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"boom!"
The warhammer slammed into the shield with a deafening roar. Thrall felt his arm go numb and was secretly alarmed that the madman's power had increased again. Was it because of his rage state?
At the moment of impact, the shield's surface, with its countless tiny mechanical units wriggling, absorbed and dispersed some of the impact force, leaving Jock unharmed.
Do you know how to write the word "death"?
Jock changed his attack, and several high-speed spinning drills suddenly sprang out from the edge of his shield, aiming straight for Thrall's chest and abdomen.
At the same time, he raised his left arm, and the armor plate on his arm slid off, revealing the muzzle of a multi-barreled rapid-fire machine gun.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"
At such close range, Thrall could only awkwardly roll to the side, swinging his warhammer to block drills and bullets, causing his energy shield to ripple.
From a distance, Jock's attacks appeared like a raging storm, completely disregarding the cost. With his precise control over the machinery and his fearless madness, he managed to completely suppress Thrall and gain the upper hand for a time.
"Then I should fight with all my might!"
Thrall roared and slammed his warhammer into the ground, activating his ability Earth Pulse. The ground trembled violently, and countless sharp metal spikes suddenly shot out from the ground, attempting to pierce through Jock in one fell swoop.
As if he had a premonition, Jock activated his foot thrusters instantly, nimbly dodging the ground spikes. At the same time, the hatch behind him opened, and dozens of self-destructing drones, each no bigger than a basketball, flew out and swarmed towards Sal like a bee.
Jock, the King of Junk, is a late-stage sixth-tier fighter!
Chapter 231 Give Me a Helping Hand
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Thrall swung his warhammer, unleashing an energy field that blasted the drones apart one by one in mid-air, but the shockwaves and shrapnel from the explosions still left him quite disheveled.
After a fierce battle, Thrall, though not defeated, was hampered by Jock's suicidal fighting style and suffered several injuries.
Although Jock appeared to be insane, a hint of anxiety flashed deep in his eyes. His energy and ammunition reserves wouldn't last long under such a high-intensity burst.
Just as Jock was about to pounce again, risking the destruction of part of his cybernetic body to severely injure Sal, Chen Yuan spoke up.
"Sarl, step back."
Upon hearing this, Sal gritted his teeth and could only put away his hammer, step back, and stand respectfully to the side: "Yes, Lord Chen Yuan."
Jock turned his head sharply and saw Chen Yuan walking slowly out alone from the damaged exit of the main control hall.
His nanotech suit gleamed with a deep luster, and his expression was indifferent, as if the mess before him had nothing to do with him.
"And who are you?" Jock asked, frowning.
"My name is Chen Yuan, and I've set my sights on your territory," Chen Yuan said indifferently.
Jock stared intently at Chen Yuan, forcing out a few words through gritted teeth, "Was it you who ordered Sal to steal my house?"
Chen Yuan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic junkyard: "I've already recycled the scrap metal here. You should do something meaningful."
"Meaning? I am meaning."
Jock was speechless, thinking to himself, "Is the other person crazy? Let me see if you have the right to act like this in front of me."
With a loud shout, the bizarre armor he wore, crackling with electricity and steam, flew out of the transport ship and quickly covered his entire body.
After successfully changing his clothes, Jock had multiple detachable mechanical tentacles on his back that spun around like snakes, and his energy fluctuations suddenly surged to the peak of the late sixth rank.
Jock was once a renowned mechanical genius, but he was wanted by the Moon Palace for conducting inhumane mechanical modification experiments.
Although he is eccentric and somewhat paranoid, he has a morbid obsession with machinery and enjoys transforming the corpses of prisoners and enemies into combat puppets.
"Turn into scrap metal!"
Jock spread his arms and activated his mechanical abilities at full power.
Mechanical activation!
All the surrounding metal debris, broken cannon barrels, twisted armor plates, and discarded engine parts... seemed to be given new life, rising up like a torrent of steel and shooting towards Chen Yuan from all directions.
At the same time, the mechanical tentacles on his back detached on their own, turning into small self-propelled turrets and self-destructing robots, which, together with the metal attacks, formed a net-like attack.
Faced with a terrifying attack that could engulf an armored squad, Chen Yuan simply raised his right hand.
Nanocore, matter reconstruction, barrier morphology.
The nanoparticles around him surged forth as if alive, instantly forming a constantly flowing, shimmering metallic nanomaterial wall in front of him.
The incoming torrent of metal struck the nanowall, producing a dense, rain-like clanging sound, but all attacks were blocked by this seemingly thin wall, which was actually constantly repairing and strengthening itself.
"Ok?"
Jock's pupils contracted. His mechanical synchronization was unable to interfere with, and even disintegrated, that strange wall. Was it an unknown metal?
"Then let's try this one, the Scrap Recycling Cannon!"
Jock's shoulder armor bulged, shooting out a viscous, pitch-black mass of metallic scrap that emitted a pungent odor and was highly corrosive. This mass of scrap continuously absorbed the surrounding metal fragments in the air, growing to the size of a small mountain, and pressed down on the nanowall.
Chen Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and the nanowall instantly deformed, transforming from a flat surface into a giant spiral drill bit, actively heading towards the clump of waste.
"Zizzizi..."
The drill bit spun at high speed, instantly shredding the huge mass of waste. The corrosive liquid was isolated and evaporated by the nanoparticles, failing to harm Chen Yuan in the slightest.
"how is this possible?"
One of Jock's greatest strengths was so easily countered?
"Is that all there is to it—just some scrap metal?"
Chen Yuan's voice remained calm, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of disappointment. He lowered his right hand, and the nanoparticles flowed back.
"Too deceiving!"
Jock took a desperate gamble, opening his chest armor plate and unleashing a massive coil that began charging, bursting forth with blinding blue-white arcs of electricity.
He was going to release a wide-range electromagnetic pulse in an instant, even if it damaged his own equipment, to paralyze Chen Yuan's obviously high-tech battle suit.
hum!
An invisible electromagnetic storm swept outwards from Jock, causing some electronic devices of both Sal's and Jock's men to instantly smoke and malfunction.
However, at the center of the storm, Chen Yuan's nanosuit only experienced a layer of water-like energy ripples before returning to calm.
The anti-interference capability of Loongson 10 far exceeded Joker's imagination.
"Electromagnetic pulses? They pose no threat to me now."
Chen Yuan shook his head. "It seems you've run out of tricks."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yuan's figure blurred.
Shadow Stealth activated, instantly disappearing from the spot.
Jock was shocked and frantically scanned his surroundings.
The next second, Chen Yuan appeared like a ghost from the shadows behind Jock. Nanoparticles gathered in his right hand, and the Molecular Disintegration Sword was formed. With a dark red arc of death, it silently slashed at Jock's mechanical tentacles.
"Snap, hiss..."
Several mechanical tentacles that couldn't dodge in time were severed, the cuts not neat but showing grotesque marks of being melted by high temperature and destroyed by molecular structure.
"what!"
Jock cried out in pain, not only physically but also emotionally. These tentacles were the fruits of his labor, which he cherished like children.
He turned around frantically, and his remaining tentacles and arm weapons opened fire at full speed—bullets, energy beams, and small missiles—autonomously locking onto targets and unleashing a barrage of fire.
Chen Yuan's figure blurred again as he continuously activated spatial teleportation, moving through the barrage of bullets as if strolling in a garden. He then appeared at the angle most difficult for Jock to defend against, unleashing the Molecular Disintegration Sword with a horizontal slash that left deep burn marks on Jock's armor.
Thus, all of Jock's attacks landed on empty air, and his defenses were easily broken down.
He felt like a mouse being toyed with, facing an incomprehensible monster.
"Asshole, bastard!"
The immense pressure pushed Jock to the brink of mental collapse. He began to recklessly overload all weapon systems, even preparing to detonate the armor core in an attempt to take Chen Yuan down with him.
"ended."
Chen Yuan's cold voice rang in his ears.
Spatial Cage!
An invisible wall instantly appeared around Jock's body, completely imprisoning all his energy output and self-destruct program within it.
At the same time, Chen Yuan used his left hand to release an electromagnetic gravity field to suppress Qiao Ke.
"Ugh... Ahhh!"
Jock felt an irresistible force slam him hard into the ground. His armor groaned under the strain, and he was pinned to the ground, unable to move even a finger. The self-destruct energy he had just gathered was also forcibly dispersed.
The space is enhanced by gravity and magnetic fields, forcibly suppressing the opponent.
Chen Yuan slowly walked up to him, the nano-mask removing to reveal a pair of deep, star-like eyes.
"Your abilities are interesting, but your vision is limited to these junk. Are you interested in doing something for me?"
Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Humans should stop fighting amongst themselves. I need your strength to help me."
Chapter 232 Poisonous Woman Vera
Jock struggled to lift his head, feeling the dissipation of his internal power and the terrifying pressure of the gravitational field.
All his madness and anger vanished into powerless bubbles at that moment.
Jock realized that everything he was so proud of might really just be a pile of... junk in the other person's eyes.
The madness in his eyes completely vanished, and Jock regained his composure, asking, "What exactly do you want?"
"Disaster is closing in on us, and you are completely unaware of it. All your grand theories are just empty words. If you don't want to die, then do something for me. I will set you free in two years, and I will not interfere with what you want to do then."
Chen Yuan got straight to the point without wasting any time.
"Your fist is bigger, so you get to call the shots."
Jock took a deep breath, weighed the pros and cons, and said, "I... surrender..."
Seeing this, Chen Yuan nodded and removed the gravity field and spatial barrier.
"Compile all the scrap metal, including that damaged in the battle, and hand it over to me for disposal."