"Eh?"
The first to sense that something was wrong was neither the group of Symbionts nor the powerful algorithmic robots, but a mysterious, somewhat carefree interstellar cowboy.
Jack Ryan blocked Walter Two's whip kick and glanced behind him. Although the interstellar station appeared unchanged, he could vaguely sense that it was the source of the bone-chilling feeling.
"Ma'am, I suggest you leave while you can. Otherwise, something unpleasant might happen here."
Walter Two let out a cold laugh. The mechanical joints in her leg sprang open, and dozens of alloy chains shot out. These alloy chains seemed to possess a "subspace" property. Once fired, they fused with space, making them impossible for ordinary people to distinguish.
Jack Ryan's vigilance spiked. With a flick of his wrist, a whip wrapped in bioelectricity extended and lashed wildly at the surrounding space. When it struck the air, it produced the metallic clang of weapons colliding.
"Miss Replicant, how come I feel like I've seen this exoskeleton armor technology of yours in a planet-level laboratory belonging to some civilization?"
A cold glint flashed through Walter Two's eyes, and her attacks intensified.
"Those who know too much usually don't die well!!"
For some unknown reason, the robot leader, who had not rushed into the space station, had a screen on its face that was flashing red alarms wildly.
'Ultra-dangerous energy source detected'
'Ultra-dangerous energy source detected'
'Ultra-dangerous energy source detected'
Sure enough, the next moment, two biological magnetic fields first solidified. Like two meteors a thousand kilometers in diameter, they forcibly smashed their way out of the space station. One had to know that the station's walls were also nearly a thousand kilometers thick.
The next moment, thick, powerful branches of steel and iron thrust out from the space station. Visible gray energy roared forth