Vroom, vroom!
The roar of the engine starting rang in Chen Feng's ears. He checked the dashboard. First-Generation Crimson couldn't recharge on solar power inside the underground base, so he had prepared himself for a dead battery.
"Good news: seven percent battery left. More than I expected."
"Bad news: First-Generation Crimson has an AT Field that makes him immune to all attacks as long as he has energy. Did Number Zero still get killed with that?"
Chen Feng checked the system panel. First-Generation Crimson had five forms in total:
The first was mecha form: eighty meters tall and 6,122 tonnes, much like the mecha used to fight giant monsters in Pacific Rim.
The second was armor form, which could fit snugly around a person's body like the Iron Man Armor in Iron Man.
The third was transport form, which could transform into a ship, sports car, plane, or flying saucer like the Autobots in Transformers.
The fourth was ultimate form, which required 1,000 system points to unlock. It could turn into a 160-kilometer colossus form equipped with star-burst rank weapons such as Planetary Devastation, Angel of Serenity, and Neutron Annihilation. A casual strike could destroy a planet.
The fifth form, god version, couldn't even be viewed.
"Just what you'd expect from something worth five hundred points."
"Other than being expensive, it has no flaws."
And being expensive wasn't a flaw in Number Zero or First-Generation Crimson. It was Chen Feng's own flaw.
Chen Feng checked the arsenal:
First-Generation Crimson had an energy weapon shaped like a Green Dragon Crescent Blade. Its tip consisted of a highly concentrated particle beam, capable of cutting through surface rank opponents like chopping vegetables, and its size could adjust to match each form.
For defense, there was the AT Field light shield. As long as