Another Side. 20 · [Skill · Forge]

Foreword:

[A warrior is never alone!]

[ --Jason Megan]

[Part 1 - Jump Up!]

The scorching divine sword, like the sun piercing through the darkness, splashed out blazing flames that illuminated the pitch-black sea.

Su Ling: "Get moving!"

Xue Ming: "Crush it!"

Meteor: "Lift your leg!"

Yibu: "Keep moving forward!"

Katusha: "Sir! Why aren't you moving?"

Materialism, standing a thousand feet tall, remained frozen in place, unable to take a single step.

Jason was sweating profusely with anxiety.

The central control center of the brainstem block provided him with a free space of about four meters in diameter, which was originally intended for the chosen one.

The Soviet Union, together with ancient giants, contributed countless elements, fusing flesh and steel into one, all for the sake of today.

My right leg.

While resisting the Ice Man's ray jets, Jason noticed that his legs weren't behaving as well as he expected; they seemed to be still asleep. Even though thousands of diesel-powered steel muscles had awakened, the flesh part belonging to Surter was still suffering from the poison of the Immortal Lune.

Its legs were fully charged, and its mental skeleton was emitting golden-red flames. To help it walk in the mud, the Soviets dressed this giant in a pair of high heels. Its alloy feet were like the limbs of an elegant cat, composed of multiple toes and high heels.

"Don't rush," Wendy gently patted her employer's cheek. "Don't rush, don't rush, be as light as a feather! Be as light as a feather, get moving! Jason!"

Upon hearing Wendy's command, Jason immediately began running inside the giant "hamster ball".

He swung his arms vigorously, stood on tiptoe, and ran and jumped at the same time.

Heavy breathing came through the public channel to everyone's ears, and for a moment no one knew what had happened to the control room.

"Is there still a problem that hasn't been fixed, Ming Ge!?" Meteor, positioned in the left leg power unit, looked around the dashboard but found no fault signals.

Jiang Xueming from the Damage Control Department immediately replied, "No! There's no malfunction. Jason is driving such a big car for the first time; he needs time to get used to it!"

William was in the right leg power unit, didn't know what to say. The control panel of the avionics center was originally designed for Homo sapiens. When he, a giant, sat in the control panel, it was like sitting in a baby carriage. He could only sulk and then suddenly let out a roar like thunder.

"Jason! Stop! Give me Father's body! Give me the flames!"

Wendy: "Listen to him! He's Surter's son; he should be more adapted to materialism than you are!"

At that very moment--

--The enemies in the shallow sea all looked in this direction.

The Laughing Man seemed to realize the predicament of materialism; it clutched its wounded throat and still managed to let out a laugh that sounded like muffled thunder.

The Ice Man's possessions had just returned to his body and were breathing and regenerating. Seizing this precious moment, he retrieved his brother's weapon from the Dead Sea.

It groped its way through the mudflats and lifted up a huge iron net.

No--

--That wasn't a net; it was the Laughing Man's harp-shaped crossbow.

Meteor: "Will this work, William? Uncle Fireman needs to get up!"

An astonishing burst of energy erupted from the central control area of the cerebellum, and powerful bioelectric signals transformed into lightning, rushing through the bones and blood vessels.

It arrived at the power department where William was located and nearly electrocuted the giant, turning his hair into an afro.

The dashboards all stopped working. Almost simultaneously, Jiang Xueming slammed the circuit breaker in the damage control department, then turned the wheel on his right, sliding the chair in the control room toward the electrical center.

"William!" Meteor saw clearly from the porthole in the control room that his best friend had been struck by lightning and knocked unconscious on the spot. "Jason! What happened?!"

"I handed over control of my mental framework to him, it was like..." Jason described helplessly, "It was like transferring the power consumption of my brain to a leg. I never expected it to turn out like this!"

"Don't worry, we have backup pipelines." Jiang Xueming crossed a distance of 170 meters and arrived near the abdomen and liver of the materialist, which was the giant's power distribution center.

He ran back and forth in the spacious electrical room, his spirit arms like an incredibly precise differential machine. In just five seconds, he finished the work of cutting off and resetting the power, then jumped back onto the chair at the control panel and rushed back to the damage control center of his left arm via the cable rail.

The safety light on the right leg went out, and then golden flames reappeared.

The entire maintenance and repair work took no more than twenty seconds, but in those short twenty seconds, so much happened.

[Fehu·Rich Man] stretches out his hands from the ocean, and you can see the dark gold armor on his arms climbing up his rotting skin, turning into solid arm armor. He supports his brother Laughing Man, on the shoulder and hands him a large arrow, asking the Laughing Man to draw the bow and shoot with all his heart.

As the Ice Man called out to the decaying giant whose head was visible in the distance, he pulled a dark gold, pot-lid-shaped shield from under the Rich Man's knee.

They were fully armed and prepared to fight the fire-man Surter to the death.

The harp-shaped crossbow had 16 dark gold arrows densely attached to its 76 strings; these powerful projectiles were something that the metal fiber cloak could not possibly stop.

Jiang Xueming: "We must avoid them!"

"William! William Surter!" Meteor was about to leave the power department to wake William up with his fist by going to his partner's side.

"One more time!" William's roar nearly shattered the communications station's speaker, "One more time, Jason! One more time!"

Jason: "Really? Can you handle it?!"

William raised his right arm and punched the nerve endings in the power unit, causing the nuclear power facility at Materialist's knee to emit a low hum.

"I see vicious steel needles and iron arrows flying towards me! Believe me!"

Bu Liuxing: "You can't run on one leg! Jason! Share half of your materialistic rage with me!"

Jason: "I understand! A warrior is never alone!"

From the materialist helmet-shaped skull, the [V]-shaped antenna once again gathered powerful energy, which flowed towards the neck, turning into a blue flame that rushed through the torso and abdomen, and drilled into the core of the power unit in the legs.

The Materialist's legs erupted with dazzling light, and psionic fire almost burst forth from the gaps in his armor at the hips.

Looking out the porthole, the two giants in the power unit were trembling violently, their heads spiky from the giant's powerful bioelectricity.

William's eyes rolled back; he was about to lose consciousness again.

Meteor was laughing maniacally; Niflheim's spiritual pressure was putting his mind to an unprecedented test.

The warhead's Yibu had prepared for the worst. "Prepare close-range combat fire!"

"Can we intercept those arrows? They look to be over fifty meters long. Considering the caliber of cannonballs, that's outrageous." Xue Ming observed the harp-shaped bow in the far distance with the naked eye, and could only estimate the size of these iron arrows by using the giant's body as a reference.

It's doubtful that any modern weapon could alter their trajectory; should we simply take them head-on?

"Hahahahahahahahaha! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Bu Liuxing gripped the armrest of the control chair, unleashing a dazzling crimson spirit that merged with the flames. "Teacher A Ling was right! Laughter gives me strength! William, it's time for us to go!"

"I'm ready!" William said, as the half-body illusion of Surter emerged from his back, finally connecting with Jason Megan.

At the side skirt armor of the materialist structure, three constricted exhaust valves quickly opened. Drawn by the nuclear power center and diesel power assembly, they began to rotate slowly, using centrifugal force to fling out waste liquid, waste gas, and carbon deposits.

The flickering navigation lights followed the rapid rotation of the two axle discs, transforming into two dazzling wheels of light.

Materialism came alive at that moment!

It had relaxed shoulders and elbows, held a sword in both hands, and was wrapped in a bright red flag.

With knees slightly bent, he resembled a cannonball waiting to be fired.

Su Ling, who was stationed in the ammunition storage department, had rested enough. When she opened her eyes from a closed-eye state, she looked like a tigress that had just woken up.

At the same time, the partners located in the control centers of various parts of their limbs received team invitations.

The complex dashboard has been given a concise translation, and the muscle engine controlled by more than a hundred nerve contacts has been given a detailed explanation.

The distant, Death Giant have bright red health bars above their heads—they are killable units.

The Laughing Man's action of drawing back the crossbow is accompanied by a very prominent charging time indicator; following the movement of the strings, this shooting action is about to reach its end.

All the fog cleared up in an instant.

All fear vanished in an instant.

With a pounding fist, she struck the valve switch of the ammunition storage compartment, listening to the clanging of steel teeth against steel shafts. The oil pipeline, connected to the underground oil tank by the umbilical cord in her abdomen more than fifty meters below her chest and lungs, finally completed its work.

When a baby leaves its mother and enters the world, the first thing that happens during its true birth is cutting the umbilical cord.

The great arrow, as it left the bowstring, evoked the roar of Death God.

They were enormous cannonballs of exaggerated size, like landscape rocks, their supple gold twisting and trembling unnaturally as they pierced the air, flicking their tails like fish, breaking the sound barrier in an instant, and flying toward the brain of materialism.

All Jason could see were bright red warning signals.

Then! The sky and the earth lit up!

In the instant materialism takes flight, a dazzling flame erupts from the base of those elegant high heels—

--It was burning, flames spreading from the rocket engine nozzle on its heel all the way down to its calf and thigh.

Flames rose from the sides of the shoulder blades on its back, lifting the hundreds-of-meters-tall steel monster off the ground and into the air!

Meteor and William are roaring.

"Light as a swallow! Light as a swallow! Oh!----------"

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!----------"

Materialism's umbilical cord was left far behind; the wound at the navel closed and was covered, turning into thick alloy armor, into a ball of bright red flame.

The energy released from its calves and thighs during its launch nearly leveled the remaining buildings of RSH, leaving a mushroom cloud resembling a miniature nuclear explosion.

The sound of exploding shells echoed as the heels left the mud. When it soared into the air, one could see this enormous mountain flying overhead from the beach. Its sexy, fiery high heels had sixty-six peony-shaped cannon barrels on the soles. These blank shells were specially prepared for leaping into the air to clear the mud!

The large arrow grazed almost the lower half of Materialism's body.

--They crashed into the distant mountains, triggering an avalanche.

Three arrows struck Materialist's right shin, nearly shattering the armor on one side of his tibia.

It tilted and lost its balance in mid-air, but the flames showed no sign of going out; instead, they intensified!

Meteor: "William! Hang in there!"

William was stunned by the powerful impact, and the seatbelt could no longer restrain the giant. He slammed his head into the pressure relief valve lever on the side, immediately bleeding from a head wound. However, he regained his senses in less than half a second. In the instant he felt the pain, he was ready to fight back!

"I'm fine! I've never been better!"

Jason yelled, "Load live ammunition into the heel drive unit!"

This 788 meters is the number representing the relative distance between Materialism and the Ice Man under the influence of the [Phoenix]'s spiritual power.

It went to zero in just a few seconds!

Meteor: "Take this!"

William: "Peony Flying Kick!"

Seeing that materialism had been thwarted in mid-air, the Laughing Man burst into laughter again.

The "ha" sound was only half-uttered...

--It looked up and saw the Fire Brothers breaking the sound barrier; the immense mass generated a mudslide tsunami.

Sparks flew from the flywheel of the ammunition belt, and thunderous roars erupted from the feet of the Peony Flower 203 artillery crew.

A pair of high heels slammed into the Laughing Man's face, crushing the rotting giant into the mud of the Dead Sea.

--Yibu, whose right arm is equipped with a warhead, and the Slavic lads shouted their battle cry in unison.

"Hurrah!--"

Before the steel feet even touched the ground, the golden sword, carrying an impact force of almost ten million tons, sliced through the Ice Man's round shield and arm!

[Part 2 - Cut it open!]

It cuts its way forward along the massive arm, aiming to transform this millennia-old ice into a hot spring volcano!

Rotten chunks of flesh and broken bones became obstacles in the path of the sword, with only the mournful roar of the muscle engine and the alarm of the nuclear power plant overloaded!

"Give me the flame! Jason!" Jiang Xueming was about to unleash his best skills and begin the butchering process; he was an expert in dissecting flesh.

Yibu: "Me too!"

The men in the combat unit repeatedly struck the nerve endings, as if they were beating a steel gong to boost morale.

Iason! And us too!

The sparks that had been shooting out from the Ice Man's shoulder and upper arm finally stopped moving, and the blade could no longer penetrate even a fraction further.

The current bursting from the [V]-shaped antenna surged into his arms, and at that moment Jiang Xueming almost felt his soul form a mysterious connection with the fire-man Surter.

The intense electric shock caused his muscles to twitch uncontrollably, but he could hold on! He could endure it!

The moment of regaining consciousness--

--Xue Ming's ethereal body and real body engaged in a four-handed attack, with rain-like fist shadows striking hundreds of nerve contacts.

Materialism's left arm immediately released the sword hilt that was stuck in the Ice Man's flesh. The Corrupt Giant's screams of pain made people's eardrums bleed, but hearing was no longer important at this moment. Even without using his ears, Xue Ming could hear Jason's voice.

Twenty-four Lapis Lazuli connect to the central nervous system of the fire-man Surter, and the scorching spiritual pressure emanating from his spiritual skeleton fuses them into one.

The steel palm cleaved the flexible, high-temperature blade in two, catching it firmly before it hit the ground.

--It was instantly forged by the little fireman into a Roman battle sword from a clumsy longsword.

On the other side, [Fehu·Rich Man]'s iron fist immediately swung out!

Before its massive limbs could crash into the head of Materialism, they were deflected by a salvo from the right arm's warhead. The [Rich Man's] rash attack caused half of its body to lose its balance. Golden liquid gushed from various parts of its body, and the "little golden men," like appendages of the Ice Man, quickly transformed into helmets to protect its vitals!

Yibu roared, "Take this! Rocket Punch!"

The large shell at the right elbow joint of the main warhead detached, and the nuclear-heat-driven R7 rocket engine burst forth with rings of azure flames!

The deep rumble quickly turned into a high-pitched howl!

The rich man's mind, which was already heading towards materialism, surged forward with his whole body's vigorous momentum, and his helmet exploded the moment it received the counter-punch!

This was a head-on collision between steel and gold. The enormous internal energy had nowhere to go, and the high temperature generated at the contact surface of the warhead almost evaporated and melted the gold. The sound waves separated the seawater and mud, stirring up thousands of waves.

In the pitch-black, muddy water, at the control panel of the left arm damage control unit, Xue Ming had already swung his deadly knife.

The Ice Man, holding his tattered shield, raised his hand axe, ready for a second round of battle.

--I never expected it to be over already!

The nimble Roman sword thrust towards the Ice Man's skull, towards the Gate of Death!

It immediately raised its shield to block all the vicious stabs aimed at the Immortal Lune. The originally powerful steel arm turned halfway, and the roar of the engine and the whistling of the pressure relief valve turned it into a venomous snake, slicing along the soft flesh of the Ice Man's shield all the way to the armpit, heading straight for the heart and lung system in the left chest cavity.

The sword transformed into a torrent of scorching iron, crashing into the Ice Man's chest cavity, bypassing the ribs and shattering his spine.

It cried out in despair, its strength failing it, and its legs buckled, about to collapse.

The Death God's arm abandoned its blade, spewing crimson flames from its Five Fingers and palm, hammering and forging along the edges of the dark gold shield, combining the small round shield with a battle sword, transforming it into a forging hammer.

The Ice Man was still breathing heavily as he knelt on the ground, but he found that he couldn't breathe at all. His lower respiratory tract and trachea had completely separated, and there was no chance for him to breathe or have his blood return.

Xue Ming tossed the hammer into the air, watching it soar high over the head of materialism.

The right arm's warhead caught the hammer and delivered a decisive blow to the rich man's iron helmet.

As the gale and waves struck again, the Ice Man, Gate of Death completely off guard, was pushed gently towards the beach by Xue Ming.

The Immortal Lune pulled its body back to its original location, but left its bones elsewhere!

The steel hand of materialism suddenly gripped the Ice Man's wrist bone, tearing out the broken sword and bone together—it was the scythe of materialism!

Death God finally drew its blade, hanging upside down in front of the Ice Man's neck.

Just a brief mention--

--Hagalaz, the Ice Man, had half of his face slowly slide down his spine.

Black blood and the corpse of the Madness Butterfly cascaded down from the wound like a waterfall!

It's completely dead!