Charles stared intently at Chen Mo was suspended in mid-air.
That brief moment of contact nearly caused him to lose control of his mental energy.
It was just a brief touch, but those chaotic memories surged back through the mental connection, almost dragging his consciousness along with them.
" Erik, whatever you do, don't attack him."
Charles's voice resonated directly in Erik's mind.
"We'll retreat first, letting everyone who can still move leave this place. This person might be Germany -made, Supreme Class cyborg."
Erik maintained the raised hand gesture, his grey-blue eyes never leaving Chen Mo.
The metal spears suspended above the battlefield have been compressed. Tank armor, cannon barrels, and countless shrapnel mesh together, spinning at high speed in a magnetic field, with blue and white electric arcs constantly bursting from their surfaces.
Are you sure?
I can't enter his consciousness.
Charles's breathing became rapid.
"There's so much in there. Memories, energy, and many people who have died. I've never encountered a consciousness like this before."
Erik's fingers tightened slightly.
Charles has the ability to see into the minds of half the world, and so far, the only time he's ever been able to do so was with Siegfried, whose helmet could protect him. Now, this person who suddenly appeared doesn't even have any protective gear, yet he injured Charles with just his willpower.
This guy is definitely more dangerous than Siegfried.
But Erik wasn't going to give up immediately; he was still preparing his ultimate move.
Some of the shrapnel detached from the metal spear and pieced together to form three layers of arc-shaped barriers around Charles. The remaining metal continued to spin, and the spearhead slowly rose, aiming at Chen Mo was standing in mid-air.
Several Soviet Battleship Class cyborgs nearby also retreated to their positions.
"Everyone, retreat!"
Charles pressed his temples, his voice ringing in the minds of every Soviet soldier, "Leave the center of the battlefield, and don't look back!"
Some people instinctively looked at the officers, while many more had already dragged their wounded comrades and retreated along the broken trenches.
Chen Mo heard the exclamation.
" Supreme Class?"
Williams recalls that the Germany laboratory did indeed have this plan.
Battleship Class is merely the upper limit for mass-produced cyborgs, while Glory Class represents a select few who have successfully crossed the boundaries of life. As for the Supreme Class, it is the result of the ever-expanding ambitions of those Germany scientists.
What they wanted to create was no longer soldiers, but gods.
Clearly, the blond boy below had just touched himself with his mental energy and accidentally seen something that wasn't suitable for children.
Chen Mo didn't bother to explain, and his gaze swept over the three of them one by one.
Siegfried possesses immense golden-blue energy, and his physical strength far surpasses that of Williams. His helmet can also block mental energy; its alloy structure is worthy of study.
Charles's life energy wasn't particularly outstanding, but his mental fluctuations covered a significant portion of the battlefield. If he wanted, the enemy wouldn't even have a chance to pull the trigger.
Finally, there's Erik.
Chen Mo looked at the metal spear hanging in the air.
Almost all the metal on the battlefield was compressed into this spear. It was no longer just Magneto wielding an iron block and fighting using classical physics as depicted in the original film; the magnetic field was altering the internal arrangement of the metal, continuously increasing the spear's density and strength.
"This is way better than the younger version in the movie!"
Chen Mo stroked his chin.
If Erik were given a few more years, he might actually be able to pull satellites down from the sky and use them as bricks.
During this business trip related to World War II, the benefits and perks are still increasing.
On the ground, Siegfried was also observing Chen Mo.
He didn't know this person at all.
None of the people on Germany's existing list of Glory Class possess abilities comparable to Chen Mo. The so-called Supreme Class Project is far from complete; only the Mutants and the Führer are still fanatically pushing it forward. Even if the plan were to succeed, they wouldn't choose a yellow-skinned person as their new god.
However, Siegfried did not expose him.
The Soviet troops were retreating, Erik's prepared attack was also directed at Chen Mo. Regardless of which side this stranger belonged to, as long as they could get them to fight first, the German army could take the opportunity to break through the last line of defense.
" The Supreme Class has arrived on the battlefield!"
Siegfried raised his hand, and his voice traveled outwards through energy.
"The Empire's ultimate weapon will destroy all resistance. Advance! Slaughter them all!"
The German cyborgs scattered throughout the battlefield immediately rushed out of their bunkers.
Heavy footsteps echoed one after another.
Tank Class ships blocked the way, followed closely by Destroyer Class. Several cyborgs capable of releasing energy simultaneously raised their hands, and bullets and blue beams of light swept across the trenches, blasting towards the retreating Soviet troops.
Gunfire erupted from the Soviet positions.
He's lying.
Charles caught a glimpse of Siegfried's fleeting emotion emanating from outside his helmet.
There was no excitement of welcoming reinforcements, only malice after a successful scheme.
" Erik, he probably doesn't know who that person is either."
"But you said he was dangerous before."
"Yes."
Charles looked at Chen Mo. "I can't confirm where he came from, nor do I know why he's here. Once we withdraw our attack, he might go straight into position."
Erik did not respond.
Wire mesh, laboratory bench, incinerator.
The Germany have proven with countless lives that they will turn any usable force into a weapon. The black and red armor and the stench of blood on this man make it hard to believe he's just passing by.
Moreover, Siegfried was wary of him.
Someone who can make a Glory Class player hesitate to charge in directly is definitely not weaker than Glory Class player.
Erik moved his hand forward an inch.
The metal spear emitted a low hum.
Seeing the German troops begin to advance and hearing Siegfried's shouts, Chen Mo quickly understood his plan.
"Using me as a free shield?"
He looked at Siegfried and raised his hand in a gesture of respect.
Just as the telekinetic energy was deployed, preparing to pull the guy up from the ground, a sharp metallic clang suddenly swept across the entire battlefield.
Erik pushed his hands forward.
"Walk!"
The metal spear, tens of meters long, vanished from its original spot in an instant.
The soil exploded to both sides.
The rapidly spinning spearhead trailed a ring of air currents, with countless arcs of electricity coiling around its metal surface. Guns and shrapnel scattered along its path were swept up by the magnetic field and shattered into flying metal fragments in the next second.
The spearhead was aimed directly at Chen Mo's chest.
Siegfried had been waiting for this moment.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and he leaped up from the scorched earth. Golden and blue energy rapidly gathered, converging along his shoulders, arms, and fingers to his right fist.
The surrounding light was distorted as a result.
He caught up with the metal spear from the side, preparing to unleash all his accumulated power into Chen Mo's body as the spear tip struck him.
"Die!"
Two attacks arrived simultaneously.
Chen Mo stood in mid-air, his face covered by black and red armor.
He raised his hands.
The left hand holds down the rapidly spinning metal spearhead.
He met Siegfried's fist with his right hand.