Prey that had entered the trap would have a hard time escaping.
Of course, as the prey, Potter didn't have this awareness.
Not only did he have to break free from the trap, he was also thinking about how to get rid of the Stonewall Team.
However, when that seemingly cumbersome robot floated in the air, Potter Bai clearly felt a threat.
He had originally thought that the other party was a fixed point firepower type, but he didn't expect that their mobility wasn't weak.
That was fine, but the main problem was that the other party's teamwork was too strong, and it was extremely strenuous for him to deal with them alone.
If at least one of his companions cooperated with him, he was confident that he could pull out the other party's claws and slowly nibble away at them.
Unfortunately, that was just an 'if'.
The team had been forcefully scattered by Bujand's team, and most of them could only fight for themselves.
Of course, the people of the association wanted this kind of situation where they could fully display their individual combat ability.
In terms of individual combat ability, the strengthening-type Potter Bai had high confidence, but when he saw the teamwork of the Stonewall Team, he already had thoughts of retreating.
In this kind of situation where he had lost the initiative, even if President Nitro came, it would be hard for him to gain an advantage.
"I can only retreat for now …"
Potter Bai's injuries weren't light, so it was best to avoid the battle and wait for his injuries to heal.
With his strengthening-type cultivation and physical attributes, this kind of injury wouldn't take too long to heal.
The thought of avoiding the battle subconsciously affected Potter Bai's body movements.
The feeling of being able to counterattack at any time completely disappeared, leaving only a determination to not turn his head back.
The Psychic Bullets that weren't weak fell like rain behind Potter Bai, creating a long row of shallow craters on the ground.
"The prey wants to escape."
Muuherr held the gun in one hand, while his other hand quickly made three signs to his teammates.
It wasn't the international sign language, but the [Decoding Sign Language] that only worked within the Stonewall Team.
[Do you want to use the C formation?]
The so-called C formation was a group of hunting dogs that would bear the risk and slow down the prey.
[No, the prey is the type that has a strong counterattack, we can't give him any chance.]
A cold glint flashed in Muuherr's eyes, and the three fingers he raised suddenly changed, changing into five different forms, before he stopped.
[Block the door, hunt the trapped beast!]
[Understood!]
The number of Psychic Bullets fired at Porter Bai was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Reduce firepower and increase mobility.
Potter, who had made up his mind to avoid the battle, did not realize this.
Graham floated in the air, and the Gatling Gun in his right hand changed its form with a wave of telekinesis. It turned into a tank-like cannon barrel, and a dark, cold luster flashed on the barrel.
This kind of double-precision operation is extremely difficult, and only a psychic of Law's level can do it.
If it weren't for the help of his three teammates, Graham wouldn't have been able to do this.
This was the terrifying aspect of teamwork.
The long barrel emitting a dangerous luster was aimed at Porter Bai's back, and a mass of psychokinesis condensed at the end of the barrel.
A second later, a shell containing a large amount of psychokinesis was shot out of the barrel.
In that instant, Potter Bai sensed the danger and reacted accordingly.
He first stopped abruptly, then turned his ankle, narrowly avoiding the shell that was compressed with a large amount of psychokinesis.
At this moment, he turned around and saw the cannon barrel in Graham's right hand. His expression changed.
"That robot … was instantiated?!"
Potter Bai's heart shook. It was hard to imagine what kind of instantiation psychic could instantiate a robot and freely switch weapon forms.
This kind of thing was too much of a cheat!
Mercenaries fought all year round, so they had to do their best to keep information about their combat strength, which was one of the basic conditions for survival.
Once too much information about their combat strength was exposed, then the mercenary team's lifespan obviously wouldn't be long.
There were still many things that Potter Bai didn't know, such as the Stonewall Team's well-hidden … armory supply strategy.
How could a team member recognized by Bujand be easy to deal with?
Potter Bai's attention was attracted by the cannon barrel, and he didn't realize that the shell just now wasn't aimed at him.
That shell passed through the exit and flew into the slanted tunnel, where it immediately exploded!
"Bang!"
Psychokinesis was released, and the powerful force directly blew up the tunnel.
Because the tunnel's floor was slanted upwards or downwards, the shell was able to produce such an effect.
When the sound of the explosion pushed the smoke and dust into the room, Portland realized that the enemy had fired the cannonball to block his escape route.
If not for Graham suddenly switching weapons and suddenly shooting out such a powerful artillery shell, Porter Bai might have been aware of it and attempted to change the trajectory of the artillery shell.
But it was too late.
He didn't have enough information, so when the enemy made a move, Potter Bai was always one step slower.
The first exit was blown up, followed by the second, and the third …
His escape route was gradually blocked off.
Potter Bai's identity was gradually changing into a [Trapped Beast].
Understanding that it would be difficult for him to break away from the Stonewall Team's pursuit, Potter Bai decisively made his decision.
Since that was the case, then he would fight with his back to the river.
Potter Bai suddenly changed directions, and the strengthening psychic power turned his body into a small sun, charging towards the Stonewall Team.
There were still two exits, and the Stonewall Team didn't expect Potter Bai to make such a change. In his haste, Graham didn't even have time to switch the cannon barrel to the Gatling Gun.
The bullet speed of a cannon barrel was far inferior to a machine gun, and without a Gatling Gun, the Stonewall Team's barrage of bullets would be weakened by a third.
This change gave Potter Bai an opportunity to take advantage of.
Suddenly, both sides realized that this confrontation would determine the direction of the situation!
The members of the Stonewall Team seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, their minds focused like never before, and Potter Bai also made a very risky move.
He transferred a portion of the psychic power used for defense from his upper body to his legs, increasing his mobility.
Lowering his defense in exchange for speed was extremely risky.
But he made the right bet, or rather, he made the right choice.
Without the firepower of a Gatling Gun, Potter Bai, who had sacrificed his defense in exchange for speed, successfully broke through the interweaving rain of bullets from the Stonewall Team.
"Oh no …!"
Muuherr was startled, but Potter Bai's reckless move gave him a sudden and violent burst of speed, catching the Stonewall Team unprepared.
While they were still thinking about how to defend against this wave of attack, Potter Bai had already raised his arm, sending a fist towards Graham's cockpit!
At the moment when victory was about to be determined, the three members of the Stonewall Team sitting in Graham's open cockpit made an astonishing move with extreme tacit understanding.
The three of them jumped up, using their bodies to block Potter Bai's fist.
"Useless effort!!!"
Potter Bai's eyes were filled with surging killing intent, and his fist went straight forward, piercing through the bodies of the three members, before hitting the cockpit.
Graham was sent flying with a single punch, while Potter followed after him with a blank expression.
"Graham!"
Muuherr's expression suddenly changed, as he and the remaining members of the Stonewall Team looked towards Graham, who had been sent flying by Potter Bai.
"Boom!"
Graham was sent flying into a pile of wreckage, the force of the impact sending the excess wreckage flying.
Potter Bai's arm was connected to the three badly mutilated corpses, his right fist embedded in Graham's cockpit.
"Unfortunately, I'm too strong."
An emotionless mechanical voice came out from the cockpit.
Potter Bai looked at the circular black device that his right fist was pressing against, his eyes wide open, and his expression filled with disbelief.
"S.K. Military Training Device …!"
"You … can even materialize this kind of device with a complicated internal structure!"
Potter Bai's incredulous gaze seemed to penetrate the cockpit, and clearly see who was inside.
"It's not hard."
It was still the emotionless mechanical voice.
The S.K. Military Training Device's function was … to reduce force, especially impact force.
.....
In the distance, the Black Cat was walking in the air.
Roland was sitting cross-legged on the back of the Black Cat, when suddenly, he frowned.
Under the puzzled gazes of the other members, he summoned the Hand of God book, and flipped to a page that had turned black.
"What's wrong?"
Biscay asked, puzzled.
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