Chapter 649: We Are the Big Villains

"Master, we can't fly."

Ao Yulie caught up to Tang Luo, his voice equally hoarse, like a low growl, his "breath" like a broken bellows.

Combined with the black armor, the dark red cape draped over his shoulders and the pointed tall iron hat, plus the red light that kept flaring up and dimming, he looked like a demon crawled out of hell.

"Mm." Tang Luo responded, "As long as we can run, that's fine."

"But the enhancement effect is very strong." Ao Yulie said, "An ordinary person putting on this kind of armor directly becomes a humanoid tank."

The armor uses the wearer as a power source, yet can exert power far surpassing the wearer themself; it doesn't make sense at all.

An ordinary person putting on the armor is equivalent to sitting inside a tank.

Whether speed or strength, both gain a tremendous boost, and endurance is also decently guaranteed.

"Feels like the ceiling isn't just a tank." Zhu Bajie said from the other side.

If the armor's achievable ceiling is merely a tank, to them it's not an enhancement; on the contrary, it's a kind of restraint.

"Wujing, can you come out?" Tang Luo asked.

Perhaps because of "Language Comprehension," communication among the few of them already had no problems at all.

But to outsiders listening, it would definitely be demonic whispers, terrifying.

Just looking at the styling, it's very villainous — a very cool, very stylish villain.

"Master." Sha Wujing appeared beside Ao Yulie, floating; this wasn't his true body manifesting, but a phantom, "The main body cannot appear in a physical human form; to separate, it might need Little Junior Brother's help."

The implication being that the two of them working together would be needed to break the armor's restraints and struggle free from inside.

This doesn't mean the armor's defense is that high.

In fact, because of the special nature of "Power Absorption," breaking free from the inside is far more difficult than destroying it from the outside.

"This isn't simple artifact forging, the methods of crafting magic treasures." Zhu Bajie said, "But rather more profound, mysterious techniques."

"Can you analyze it?" Tang Luo asked.

Zhu Bajie shook his head slightly: "Difficult. Not to mention I can currently only make judgments based on some circumstances; even if the whole thing were dissected and placed before me, many things would probably be in fields I've never contacted. It's not something you can learn just by spending time."

"Black tech, totally black tech." Ao Yulie said, "A pity it covers my peerlessly handsome face; it'd be great if the mask could be taken off."

The armor is fully one-piece; even the cape draped over the shoulders is the same.

There is no situation of separately detaching a certain part.

"We can take off someone else's armor to look at it." Tang Luo said.

For the few present, wanting to shed the armor isn't hard; even Little White Dragon can break free together with Sha Wujing.

Currently, there's absolutely no necessity, and wearing it there isn't the slightest discomfort.

If we want to study it, we just dismantle someone else's.

Those armor people left, leaving no obvious traces, but with Howling Celestial Dog on the shoulder, there's no need to worry about losing the trail.

Before long, Tang Luo and the others caught up to the three armor people running wildly ahead.

The spherical black flying ship the armor people rode had crashed in a deep mountain old forest.

When they caught up to the three armor people, the three had already run out of the forest area, arriving at a road at the foot of the mountain.

Broad daylight, yet empty, no pedestrians or vehicles coming and going.

The three armor people just ran along this road, sprinting all the way, unknown where their destination was.

"Wait!"

Sha Wujing had already disappeared; Ao Yulie caught up and shouted loudly.

The three armor people were unmoved, continuing to sprint forward; compared to Tang Luo initially directly stepping and cracking the ground.

These three armor people ran side by side, spirit swallowing ten thousand miles like a tiger, yet left not the slightest trace on the road, nor made any sound.

Like ghosts, giving an eerie feeling.

Ao Yulie accelerated, in one stride, rushed to the front of the three armor people.

The three armor people stopped simultaneously, movements neat and uniform, their flashing red eyes staring at Ao Yulie.

Then, the three looked around, seemingly observing.

A moment later, with no other discoveries, the three armor people went around Ao Yulie, about to continue running.

Ao Yulie shifted sideways a step, arms spread open, once again blocking the three armor people.

The three armor people stopped again and looked around.

"Master, what's the situation?" Ao Yulie asked.

"Very obvious, 'we' are warriors; warriors naturally must fight. You blocked them, they probably thought there were enemies nearby." Tang Luo guessed, "Let them go first, we can see where the 'battlefield' is."

Ao Yulie stepped aside.

The three armor people didn't advance immediately, but continued looking around; after finishing the search, they hit the road again.

Same side-by-side advance.

Three more added behind, but the momentum actually weakened compared to just now.

Because the three behind, the one on the left was a bit taller than normal, not so uniform and harmonious.

The middle one had a strange exotic beast crouching on its shoulder, neither cat nor dog.

The right one would hop a bit from time to time, bouncy like a three-hundred-plus-catty child.

"Beep beep!"

A loud horn sound came from ahead; around the corner a small truck drove out.

With this horn sound, the three armor people in front suddenly reached back and grabbed the large black swords on their backs.

Then, leaping up, the three armor people swung the greatswords in their hands, slashing at the small truck that had just appeared.

"Intercept."

Tang Luo said.

The Zhu Bajie and Ao Yulie on both sides exerted force simultaneously, leaping up and colliding with the armored person in midair.

The five "black demons" collided into a cluster in midair, avoiding the small truck.

The small truck had no intention of stopping; instead, it accelerated.

The driver above could be seen, his face terrified and ferocious, gritting his teeth, having already pressed the accelerator to the floor.

He turned the steering wheel, the front of the vehicle swerved, and he was about to escape past Tang Luo.

A sharp metallic tearing sound came.

The driver felt the vehicle jolt violently, his body lurching forward, the seatbelt stretched, and he slammed heavily into the steering wheel, losing consciousness on the spot.

This dilapidated vehicle probably had no working airbags left.

The wheels spun in midair, gradually coming to a stop.

Tang Luo set down the truck he had grabbed and lifted.

The three armored persons on that side rose again, gripping their black greatswords as they approached.

"Master, is there something wrong with this vehicle and person?" Zhu Bajie asked.

"Not detected." Tang Luo shook his head. It was an ordinary vehicle, an ordinary person.

Why would the armored persons' target be this one?

One armored person approached beside the vehicle and Tang Luo, raised the black greatsword in hand, aimed at the unconscious driver inside, and was about to smash it with one strike.

Yes, given the size of the black greatsword and the strength of the armored person, it was not as simple as piercing through.

One strike down, and the deceased would not even retain a complete shape.

Tang Luo raised his hand and gave a light push.

The armored person raising the sword was sent rolling away, the black greatsword also slipping from his grasp and falling to the ground.

The other two armored persons looked at Tang Luo, their red "eyes" glowing with a light stronger than before.

In the next breath, the two armored persons erupted forward, accompanied by a deep, muffled howl, their black greatswords slashing toward Tang Luo's head from two directions.

The armored person who had been pushed away also stood up, extended his hand with fingers spread, and the black greatsword emitted a buzzing sound, flying back into his hand.

"So cool, can ours do that too?" Ao Yulie drew the greatsword on his back and threw it like a javelin.

The black greatsword arrived instantly, piercing through one armored person from behind, carrying it as it swept past Tang Luo's side.

As for the other armored person, a somewhat larger black armored gauntlet grabbed it at the back of the head to the neck, and he slammed it down hard.

The asphalt road cracked, black "small stones" flew up, struck the armor, fell down, leaving not even a white mark.

"Come back!"

Ao Yulie reached out, his low shout like a beast's growl.

The greatsword just thrown detached from the armored person's body, carrying the armored person with a slight movement, and returned to Ao Yulie's hand.

Gripping the greatsword with both hands, assuming a baseball swing stance, Ao Yulie swung it sideways.

The armored person who had just stood up and passed by used the greatsword as a shield in front of him, but could not withstand the force of this swing, being struck and flying backward low in the air.

Tang Luo walked to the side of the armored person pierced through by the greatsword.

Its red patterns completely faded, the motion it had intended to rise stopped, and it collapsed limp on the ground.

Behind it was a small arm-length, half-finger-wide tear, through which the hollow interior could be seen from the front.

And inside……it was actually empty!

Crouching, leaning forward, Tang Luo reached out and touched the armor.

The entire armor, including the cape, turned into powder under this light touch, finer than sand, scattering at the slightest breeze.

Tang Luo stood up, turned to look at the armored person restrained by Zhu Bajie, still struggling.

Zhu Bajie understood, seized the armored person's right arm, and jerked it outward violently.

The right arm armor was completely torn off, and sure enough, the inside was also empty.

But this kind of "injury" did not cause the armored person to "die"; it continued to struggle.

"Head." Tang Luo said.

Zhu Bajie released his grip, then slapped hard toward the center, his open palms coming together, flattening the armored person's head and the edge of its helmet into one piece.

The red patterns on this armored person's body instantly extinguished, never to light up again.

Shortly after, it likewise turned into a puddle of powder, leaving only a black greatsword lying on the ground.

"How strange, is it a puppet? Puppets shouldn't have vital points either." Zhu Bajie said.

Humanoid hollow machines, possessing a near-human concept of "vital points."

Having a certain degree of intelligence, but not being sentient beings.

Not like some naturally occurring existence, but more like some kind of creation.

Unknown "Creator," unknown origin, descending from the sky in spherical flying ships, and……possibly existing goal, annihilating the resistance army?

"Master, could it be aliens?" Ao Yulie also resolved that armored person over there, "Is it currently attacking this place?"

Both hands gripping swords, one was originally his, the other a spoil of war.

Based on this information from the resistance army, a conclusion was drawn: extraterrestrials waging war against the planet's natives?

It seems not impossible.

"Are we really the big villains?" Ao Yulie put both greatswords back behind his back, as if magnets, they automatically adhered and remained still.

The black greatswords behind him presented an X-shaped form, their aura surpassing that of ordinary armored persons.

"Let's ask."

Tang Luo reached out, pulled the entire vehicle door off beside him, grabbed the driver out, and shook him twice.

The unconscious driver slowly opened his eyes, before Tang Luo could ask.

He saw the red dual eyes before him that brought death and destruction, his body trembled, and he fainted again.

"……"

"……"