Dawnbreaker's pace is elegant and calm, as if strolling idly, without the slightest hint of saber rattling, the only remaining right arm holding a seven-meter-long titanium rod, pointing diagonally at the iron python lizard burying its head in the sand.
The Iron Python Lizard's brown body was covered with a thick layer of light blue scaly skin as if it smelled the air filled with the murderous atmosphere; it suddenly stood up, blood-red eyes staring ferociously at the dawn breakers. Although sitting in the driver's seat, Matthew still could not help but feel a cold shiver run through his entire body.
The half-lying Iron Python lizard looked terrifying enough, but when it rose, it looked more like a hill or an armored hill with a massive shadow on the ground.
The Dawnbreaker did not show any sign as he had done in the beginning, standing quietly and watching the giant before him. Still, it was like a god or goddess looking down on the living beings, while the Iron Python Lizard in front of him seemed like an ant-like existence under the high clouds.
As if sensing the danger, the Iron Python Lizard did not dare to move, only the front legs desperately planted on the ground, while the mouth let out a low roar.
What Matthew saw in the driver's compartment was a different scene. Putting on the helmet, everything around him floated in front of his eyes; different angles of the Dawnbreaker's body should be equipped with multiple implicit mirrors, and then through the intelligent and seamless connection of the light brain, Matthew was as if he was standing outside himself.
Matthew was so shocked that his mouth could not close; this was too much! In this consciousness training base, Matthew drove a lot of mechs long ago, not the previous stupid boy who has not seen the world, but no one who can be compared with the Dawnbreaker. The other mechs, at most, had more screens to ensure no direction was missed.
For the first time, Matthew was puzzled by the Dawnbreaker's origins.
The holographic image of the Iron Python Lizard appeared in front of Matthew's eyes and continued to rotate and fall; a red light swept past, the holographic image of the Iron Python Lizard was divided by countless tiny grids, and immediately after that, a red spot appeared under the Iron Python Lizard's chin.
An unfamiliar electronic synthesized voice suddenly appeared beside Matthew's ear, "Scanning complete, attack target identified!"
The Dawnbreaker jumped down from the twenty-meter-high pile of garbage as noiselessly as a bat lifted its wings. If the background were the night sky with a full moon, some people would mistake it for a nobleman stepping on the moon, elegant, indifferent, and exuding deadly temptation.
Could a mecha have a human-like temperament? Matthew couldn't believe it, but he had to because it was all happening before his eyes.
Suddenly, the scenery changed, and without warning, the Iron Python Lizard appeared in Matthew's eyes. Matthew's heart contracted violently; Matthew could even see the scales of the Iron Python Lizard on the mysterious patterns like ancient incantations.
If other people had been present, they would have seen an extremely bizarre scene. The Dawnbreaker, who was jumping in the air and had no place to use his power, suddenly disappeared and appeared on the side of the Iron Python Lizard. It was like breaking the boundaries of time and space, disappearing and reappearing out of nowhere.
Matthew's heartbeat suddenly quickened as he realized that the Iron Python Lizard had suddenly appeared before him, and its vast figure made him jump in horror. At that moment, all the calmness and composure were shattered, and a severe and tense atmosphere filled the air.
At the same time, the Iron Python Lizard was also startled by the Dawnbreaker's actions. Its large head was raised slightly to the side as if it wanted a better look at this sudden opponent. Its hind legs were about to fall back, ready to attack or flee.
But at that critical moment, the Dawnbreaker moved. His titanium staff was like a silver bolt of lightning, cutting through the stillness of the air. The cold light at the pole's tip swam through the air in a dazzling silver aura, straight and steady, with no twists or turns. There was no tremor in the tip of the titanium staff during this thrust as if the Dawnbreaker's arm was the most stable support in the world.
"Wave!" With a soft sound, the titanium rod had already penetrated deeply into the tender flesh under the Iron Python Lizard's neck. The Iron Python Lizard's kozo brown eyes widened in shock and disbelief. It could not believe this seemingly elegant and subdued opponent could instantly unleash such a powerful force.
The Dawnbreaker didn't give any indication as he quickly retreated to a distance of twenty meters from the Iron Python Lizard, calmly observing this massive opponent. His gaze showed a hint of arrogance and disdain as if he was declaring the battle over.
The Iron Python Lizard's life force was rapidly dwindling. His hoarse and somber voice echoed through the junkyard like a final dirge. Then, the sound grew fainter and fainter until it was silent. The iron python lizard's eyes were dead, and its vitality had long since faded. The foul-smelling saliva at the corner of its mouth was mixed with bright red blood that seeped down between its teeth, which were twice as thick as Matthew's fingers, and dripped to the ground, merging into a throbbing pool of blood.
Matthew was utterly stunned! From the beginning of the battle until now, his mouth had never closed. This was the first time he had seen a Dawnbreaker's strength, and it was solid! That heart-stopping stab occupied his entire mind, the silver line strong enough to cut through the void, the unmistakable sound that tore through the air and played over and over in Matthew's mind.
It wasn't until the Dawnbreaker called him down to skin him that Matthew came to his senses. His feet drifted as if he stepped on a cloud. Only after a long time did his soul return, and he hastily helped to peel off the scales of the Iron Python Lizard, piece by piece.
While peeling off the skin, Matthew couldn't help but exclaim, "Dawnbreaker, that stab you just made was perfect! It's so awesome!" His tone was one of envy and admiration.
However, Dawnbreaker was unimpressed, "Perfect? I'm far from it! My sting was missing the most important thing!" Stunned, Matthew stopped the work in his hands and asked in confusion, "Missing the most important thing? What thing?" Dawnbreaker also stopped and patiently explained, "It's the spirit! Although my stab was flawless in power, angle, and timing, my attack lacked spirit, another way of saying it lacked a soul! Although I don't know who said it, it has always been in my information chip.
I think there is a possibility that this statement is true! However, I have never been able to understand anything about it. My abilities have developed to the highest level that a light brain can reach at this stage, but I'm not human! And that seems to be a human monopoly!"
"Ghost ..." Matthew murmured in a low voice as if he had touched some profound realm, and his heart surged with endless longing. Initially, he thought his strength was already good, and his victories these days had even confirmed his self-perception like a spring breeze. However, the shock of the Dawnbreaker's blow was like pouring cold water on his head, shaking him out of his complacency. He painfully realized that there was still an insurmountable gap between him and the truly strong.
The scales of the Iron Python Lizard in the Dawnbreaker's hand seemed to speak of some unknown toughness and strength. He gently flexed them in his hand, feeling the incredible strength and toughness. "This is excellent stuff," he exclaimed, "material like this is rare."
He placed a piece of the scale on the ground, and with a slight vibration of his right arm, a silver aura streaked by like a meteor, landing precisely on the scale. After a muffled sound, dust flew up, and the ground beneath the scale showed spider web-like cracks. Matthew witnessed this scene and was secretly shocked in his heart.
The two were scraping the scales on the Iron Python Lizard's body as if they had performed an unprecedented baptism for it. Matthew couldn't help but think that if this Iron Python Lizard had any knowledge, it would also be astonished by its new appearance. He also specially filled a bottle with the Iron Python Lizard's blood to keep as a souvenir.
As for Matthew, who had been drooling over the delicious taste of the Iron Python Lizard, he naturally did not want to miss this opportunity. He cut off a front leg and carried it on his shoulder, ready to feast on it. Before he left, he reluctantly looked back at the mountain of meat and mentally calculated how wonderful it would be if he could take all these delicacies with him!