"Every grievance has its culprit, every debt its debtor. I only wanted to kill your master and had no intention of involving anyone else. You came here seeking death yourself, so I'll grant your wish and send you to reunite with your master!" Mister Iron Hand's face turned vicious as killing intent surged from his body.
"Let me go! You old scoundrel!" Divine Calculator's Disciple roared, struggling with all her strength to break free from his restraints.
The mechanical weapons on both sides operated madly as they clashed fiercely. Hammers, blades, claws, and countless other weapons collided without end.
Some of her companions tried to rescue Divine Calculator's Disciple, but Fan Lang and the others held them back, leaving them no time to help.
With her life in danger, Divine Calculator's Disciple made a frantic choice. She actually detonated the bomb concealed on her body, intending to perish together with everyone present.
Her bomb contained more than seven hundred materials. It had taken decades to refine, had been compressed to an extreme degree, and had undergone various enhancements. Once detonated, it could even destroy a small star system!
A battle between mechanists differed from an ordinary martial warrior's battle. They primarily relied on the various mechanical treasures on their bodies.
Mister Iron Hand had multiple sensors on his body that could detect the activation of various mechanical effects, allowing him to judge an enemy mechanist's movements and respond in advance. The instant Divine Calculator's Disciple activated the bomb, his sensors immediately sounded an alarm—the highest-level alarm.
"Force interruption!"
Mister Iron Hand activated the interference devices on his body, trying to interrupt the bomb on Divine Calculator's Disciple and prevent its detonation. But he failed. The bomb had already entered its countdown phase and would explode in three seconds.
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