Upon seeing this, the Dharma King immediately prepared to unleash Thunderbolt attack as support.
Qin Ze said, "No rush."
Although the Dharma King did not unleash the power of thunder upon hearing this, he was still gathering his strength, ready to launch a bombardment at any moment.
Bang bang bang bang--
Fist-shaped marks appeared on the surface of the nanobug cover.
Each punch was accompanied by a deafening Sonic Boom.
The surrounding void was shattered one after another, creating one empty void after another.
Qin Ze exclaimed, " Level Nine Martial Artist is indeed terrifying."
The Magician crossed his arms and said, "Isn't it because Brother Devour is too supermodel?"
"Which Level Nine Martial Artist could punch Apostle on the head?"
The shield formed by the nanites was initially somewhat resilient, but as Brother Devour activated his Lightning Plasma mode, the nanites were riddled with holes.
The rapid friction between the fist and the air generated a series of sparks that ignited the swarm of insects. The flames then spread from the Sidelines the hole to the entire swarm, filling the air with the pungent smell of burning metal.
" The Brother Devour's stats are too high."
"As it turns out, as long as the numbers are high enough, even primitive humans can easily defeat the Trisolarans."
"Can you even play without disenchanting it?"
" The Son of the Version is nothing but a little brother compared to Brother Devour."
"I'm not envious at all, there's always Niuniu coming along."
"..."
Although the clones claimed they weren't envious, their sourness was practically overflowing the Local Area Network.
As the nano-shell gradually shattered, the scene inside came into view.
The robot was dismantled into a pile of parts, with burning circuit boards and broken components falling through the bottom of the swarm of nanobots.
The poor child was left with only half a body, like a tattered scarecrow hanging in a wheat field, swaying in the wind.
Upon seeing this, the Dharma King released his energy reserves. "Could it be that they really came to say hello to us?"
The Mist Lord said coldly, "Have you ever seen a weasel kindly offer New Year's greetings to a chicken?"
Why didn't he come out and say hello when we were with my Second Sister?
"Just go for it."
Splash--
Brother Devour tore the remaining half of the robot's body to shreds with force, tossing it away like trash.
At the same time, the surrounding swarm of nanobots also burned to ashes, leaving only a pile of debris floating in mid-air.
The Brother Devour was still eager to see where his limits were, having just broken through, but the robot was clearly not a suitable testing ground.
A Bing was baffled. "Is this guy crazy? He traveled all this way just to get himself killed?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "He's a robot now, just like you, without a brain."
Just as Brother Devour was about to head back, streams of nanobots suddenly surged from the shattered void around him.
Several streams of insects converged, forming a smooth silver carpet that linked together all the floating debris.
The swarm of insects carried the remains to one spot, instantly forming a brand-new robot.
The stream of insects beneath his feet flowed like a whip toward Brother Devour, giving him a solid Asian-style bondage.
"Stay calm."
The robot smiled slightly at Brother Devour, its red, round electronic prosthetic eyes narrowing into slits.
The insects on Brother Devour's body solidified instantly, sealing Brother Devour into a terracotta warrior.
Seeing this, the robot nodded in satisfaction. "Good, finally I can speak to you calmly."
Immediately, the robot looked at Qin Ze: "I must say, your men are like animals when they go berserk."
Qin Ze said expressionlessly, "You'd better find out; my Second Sister is the boss of the Myriad Races Black Market."
The robot said calmly, "I'm here to make a deal with you."
trade?
The image of the Magic Conch involuntarily flashed through Qin Ze's mind.
Why are so many people wanting to trade with him lately?
The robot looked at the Miss Sword Case on Qin Ze's back. "I want that Sword Case case. You can name your price."
Miss Sword Case was taken aback, not expecting it to be aimed at her.
The robot's words were full of temptation. " Soul Orb, Martial Artifact, or power, even my current position in the Myriad Races Black Market."
"Even immortality, I can give you all of that."
Qin Ze frowned. The God of Machinery had set his sights on Miss Sword Case; this was not good.
As a former Pillar God, the old man naturally knew the origins of Miss Sword Case.
It's wishful thinking to think you can take the Miss Sword Case from him.
"Get lost, go find somewhere cool to stay."
Miss Sword Case was delighted to hear this. Seeing Qin Ze's domineering and decisive demeanor, she thought to herself that he truly deserved to be her best friend.
The robot sighed, "I'm sorry, you rejected my kindness."
As he finished speaking, crisscrossing yellow Divine Markings slowly emerged on his metallic skin.
A giant mechanical gear materialized in the void behind him, with several smaller gears on its surface driving its rotation.
Four mechanical arms extend from the four corners, continuously assembling various armors onto the robot.
In just a second or two, a silver mech was assembled.
The Spirit Walker's clone's eyes lit up. "I want to open him!"
The robot looked down at him condescendingly. "Before supreme divine power, even the strongest warrior is but a lowly ant."
Bang--
The robot's head suddenly exploded.
Brother Devour clenched his fist. "Stop pretending, you idiot."
The nanobots remained attached to Brother Devour, but they did not affect his physical movements in any way.
A cannon was assembled from the gears, and with a "boom," it blasted a large hole in the Brother Devour's chest.
At the same time, two robotic arms secured Brother Devour and lifted him up.
Its casual appearance made it seem as if it were hanging a piece of dried cured meat.
A large number of silver nanobots poured out of the gap in the robot's neck, forming a new head.
"This is the power of the God of Machinery."
A Bing scoffed, "Use your dog eyes to see the power of the Pretty God."
A handful of Smiley Face Pollen was flung onto Brother Devour, and his wounds healed instantly.
Immediately afterwards, Brother Devour activated its beast form, and its powerful body shattered the mechanical arm.
In the brief moment the robot was stunned, Lightning Plasma had already arrived.
No matter how fast Brother Devour, a swarm of nanobots always gathers at the point where his fist lands, dissipating his power.
Boom--
A thunderclap in a clear sky.
A bolt of lightning struck the robot's head, and a dense current exploded on its body, causing the swarm of nanobots to freeze for half a second.
Brother Devour unleashed a smooth combo, carving several dents into the smooth surface of the mech.
The four mechanical arms began to fire, but Brother Devour did not defend itself, letting the heavy punches fall.
At this moment, only two words were on his mind: attack, attack, and more attack.
The robot gradually lost its smugness, realizing that something was wrong as the fight progressed.
The guy in front of me has improved his physical body a lot compared to three years ago, and his recovery speed is extremely fast.
Even with a swarm of nanobots, he wouldn't gain any advantage by trading blows.
The plan to seize the Sword Case with the force of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves is clearly no longer feasible.
Thunderclouds gathered, and suddenly dozens of bolts of lightning struck down in succession.
The Dharma King moved back and forth in the lightning, quickly appearing behind the robot.
"I am thunder!"
Lightning suddenly erupted from the Dharma King's chest, and the violent power of lightning roared as it rushed towards the robot's waist.