"Liu Kuo is dead!!"
"What do we do? Now that he's dead, we're going to be buried with him!! "
"It's over!!"
"..."
Seeing Liu Kuo die in battle, the pilots of the remaining four mecha turned pale, despair flashing through their eyes. Liu Kuo's status was high, and he was the son of one of the 12 Generals. Now that he had died at Yue Zhong's hands, unless they could kill Yue Zhong, otherwise, death would be the only outcome when they returned to the headquarters. However, with their current strength, it was impossible to kill Yue Zhong.
After evolving to the peak of the Type 7 realm, Yue Zhong could control the atmospheric energy to strengthen himself, attack his enemies, protect himself, and be invulnerable to weapons and fire. He was almost like a god in the legends. Even if the 4 Mechs were to attack together, Yue Zhong could easily crush them with a single slap.
The commander of the A-Grade Battleship looked at Yue Zhong, his eyes filled with fear, not daring to give the order to attack.
Unlike the Type 7 Mutant Lizard, Yue Zhong could fly, and his speed was terrifying. On Galastar, his speed could surpass the speed of sound, and he could easily reach the A-Grade Battleship and destroy it.
Yue Zhong's gaze was like lightning, as he swept the 4 Mechs a look. The pilots shuddered, their eyes filled with fear, as their limbs broke out in cold sweat, not daring to move an inch.
Yue Zhong's gaze suddenly shifted, looking into the distance, only to discover a huge cloud of flying-type Mutant Beasts flying over.
"Retreat!!"
Seeing Yue Zhong's gaze shift, the pilot of the highest ranking Wasp Mech barked out, and piloted his mech towards the A-Type Battleship like a shooting star.
The other 3 Mechs also rose into the air, in an attempt to escape.
"Want to escape? Leave one for me! "
Yue Zhong eyed the 4 Mechs in the sky, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as he sent out a Dragon-Capturing Fist.
A dragon-shaped force appeared, grabbing onto the Wasp Mech, pulling it in front of Yue Zhong.
Yue Zhong casually pointed at the Wasp Mech, and the cockpit of the Wasp Mech was crushed by an invisible force, crumbling apart.
At the same time, the pilot of the Wasp Mech was sucked towards Yue Zhong.
The pilot was wearing a helmet and a black biological armor enhanced suit. The black biological armor enhanced suit had a bulging chest and a slender waist. She was clearly a female pilot.
"Woman?" Yue Zhong swept a glance at the female pilot, and ignored her. He only wanted to capture one person alive. It didn't matter whether the person was a man or a woman.
An invisible shackle formed from Yuan Qi firmly bound the pilot, locking him in place five meters behind Yue Zhong.
A seventh-grade expert could control a portion of the world's vital energy, allowing them to fly in the sky and destroy mountains. Of course, the ability to manipulate the world's vital energy could only be mastered by intelligent beings with flesh and blood. The Type 7 Sentient Mechs had strong firepower and tough bodies, but they did not have the ability to control the energy.
An ordinary Type 7 Divine Warrior in a weaker world, if it was Earth before the apocalypse, would have already become a God, invincible. It was not impossible to control the entire world.
After evolving to the peak of the Type 7 realm, Yue Zhong could do all sorts of unimaginable things. With just a thought, he could stare a Type 2 Divine Warrior to death. If he were to activate his [Art of Fear], his aura would spread outwards, and anyone below the Type 2 Divine Warrior level would be scared to death by his aura.
Seeing that the humans seemed to be trying to escape, the leader of the Mutant Beasts, who was over 1km in length and had a wingspan of over 2km, had a dragon's wings, the head of a wyrm, and the body of a crocodile. His eyes flashed with a mocking glint, as his voice boomed out like thunder, "Trying to escape? Puny humans, you dare to kill the subordinates of my Wyrm-Crocodile King?! Today, all of you shall die!! "
The moment the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King spoke, it flapped its wings, and a powerful atmospheric energy enveloped its body. In an instant, it disappeared from its location, reappearing strangely in front of the battleship and slammed into it viciously.
Hong!!
Following an earth-shattering explosion, the energy shield of the battleship was shattered, and the huge body of the battleship also disintegrated under the impact of the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King's attack, turning into countless broken parts that shot out in all directions. At the same time, there was an earth-shattering explosion.
The terrifying explosion engulfed everything, and everyone in the battleship died in the explosion.
The female pilot beside Yue Zhong watched as the battleship was destroyed by the Wyrm-Crocodile King, and her face turned pale, her eyes flashing with despair, "Type 8 … Type 8 flying Mutant Beast …. This time, we're all doomed. There's no hope, we're definitely going to die! "
Hearing the voice of the Wyrm-Crocodile King, everyone in the command center turned pale, their eyes filled with despair.
Chu He's face was pale, as he spoke, "Type 8 Mutant Beast!! Damn it!! It can speak, it's a Type 8 Mutant Beast!! It's over, we're all dead!! "
Luo Zhi De's face was also ashen, his eyes filled with despair, as he muttered, "Type 8 Mutant Beast, how did we offend a Type 8 Mutant Beast?!"
A Type 7 Mutant Beast was practically undefeatable to humans. A Type 8 Mutant Beast was at least 10 times more terrifying than a Type 7 Mutant Beast. They possessed intelligence comparable to humans, and their senses were strong. Every single move they made was filled with strength. They could truly topple mountains and overturn seas.
Although there were over 10,000 human soldiers in this desert, against a Type 8 Mutant Beast, even if all of them died, it would not be able to harm the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King in the slightest.
After destroying the battleship, the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King easily flew out from the explosion, without a single scratch on its body.
The Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King turned around and looked down at Yue Zhong, as though it was looking at an ant, as it spoke condescendingly, "Human, kneel and submit to the great Wyrm-Crocodile King. Only by becoming the slave of the great Wyrm-Crocodile King can you live on. Otherwise, I'll squash you like an ant. For the great Wyrm-Crocodile King to make a lowly human like you a slave, it is your honor. You should be content. "
The voice of the Wyrm-Crocodile King was like thunder, causing the female pilot to feel her chest tighten, her face turning pale and on the verge of spitting out blood.
Yue Zhong's eyes flashed with ridicule, as he retorted, "Just based on a lizard like you? I'm lacking a watchdog, and you seem to be the most suitable. If you kneel down and beg me, I will reluctantly let you be my watchdog. Otherwise, don't blame me for tearing your skin off and turning you into a puppet. "
The female pilot stared at Yue Zhong with a look of disbelief, "Is this person crazy?"
When the Wyrm-Crocodile King heard Yue Zhong's sarcasm, its eyes flashed with a savage glint, as it laughed, "Good, good, good, this is the first time I've seen a human being so arrogant in front of me. Once I capture you, I will tear your skin off and let you experience all the pain in this world. "
In its rage, the Wyrm-Crocodile King flapped its wings, causing a powerful gust of wind to surge, as it shot towards Yue Zhong viciously.
Ramming was also one of the Wyrm-Crocodile King's specialties. Its massive body weighed millions of tons, and a single ramming from it was like a mountain. Even an expert of the same level would be smashed into a pile of meat paste.
The physical strength of a Type 8 Mutant Beast was truly tyrannical. Using its body, a casual attack could shake the heavens and earth.
Facing that earth-shattering attack, with a thought, Yue Zhong sent the female pilot flying to the ground with a burst of energy. He then took a step forward, his left hand being Yin, right hand being Yang, as the atmospheric energy within a radius of a few li was sucked dry, gathering in his hands. With a clap of his palms, the 6th Yin Yang Palm slammed towards the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King.
After reaching the peak of the Type 7 realm, Yue Zhong's aptitude had risen once more, allowing him to comprehend the 6th Yin Yang Palm, increasing his might to 64 times.
The huge Yin Yang Palm descended from the skies, slamming into the body of the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King.
Hong!!
A terrifying shockwave blasted out in all directions, causing the Yin Yang Palm to crumble, while the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King was sent flying back a few kilometers.
After being sent flying, the Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King's eyes flashed with disbelief, as it roared out, "Impossible!! How is this possible?! You're just a human, and a Type 7 at that!! How can you suppress me with just strength?! Impossible!! "
In terms of physical strength, a Type 8 Mutant Beast was already comparable to a Type 9 human powerhouse. The Type 8 Wyrm-Crocodile King refused to believe that it could be suppressed by this puny human.
Inside the command center, Chu He's mouth was agape, as he stammered, "Too strong!! This... is this still... a human?! How can he be so strong?! "
Luo Zhi De was also shocked speechless, "Defending against a Type 8 Mutant Beast? Is he human?! Or is he a god of legends?! "
Everyone in the command center was the same, as they stared at Yue Zhong, as though they were looking at a god of legends. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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