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"You! You? You are the real body?"
Although cut in half, the Crimson Fox, as an E7-level Mechanical Warrior, would not die so easily. However, it was true that he had lost his combat capability.
"Thank you, you finally guessed it right. Actually, I'm not as brilliant as you think, and I couldn't possibly create an identical clone of myself in just four days. At least, before you revealed your true self, I didn't see through your plan. What I referred to as Papaya Two was merely a type of self-propelled artillery turret controlled by my butler, Sister Claire. Oh, by the way, she is my vibration testing instrument."
At this point, Lin Yuan noticed that in the distance, where there had been nothing before, a delicate Mechanical Body appeared out of thin air. It was only fifty centimeters tall and barely capable of controlling the Hurricane Hammer.
"And then there's Sir K150. You probably didn't expect this either. I have to thank your subordinate, Sour Thorn. If it weren't for the set of cloaking devices he gave me, today wouldn't have turned out like this. By the way, your Search Radar is quite impressive. If it weren't for my remote-controlled machine being exceptional and perfectly combined with the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter Wreckage, I might have been discovered. It was precisely because of this that I was able to draw your attention away from the Crimson Fox and engage in all sorts of meaningless chatter to buy time for my escape and launch this final strike. Now, I can responsibly say that everything can come to an end."
After hearing Lin Yuan's explanation, the Crimson Fox fell silent. His Mechanical Body was severely damaged; although he could still control some Long-Range Attack Weapons for a final struggle, he knew very well that at such close range, there was no chance against Lin Yuan's powerful blue light Assault Longsword.
At that moment, Sir K150 suddenly spoke up: "Papaya, perhaps we can continue negotiating peacefully. Killing me won't do you any good. I will keep your secret if you keep mine. I'll give you all twenty Modification Points and trade you three hundred million Mechanical Coins. As long as I can successfully return to Mechanical City, I'll hand over the bomb activation device installed on the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter Wreckage to you. What do you think?"
"Of course, I am full of confidence and anticipation regarding this deal."
Lin Yuan smiled; this was an unexpected gain—twenty Modification Points and three hundred million Mechanical Coins—definitely a windfall.
But just as Lin Yuan prepared to finish off the Crimson Fox in one swift motion, an extremely dangerous feeling surged over him like a tide.
"Not good!"
Lin Yuan had no time to stop it and quickly retreated. Almost simultaneously, the space around Sir K150 began to distort suddenly. Then they could see his body elongating and thinning instantaneously until it transformed into a terrifying deformity—a black hole no larger than a fist. After maintaining itself for three seconds, the black hole vanished on its own; this was the Spatial Distortion Black Hole Grenade from the Oak Shield.
“Ha ha, Papaya, I am definitely going to die, but don’t think you can just leave like this. Let’s accompany each other to the grave here; without Pterosaur H-, let’s see what you can do!” Crimson Fox laughed maniacally, but this time, what awaited him was the sharp Assault Longsword.
“You can rest easy with such delusions, because I truly cannot bear to strike you down again. Have you even thought about it? When Lord Jazz was assembling the Pterosaur H-, how could any of their assembly actions escape my notice? How could I possibly allow his so-called bomb to take effect? In any case, farewell.”
After dealing with Crimson Fox, Lin Yuan turned around without a hint of mercy, directly slashing down Oak Shield, Crow, Giant Ant, f-Snake Demon, and Sarkozy, killing all five of them. Only then did he activate the strange machine left behind by K150, releasing Hal, Thomas, Bison, and Fat Three.
As soon as they regained their freedom, Thomas couldn’t help but shout, “Oh, Pangu the Great! Damn it! I feel like the twists and turns that happened in this short day are more perverse than my five hundred eighty years of life. It’s unbelievable! Wooden Child, I thought we were doomed for sure. But what’s even more surprising is that you are the evil mastermind behind it all. It seems that in the myths of Earth, justice usually triumphs over evil in the end. I was even worried that according to the normal pattern, there should be a sister jumping out to humanitarianly deal with you in Avalokiteshvara's name!”
“Shut up! We’re running out of time. Bison, Thomas, Fat Three, you three need to go immediately to the fortress wall to fend off the Zerg’s attack. At the very least, delay the time until we’re overwhelmed. Hal, get ready to move; follow my lead in dismantling this thing. Whether we can succeed depends on this last effort!” Lin Yuan commanded loudly as if it were a trivial matter. However, even Hal, Thomas, Bison, and the others finally understood Lin Yuan's methods at this moment; this was far more effective than a hundred times of persuasion.
After eliminating all external disturbances, the assembly of the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter Wreckage proceeded rapidly. In this regard, they had to thank K150; his assembly and repair skills surpassed Lin Yuan's capabilities significantly, saving him a lot of time.
When the massive Swarm was about to break through the outer fortress defenses, this original Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter was finally assembled successfully. With no time for various tests, Lin Yuan activated the engine and shot into space amidst the dense Swarm.
Only at this moment did everyone understand—including Lin Yuan—the madness of Crimson Fox; indeed, the performance of this original Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter was overwhelmingly powerful.
Even under the relentless pursuit and blockade of the dense Swarm, this Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter remained as graceful as a tyrannosaurus rex. Its powerful engine, agile wings, and incredibly sturdy exterior left everyone mesmerized.
After soaring to an altitude of thirty thousand meters, Lin Yuan activated the Pterosaur H-Strike Fighter's space flight mode and charged into outer space at terrifying speeds of one-tenth light speed, completely ignoring those Thorn Reapers’ blockades and instantly escaping.
It was only at this moment that Lin Yuan and others couldn’t help but cheer in celebration. Looking back at the massive RZ Planet, it had already been completely transformed into a stronghold of the Thorned Insect Clan.
“Alright everyone, we have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”
After narrowly escaping the pursuit of the Thorn Reaper, Lin Yuan suddenly declared solemnly.
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