Colonial Suit

Number 9 was in a terrible state. The hooded cloak that had covered his entire body had been torn to shreds by the shockwave. Parts of it were still burning fiercely, revealing the metal body underneath. One of his left legs had disappeared, the break as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off by some sharp object. The right arm, which had been used as a weapon, was the most thoroughly destroyed. It had been completely disassembled into pieces of metal, scattered everywhere.

But none of this was the most important thing. The most important thing was that a piece of metal skull was exposed on his head, which was being held!

"Whoa..." Only at this moment did people realize that this Number 9 was not human at all, but a humanoid machine.

How... how could this be possible?

The elders did not understand the concept of robots. In their eyes, Number 9 was a divine artifact with self-awareness, which was simply terrifying.

At Number 9's feet, the other Numbers 7 and 5 were not doing much better. Their hooded cloaks had also been destroyed by the explosion, revealing their true faces underneath. Number 7 was a woman with a scarred face, while Number 5 was a young man wearing a denim outfit. However, unlike Number 9, who was almost completely destroyed, Numbers 7 and 5 were mostly intact.

Number 7 was kneeling on one knee at Number 9's feet, with an energy scythe spitting out green arcs of electricity resting on her neck. Number 5, on the other hand, was standing under a wall of the arena, smoking a cigar, with a dense pile of yellow bullet casings at his feet and a look of shock on his face.

The handle of the scythe was held by a blonde little boy with an innocent smile. Opposite the cowboy Number 5 stood a priest with a sunny smile, carrying a huge black cross on his back.

No one knew what had happened in the storm just now. But looking at the current scene, everyone knew that the three Divine Generals had suffered a great loss, and the people who had made them suffer were these figures who had suddenly appeared.

A pair of twin siblings, a priest, a black panther with fierce eyes, and... a man in a black combat suit who lifted Number 9 with one hand, his expression cold.

"Who are you?" On the high platform, the tall man's pupils contracted slightly. He asked in a deep voice.

The man carrying Number 9 glanced at him coldly and said coldly.

"My name is Blood瞳."

"He is the false god of the Hans tribe!" Elder Cass was awake at this time and crawled over in a sorry state and shouted, "My lord, he is that false god!"

"Shut up, I know." The tall man interrupted Elder Cass's nonsense with a cold shout.

His eyes narrowed.

Although the man who called himself Blood瞳 looked very ordinary, his intuition, honed from years of fighting on the edge of life and death, told him that this man was definitely not easy to deal with. For some reason, looking at Blood瞳's indifferent figure, a leopard suddenly appeared in the tall man's mind.

A proud but dangerous leopard.

"You are a mercenary..." Almost gnashing his teeth, the tall man spat out these words from between his teeth.

"..." Blood瞳 did not answer, but his expression was a default.

The tall man's gaze turned to Number 9, who he was holding in his hand, with a complex expression.

"I know that you and I are from the same place, and only landed here because of the star's lost path. But if I were you, I would let him go now. That way, maybe I can spare your lives."

"..." Blood瞳 still did not answer, but his hand tightened, raising Number 9 even higher.

The assault pod raid just now was his doing. Originally, according to Blood瞳's plan, he intended to use the assault pod raid to suppress the enemy first, and then take advantage of the chaos to gather everyone's strength to kill a few opponents first. But he didn't expect the enemy to be more difficult to deal with than he had imagined. After a storm of fighting, the real result was only this Number 9. Number 7 was shot in the knee by Mia at the last moment, and then suppressed by Bo Xi's scythe, which could only be regarded as control.

However, Blood瞳 did not expect that in such a situation, the tall man's first words were still a threat...

Secretly assessing the strength of both sides, Blood瞳's expression was indifferent on the surface. He coldly raised his head and glanced at the tall man, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!"

In full view of the public, his five fingers suddenly closed, and Number 9's head was instantly crushed into a ball by him.

Blood and brains splattered between Blood瞳's fingers. The tall man's face suddenly changed drastically.

"Wow!" The surrounding elders stood up together, exclaiming in unison. They never expected that a Divine General would fall before the main gods of both sides had even fought. And the fall was so decisive and so sudden.

Blood瞳 answered the tall man's threat with the most direct action.

"You, are, courting, death." The tall man's eyes burst out with a fierce light, and he said word by word. His voice was so cold that it seemed to be spat out from between his teeth, making everyone who approached him feel a chill. As he spoke, Number 3, who had been behind him without speaking, suddenly twisted his body and jumped down from the stands.

Just as his body was still in mid-air, the hooded cloak on his body shattered into pieces, revealing the armor underneath.

It was a set of silver-white light armor, and the appearance used a streamlined design, which looked full of speed. Before he landed, he suddenly curled up, and then as many as twelve contrails sprayed out from behind him. He kicked towards Blood瞳.

His movements were so fast that they actually formed a series of phantoms behind him. Before he even got close, the strong wind pressure pressed down head-on, causing the surrounding rubble around Blood瞳 to fly in all directions.

The incident happened suddenly, but how could Blood瞳 and others not be prepared?

Just as Number 3 was about to land, a burst of gunfire like a storm suddenly rang out from behind Blood瞳. Immediately afterwards, the trajectories of countless bullets suddenly appeared in the sky, sealing off all of Number 3's attack routes. In a flash of lightning, Number 3 only had time to curl his body into a ball before he suffered the attack of countless metal bullets.

For a time, only the sound of gunfire continued, and a large amount of sparks splashed from all parts of Number 3's body, actually pushing him into the sky. But this Number 3 was extremely fierce. He actually stabilized his posture against the rain of bullets, and then suddenly shook, and two identical Number 3s appeared next to him.

"This is..." Blood瞳's pupils contracted sharply, and he remembered an ability.

Physical clone!

This is a mysterious ability. The function is to create two identical clones in a short period of time to share the damage for the main body. But unlike the general meaning of the clone. Each sub-body of the entity clone is real, in other words, it can also attack and has part of the combat power of the main body.

No one knows how this ability works, but it does not hinder its power. People with such abilities can increase their combat power by three times in a short period of time! What a huge improvement is this?

It sounds complicated, but it's just a moment.

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Almost at the same time as the clone appeared, a gap finally appeared in the rain of bullets poured out by Mia. There was no way around it, even if Mia's arc trajectory technique was strong, her calculation ability was far behind Number 3's movements. She could suppress one Number 3. But when three Number 3s appeared, it was difficult for her to take care of them all.

Suddenly, Number 3 flashed and broke through Mia's barrage. He rushed down again. From the beginning to the present, all his movements were completed in the air, but he was as flexible as a civet cat. Where was there any awkwardness? He fell from the air in an instant and kicked Mia's 'Corpse Maker'.

With a muffled sound of 'bang', Mia staggered back. A look of pain appeared on her beautiful little face. Visibly to the naked eye, a strange dent appeared in the gun chamber of her 'Corpse Maker' Gauss machine gun. It was actually broken by a single blow.

Then the other two clones of Number 3 fell at the same time. They kicked Mia's shoulders from the left and right. The little girl Mia flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the wall in the distance with a bang, and then sank deeply into it.

Smoke filled the air, and people could no longer see Mia's figure.

"Sister!!" Bo Xi was shocked and wanted to rush over.

But before she could turn around, Number 7, who had been controlled by her, suddenly revealed a cold light in her eyes. She suddenly grabbed the energy scythe on her neck with one hand. Without seeing her use any means, Bo Xi's scythe exploded inch by inch, turning into a pile of parts.

"You should take care of yourself first!" Number 7's scarred face showed a hideous smile. She suddenly pounced on Bo Xi, who was close at hand.

"You're courting death!" Little Bo Xi was furious! Hundreds of metal wires burst out from her body. These metal wires were extremely sharp, just like flying bee needles, and instantly opened into a huge net. Caught off guard, Number 7's body was instantly penetrated by these metal wires, and she was hung in the air like a flying insect in a net.

Bo Xi's metal wire has extremely strong tension. Looking from a distance, it is like a hedgehog that suddenly extends its thorns. And Number 7 was pierced with holes by these thorns, and even one of her eyes was penetrated. It looked extremely tragic.

But even so, she seemed to feel nothing, and still maintained a hideous smile on her face. She climbed towards little Bo Xi bit by bit in the net composed of thorns.

The thorns rubbed against her muscles and bones, making a chilling sound.

"What is that!?"

"God... is she immortal?"

"My lord... what kind of monster is that?"

The elders' fearful voices rang out from the side of the stands. They were obviously frightened by the scarred woman's behavior. As the person closest to the woman, little Bo Xi was naturally the most shocked. But she still stubbornly refused to take a step back. Her eyes were burning with a flame called anger.

"You damned... damned pigs... how dare you hurt my sister..."

"I'm going to kill you..."

"Kill you all!!"

"You ugly monster! Die!"

With an angry scream. A faint silver light flashed across little Bo Xi's body. Immediately afterwards, the entire net twisted. All the metal wires, like living things, wriggled quickly, and then intersected countless times in an instant. The sharp silver light flashed, and all the objects within the range were cut into pieces.

The scarred woman was in the center of the silk and was torn to pieces in an instant. Flesh and blood flew everywhere...

Cutting... bloody meat grinder!! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendation, your support is my biggest motivation.)