Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The trap went off right on schedule—no accidents, no mistakes. The canyon suddenly narrowed, compressing the pursuing enemy formation along with it. The fan-shaped Golden Powder Bullets spread out like insignificant dust, yet those tiny particles could inflict devastating damage on the enemies pursuing from behind.
The motorcycle-shaped high-speed ground robots immediately began to wobble, swaying this way and that, unable to regain their balance. The spindle-shaped Mechanical Airships streaming in one after another also descended into chaos like headless flies. The scorching golden powder plastered their heads and faces like granular lava, damaging their communications, control, and power modules alike.
Boom!
The swaying flying shuttles crashed and exploded. The motorcycle robots overturned and collided, igniting great swathes of fire.
"Ha ha!" On the armored vehicle handling rear sniping, a tall, burly bald man cheered gleefully at the explosions. "Die, you sons of bitches!"
But the next moment, with a biu, a ray pierced the air. A blue beam instantly sliced across the burly man.
With a boom, the burly man exploded on the spot, severed at the waist.
His upper body spun through the air, but the next moment, a steel cable shot out from beside him and accurately wrapped around him. The one who acted was tall and lean, his right hand gripping the side of the vehicle to cling on while his left launched the cable from beneath his wrist, like a cyberpunk version of Spider-Man.
Pshoo, pshoo! The steel cable reeled back, and he steadily caught the burly man's upper body. Looking at him again, the man was still somewhat dazed as he blankly said, "My ass hurts."
"It won't, because you don't have an ass anymore." Cyber Spider-Man looked toward the rear of the convoy. The burly man's lower half rolled onto