Chapter 499: Shadow-Weaving

Less than a minute after moving forward, a second figure blocked Mijia's path.

Looking at the person in front of him wearing emerald green Power Armor and carrying a pile of bottles and jars, Mijia remained silent.

Without needing to think, this must be the second of the three Third Generation Gods.

Sure enough, after this person saw Mijia.

They began to speak.

"Are you the Super Soldier who killed that brute Ge Lei?"

"Looking at how gaudily you're dressed, it's quite intimidating, but it's a pity you ran into me. Today, I'll let you experience what it means to be..."

When the words reached this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

Mijia calmly retracted his spear, took out his Power Sword, and casually severed this person's head.

"This is war; where does all this nonsense come from?"

After finishing, he continued walking forward.

From the moment this person appeared before Mijia to their death, it had only been a few seconds; the speed was fast enough to set a record for the quickest death.

Still in that separate room.

When the person wearing the emerald green Power Armor died, that slender figure froze instantly.

"Dead?"

"Just died like that?"

The slender figure's tone was full of astonishment and disbelief.

"How long has it even been!"

"This cannot go on."

As she spoke, she suddenly shouted into thin air.

"Hey, Rat, let's both attack together! The brute and the alchemist are both dead!"

"And the alchemist died especially fast, which shows the opponent is very strong. If we don't attack together, then it's very likely..."

Before she could finish speaking, a sneer interrupted her.

"Heh..."

"Don't call me Rat, and also... I am different from you three!"

"I rely on my brain to eat, unlike you three brainless fellows. A mere Third Generation God, watch how I use my schemes to play him to death!"

After speaking, there was no more movement in the room.

And these words of his made the slender figure stomp her feet repeatedly in anger.

"You don't have a brain at all! Rat!"

"Anyone with a brain wouldn't say such things!"

"To be able to defeat Ge Lei and kill the alchemist, this is a top-tier Third Generation God even among Third Generation Gods. How are you embarrassed to even talk about using schemes!"

"Then you can just wait for death! I'm running! As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood!"

After speaking, the slender figure did not hesitate in the slightest and left in the exact opposite direction.

But after walking only a few steps, she suddenly froze in place, a look of pain appearing on her face.

"My... my Optical Brain... it..."

Before the rest of the words could be spoken, the slender figure suddenly exploded, turning into a pile of flesh and meat, and immediately lost all signs of life.

Subsequently, the blood and flesh on the ground began to evaporate into thin air, and after only three to five minutes, all the blood and flesh on the ground disappeared completely.

The room returned to calm once again.

At the same time.

Under the guidance of his Optical Brain, Mijia finally arrived before the door of the Main Control Room.

Looking at the heavy door of the Main Control Room, Mijia did not hesitate at all, picked up his Neutron Spear, and struck the door.

The heavy door was like a piece of white paper, broken open with ease.

However, Mijia did not rashly walk into the Main Control Room.

Instead, he pulled out a dozen Plasma Grenades and threw them into the room without hesitation.

After standing outside the door and waiting for another ten-plus minutes, Mijia then cautiously entered the Main Control Room.

This was the base of the Rebel Army; he wouldn't believe it if someone told him there were no traps inside.

Not to mention that on the way here, Mijia had already experienced many traps.

It was just that the power of those traps wasn't great enough to pose a threat.

When Mijia entered the Main Control Room.

Everywhere his gaze fell, there were traces of corrosion from the plasma.

The entire Main Control Room was empty, with only a large screen and a few computer mainframes placed symbolically, and these items had already been mostly corroded by the plasma.

The more it was like this, the less Mijia dared to lower his guard.

Sure enough, when he walked forward for a distance and reached the middle of the Main Control Room, several things fell from both the ground and above simultaneously.

Looking closely, what fell were several parts already corroded by plasma.

After identifying them carefully, Mijia recognized them.

These corroded parts belonged to an Electron trap.

The function of this trap was very simple: to directly paralyze a person and make them lose consciousness.

However, it could only paralyze a Third Generation God Body for a few seconds; losing consciousness was impossible.

And now, this Electron trap had been corroded by the Plasma Grenades.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mijia continued to search the Main Control Room.

But what he did not know was this.

In this Main Control Room, there was a hidden chamber.

A thin, small figure wearing a Nanmi Dongli Jia sat in this place, staring unblinkingly at the surveillance monitor in front of them.

At the same time, they were muttering something under their breath.

"Lord Zhiying, this person is so vigilant, and he is so strong."

"Why don't we just retreat? As long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood."

"We can find a more hidden place, build a new base, and develop for another 100 years. I believe that in another 100 years, the entire human civilization will have to crawl at your feet!"

"By then, you will have a new body..."

"Shut up!" An Electron voice came from all directions.

"Why do you have so much nonsense to say!"

"I said as long as you believe in me, we will definitely be able to kill this guy!"

"When that time comes, I want to seize his body. According to database comparisons, his Third Generation God Body is perfect, and its potential is huge!"

"If we miss this opportunity, there won't be such a good chance in the future!"

Scolded by this Electron voice, the thin, small figure shrank their head and said nothing more.

Just as they continued to look at the screen.

The Electron voice sounded again.

"I have already made a meticulous plan; those traps of yours will mostly be of no use."

"You go, go and fight him to the death."

As soon as this was said, the thin, small figure almost jumped up.

"Lord Zhiying!"

"How could I possibly be a match for that guy!"

"And didn't you say before that we were going to kill him? Why has it changed to seizing his body now!"

"The speed at which you change your mind is too fast!"

"Do you have an opinion?" The emotionless Electron voice sounded.

The thin, small figure instantly wilted.

"No..."

"I will listen to you, Lord Zhiying. Whatever you say to do, I will do."

The Electron voice was very satisfied with the thin, small figure's words.

"Good."

"As long as you are obedient, I can teach you the technology to improve your body."

"This set of technology is far better than the one over at Huaxia!"

The thin, small figure did not speak, just sat there quietly.

And the Electron voice began to explain the plan to them.