At this moment.
At the bureau.
Captain Li Ying, who was sitting at the center of the conference room and directing all the Psionic Plainclothes Officers in combat, stared at the scene displayed on the surveillance screen before him. He could not help rising to his feet and shouting excitedly, "Damn it, they're only two Level 2 Psionic Warriors! When will reinforcements arrive?!"
Crackle!
Hearing this, the Psionic Plainclothes Officer operating a communications device looked up and said grimly, "Captain, according to reports from the team members providing support outside the Slums, it will take at least two minutes for them to reach the scene..."
Bang!
The next second, Captain Li Ying slammed his right hand onto the conference table. Blue psionic light flashed across his hand as he drove a fist print into the hardened tabletop.
Two minutes!
Li Ying knew perfectly well that two minutes was enough time for those powerful Half-demon warriors to tear Wang Zhong and Manni to pieces.
The Slums.
On a certain street.
Wang Zhong pulled Manni into a secluded corner beside an iron gate. At that moment, the seven Half-demon warriors were only ten meters away from them.
"This girl really is fragile!"
Even in such danger, Wang Zhong kept a grim expression and warily scanned his surroundings. Yet, from the corner of his eye, he continued watching Manni's condition.
Fear.
It was the only expression Wang Zhong saw on Manni's face.
At that, Wang Zhong sighed inwardly. If he had not encountered such monsters before, he might have been just as frightened as Manni.
But now?
There were only seven Half-demon warriors.
It was not as though Wang Zhong had never killed any before. Besides, that Level 3 Mechanical Warrior was already nearby. With just a thought from Wang Zhong, it would come to support him.
By the iron gate.
Roar! Roar!
Seeing the two fresh, delicious meals before them, the seven Half-demon warriors bared their fangs and drooled. Then they let out ferocious roars and charged toward Wang Zhong and Manni.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Wang Zhong watched the seven Half-demon warriors pouncing toward him. He shielded Manni behind his back, raised the Mechanical Firearm in his right hand, and fired fiercely at the nearest Half-demon warrior. "Die."
At that moment, Wang Zhong was a Psionic Plainclothes Officer loyally carrying out his duty!
Secretly, Wang Zhong communicated with his guard, Level 3 Mechanical Warrior · Night, in his mind. At the same time, he issued a Kill Command!
At the bureau.
When Captain Li Ying and the other Psionic Plainclothes Officers saw Wang Zhong fearlessly shooting at the enemy despite the danger of death, their eyes reddened with grief.
In just a few more seconds, they would witness this respectable colleague die in the line of duty.
Just as this sorrowful atmosphere filled the room!
Suddenly, a delighted shout rang through the conference room. "Wait! Look! Something seems to be happening!"
What?
Hearing that, everyone looked up at the surveillance screen in the center of the conference room. The next second, cries of alarm rose in unison.
"What is that? A black shadow?"
"Idiot!"
"That's our rescue!"
The Slums.
The seven Half-demon warriors were just about to charge in and kill Wang Zhong and Manni.
"Mechanical Warrior, begin slaughter!"
"Targets: the seven Half-demon warriors ahead!"
The pair of mechanical bionic eyes belonging to the Level 3 Mechanical Warrior standing near the iron gate suddenly glowed red. Having received this killing order from its creator, it launched into a charge.
Clack.
The Level 3 Mechanical Warrior's feet stomped heavily against the ground. The mechanical components within its body spun rapidly, unleashing powerful force. Its figure shot forward like a speeding motorcycle, carrying an irresistible impact as it raced toward the seven Half-demon warriors ten meters away.
Although this Level 3 Mechanical Warrior had been farther away from the Half-demon warriors, its terrifying speed allowed it to catch up to them in a single second!
There were no techniques!
There were no flashy moves!
Bang!
A dull impact echoed through the corner.
At that moment, three of the seven Half-demon warriors closest to Wang Zhong felt as if their bodies had been struck by a speeding motorcycle. A powerful force slammed into them from behind...
For a moment, they could not resist at all. They staggered several steps forward before being knocked straight to the ground.
At once, their bodies smashed fine cracks into the ground.
Had they been ordinary people, they would have died on the spot after being struck by such terrifying force.
So fast! So fierce!
At that moment, the Level 3 Mechanical Warrior was like a savage beast, charging recklessly through everything in its path!
But it was not over yet.
If it had been an ordinary Level 3 Psionic Warrior, they might have needed to stop and rest for a moment to catch their breath.
But this Level 3 Mechanical Warrior was a Mechanical Creation. It did not know fatigue, nor did it need to breathe!
Thus, without slowing its steps, the Level 3 Mechanical Warrior twisted its body and threw a brutal punch at the face of the stunned Half-demon warrior to its left.
Boom!
In an instant, the punch, containing a full fifteen hundred pounds of force, struck the Half-demon warrior's face with force capable of shattering anything.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the Half-demon warrior's head burst apart like a watermelon.
A single punch carried fifteen hundred pounds of force!
That was the power of this Level 3 Mechanical Warrior. Combined with its mechanical body, the force of that punch was even more terrifying.
After all, judging solely from its combat power, this Level 3 Mechanical Warrior was already far stronger than many Level 3 Psionic Warriors. It was even comparable to a Half-step Level 4 Psionic Warrior!
Roar! Roar!
Watching the Level 3 Mechanical Warrior easily kill one of their companions, the remaining six Half-demon warriors roared and retreated to the side. They ground their teeth, flexed their claws, and glared viciously at the Level 3 Mechanical Warrior.
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