Not only that, as large amounts of Blood Mist emerged from the battleship, its Defensive Shield shook violently. Its Spatial Interference function was pushed to the limit, trying to disrupt Space Teleportation—the Main Battleship's Defensive Shield had never been breached; it merely had a hole in it.
Facing the Blood Mist's attack, Claire remained completely calm. She controlled fifty Unmanned Armors to fly out, then the Arc Reactors in their chests all collapsed, forming small Black Holes.
Afterward, those small Black Holes fused together into a medium-sized Black Hole. All the Blood Mist flew uncontrollably toward it. No matter how frantically it struggled, it was useless.
Without the Blood Mist's interference, Claire and the others all teleported away. Spatial Interference had failed to stop this teleportation. Space Technology combined with Space Ability made the battleship's Spatial Interferer utterly inadequate.
That was not the end. After Claire and the others teleported away, all the remaining Unmanned Armors jumped into the Black Hole. The Black Hole expanded wildly. Not only was the Blood Mist devoured, even the alloy bulkheads began to twist and deform, flying toward the Black Hole.
"Fuck."
Chthon could not help swearing. Tony Stark was far too devious, wasn't he? He had actually prepared such a Trump Card. Did the lives of Unmanned Armors not count as lives?
Of course the lives of Unmanned Armors did not count as lives. They had no self-awareness. Their purpose was to serve humanity, and this time, their mission was to act as cannon fodder.
Chthon had no choice but to control the Control Altar to rise from the ground and suppress the Black Hole. If the Black Hole kept expanding, this battleship might be destroyed.
Because of the Black Hole, Chthon lost a massive amount of Blood Mist. However, that did not