The moment the compressed metal spear struck Chen Mo, a sharp and ear-piercing roar echoed across the entire sky.
The jet-black spear continued to spin wildly under the influence of the magnetic field, thrusting and rubbing against the black and red armor. Sparks flew from Chen Mo's palm, scattering in all directions along the spear tip.
Meanwhile, Siegfried's fist came at the same time.
A large amount of golden-blue energy was compressed onto the fist. The energy, which was originally close to light, was compressed into a liquid state. Before the fist even landed, several cyborgs near the fist's path were already blown down by the force of the punch.
Siegfried's fist, which he was so confident could shatter mountains, stopped.
Chen Mo closed his five fingers and firmly grasped Siegfried's fist.
Two attacks, powerful enough to destroy an army and breach a city, were simultaneously blocked by him.
"You two work really well together!"
He glanced at the metal spear on his left, then at Siegfried on his right.
"What? Was all that fighting and killing just an act for me? You've been saving your ultimate move for me?"
The soldiers in the distant trenches stared blankly at the sky.
"He... he caught that thing?"
The veteran next to him opened his mouth.
That metal spear had appeared once before, piercing through the entire German defense line. How could it have been caught by one person with a single hand this time?
No, to be able to catch something like that head-on, is that guy even human?
"I saw it too."
The veteran paused for a moment, then added, "But I think I might have inhaled some Germany poison gas; it was all a hallucination before I died."
Erik's face grew increasingly pale, and blood began to seep from his nostrils.
He stretched his hands forward, his ten fingers trembling slightly from the force. Power surged into the magnetic field within his body, attempting to propel the spear forward.
No matter how much the magnetic field intensified, the spear tip could not pierce Chen Mo's palm.
It didn't even manage to create a crack, let alone penetrate armor.
"This is impossible..."
Erik gritted his teeth, the veins on his arms bulging, and even tears of blood streamed from his eyes.
The metal spear hummed and spun even faster.
Sparks flew together, and the ear-piercing friction sound echoed across the battlefield. The spear could not withstand the pressure of the two forces, and cracks gradually appeared on its surface, but Chen Mo's hand remained unmoved.
Charles pressed his temple.
" Erik, stop!"
"No."
Erik stared intently at Chen Mo, "Just a little bit more."
"It wasn't the other side that was almost killed! It was your life!"
Charles was able to sense Erik's condition.
His mental state was nearing its limit, and his body was constantly being overdrawn. If he continued to maintain this pace, it wouldn't be Chen Mo would collapse first, but himself.
Siegfried was equally unable to accept the outcome.
That punch had mobilized most of his internal energy. Let alone an ordinary Battleship Class cyborg, even a heavy fortress would be blasted through on the spot.
But Chen Mo casually raised his hand and blocked him.
What exactly are you?
Siegfried asked in a low voice.
He twisted his body suddenly and punched Chen Mo in the temple with his left fist from the side.
Chen Mo grabbed his hand and threw him to the ground.
Siegfried stopped moving abruptly.
"You should introduce yourself before asking someone's name."
Chen Mo smiled.
"But you don't need to say it, I already know your name."
Siegfried's heart sank.
The next second, Chen Mo threw the spear back and kicked Siegfried away.
Erik felt a sudden jolt in the magnetic field.
The metal spear that he had been controlling suddenly flew back at an even more terrifying speed. That force directly negated the magnetic field he had covered the spear, giving him no chance to regain control.
"Stop!"
Erik clasped his hands together abruptly.
Large arcs of blue and white electricity exploded from the spear.
The metal spear wobbled in the air, but its speed did not decrease. Erik desperately tried to change the direction of the magnetic field, his feet sliding backward in the mud, leaving two deep furrows in his wake.
Unable to control it!?
He had never encountered this situation before.
The spearheads quickly filled the field of vision.
Erik's pupils contracted sharply.
Charles suddenly waved both hands to the side.
An invisible force enveloped Erik, pulling him from his spot. Just as they tumbled into a nearby crater, the spear whistled past where they had been standing.
stop!
The ground hundreds of meters behind them was instantly torn apart.
The metal spear pierced through three trenches and smashed through a concrete fortress that had already mostly collapsed. The remaining force carried it forward, finally embedding it in the distant hillside.
The entire hillside was blasted open from the middle.
Soil and gravel shot up hundreds of meters into the air, and the broken spearhead turned into countless iron filings in the violent collision.
Erik lay in the crater, his face covered in mud.
He gazed at the hillside that had disappeared halfway in the distance, his chest heaving violently.
If Charles had been even a fraction of a second slower, he would have been gone along with that mountain.
"Thanks."
Erik used the ground to push himself up.
Charles was pale and shook his head slightly.
"Don't thank me yet, it's not over yet."
On the other side, Chen Mo's foot landed on Siegfried's chest.
Golden patterns shone on the surface of the black and red armor, as Cosmic Energy and super power erupted together.
Thump! Click!
The energy barrier on Siegfried's chest lasted only a moment.
The golden-blue light shattered with a crash, and he was sent flying back towards the German lines. Several cyborgs along the way saw him flying towards them and immediately raised their hands to try to catch him.
The first cyborg's arms were broken on the spot.
Siegfried crashed into his chest, and the two continued to fly backward. Several cyborgs who had just approached were shattered by the force of the impact, spitting out blood at the same time.
Several corpses rolled into the trench.
Siegfried landed on his feet again, slid nearly a hundred meters through the mud, and crashed into a bunker before barely coming to a stop.
His breastplate was completely dented, and several of his ribs had just been broken and were slowly healing.
Beneath the helmet, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"How is that possible...?"
Siegfried raised his head, the arrogance in his eyes gone.
Where did this monster come from?
Chen Mo hovered in mid-air again, looking down and scanning the positions of both sides.
The Soviet troops ceased firing.
The German army did not continue its efforts to cyborgize humans.
Both sides knew that the outcome of this battle was no longer their concern.
Erik stood in front of Charles, as the remaining metal fragments from the mountaintop flew towards him, swirling around him.
Siegfried pushed aside the debris pressing down on him and emerged from the ruins. With each step he took, pieces of his shattered armor fell off his chest.
An awkward silence fell between the two sides.
The two sides, who were fighting to the death just moments ago, are now all looking at Chen Mo.
No one dared to make the first move.
Chen Mo waited for two seconds, a look of confusion on his face.
Why is everything stopped?
He spread his hands.
"Wasn't it quite lively just now? Keep going."
Still no one answered.
"You're making me very embarrassed."
Chen Mo looked at Erik, "Do you still have any big iron rods? That one felt pretty good."
Erik didn't speak, but raised his hand to wipe the blood from his face, while the metal shards beside him spun even faster.
Chen Mo then looked at Siegfried.
"And you? Does your chest still hurt?"
Siegfried slowly clenched his fists.
The remaining golden-blue energy within his body began to converge at his chest, and the patterns on his damaged helmet began to light up again. He understood that leaving this place alive today would probably not be so easy.
But he could not retreat; the empire was still waiting for him to prove his loyalty.
More importantly, the other side clearly had no intention of letting them off the hook.
Charles also unleashed his mental power, his psychic energy subtly covering the surroundings. He dared not contact Chen Mo's consciousness again, and could only prepare his defenses in advance.
Erik raised his hands.
The metal scattered throughout the battlefield vibrated once more.
They didn't know where Chen Mo came from, nor why he had suddenly become involved in the war.
Is it an enemy, reinforcements, or a passing monster?
No one can provide the answer.
Chen Mo looked at the three men who were now on high alert and nodded in satisfaction.
That's right.
Dark red veins slowly emerged from his palm.
"Since we're already here, we should at least settle the travel allowance."