Sweat Explosion Gomodole

Gomodole's face was alight with murderous excitement. His right arm was spread wide, his fist clenched, scarlet firelight leaking madly through his fingers. Lü Zhi and Feilusa's expressions changed in an instant.

"Hey! Are you trying to attack us too!?"

Feilusa shouted a booming warning.

"Didn't I already tell you to get out of the way!?"

Gomodole threw back his head and laughed. Not only did his dive not slow, it accelerated instead. He clearly had little concern for his companions' safety.

"This lunatic."

Lü Zhi cursed under his breath with an irritated frown, then bent low and shot backward in retreat.

"Honestly, I can't stand this!"

Feilusa complained with displeasure, yet he did not leave his spot. Instead, he tucked his head inside the vehicle body and released a powerful ability field over his armored frame, assuming a fully defensive posture.

"Hahahaha!"

Gomodole dove all the way down in high spirits. Once he had closed to within fifty meters of the ground, he violently flung the long-charged scarlet firelight in his hand toward the snowy slope of the ridge where Weimeng had fled.

The true form of that firelight was a mass of scalding liquid. It looked like a compressed lump of lava, but was actually sweat Gomodole had condensed in his palm.

After Gomodole hurled it with a wide one-armed swing, the scalding sweat expanded and stretched through the air into a vast arcing barrage. Blazing with dazzling scarlet firelight, it blanketed the entire snowy ridge slope where Feilusa stood, ultimately unleashing a carpet-bombing barrage of firepower.

Rumble——!

This Sweat Explosion of Gomodole's covered an area of over ten thousand square meters. Its terrifying power far surpassed the modern conventional missiles of the Holy Light Pure Land. In only an instant, it vaporized every bit of snow and