a neatly shaped circular pit. As the dust settled, the figure was revealed in its entirety.

It was a humanoid suit of armor about two and a half meters tall, made entirely of some kind of matte silver-gray metal, with cold and precise lines, full of the ultimate beauty of metalwork.

It doesn't emit any energy fluctuations, but its very existence carries a contradictory quality, as solid as a mountain yet as sharp as a sword.

The battlefield froze for a moment.

Song Shige sheathed his sword and took a half-step back, his eyes slightly narrowed as he sized up the uninvited guest.

He sensed a power within the Mech Armor that was unlike any enemy he had ever faced before. It looked like a mecha warrior from an animated film, but it was more futuristic, and it also reminded him of Binluk he had encountered during the District War.

The Caoyuanshi calmed his Blood Qi, but it felt a bit difficult to handle.

The strange man's eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed a little dazed.

The four individuals, each harboring their own secrets, confront each other on this shattered battlefield.

The silence lasted for less than a breath.

The strange man stopped thinking, his limbs began to move, and he punched the Mech Armor's chest with many small fists while letting out a shrill laugh.

The situation was instantly disrupted, and the Mech Armor quickly launched a counterattack!

Song Shige and Caoyuanshi happily joined the group from the side, and the three of them silently reached a consensus: kill the weirdo first.

The winds and clouds stirred, the rocks broke, and the rivers shattered.

The destructive storm, which had just briefly paused, swept across the ravaged rocky landscape once more in a chaotic Berserk manner.