Chen Mo raised his hand and patted off imaginary dust from his clothes.
The "no harm from smoke" theorem clearly only applies to humans.
Therefore, the teleportation platform beneath his feet had completely disappeared.
The metal structures within hundreds of meters around him were also melted by the high temperature, and the heavy force field device that had originally sealed him was completely destroyed in the bombing.
"Good firepower."
Chen Mo stretched his shoulders, looked up and said, "It was a bit extravagant and wasteful, and we didn't achieve much. We need to keep up the good work."
In mid-air, the Superwoman did not immediately attack.
She is Lois Ryan of this world, and the Inheritors of the Amazon bloodline, possessing physical abilities sufficient to rival the Ultraman.
She was certain that she hadn't held back at all during that last attack.
But Chen Mo's hair wasn't even messed up.
The Superwoman couldn't help but lick her lips, feeling a slight itch in her lower abdomen.
"What an intriguing genetic seed."
The green-glowing Power Ring had retreated to the edge of the base.
The ring on his hand was crackling with green electricity, and a deep voice in his mind urged him to leave immediately.
The Power Ring originally intended to escape.
Hearing the ring's sound made him even less inclined to stay.
This ring is not a weapon, but more like its master. Every time he uses its power, it inflicts fear and torment upon him.
But now, the fear emanating from the ring was even stronger than his.
" Nite Owl."
The Power Ring pressed the communicator, its voice rapid. "First round of elimination failed; the target was unharmed. What's the next step?"
There was no immediate response from the communicator.
The Superwoman turned and glanced at him.
"What, are you scared already?"
"I'm just confirming the plan."
The Power Ring raised its right hand, and a green barrier quickly appeared in front of it before it continued, " Nite Owl is in charge of command. I need to see if he has any plans."
The Superwoman ignored him.
She looked at Chen Mo again, the red light in her eyes gradually brightening.
That was just a ranged attack.
She wanted to test for herself just how strong this man's body really was.
Two more figures emerged from either side of the base.
The Death Stormfront hovered on the left, its body enveloped in dark red energy, with a steady flame burning on its head.
He is an isotope of Fire Stormfront, capable of altering the structure of matter and directly releasing nuclear energy.
But at this moment, he did not approach Chen Mo.
The energy scan just now yielded no useful results, causing Death Stormfront to doubt its own abilities for the first time.
Atomica stood on his shoulders.
She is only a few centimeters tall, covered entirely in a red and blue suit. As the counterpart of Atom, she can change her size at will, and doesn't appear very threatening from the front.
But what she truly excelled at was never direct combat.
Once inside an enemy's body, she can destroy their heart and brain.
Atomica stared at Chen Mo for a while, then stopped shrinking.
She wasn't sure if the other person had noticed her.
He was even more uncertain whether he would be able to get out of that body after entering it.
Chen Mo's gaze swept over the group of people in turn.
"Everyone's here."
He looked at Death Stormfront and asked seriously, "Doesn't your head keep burning up and affecting your sleep?"
The Death Stormfront offered no answer.
Atomica whispered a reminder: "Don't get angry with him; he's observing us."
Chen Mo heard it.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just looking around casually, and whether you're angry or not really makes no difference."
As he said this, he pointed at the Power Ring: "Especially you, the one in the environmental color, you're practically backed into the wall. You can leave if you want, I won't charge you a ticket."
The man with the Power Ring looked rather grim.
He really wanted to leave.
But he still had some sense of shame; he was one of the leaders of the Crime Syndicate. If he retreated without a fight now, how could he ever face the underworld again?
Just then, the communicator finally made a sound.
"The target's defenses exceed current data, but they are not insurmountable."
The Nite Owl's voice remained calm.
The group fell silent at the same time.
" Superwoman is responsible for close-range control; avoid sustained physical confrontation. Activate the Power Ring to restrict the target's movement."
Hearing this, the Power Ring felt somewhat at ease.
As long as he doesn't get too close to you, it's fine.
The voice on the communicator continued.
" The Death Stormfront alters the structure of surrounding matter, creating a region of continuous nuclear fission. Atomica awaits her target's body repair, entering during cellular regeneration."
There are no obvious problems with this plan.
Superwoman is responsible for attracting attention, the Power Ring controls the battlefield, Death Stormfront is responsible for attrition, and Atomica completes the final internal destruction.
They used similar tactics when conquering other worlds.
Even if Ultraman gets caught in it, it will be difficult for him to get out quickly.
What if the plan fails?
Atomica looked up and asked.
The communicator paused for one second.
"I will activate the base's dimensional cutting device, sending the entire area into the interdimensional space. Your suits can withstand short-term cross-dimensional impacts, but the target may not have coordinates."
Superwoman nodded, impressed that Nite Owl was indeed reliable, having a plan so quickly.
The Power Ring also stopped retreating.
As long as they act according to plan, they may not necessarily lose.
Chen Mo stood still and listened to the whole thing.
"The arrangements were quite professional."
He glanced into the depths of the base, a smile spreading across his face. "But I have a question. Is your commander still here?"
Superwoman frowned.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Mo did not answer, but simply pointed to the monitoring equipment above.
As if realizing something, the Power Ring immediately switched communication channels.
" Nite Owl, report your location."
"The target's defenses exceed current data, but they are not insurmountable."
The same voice rang out again from the communicator.
The expression on the Power Ring froze.
Death Stormfront reached into the base system and quickly located the source of the communication.
It's not the control room.
It's actually an autoplay program on a backup server.
Nite Owl left behind was a recording from beginning to end.
As for him, he had already left the base through a backup passage before the first round of bombing began.
The scene was silent for a few seconds.
"That bastard."
Superwoman clenched her fists, and the red light in her eyes suddenly intensified.
However, the plan in the recording seemed to be working fine.
If they cooperate properly, they still have a chance to control Chen Mo. Once Nite Owl activates dimensional cutting, they can leave this place.
The Power Ring had clearly considered this as well.
The green energy spread rapidly, forming dozens of layers of spatial barriers that completely sealed off the surrounding area.
The Death Stormfront raised its hands, and the metal on the ground began to decompose and recombine.
Atomica leaped off his shoulder, her body continuing to shrink, and vanished into the ruins in the blink of an eye.
Superwoman landed on the ground and stared directly at Chen Mo.
The Nite Owl escaped.
But the plan he left behind gave them renewed confidence.
Superwoman slowly bent down.
"Let's continue."
Chen Mo looked at the group that had already set up their formation and beckoned them with his hand.
"Okay, let me see this recording. It might save you for a few minutes."