Gipsy Danger's attack did not last long. Even so, by the time Chen Mo stopped, Obsidian Fury had already been completely crippled.
Its entire body had lost all strength. If Chen Mo had not been holding its head, it would have collapsed to the ground long ago.
Grabbing Obsidian Fury's head from behind with one hand, Chen Mo controlled Gipsy Danger to reach for Obsidian Fury's dented facial armor with the other.
Under the powerful mechanical force, five steel fingers slowly sank into Obsidian Fury's deformed facial armor. With a hard pull, they tore it off along with many components.
Casually tossing aside the twisted armor in his hand, Chen Mo lowered his head and looked into Obsidian Fury's head cockpit.
Inside, a pink lump of flesh covered in tentacles, resembling internal organs or some sort of mollusk, was lodged in the cockpit, constantly writhing. Vein-like tentacles extended in every direction, connected and fixed within the cockpit.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have imagined that the thing piloting Obsidian Fury against Gipsy Danger just now had been such a bizarre creature.
Gipsy Danger's earlier attacks on Obsidian Fury's head seemed to have inflicted considerable damage on it. Blue blood continuously flowed from the fleshy mass, while severed tentacles kept twitching in the air, blue blood likewise streaming from their ends.
As the cockpit opened, the fleshy mass struggled as though suffocating, writhing even more violently. Several broken tentacles flailed madly, splattering blue blood all over the cockpit.
But its movements soon slowed, and the flailing tentacles drooped limply. Like a heap of dead rotten flesh, it hung silently inside the cockpit.
That blue blood had already revealed the identity of this strange mass of flesh.
The blood inside the monsters that invaded