The Legendary Mechanic

Step on...

Owen fled in a hurry, he was the last person on the bright surface, the Dark Star chaser was like the Anthrax of the Spine, followed closely behind him, the man who chased him was named Sherman, the deputy captain of the Fossador Squad, a class B superpower, who not long ago burst into distress, wearing him out.

Earlier, he had noticed that the dark stars were about to strike, informed Nagokin and others, applied for backup, but the reinforcements had not yet arrived, and Owen was in a deep state of anxiety.

Boom!

A coarse barrel of light shelling through the wall hit Owen, a magical shield full of ripples appeared, carrying the main damage, the next moment it broke apart, Owen was pushed down by the remainder of the wave, rolled over and fell out for dozens of meters.

Not far behind, a short and strong man in sight goggles slowly walked in a lightweight grey iron mechanical combat suit with a huge gun in his hand that was disproportionate to his body, complex in construction and large in caliber, with a number of combined cannons in addition to the main gun, which at first glance was a versatile gun.

This man, Sherman, is said to be of Dwarf descent and to be a gunner.

“I only have three Stress Defense Shield badges left, I can't get far. If the reinforcements don't come again, I will be ruined. The Dark One will never show mercy to my men...” Owen's face was dull, not good.

Sherman had no expression on his face and pointed his gun at Owen, who slowly climbed up, "Don't move unless you suspect your leg is long. ”

Speeches went down, the tsunami of falling at high altitude suddenly sounded, looking up, only a guy in a battle suit armor flexed to fly between the gaps in the building, white cape on both shoulders flickered and danced, quickly approached Sherman from high altitude, carrying a chopper several meters long, to the fierce scene, it was Merloth who supported him.

Sherman doesn't say anything, he shoots with his gun.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Merloth's eyes were sharp and his knife cut out, before the beam could be turned into a brilliant explosion, the roar continued, passing through the fiery fire, and the imminent landing of Merloth's knife slammed sharply over Sherman's head, who had begun to dodge a second earlier.

Boom!

The knife was cut to the ground, and the trenches burst in the direction of the chopping. The silver and white flame was like an erupting magma, spraying straight out of the trenches, and the cracks continued to extend for dozens of meters.

“Reinforcements?” Sherman was jerked off by Yubo, half squatted, stared at Merloth, licked the corner of his mouth, tasted a sweet smell, and suddenly murdered.

At that time, a large number of recruited mercenaries also appeared to protect Owen, who was relieved.

Finally...

Hundreds of mercenaries looked at him, but Sherman didn't panic, pointing to Merloth who had made him eat a small loss, and then pointing at him like a gun, shooting him in the head, smiling, meaning I was after you.

The next moment, the Dark One arrives at the same time, as many, if not more, elite, stupidity, the more Anur comes out, a glance, a sigh of silence: "Don't hide, Godola, you can't escape my perception. ”

Rumor has it, Nagokin stepped out, and two A-level psychics pointed at Maiman, and he was so full of color, he said, “Where's the other guy? ”

Anur did not answer, swept a glance, counted the number of mercenaries, frowned and wrinkled, almost all the mercenaries recruited were here, there should be no one in the enemy's main battalion, he knew the ashes were going to blow away, but it was okay, it didn't take long for the ashes to turn back, clamping back and forth, instead it could cut off the backs of this group.

Each other is an enemy. Neither side exchanged ideas about their plans. Not a single word was said. Their eyes were opposite each other, as if they had broken a tight string, given a single order, and killed each other suddenly.

The battle erupted!

Tear--

Anur's body swelled up and blinked into a strange-looking monster, four or five meters tall, a triangular flat head, a streamlined beast's body, rough epidermis, all over small holes, which he used to manipulate wind pressure, dragged a long tail behind him, and his forelimbs and hindlimbs turned into strong claws with eight strange skeletal limbs with curved corners on their backs, looking a little like wings, but being a special organ, like a hollow injection pipe, extending out of the ribs, allowing high pressure airflow to circulate inside and outside the body, flying, and balancing internal and external pressures to protect the body at high speeds.

This form is what Anur looks like after his transformation, nicknamed "The Wind Demon," and has a special ability to manipulate the airflow.

Boom!

Anur's eight jet tubes all ejected high pressure airflow, rapidly accelerating, spanning hundreds of metres between the electroluminescent flints, colliding with Nagokin.

With him as the cone angle, on the rear side of the body are invisible giant wind pressure cannons, which airflow as shock waves and sweep across.

Boom Boom Boom -

The wind pressure cannon passed, the ground cracked open, the windows of the building on both sides of the street broke, the steel structure bent, and everyone at the site felt difficulty breathing, as if they were in a storm.

Nagokin broke through the windscreen, punched Anur hard, the golden flame and invisible wind pressure blew open the shock wave, the pairs were bounced out, a circle of grey dust erupted in the impact position, and a circular pit several meters in diameter appeared immediately on the ground.

When he raised his head again, Anur's body disappeared. Only the wind was still sweeping, and Nagokin had seen this ability. Anur's small hole manipulated the airflow all over his body, forming a shield and somehow absorbing the light so that his body would no longer reflect the light, so that no one else could see Anur's body.

The two natural disaster classes must hold each other hostage, otherwise the others who fought side by side would be in danger. Nagokin's array waited until one Anur alone compelled him to do all he could, and if he added another, he would surely lose.

“Black Star says that the enemy will probably be divided into two paths. There should be a natural disaster class that will rely on personal strength and hit our main battalion alone. He chooses to stay and hold the enemy. Only by dragging down a natural disaster class will we have a chance to save lives.

However, he is just a B superpower. Natural disaster level is too dangerous for him, can he really do it... ”

Nagokin's dark worries.

……

At the same time, another location.

The ashes slowly stepped into the mercenary stronghold and were ready to kill the Quartet, but the dark paint inside seemed empty.

“Has everyone abandoned their position and acted with the Godolas? Looks like we left for nothing. Let's meet up with Anur. ”

There was no expression on the face of the ashes, and he was about to turn around and leave. At this point, the bang, the light was bright, and the broadcast of the stronghold suddenly sounded.

“Don't go, I've been waiting for you for so long. ”

Ashes glanced.

This sound, so familiar...

He looked up at the monitor at the corner of the wall and spoke indifferently.

“Black Star? ”

“Ashes, that's the nickname Dark Star gave you, and you don't have a real name, you were accepted by Dark Star when you were a little girl, they saw you as a gift, used you as a weapon, engaged in all sorts of rigorous training, you weren't a Godola, but you were indoctrinated with hatred that didn't belong to you, and Dark Star nurtured your loyalty, but in their eyes, you were just a useful tool, and your faith made no sense, because it wasn't really your idea. ”

Han Xiao spoke to himself without alarm, but said his sincere words. Due to information from previous generations, he understood the ashes of life, killing countless people, very hateful, but hateful people also have pity.

If, instead of being adopted by a dark star as a child, he grew up normally, perhaps he would not become a notorious ash in the future, maybe he would have his own name, maybe he would not have given up everything but would eventually be regarded as an abandoned child who exploited the value and had been squeezed dry.

Underneath the ashes, he grabbed his fist, and then let go. He had no intention of shooting his mouth. “The other mercenaries are gone. How come you're the only one left? ”

“Of course I'm waiting for you. ”

Click...

A metal door opened, Han Xiao came out, his eyes touched the ashes.

Don't see each other again, Red.

Dark Star sent two natural disaster classes, Han Xiao guessed that the other party would want to maximize this advantage, so let one of them act alone, it would appear more flexible at the strategic level. Fortunately, there was a natural disaster class strong man who acted with his own strength.

At the time of recruitment, Han Xiao knew that he could not hide the dark stars. If the enemy wanted to break into the main battalion alone, the people who came would most likely be ashes, because his ability was best suited to fight a group of people. As long as rank and strength were weaker than his carbon-based creatures, they were basically seconds killed and the efficiency thieves were high. Hence, Han Xiao asked the vast majority of mercenaries to help Nagokin save lives together, and these people stayed only to die.

Only yourself can hold back the ashes, and the longer it takes, the higher the success rate of saving lives on Nagokin's side.

Speaking of protracted warfare, his thieves are confident.

“Wait for me?” Ashes are faint, “you want to drag me alone? ”

“Not alone.” Han Xiao shrugged her shoulders and the light glistened around her. Alohia floated around her quantified energy. In addition to her, there were several soap-soaked mercenaries who stayed in another surveillance room and focused on the screen.

This group of mercenaries was deliberately left behind by Han Xiao, whose mission was to detonate explosives and drag ashes from various parts of the building at the right time, when their hands were covered in sweat, breathlessness and nervousness were almost written on their faces.

Their nervousness is understandable. After all, the enemies in the surveillance image are natural disasters. In peace of mind, if they were to stand in Han Xiao's position, they would feel that they could not even speak fluently. They could not help but pinch the sweat for Han Xiao and be afraid. They always felt that when the enemy was in distress, Black Star would be in big trouble.

If Blackstar dies, their plan to climb the connections will be soup.

Ashes touched my finger, the alien didn't sense Alosia, shook her head: “So your bottom gas is this energy life, do you think this will stop me? ”

Han Xiao threw a compression ball and laughed: “The last time we fought, we didn't have a winning or losing match. Are you scared? ”

Ashes rumored, just found it funny, he crossed the threshold to the next level, it was long ago, he did not understand where Han Xiao's confidence came from, do you think he or the previous level?

“Not on your own.” The ashes have cooled down, "although you're the only one, it's good to get rid of you, just in time to fulfill my previous caution, when you die, I won't be late to go back for help. ”

The roaring sound sounded, as if there were countless particles in a friction collision, but quickly became a flood-like rumbling sound, only around the ashes, countless carbon particles like an unpredictable black cloud, spreading wildly, almost full of half a stronghold.

Ashes now have far more coverage and control, allowing for more flexible changes, adhering to countless particles of carbon elements on the surface and lining of his clothes, just like the weapons he carries, without fear of fighting in a carbon-free environment.

“This is the power of Class A...” Several mercenaries in the surveillance room swallowed their mouths and just felt a wave of pressure emanating through the screen, softening their legs and almost wanting to turn their heads and run.

The next moment, however, they only saw Han Xiao shaking and the current was exciting in all directions * * * connected to every compression ball on the ceiling, on the ground and in the corner, centering on him, as if he had opened a spider web of wires!

Click, click, click...

In an instant, hundreds of machines unfold simultaneously on a spectacular scale!

These compression balls are already set, and Han Xiao finished the pavement long before the battle!

The whole stronghold, it's his trap!

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Happy Fisherman's Day. If Zaglas dies one day, it must have been the fisherman. Hey, a new month begins.