Chapter 642 - 402: Reinforcements Arrive
All the Extraordinary Being guards around Hibell had fallen in rounds of decapitation actions; now she was standing alone, sorrowfully watching the Defector Army fighting with her comrades.
If it were in the past, Hibell would undoubtedly curse these traitors, questioning them heartbrokenly about their betrayal.
But after years of baptism, she had matured, understood how complex human nature was, and knew that absolute unity was just a wishful fantasy.
The Iron Blood campaign turned into the current situation, and it couldn’t be blamed on those betraying Defector Army, or anyone else.
If blame was to be laid, it could only be on her own rashness, eager to capture Iron Blood, entrusting her back to untrustworthy people.
Just as Hibell was shrouded in sadness, the situation deteriorated further.
A special operations squad of over ten members, riding personal aircraft, crossed the sky filled with back-and-forth fire from unmanned drones, landing directly to surround Hibell.
This was precisely the decapitation team led by Asou Ichirō, who removed his cumbersome officer’s uniform and strode forward confidently.
The prosthetics on his body were at the peak of stage six "High risk Level 1," and with a deliberately rugged appearance, they weren’t bionic models but retained the most primitive paint job.
He was covered with prosthetic metal that flickered coldly, azure energy currents visibly surging at the joints of his limbs, with not a trace of flesh seen, his palm holding a samurai sword-shaped prosthetic weapon, resembling a sci-fi mechanical samurai.
Asou Ichirō looked at Hibell, sneeringly saying, "Kid, you certainly have some skills to take down so many of my special operatives, but your road ends here."
"If you still want to live, you’d better surrender quickly, voluntarily accept the ultimate insurance and become a member of the Iron Blood Alliance, ensuring your later years aren’t lacking in glory and wealth."
"Tui!" Hibell spat a mouthful of blood in front of him in response.
At this point, she didn’t want to waste any more breath on empty words; even the energy for trash talk, she preferred to save it to kill more enemies.
Asou Ichirō was also just going through the motions, showing courtesy; since the other side was uncooperative, he directly gave an order, and the special squad rushed in from all directions.
This special squad comprised powerful Prosthetic Implanters who consecutively entered various overload states, launching a fierce attack on Hibell.
In an instant, Hibell’s Azure Wolf body transformed into a shadow hard to catch with the naked eye, tracing a destructive zigzag across the battlefield.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..." The Prosthetic Implanters suffered severe body deformation upon impact, dense fault sparks bursting, and one was most tragically shattered directly into various parts.
Evidently, in front of a severely injured Blood Code Carrier for the Azure Wolf, these lower-tier Implanters still weren’t a match.
Asou Ichirō snorted coldly, seizing the opportunity as Hibell handled other special operatives.
His body prosthetic components were maxed out for performance, mechanical nodes on him glowing fiercely, with the engines at hyper-speed blowing wind around, kicking up dust and rubble.
"Boom—" He instantly broke the sound barrier, exploiting openings exposed by Hibell dealing with the other special operatives to charge straight into the interior, slashing at her waist.
Hibell could only sidestep swiftly, barely avoiding the vital spot, but her flank still got slashed; she was flung by the air pressure heavily onto the ground, where bloody ribs faintly revealed pale bones.
Hibell propped herself up from the ground, quickly creating distance, bending her body with muscles tense, confronting Asou Ichirō.
Blood kept gushing from her flank wound, each breath pulling at it, worsening the bleeding.
The atmosphere was tense in the air, with remaining special operatives circling around Hibell, threatening her front and back.
Asou Ichirō was constantly facing Hibell head-on, his body slightly leaning forward, his hand-held samurai sword buzzing continuously.
This coordination was extremely proficient, with each person having their role, enough to pose a threat.
Hibell didn’t foolishly wait for the opponent to complete the encirclement, taking the initiative to attack first; she let out a wolf howl, rushing towards Asou Ichirō on all fours like an arrow from a bow, creating a fiery red afterimage.
Asou Ichirō’s mechanical eye kept flashing, capturing Hibell’s movements amid high-frequency operation, his leg propellers rapidly activated as he swung his blade in a reverse horizontal slash.
"Clang—" The claw and blade collided in the air, producing an ear-piercing metallic screech.
Amidst the sparks flying everywhere, Hibell roared as she continued her assault, her sharp claws swinging relentlessly, trying to tear through the opponent’s defenses.
Asou Ichirō responded with composure, wielding his samurai sword to unleash various magnificent sword techniques, each strike precisely blocking Hibell’s attacks.
Both figures collided at high speed, every slightest move was supersonic, each clash brought forth tremendous force, shaking the ground to pieces, dust and rubble flying everywhere, as if the whole battlefield were trembling.
The transcendent power levels of both were completely aligned; typically, as the level rises, a Blood Code Carrier should be stronger than a Prosthetic Implanter.
Especially with the Azure Wolf Blood Code, which grows stronger with injury; given Hibell’s current injuries, her prowess should be several times that of Asou Ichirō.
But in terms of combat experience, Asou Ichirō, with decades of military service, was too adept at handling various situations.
He understood the characteristics of the Azure Wolf Blood Code, knowing that a severely injured Hibell was most powerful and also closest to her breakdown limit.