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It was clearly just a level 1 room battle in a PO Battle Net, yet why did it feel like encountering a real expert from higher-level rooms? The mecha on the other side was even amusingly disproportionate, wielding nothing but a rudimentary samurai sword, without even a long-range weapon equipped.
But at this moment, it crouched there like a wolf bearing its fangs in the dark night, exuding a sinister aura almost palpable.
Mu Fan felt as if he had returned to the wilderness hunting prey, confronted by a fierce alien beast, where survival was the only choice.
There was something wicked about it, this skeletal frame was not easy to deal with.
The two raiders spread out, confronting the skeletal frame from left and right.
All of Mu Fan's attention was on the two mechas before him, completely unaware of how many times his teammate had called out on the cockpit's voice channel.
The chubby one over there executed a sneak attack on a mecha again, but was injured in the process, with 37% damage to the power chamber. Point A was wiped out. On the field, counting Mu Fan here, the green side against the red side was 3v4!
Mu Fan controlled the EH01 model to gradually rise, slowly getting used to the current body dynamics, with the samurai sword in the left arm across the chest, retreating gradually.
Such heavy steps, the overwhelming weight made Mu Fan feel incredibly cumbersome to move.
Watching the white skeletal frame slowly retreat, the two raiders approached cautiously, not letting it escape, 2 against 1 held hope.
Mu Fan was now in a phase of bodily synchronization. Black had not yet opened the brain control panel for him; he could control only the mecha's torso and limbs, the only weapon being the samurai sword in hand.
"Attack," the two raiders attacked simultaneously from the left and right. The left raider swinging a blade down, Mu Fan forcibly controlled his left arm to parry, blocking it!
However, the raider on the right gathered its arms, and the Gatling machine gun roared with fire from close range. At this distance of just tens of meters, half of the bullets poured onto Mu Fan's mecha almost instantly.
A burst of sparks flew, Mu Fan instinctively took evasive actions, but limited by the mecha's performance, amidst the explosions, the EH01's right arm was brutally torn apart by the kinetic force of the physical bullets at close range, leaving only half a metal arm, with wires sparking at the break, leaving Mu Fan with a disabled arm.
Ah! The excruciating pain! It felt just like having his arm broken during training camp, with Black forcibly locking his pain sensation at 100%.
"Beep, alert, 70% damage to the right arm, basic functionality lost."
Mu Fan half-squatted and leaped up from the legs, dodging behind large pieces of starship debris after stepping on several protruding rocks. The tilted machine gun ammo of the left-side raider shattered the rock surfaces with a barrage.
"Lucky to dodge fast, even the mighty would be helpless when surrounded and pummeled."
The raider, feeling triumphant after having a metal blade kicked off by Mu Fan earlier, was now smug.
Floating in the cockpit, Mu Fan pressed himself close to the wall, left hand half-raised, while the right arm hung limply.
Suddenly, Mu Fan's head lifted, eyes opening wide. If one looked closely, however, they were unfocused, but there was an emerging red glow swirling within them.
"Roar!" At this moment, Mu Fan was intensely violent, like a starving wolf driven into a corner, with a ferocious expression on his face resembling a wild beast.
Black twirled around Mu Fan, "Indeed, Mu Fan, your bloodline has issues. You can actually synchronize with the virtual world here. Seems necessary to check it out in reality." Black, flying erratically in the cockpit, exhibited no trace of usual mischief in its tone, exceptionally calm.
The two raiders circled around the debris, launching another assault, attacking in sync!
But when the armed raider rounded the corner, it discovered the skeletal frame leaping mid-air, crashing toward itself.
"Idiot," scoffed the person inside the cockpit, with the Gatling machine gun roaring again, as having a hundred would be dead at such a distance.
However, Mu Fan subtly adjusted his body, turning sideways, and aimed his fractured right arm at the raider before it could fire.
The right arm was torn apart once more.
"Ah!" Within Mu Fan's hollow eyes the red glow deepened, akin to surging volcanic magma.
The other raider silently swung a simple slash, intending to kill Mu Fan mid-air.
Flanked from both sides!
Then, the white skeletal frame in mid-air executed an unexpected move.
At the same time as the right arm got wrecked, it twisted 180 degrees forcefully, using the shattered right arm to meet the coming metallic blade, the entire right arm along with a small part of the shoulder being cut off, yet the samurai sword gripped in the left hand's three fingers was spun high, thrusting inclined downwards like an eagle swooping down. The raider, still in shooting stance, was pierced by the samurai sword from the neck area, only the hilt visible.
Piercing the mechanical master! The person inside the cockpit hadn't reacted at all before being pierced through the cabin by the great sword, half of their body in the enormous blade was sliced apart, instantly killed!
This instant was actually one continuous action.
"Bang," dust flew up. Two sounds, the Gatling raider fell heavily on its knees, the white skeletal frame released its grip on the samurai sword and supported the descending body with its only remaining left arm.
The battle situation took a sharp turn, 1v1!
The EH01 model, nearly broken in half, vs. the fully armed raider with a metal blade in hand.
Normally, the half-crippled skeleton should have appeared weaker, but it was entirely the opposite. The raider switched to holding the blade with both hands, the blade raised vertically toward the white skeletal frame in front, not daring to move.
And Mu Fan, controlling the EH01 at this moment, did not glance even a bit behind after piercing the raider with the samurai sword. Supporting the broken body with his left arm, he half-knelt, staring at the bladed mecha in front.
The remaining raider's mechanical master couldn't see inside the cockpit where Mu Fan smiled with a blood-like gaze, eyes deep red.
The white skeletal frame moved!
Unexpectedly launching an attack from an inferior position, the body spun halfway, with the left arm swinging in a rear-to-front arc.
Hmph! The raider aimed the metal blade's edge at the root of the white skeletal frame's left arm.
But the half-crippled mecha didn't retreat but advanced, as the swiftly descending punch suddenly lowered. Inside the cockpit, Mu Fan matched the move, unable to brake the punch's momentum, turning it into an arc that grazed the metal blade, striking the ground, with the metal arm pressing along the blade's side. The body followed, pinning the metal blade to the ground with his left arm.
Weapon! Knocked down!
The raider was stunned by the instant shift before its eyes and hurriedly tried to retreat, but didn't expect the white skeletal frame's leg to sweep and follow, kicking hard on its mecha's shin.
Clang! The mecha wobbled and fell heavily to the ground.
At this moment, Mu Fan didn't pause, with the left arm propping up the mecha, he leaped forward with another stride.
The raider lay facing the sky, watching a shadow appear above, dominating the entire field of vision, then dropped with a bent-elbow, heavy strike!
"Bang," couldn't even use the machine gun, the raider's head was crushed with a single elbow strike from the 8-ton-plus mecha's bent-elbow.
Inside, the raider's mechanical master saw the battle screen turn snowy, then a rip, seeing a mecha's metal leg appear up close.
Stomp!
Instantly killed!
The announcement echoed across the battlefield, with the red side's "dalong01" and "dalong02" killed, "Egg Lord" completed a double kill!
The entire field went silent!
The chubby one and the only remaining teammate were stunned, as was the enemy. Those two had win rates over 85%, with those names still being team players; clearly experts entered a noob room, wondering who they had encountered!!
The amusing name "Egg Lord" didn't evoke any laughter among those present, only a chill crept up.
Mu Fan in the cockpit didn't notice anyone else's reactions at all, standing quietly there, with both the right arm and shoulder drooping, yet the whole person stood tall like a green pine, with closed eyes no longer showing red glow, muttering to himself, "S…survive…"