As the Angel of War and Thor fought, Michael understood that in terms of mecha piloting, there was a gap between the two of them.
He'd been around mecha for a long time, much longer than Lan Jue. But because of that, he'd grown through the generations.
Michael was already well over a hundred years old. When he'd passed sixty, he'd spent most of his time and energy cultivating his Discipline. He wanted to live longer.
Despite his youthful appearance, he'd long since passed his prime. Piloting a mecha wasn't just about skill and agility. Reflexes were important as well.
In this regard, he was clearly inferior to Lan Jue.
But no matter what, he was the Angel of War. The Pontiff's Citadel's Archangel was famed for his fighting prowess.
In a short time, he'd come up with a way to deal with Lan Jue. Thor was too fast.
If things went on like this, it would be difficult for Thor to injure the Angel of War. He could rely on his experience to keep Lan Jue at bay, but the longer the fight dragged on, the worse the situation would become. Thor's advantage would only grow.
In that case, he'd have to cut off all means of retreat.
Michael hadn't dodged Thor's spear on purpose. Thor's spear had pierced through his armpit without piercing his body. However, the lightning energy rippling from the spear still caused his body to feel slightly numb.
Still, that didn't stop him from using his own Discipline.
Inside the Angel of War's cockpit, Michael's entire body was wreathed in a strange yellow flame. It seeped into the cockpit, then spread out through the six dark red gems that adorned the mecha's head, chest, elbows, and knees.
That was the source of the powerful suction.
These gems were called Abyssal Flames. Infused with pure Discipline, the gems were capable of unleashing the power of fire. But this fire had a strange suction, and produced a terrifying amount of heat.
None of the known metals and alloys could withstand this kind of heat for a long time.
Abyssal Flames were the Pontiff's Citadel's exclusive gems. An expedition battleship had been sacrificed to mine them.
The gems were A-grade.
Not all top-tier Mechs had S-rank Gems, as the energy contained within the S-rank Gems was too large. It was very difficult for a Mech of this size to withstand it.
Most of the time, A-rank Gemstones were the better choice. Stacking multiple A-rank Gemstones on top of each other would not be any less effective than S-rank Gemstones.
Michael's body was burning with the Sacred Flame of Sacrifice, which could raise his own Sacred Flame to a higher level.
No mecha had ever survived the terrifying flames produced by the Abyssal Flame Gem, which was powered by the Sacrificial Sacred Flame.
However, using the Sacrificial Sacred Flames would severely damage Michael's vitality, and the side effects were even greater than using a forbidden technique. At the same time, the Battle Angel mecha would also be severely damaged by the Abyssal Flame gem, and the cost of repairing the mecha after the battle was also extremely high.
The abilities of these six A-grade gems would even be greatly reduced.
Michael's determination stemmed from fear.
Fear for Lan Jue's future.
Dual Innate Ability User, master of Forbidden Arts.
If Michael was allowed to become a Paragon, then he would be the strongest Paragon in the world. Neither the Pontiff's Citadel nor the Western Alliance would want to see that happen.
Therefore, when Michael ignited the Sacrificial Sacred Flame, his heart was filled with murderous intent.
Boom--! The two top-tier Mechas were pressed against each other, and shook violently.
This time, however, Thor's Quake didn't shake off the Angel of War. Instead, Thor's movements were sluggish under the Abyssal Flame's pressure.
Thor's mecha was encircled by arcs of blue electricity, forming a protective shield that protected it from the Abyssal Flame.
However, the Abyssal Flame was too hot for Michael's liking.
Lan Jue sat in Thor's cockpit. Her expression was grim as Thor's shields began to lose energy.
"Micah!"
…
The cage formed by the white light feathers bound the Asura tightly, making it impossible for him to move.
But Uriel, the Cherub, sat in the cockpit. His face was grim.
His mecha's left shoulder to the right side of its abdomen had been sliced open.
Even the cockpit could be vaguely seen.
Uriel had misjudged Shura's attack power. He'd almost been cut in half by Shura's blade.
Although he'd won, he'd won because he was stronger than Xiu Xiu.
Shura wasn't as strong as the Cherub, but Shura's goal was the ultimate in attack power.
That was why he'd suffered so much.
After returning this time, without at least three months of maintenance, his Cherub mecha would not be able to return to its original state.
"Have you found Zeus's ship?
Has it tried to leave the atmosphere? "Uriel's communicator buzzed.
"Master Cherub, nothing has tried to leave the atmosphere.
The blue ship has activated a high-level cloaking device. We haven't seen it yet. "
Uriel's voice was low. "Continue to monitor.
Activate all of Moonfiend's satellites. Attack immediately if you see it trying to leave the atmosphere. "
"Yes, sir!"
"Hmph!" A low, cold snort pierced Uriel's ears.
The voice was old and deep, and the Cherub mecha couldn't seem to block it out.
Even more frightening was the fact that as soon as the voice spoke, the sky outside grew dark. All light seemed to be sucked out.
Uriel's face fell as the Cherub mecha analyzed the situation.
"Vacuum simulation?"
The Cherub mecha could see that the area around it and Shura had been reduced to a vacuum.
It was like a vacuum in outer space.
Strangely enough, it didn't expand.
"Positron Cannon!" The old voice rang out again, even clearer than before.
This time, Uriel didn't hesitate. The Cherub mecha released its hold on Shura's mecha, and a blinding white light shone from it. Then, like a shooting star, it shot off into the distance.
In the next instant, a ball of strong light lit up where he had been standing.
The glaring light caused all the reconnaissance satellites and radars to temporarily lose their effectiveness.
"Vacuum simulation, Positron Cannon.
The Arcane Magnate, he's here. "Uriel's face paled as he tried to flee.
The Arcane Magnate was one of the Ten Great Paragons!
When it came to pure destructive power, he was one of the top three Paragons.
Why would the Arcane Magnate appear here?
Uriel's clear eyes were filled with disbelief.
He had to run. Not even a battleship's shields could withstand a direct hit from a Positron Cannon, much less a mecha.
The Positron Cannon was an Expedition battleship's primary weapon in space.
The scariest thing about the Arcane Magnate was that he could use some of the modern super technology in his own special way, and he could do it anywhere.
That was why the vacuum simulation was so effective.
Huh? Why wasn't there any energy, only light?
Uriel's heart skipped a beat, and then his face changed.
"Shit, I've been tricked."
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