Chapter 535: Second Brother, You Really Deserve to Die

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The sheath of the Black Night Saber parried the Silver Dragon Spear, and the two sides stood in a direct standoff. Man and mecha collided with energy in the vast sky. Fan Liweite was very worked up; he wanted to crush this stupid, broken machine, drag Li Hao out, and see how he could keep on posturing!

Boom, boom, boom, boom~~~~

From Fan Liweite's forehead, waves of mental storms blasted directly toward Li Hao in the Black Night mecha. This level of coherence—releasing mental storms without hesitation while engaged in high-intensity physical combat—this was the power of a divine body. How could weak humans possibly withstand it...

Boom...

Fan Liweite felt as if his brain had been struck by a hammer, even experiencing a sense of fainting.

Mental Blast???

The Black Night Saber was drawn, and a Dimensional Slash tore through space, but Fan Liweite had already dodged. This agility had surpassed the limits of what a mecha could achieve.

The problem Li Hao faced was even more apparent in other teams: the combat frequency of the mechas could not keep up with that of the Insect God Generals. These were the absolute peak of human pilots, and they could only barely maintain the pace. This still required the assistance of snipers. Zuo Xiaotang had already hit Luo Dongsheng twice. Originally, this kind of armor-piercing shell was like scratching an itch, but he felt there was something inside the bullet that made his body feel uncomfortable. Most likely, the humans had put something in it; it felt like little bugs were burrowing into his body.

Several times he tried to rush over to kill Zuo Xiaotang, but he was held back by others with their lives. The warriors surrounding him were layered, while Chao Qinglong and Aofei were in hot pursuit. Everyone had chosen the most agile mechas; it had to be said that the Moon's light-type mechas were the best choice for dealing with these monsters, as others were too bulky.

"If we let them continue to evolve, there will be no need for us to fight." The current situation was developing in a direction favorable to humans, but Makemu could not be happy. Once the monsters reached a certain scale, numbers would lose their meaning.

"Once this battle is resolved, I propose we execute our all-out attack plan. Dragging it out is disadvantageous for us," Wu Fa said.

There were two plans to deal with Theseus. One was to destroy the carrier that housed Theseus's spirit. According to current analysis, that object should be very massive, otherwise it could not contain such a vast spirit. The reason this plan existed was that the spirit was so vast it caused sluggishness, thus creating an opportunity. It required a warrior with absolute will to execute this mission, which would also result in the fewest casualties. Under the cover of the fleet's total assault, they would air-drop onto Kepler. Of course, some key information was still needed. The final plan, the trump card, was to use the Djanibekov Star Axis Cannon to destroy the Kepler Planet.

Although it was a great pity to destroy the Kepler Planet, compared to bringing a catastrophic disaster to the Solar System and humanity, Makemu was willing to bear the consequences—a hundred times, ten thousand times!

As the supreme commander of the Human Expeditionary Army, anyone with even a shred of "saintly" sentimentality deserved to be ground to dust.

On the battlefield, everything proceeded according to plan. Li Hao's tactics successfully held back the other four Insect God Generals. Maxis, Chao Qinglong, Basta, and Laika were the main forces pinning them down. Their techniques and Golden Zone were maxed out. While they couldn't achieve solo kills, their leadership tactics were completely viable, and they were gradually getting used to the enemy's attack patterns.

Because their power was too great, Sa Wutian and the others' attacks became increasingly simple and crude, always thinking of crushing their opponents with their powerful Zone and speed. Moreover, perhaps because they had fused with composite genes upon reincarnation, their emotions were extremely volatile. After a certain stalemate, they began to charge and strike wildly. This did indeed cause some casualties among the warriors, but this time the fleet had mobilized almost all high-level melee mechas, blocking them layer by layer, even if it meant using their lives to stop the enemy.

Facing war for real, there was not a single coward.

Several breakout attempts by Sa Wutian and the others were blocked. Cang Gongtian tried to cloak and escape, but he had already been hit with a tracker, and his cloaking was exposed on radar. He was blasted out after a few shots; this was also a characteristic of human tactics.

Playing with brute force against humans was a bit stupid; what humans feared was them playing dirty.

In the one-on-one between Li Hao and Fan Liweite, the situation had changed. Li Hao was piloting the Black Night Saber and chasing Fan Liweite down. This greatly boosted morale. After the first wave of attacks by the Insect God Generals, morale within the Expeditionary Army had been quite low, feeling as if they couldn't win. Rumors even spread that as long as the opponent utilized mobility, human warriors would only be picked off one by one, and that the enemy was an invincible monster. Now, Li Hao had changed all of that, and he was chasing the strongest one, Fan Liweite.

Human warriors only felt Li Hao's strength without knowing where it came from, but Fan Liweite was already cursing. This was not the mechanical frequency of a mecha at all; the mecha's frequency simply couldn't keep up with his speed. Yet Li Hao not only kept up, he was actually faster. The terrifying acceleration at the moment of contact felt as if Li Hao was helping the mecha accelerate. Could a massive mecha really be utilized to this extent? This was no longer Li Hao piloting a mecha, but fighting while wearing the mecha.

Fan Liweite was most confident in his Golden Zone, having fused his physical body directly with K23 for direct conversion, which increased the conversion rate by at least 50%. Coupled with the strength of this current body, shouldn't he be crushing the opponent?

Yet in the exchanges with Li Hao, he hadn't gained any advantage at all and was suppressed everywhere. It was no different from the S Tournament, and he even... vaguely felt that Li Hao wanted to take him alive?

After being transformed into an Insect God General, Fan Liweite still maintained considerable rationality. While Sa Wutian and the others had become somewhat "insectified," gradually driven by primitive desires, he was not. He had to live; only by living could he eventually replace Nangong Yuhang!

He already wanted to run; he didn't want to die here. But the moment this thought arose, his brain would experience a tearing, excruciating pain, followed by being suppressed by a higher command. This contradiction made Fan Liweite extremely frantic and angry. It must be Nangong Yuhang's doing, treating him as a test subject, a puppet, a monster. This damn thing!

The pain and the erosion of his consciousness drove Fan Liweite mad. His body was also proliferating, his size passively increasing by another circle. Consuming life force was always a shortcut to increasing power, but at this moment, Fan Liweite was already a controlled puppet. With a roar, his entire body shone with the light of a star as he killed toward the Black Night mecha.

Li Hao was waiting for this moment. The Blood Moon returned to its sheath, and the next second, the Drawing Sword Technique that deterred the entire S Tournament was used once again.

Fan Liweite had already reached the front of the Black Night mecha. Their gazes seemed to collide, and the Blood Moon coldly tore through space.

A simple, unadorned slash. A golden ring of light exploded in space. The Silver Dragon Spear shattered, and the violent power directly destroyed Fan Liweite's lower body. Li Hao had intentionally shifted the power; he wanted to take him alive. Fan Liweite had let something slip earlier—that he could sense Theseus, meaning his spirit already contained a part of Theseus. Therefore, taking him alive had more research value.

Fan Liweite roared. He could no longer feel pain, but he could see his own condition—it was shocking. The once proud and arrogant son of heaven had fallen to this point. His mouth stretched to the point of tearing, and the K23 Crystal on his chest instantly bloomed with starlight, releasing a roaring shockwave. Surrounding warships began to sway, the internal instruments of the Black Night mecha instantly lost function, and cracks appeared on the surface of the mecha. Li Hao didn't care at all; the Golden Zone enveloped the mecha, and he controlled it directly with his physical body, grabbing toward Fan Liweite with all his might.

Fan Liweite was simply speechless. "Li Hao, Li Hao, what the hell are you doing this for? I'm not fighting, not fighting..." He wanted to run; he didn't want to fight anymore; he didn't want to risk his life for anyone. But his body was out of control. His pupils bloomed with blood-red light, the crystal on his forehead radiated light in all directions, and a giant eye appeared in the void, staring at Li Hao.

Li Hao thought, "This is bad," and instantly gathered his Golden Zone in front of him to prop up a tangible energy shield. Following this, a loud noise erupted in space, and terrifying ripples exploded. The Black Night mecha was blasted back hundreds of meters, while Fan Liweite completely turned into dust in space. The king of S10 had fallen. Right up to the final moment of death, there was nothing but unwillingness in Fan Liweite's eyes.

At Base One on Kepler, Nangong Yuhang took his hand off his forehead. How could he not know that Fan Liweite had a rebellious streak? Once he was useless, he was just a human bomb. People should have self-awareness; things had already reached this point, and he didn't know where Fan Liweite's mysterious confidence came from. He was just a pawn.

It was a pity that this didn't kill Li Hao. Fan Liweite was just too afraid of death. If he had risked his life to hug the Black Night mecha, he could have at least left his "second brother" half-dead. His greatest wish now was to personally dissect Li Hao to see what he was made of.

"His Tyrant Body is complete; whether he has a mecha or not is irrelevant," Nangong Yuhang said.

On the surface, he was supported by both the Ye Family and the Nangong Family, and he had also received the support of the USE Junfang Tongmeng. In the shadows, he was the Saint of Noah's Ark, and he had also received guidance from God. The Hunters were also organized by him; he was the leader. But why was he the one being betrayed? Chao Qinglong, Aofei, Luo Bi, Depuya, Cheng Konghai—one after another. He had completed the plan and successfully occupied Xilian's body, yet he couldn't feel happy at all.

After years of planning, how many times had he been through life and death, sacrifice, betrayal, and abandonment, only to finally obtain all this through reincarnation? And Li Hao had actually achieved this step with a human body. What had he done? Delivered food?

Second brother, you really deserve to die!

"It's a pity. If we could have destroyed the mecha, we would have known if his Tyrant Body could survive in space," Romero pointed out the key. "You should have let me do it. Fan Liweite's habit of being reckless has never changed."

In Apocalypse, if one had to find the most ruthless person, Romero would definitely be on the list.

"We might as well be bold. He has already reached the survival capabilities of a silicon-based organism, just like us," Nangong Yuhang said.

Romero's pupils constricted. "How is that possible? Carbon-based life does not possess these conditions; this is innate."

(End of chapter)