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"Their objective is clear: wipe us out and seize the Dragon Ball." A glint of resolve flashed in Little Bird's eyes. "Fighting them head-on is suicide. We have to take the initiative and use ourselves as bait to lure these behemoths away from this ruined city."
As soon as the words left Little Bird's mouth, light flashed around all three of them. Their casual clothes instantly reconfigured into their signature yellow, gold-trimmed high-tech combat suits. Several miniature planes resembling toys appeared in their hands, then rapidly expanded as energy poured into them, becoming aerial vehicles equipped with nuclear propulsion systems.
The three leaped onto the wings. Roaring engines split the night sky as their craft shot like arrows toward the enormous, pale moon overhead, disappearing deep into its shadow.
On the ground, Angelina witnessed the stunning scene. Seeing their equipment transform into sleek, futuristic shapes before they rode those bizarre aircraft into the sky left her utterly dumbfounded. She pressed her palms tightly together, repeatedly murmuring, "Bless us, Bodhisattva." Her lips trembled, her face filled with disbelief and profound awe.
High above, Fayan Luo steadied himself, gathering high-energy particles at his fingertips. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. Dozens of Nanorockets screamed outward, trailing flames as they struck the armored formations on the ground with pinpoint accuracy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Successive blasts rang out, flames surging skyward amid billowing smoke. Twenty heavy rocket-launcher vehicles were torn apart in an instant, reduced to burning heaps of scrap. Yet farther away, the enemy's ten thousand vehicles continued their advance in densely packed ranks, like a swarm of locusts. The sound of their tracks crushing rubble was like a demonic whisper, drawing closer with every moment.
The girl's fingertips trembled slightly, and the air rippled.
Rather than attack directly, she used her