Strong Assault I

These fifteen Mecha Guardians were technological creations of that ancient civilization. Unlike ordinary Artificial Intelligence, the Engine Terminals implanted within their bodies were exceptionally powerful. Not only could they distinguish friend from foe on their own, but through unique built-in algorithms, they could also achieve the effect of driving dark energy. They could be considered low-end versions of a Gene System.

After dark energy was introduced into their bodies and processed by the Engine Terminals, the converted energy shot out from emitters beneath the scales on their surfaces. The high-temperature laser beams were thin and dense, supplemented by tracking and targeting. Even to a Spacefaring Civilization, they posed no small threat. Felinton had paid a considerable price to bring them back.

After the Mecha Guardians were brought back, the Federation's scientific research department, led by Bang Ni, began studying them. After nearly two years, they had only cracked two or three levels of the engines' permissions. The core sections remained locked due to technological limitations, affecting the engines' processing speed and preventing them from displaying even half of their original combat power.

Once the battle began, Andre was the first to move. He held his broadsword before him and pushed forward through the barrage of laser beams. When the laser energy ran out, he had reached the Mecha Guardian. Just as he was about to bring down his sword and cut it apart, his blade suddenly turned, blocking the laser shot from behind while he borrowed the force to unleash a savage side kick.

With a thunderous bang, the force behind Andre's blow was immense. The metal scales around the waist and ribs of the Mecha Guardian that had attacked him first instantly exploded and caved in. Its body bent sideways like a shrimp and flew away, knocking over two "companions" along the way.

After dealing with his opponent, Andre began seeking his next target. When the corner of his eye caught a brilliant flash behind and to his right, he did not hesitate. He swung his broadsword in a full circle, the muscles in his arms bulging as he shouted and hurled it away.

Bzzz...

Screech...

The broadsword turned into a spinning wheel and smashed viciously into the laser beams. The two did not remain locked for long. Borrowing its momentum, the spinning wheel moved at tremendous speed. After a series of teeth-grating sounds, the laser beams split in two like chopped bamboo.

Seeing this, the Mecha Guardian's compound eyes flickered red. It was just about to drive dark energy for another counterattack when a flash of silver passed before it. Its body suddenly stiffened. After several eerie seconds of silence, its chassis began to shift apart from the middle. Finally, with two bangs, it fell toward the seabed below.

Bzzz... smack!

Andre reached out and caught the returning broadsword in his hand. Without even looking at the Mecha Guardian, he acted as though he had done something trivial.

Though he usually looked somewhat dense, his combat instincts were exceptionally sharp. His attacks were decisive and clean, his gaze keen as he took in every movement around him. He had become like an entirely different person.

Gus, watching from afar, could not help curling his lips. The reason A Lie had caught the Angel King's eye probably had something to do with this, too~

After a brief sigh, he turned toward the five Mecha Guardians surrounding him. He gave a disdainful snort, and with a flick of his wrist, transported out a Standard Longsword.

At the same time, the five Mecha Guardians moved. They split into two groups. The arms of two of them rippled as their metal scales detached and elongated. Before long, their arms had transformed into two black longswords. Then, the Propulsion Devices beneath their feet blasted the air into circular vortices, and they dove toward Gus like missiles.

"Hmph!" Gus snorted coldly. Holding his sword with both hands level with his shoulders, he lowered his body slightly. His wings beat twice with force, and the powerful reverse thrust gave him enough momentum. Like rushing thunder and lightning, he shot between them as though teleporting.

The two Mecha Guardians lost their target, but their built-in engines quickly issued revised instructions. They turned sharply in midair, their black blades gleaming with Black Light as they continued their attack.

Gus ignored the sharp edge stabbing toward his back. His wings beat up and down, and he flew toward the other three Mecha Guardians that were gathering energy.

Ssh! Ssh!

At the same time, the Mecha Guardians that had been charging forward abruptly froze as though struck by a paralysis spell. Distinct sword marks appeared and spread across their bodies until they ran through their entire waists. After two slicing sounds, their torsos separated, and the red glow in their compound eyes fell into lifeless silence. The black blades were now only inches from Gus, yet it was as though a heavenly chasm lay between them. They could no longer advance even half an inch.

To make fights more entertaining in movies, scenes often showed two or more people brawling with every punch landing on flesh and every slash drawing blood. But reality was not like that. Battle was ever-changing in an instant, and favorable opportunities vanished in a flash. Once an enemy's weakness was discovered or found, one would strike without hesitation.

Both Gus and Andre had come off the battlefield, so they understood this principle well.

The scene shifted to Hua Zhen.

The Research Base stood right ahead, and some of its research achievements were waiting for him—especially the technique of Wormhole Transportation itself. Its principle was simple, but limited by technology, he had been unable for eight years to develop a simple algorithmic formula that could be applied to himself. The feeling of knowing the method yet being unable to obtain it was imaginable.

As the saying went, what could not be obtained was what stirred the heart most. That feeling of being full of regret with nowhere to vent it was unbearable. But now, Felinton had cracked this technology. As long as he entered the base, it would become his. How could Hua Zhen not feel excited and impatient...

Hua Zhen paid no attention to the five Mecha Guardians circling him like wingmen. He did not even spare a glance for the dense rain of lasers pouring down upon him. With a fierce beat of his wings, he rapidly closed in on the structure, and the faint sound of wind and thunder echoed around him.

Logically speaking, no matter how much Hua Zhen accelerated, he should not have been able to surpass the speed of light. Yet surprisingly, when those lasers reached within half a meter of him, before they could have any effect, they were swallowed by the rippling distortions around his body without leaving a trace.

It was not difficult to guess that Hua Zhen was behind such a strange scene. During the lasers' flight, the energy particles composing them had already been targeted, analyzed, and broken apart by him, then fed one by one into Wormhole Space—the technique of Wormhole Decomposition.

This required some explanation. The Gene System within a Super Warrior could be regarded as a foundational program library capable of storing and absorbing various programs. If commonly used algorithmic formulas were saved and implanted into this program library, then as long as a Super Warrior issued the corresponding command, the library would automatically help complete all kinds of complex calculations. In other words: command issued, program triggered!

There was no need to waste time and effort recalculating everything. This was also the main reason Hua Zhen could so easily break down and disperse the rain-like laser beams.

To explain further, when angels upgraded the genes within their bodies, it was essentially the process of implanting various algorithmic formulas into their Gene Engines. The more formulas implanted, the greater the abilities they could display. That was why angels of the same First Generation Angel level could possess vastly different strength...

The Engine Terminals inside the Mecha Guardians clearly could not analyze why the lasers had failed, so they could only issue another command and launch a new round of concentrated fire at Hua Zhen.

The structure was roughly four or five kilometers away, but for a First Generation Angel like Hua Zhen, it was only an instant away. The building enclosing the base was extraordinarily grand, its smooth surface constructed from an unknown metal. It was impossible to probe what lay within from the outside.

A piercing alarm faintly sounded from within the base. Hua Zhen glanced indifferently back at the pursuing Mecha Guardians, a cold curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. "You've been hitting me for so long. It's time you learned what it means to return it in kind!"

With that, he extended an arm. The calculations his Gene System had previously paused resumed, and enormous wormhole ripples appeared. The laser energy particles fired at him by the Mecha Guardians rapidly reassembled and condensed.

"Whoosh~"

In an instant, an incomparably thick laser beam abruptly shot out from the ripples. Violent energy poured forth freely, moisture in the air rapidly evaporated, and the laser's intense heat blurred the surrounding space.

"Rumble~~"

The scene of the structure being blasted apart did not occur, because the laser beam struck the Light Energy Barrier protecting it. Even nuclear bombs could not break this thing open, and lasers had little effect on it.

"Cosmic Class technology has already made Light Energy Barrier technology commonplace. I actually forgot about that. But..." Hua Zhen snorted softly. "This thing alone still can't stop me!"

With that, he slowly raised his palm. The Dark Sacred Silver Dagger appeared atop it through his transportation. After spinning wildly for a moment, Hua Zhen's gaze sharpened, and he flicked his finger forward. "Go~"