On the island in the middle of the dark lake, the thick energy beams were still being released. From afar, it looked like a red shockwave, covering the entire lake in a layer of fiery red color.
Under such a fierce bombardment, the Hercules armor did not retreat. Instead, it slowly moved forward with its shield raised.
This was the new generation of armor developed by the Sheng Hao Group. Its defensive capabilities were completely beyond Guan Bai's imagination. But he did not dare to stop firing. If he did, the enemy would appear in front of him in the blink of an eye and kill him mercilessly.
But if he continued firing like this, the energy beam would go out in 30 seconds and enter automatic charging mode.
What should he do?
Just as he was panicking, the Vengeance Goddess, who had already flipped away, performed a series of difficult maneuvers on the beach. Since the Tyrael armor on the side was locked onto the backpack, the energy greatsword chased after the Vengeance Goddess, slashing and slashing at the Vengeance Goddess. The sand on the beach was also constantly exploding, sending sand waves several meters high into the air.
The Nemesis armor was smart. It seemed to know the power of the Tyrael armor and did not dare to face it head-on. After dodging a few rounds, it simply waved the steel spike in its hand, and the glittering backpack flew in a parabola in the air. This time, it did not land on Guan Bai, but on Ding Meng.
The backpack flew back in the same way it flew out.
With a click, the backpack returned to Ding Meng's hand.
Ding Meng's first reaction after taking over the backpack was not to dodge the Tyrael armor falling from the sky. Instead, he turned around and ran in the opposite direction.
Ding Meng's movements were no weaker than the Vengeance's dodging. He dashed towards the side of the forest and leaped forward. After rolling a few times on the ground, he got up and somersaulted forward. His boots landed on a tree trunk and he took a few big strides, running in an arc between the tree trunks.
It was exactly the body movement that he used to dodge the particle laser cannons of the mantis armor in the Flying Star City.
This time was no exception. However, it was not laser cannons that were chasing after Hercules. Instead, it was two thin white energy beams that shot out from the woodpecker-like head of Hercules. The energy beams cut through the ground, rocks, and tree trunks like real lasers. Anything that came into contact with the energy beams would shatter into pieces and burn into black smoke.
Ding Meng stopped running after flashing dozens of meters away. He simply threw his backpack forward. Everyone present knew that the backpack was now a bag of explosives. Whoever caught it would immediately become the target of public criticism.
This was especially true for the Hercules armor. It was obviously the most powerful of the four armors.
Ding Meng had thrown Guan Bai in the direction he was aiming at. Guan Bai was still casting the shockwave, so there was no way she could free her hands to catch the backpack.
In fact, it was impossible for him to catch the backpack even if he wanted to. A red sword shadow swept down from the sky, and Metal Maniac quickly dodged to the side.
Tyrael's slash seemed to be aimed at the man's head, but in fact, halfway through, the energy sword changed from a diagonal slash to an upward slash. To be honest, this was not a profound move, but for a soldier equipped with armor, it required a high degree of proficiency. At the very least, when the man in the suit was piloting the Tyrael armor, it would not be lower than the difficulty level.
There was no way Guan Bai could dodge it. The sword cut open a hole in the right leg of the Metal Maniac. The leg made of alloy seemed to have been drawn with a dark watercolor pen. The line quickly heated up and glowed. A moment later, the right leg was directly melted.
Metal Maniac quickly knelt on one knee with a crack.
Guan Bai was smart. Seeing that the battle was not going to end well, he simply stopped shooting and gave up fighting for the backpack. He opened the emergency exit on the back of the armor and jumped down. He had no choice. The two soldiers from Haitian Group and Shenghao Group were too fierce. He had to abandon the armor and run.
In the darkness, the purple light suddenly flashed. Guan Bai's running feet suddenly left the ground and kicked wildly in the air. After a few kicks, he stopped because he could not move anymore.
The steel spike of Nemesis pierced through his back and skewered him directly, like skewering a mutton skewer with a steel stake. It was direct, cruel, and ruthless.
This soldier in the armor did not seem to be special, but its speed was amazing.
"Cough … cough … ugh …"
A large amount of blood oozed from Guan Bai's mouth, and the strange sound coming from his throat sounded quite horrifying.
Vengeance, on the other hand, didn't care about this. He waved his hand and nailed Guan Bai to the ground. Another steel spike pierced Guan Bai's face. This soldier seemed to have a blood feud with Guan Bai as he stabbed Guan Bai several times with the steel spike.
The pirate leader of the Extreme Bandits ended up the same as Lu Ming. His head instantly turned into meat paste.
After getting rid of Guan Bai, Vengeance's figure flashed again and disappeared again.
On the other side of the open space, the Hercules armor and the Tyrael armor were engaged in a heated battle. The battle was no longer a chase or a competition of technological devices. The two armor's moves were methodical. The energy sword of the man in the suit was like chopping firewood. Every move was aimed at the head of the Tyrael armor, and the Hercules armor raised its shield to block the attack.
People who did not know the truth would think that the two soldiers were quite naive, like children fighting.
But in Ding Meng's eyes, the man in the suit seemed to have a spirit. This spirit said, "No matter how good the armor of Shenghao Group is, I must make you kneel down."
It had to be said that sometimes, in a battle, one needed this kind of incomparably fierce aura to fight to the death. Especially when facing a strong enemy, once you had the thought of retreating, fear, or doubt in your heart, your mentality would change, and the advantage you originally held would become a disadvantage.
At this moment, the soldier in Hercules' armor was in such a state of mind. Every time the opponent's sword hit the shield, a large number of strong electric sparks would appear, accompanied by a large amount of steel slag.
When the man in the suit hit the shield for the twentieth time, the crystal processor system indicated that the damage of the shield had reached 46%. If this continued, the shield would be destroyed.
In fact, he did not know that this "Shenghao Golden Shield" was made of a rare platinum alloy, which made it extraordinarily hard.
The energy sword could not withstand the brute force of the man in the suit. At this moment, the man in the suit was using a backup energy source to forcibly inject energy into the giant sword. Of course, he did not have to be so extravagant, but the energy sword was usually the strongest in the first strike. The more it was used, the weaker the energy would be. If the energy was not injected, the luster and brightness of the sword would slowly fade. Sooner or later, the opponent would discover this.
While the two of them were consuming each other's energy, Ding Meng, who was able to catch his breath, slowly stood under a tree. Then, he exerted a little force with his eyes. The backpack in the distance miraculously bounced out of the grass and flew back to his hand as if it had grown eyes.
When he put the backpack on his shoulder again, a black shadow fell from the tree, and the grass was once again illuminated by a blue light.
Last time, the man in the suit helped him by casting a force field. But this time, it was impossible for Haofeng to succeed in a sneak attack. The blue ice sword stabbed straight at Ding Meng, and he only took a small step back. At the same time, he drew his sword with both hands and slashed horizontally.
He was not slashing at the man, but at the sword.
"Clang!"
Haofeng and his sword spun a few times in the air, but his reaction was still very fast. His body flashed as he spun, and he used "Transient Steps" to teleport himself back to the top of the tree.
Unfortunately, Ding Meng did not stop after the horizontal slash. Instead, he quickly changed the sweeping motion into a backhand lift. At least this backhand lift was clearly seen from the corner of Haofeng's eyes. He was also mentally prepared because he had previously seen Ding Meng's long-distance cannon force. Cannon force could be released through fists and palms, but he did not think that Ding Meng could use a weapon to do so.
The ancient sword would definitely not be able to do so, because the backhand lift was fake, and the use of telekinesis was real.
The long sword flew in circles towards the top of the tree, and the branches and leaves along the way were all cut into pieces. Even these pieces were stained with the dark golden luster of the ancient sword.
Haofeng was shocked. He did not have time to think at all. He quickly leaned back and fell from the top of the tree.
This was the most primitive way to fall, and it was to avoid Ding Meng's sword. However, Ding Meng himself was standing straight where he fell, looking up at him coldly, as if waiting for him to come.
At this moment, all the hair on Haofeng's body stood on end. He had already smelled a huge danger from Ding Meng's indifferent and cold eyes. His opponent's fatal blow was probably not from the sword, but from what was waiting for him on the ground.
With another "whoosh", Haofeng, who was falling from the sky, disappeared. Once again, he split into 23 clones and circled around the trunk of the tree. This was Haofeng's limit, and he even used "Phantom of the Phantom" to become invisible. His entire body was in a posture with his hands behind his back, and he was firmly stuck to the trunk of the tree.
He knew that Ding Meng's strength was actually stronger than his, but so what?
As long as his real body was not discovered, he was confident that he would be able to exhaust Ding Meng. At the same time, the man in the suit on the grass would defeat the steel freak from Sheng Hao Group sooner or later. At that time, with the combined strength of the two of them, Ding Meng would still not be able to escape. As for that Vengeance, how could she be a match for the Tyrael armor?
Therefore, Haofeng firmly stuck to the trunk and did not move, because he had calculated the score very clearly.
Suddenly, he heard a light "knock" sound coming from the trunk. This sound was like someone knocking on a door. Usually, there would be several consecutive knocks, but this sound only came once.
He noticed it, but it was too late. He suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the person who knocked on the door seemed to have knocked lightly on his back. When he realized that something was wrong, a hot and sharp dark golden sword tip drilled out of his chest.
He lowered his head and glanced at the sword tip. Then, he opened his mouth wide. He didn't know if it was out of shock or if he wanted to shout. In any case, no sound came out. He still couldn't figure out what was going on. He only felt that the sword was like a red-hot soldering iron, melting everything that could exist in his body.