Compared to the beta version made by Clairvoyant Galrett, the Roxon exoskeleton in front of Gideon was obviously much more complete, and it was a more technologically advanced exoskeleton.
But Gideon had investigated this project and knew that it was extremely painful when the Death Warrior exoskeleton locked onto the body.
This was no problem for a big boss like him. After all, it wasn't for his own use.
Now it was his turn, but under Wernar's gaze, he didn't dare to delay. He braced himself and walked forward.
His daughter was just killed by Wernar? There was nothing he could do.
Gideon had the heart to protect his daughter, but she was already dead, and he didn't have the courage to die right now.
If he was really a person who didn't fear death, then he should've been the one who was sent to an alien planet to be fed to the beehives when he was young, not his friend.
Wernar wasn't wrong at all.
Gideon did lack the courage to sacrifice himself. He was a typical person who cherished his own life when doing great things.
He was smart and resourceful. Relying on the resources and power left behind by his family, he became the leader of Hydra, but he never dared to be ruthless to himself.
So, in the face of naked power, he surrendered very quickly.
The pain in the Death Warrior exoskeleton made him scream with a twisted face.
Wernar didn't stop him.
It was only when the green light for the lock-on turned green that he waved his hand, indicating that it was time to make a move.
Gideon endured both psychological and physical pain. With a fierce glint in his eyes, he walked up to a group of opponents and grabbed a middle-aged white man in the front row.
The middle-aged man was horrified. "Gideon, what are you doing? We're just having a business dispute. You're breaking the rules. "
Gideon didn't listen to his nonsense at all. While grabbing the middle-aged man with one hand, he strangled him with the other and tightened his grip.
The exoskeleton wrapped around the palm was full of power. Under the middle-aged man's horrified eyes, it crushed his throat and stopped him from breathing.
The middle-aged man struggled in Gideon's grip for a moment. His face was red, his eyes bulged, and his head drooped as he died in Gideon's hands.
After killing this troublesome business opponent with his own hands, the violence in Gideon's eyes gradually faded, and he felt extremely lonely. No matter how much money and power he had, in the end, he couldn't resist simple violence.
This big opponent was like this, so was he.
Wearing a long black trench coat, Wernar stood with his hands behind his back. "How does it feel to take a life with your own hands?"
Gideon just shook his head.
"These are all necessary 'sacrifices' … Go, get rid of the rest, and we'll be ready to go."
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Unhurried applause rang out in the room.
Wernar, a dozen or so Inhumans, Gideon, and the one who had been kidnapped turned their heads in unison.
More than ten meters away, a black and white figure exited from the transparent state. He clapped his hands slowly. "Wonderful. Truly wonderful."
"Death Knell (Big Dipper)!" A few of the mutants exclaimed.
The Big Dipper clone ignored them.
These people were completely under Werner's control, and trying to play the emotional card was a waste of time.
He just stared at Wornal. "Last time, you ran away after I slashed you. Today, you should show some courage to sacrifice yourself."
Whoosh!
Seven or eight meters away, a figure dashed toward Big Dipper at a speed indiscernible to the naked eye. In an instant, the figure took away the two blades on his back and returned to his original position.
The Latin American woman in her mid-twenties waved the long blades in her hands and asked mockingly, "Who else can you slash now?"
Big Dipper crossed his arms and looked at her with his head tilted. "Didn't your mother tell you that stealing from others will get you into big trouble?"
The woman waved the long blades again and made a provocative gesture. "You're an enemy, and these are the spoils of war."
Big Dipper nodded. "Well, that makes sense, so you can lie down now."
Almost as soon as he said that, the hilts of the two long blades exploded with high-voltage pulses of electricity, and the smug beauty was instantly electrocuted like a human stick, falling straight back.
Big Dipper lowered his hands and waved his palms.
Like puppies that sensed their master, the two long blades flew back to his hands with a whoosh.
Wernar, who had been silent since Big Dipper appeared, sent the attack order to the dozen or so Inhumans at the same time.
The dozen or so people who had been standing loosely suddenly moved.
Five of them retreated to Wernar's side, and the other three moved slightly forward. The six of them surrounded Big Dipper.
The six people surrounding Big Dipper had just finished blocking him, and the three people behind them attacked almost at the same time. Lincoln released electricity, Lady Freeze spat out an ice pillar, and the middle-aged woman created illusions. Three types of long-range attacks fell on Big Dipper.
Big Dipper's hands, which were hanging on either side of him, suddenly turned in a circle and parted.
The two long blades that had been flying backward suddenly spun and changed directions at the same time as they slashed at the backs of Lincoln and Lady Freeze.
Almost at the same time, a man next to Wernar raised his hands and made a slapping motion.
The arc of the spinning long blades widened, and they missed Lincoln and Lady Freeze.
This man was naturally the psychic who had been sent crashing by her shockwave when she caught Skye.
Unmoved, Luke waved his hands and gestured with his fingers. The two long sabers spun around him like two propellers as he waited for the next attack.
The second person next to Wernar also attacked. The young man suddenly raised his sunglasses and glared at Luke.
Luke sneered and raised his palms. "Take this — Solar Fist!"
As soon as he said the first word, his palms flashed with enough light to blind people.
By the time he finished shouting the name of the move, the laser-eyed mutant was already covering his eyes and crying.
This was ample proof that the effects of light were mutual. Just because the eyes could shoot lasers didn't mean they weren't afraid of flash grenades.
The other mutants were all wearing smart anti-glare tactical goggles. Clearly, they were also guarding against the regular troops using flash grenades.
As long as they didn't happen to be restrained by superpowers and didn't lower their heads to avoid looking directly at the flash, the mutants would still be blinded for a while.
The six Inhumans that had surrounded him finally launched their attacks.
If they didn't attack, their companions in charge of long-range support would be wiped out.
The sticky, middle-aged man lay down on the ground. His back muscles twisted as he moved forward, and his hands and feet stretched out into four tentacles.
He was bullying Big Dipper because he didn't have a blade and couldn't cut off his limbs in one go. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so bold.
On the other side, the brawny fighter, who had been strengthened, moved forward from the side and waved his fists to create pressure.
The Big Dipper clone snorted coldly and suddenly pulled out two guns from the sides of his legs. He pointed them at the two of them. "You've become a lot bolder after not seeing you for a few days."
When the sticky, middle-aged man and the brawny fighter heard Big Dipper's words, their hearts skipped a beat. If they aimed their guns at Big Dipper, someone would die in seconds.
They hadn't forgotten how Big Dipper had blown up the heads of four killers with just one question from Jia Ying.
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