Chapter 274: Battle 2

"By the way, Sister Xuera, although you have just advanced to eighth level, you should prepare for nineth level.
From level 8 to level 9, although the change is not large, it is only an enhancement in time.
But the amount of perceived growth is large. According to my father's experience, from the eighth to the ninth level, the perception needs to be more than tripled. "
"More than three times? So many?" Shiraz was surprised.
"Yes, so it takes a long time to go from level 8 perception to level 9.
Although you and I have comet-level qualifications, much less resources and time are required. But still have to prepare in advance. "
"oh, I understand now."
Several people rested for a while and ate something.
The emergency notice of the military department also came.
Everyone's bracelets radiate vibration conduction sound.
‘Invite all applied mech divisions to go to the meeting point and allocate the combat zone. ’
The broadcast was repeated twice.
Several people quickly packed up their food and got up to check out.
From the star city gn, the five returned to the battleship and mech, and quickly followed the instructions on the bracelet to the meeting point.
In the vast empty space.
Groups of gigantic black and black warships, like fish, surround three huge ring-shaped mother ships.
Flying towards an earthy yellow planet in the distance.
Several people in Wang Yiyang were assigned to two teams.
Shiraz and Marne joined the in the middle of the fleet.
Kelin and Wang Yiyang were assigned to the security forces at the end.
The mechs of five people, in a tens of thousands of large fleets, are like a drop in the ocean, unremarkable.
An officer responsible for distribution gave Wang Yiyang and Kelin a combat aircraft unit of 30 people each.
These clone-driven aircraft will surround their mechas to form a miniature combat formation.
Because the soul-eating virus of All Spirits is extremely infectious to mechanical intelligence.
Therefore, in the battle against all spirits, no intelligent programs are allowed.
All clones will use manual operation to control the aircraft attack.
Each eighth-level mech division is assigned its own area of ​​responsibility.
Wang Yiyang is no exception.
He and Klin ’s squad were in charge of a defense area behind the fleet.
At this time, all of them were wearing large mechas, waiting quietly in a large warship hangar.
Nothing can be seen in the hangar.
There is no battle situation, no image sound, only the quiet and static metal inner wall of the hangar.
Wang Yiyang sat in the mecha cockpit and waited quietly.
There is only a flashing red signal light in the hangar, which is light and dark and emits a faint light.
"Hello, Yoko." Kelin's voice came from the private channel of communication.
"how?"
"Do you think Shira and I have any hope?"
"..." Wang Yiyang said nothing.
"Oh .... I see. Before the qualification test, she hasn't been so ...."
"..." Wang Yiyang remained silent.
A long sigh came from the communicator.
"Even the mentor, after testing the qualifications, has changed attitudes towards Shella. This world is really real!"
Klin hammered the console a bit bitterly.
He talked about his past events. He was discriminated and bullied because of his appearance. How did he work hard to get into the bow of hunting?
Then I worked hard all the way, and finally reached the eighth level.
In the end, it was still looked down upon.
"The mentor is also a human, it is normal to have such a performance." Wang Yiyang comforted.
"I also know. But in my heart, I was a little suffocated." Kelin said dumbly.
"Then why don't you adjust your appearance?"
"I tuned, they said I was already at the upper limit, and I couldn't change it anymore, it would be illegal to change it."
"Isn't the law stipulated that I can increase my appearance by up to 30%?" Wang Yiyang said nothing.
"Yes......"
Klin was silent.
Wang Yiyang was also silent.
Beep ... beep ...
The harsh alarm sounded quickly inside the mech.
"Squad No. 66732, ready to attack."
"Squad No. 66732, ready to attack."
The broadcast is repeated several times in a row.
Wang Yiyang manually turned on the mecha engine.
The nerve contact line, like living creatures, connected to him from all directions.
"Squad No. 66732 is ready." Wang Yiyang replied.
‘The strike module is about to open. At the end of the countdown, please strike in time. The gentle electronic female voice came out again.
Wang Yiyang calmed down.
Perception along the nerve contact line quickly spread all over the mecha body.
‘The perception resonance begins. ’
‘Operating system modified to manual. ’
‘Defense coating is on. ’
‘Defensive force field opens. ’
‘Countdown starts. ’
‘3.’
'2.'
'1.'
"Strike."
Under a shock.
The armor operated by Wang Yiyang quickly sank and entered the launch channel.
boom!
There was a roar.
A huge white mech crossed the black launch channel, just like a flying white eagle, rushing out of the battleship.
Like Wang Yiyang, there are several white sword shield mechas around.
At the same time, a large number of shuttle fighters flew out under the battleship, and the tight armor formed an independent squad.
"Pay attention to safety." Kelin whispered.
"Walk all the way." Wang Yiyang replied.
"Can't you say this? It's very unlucky." Clinton was suddenly choked.
"Don't you know that the more critical moment, the more you have to reverse the operation? This is called reverse fg." Wang Yiyang laughed.
He was directly in front of him, and at this time came a large black warship all over.
Thousands of spirits were transformed under the battleship.
Each of these reformers is the size of an ordinary person.
From a distance, like a small ant, extremely small.
Each of them bears an absolute interference force field barrier.
This barrier prevents it from being locked, and can only be killed manually.
"This is the real war of all souls ... so many seven levels ..." Kling took a breath of breath, horrified.
"This is already a small part that has leaked in after the front line is blocked. We have not yet reached their respective defensive areas."
Wang Yiyang looked calm. Pull out the mecha sword shield.
"let's start."
Swish swish! !
The clone fighters around him took the lead and flew out to meet the transformation of all spirits.
Small rail guns and laser beams flew everywhere.
Automatically tracked missiles are simply useless here.
Once the fighter planes contacted, it was like a piranha group, entangled a part of the spirits to transform people.
They will certainly not be opponents, but it will work for a while.
Wang Yiyang looked at the distance around him.
The rest of the intermediate mech divisions have also begun to engage in crossfire with the psychic reformers.
Large mechs puncture with full force. If they are accurate, they can solve a mortal transformation.
But these guys are extremely flexible and difficult to capture.
The number of mech divisions is too small, and most of them are passive for defense.
Klin operated the mech, madly sprinted, shuriken and shielded with a defensive counterattack.
Time and time again smashed the flies-like spirits around.
These guys are not afraid of death. They are small and thick. Only close to the war.
It's really annoying.
Klin used basic military swordsmanship, chopped forward, and then opened the sense of time, instantly switching the puncture.
Shit!
A mortal reformer couldn't avoid it and was centered in the chest. Was beaten on the spot.
Its defensive barrier is against a giant monster such as a large mech. As long as it is hit in the front, it will only explode.
Kling exhaled.
Continue to sweep away the two spirits and feel the time when the sword is turned on.
But this time the other party was vigilant in advance, and immediately retreated after the attack.
Klin's sword could only be drawn across the barriers of two spirits, bringing out a spark.
"Damn!"
This is the first time Kling has officially played against All Souls, and the opponent really can't break his defense.
But his efficiency in killing the enemy was terribly slow.
These all spirits were born for war, and they are extremely flexible and perfectly exert all their advantages.
Kling looked at the remaining mech divisions for a moment.
Like his group of mecha divisions all faced the same dilemma.
It takes an average of one minute to solve a psychic body, which is considered stable.
Then he looked to Wang Yiyang.
"Lying trough!"
Kling rubbed his eyes and wondered if he was blind.
In the distance, Wang Yiyang's large mecha didn't feel like it was open at all.
Just fly forward smoothly.
But all the spirits passing by him were like moths, and as soon as they approached, they were easily chopped and exploded by the white giant sword.
The blade didn't look fast, but it had a strange rhythm and rhythm.
"I felt so ruthless when I didn't open it!" Clinton suddenly felt the huge gap between himself and Wang Yiyang.
In just half a minute, as many as ten spirits died under the sword of Wang Yiyang.
"This is life swordsmanship." Wang Yiyang sat in the cockpit and manipulated the mecha to easily use life swordsmanship.
His swordsmanship has now reached the sixth level of mission satisfaction.
At his level, the practice of this low-level sword technique naturally progresses quickly.
This swordsmanship is very wonderful.
He only used the first layer of basic swordsmanship, with the use of mechs, and it worked well.
He could feel the rhythm and rhythm of the attacks of the surrounding spirits.
Their attack was regarded as a huge life by him.
And as long as it is life, there will be breathing.
Grasp this breath, you will be invincible.
This is the essence of life swordsmanship.
Waving the blade of the sword, Wang Yiyang's complexion was plain, and he easily pierced the two spirits on the right side.
He has reached his divided area.
The mech was suspended in space, and all the spirits around him for a time voluntarily avoided him and dared not get close.
They are not afraid of death, but fear of meaninglessness.
The small area where Wang Yiyang is located immediately formed a sharp contrast with other mech divisions.
Around him, there was no one spirit entering.
But soon, the new enemy troops approached quickly.
In the Wanling camp, an eight-level black eagle ten thousand body, one claw torn apart a seven-level reformer, eyes glowed red, looking at Wang Yiyang.
Woo!
The black eagle approached at a high speed, and its dark wings illuminated a cold purple fluorescence, cutting toward Wang Yiyang's waist.
Wang Yiyang, as if he was not a servant prophet, gently gave in to avoid the attack.
He raised his hand quietly and moved forward with a sword.
The unhurried blade stabs the black eagle's belly head-on.
It's as if he took the initiative to hit the opponent's blade.
Shit!
Large sparks splashed.
The black eagle staggered away, and there was a deep scar from the chest to the abdomen.
Wang Yiyang was about to pursue, and suddenly a black eagle flew from behind.
It is also an eighth-level transformation of the Wanling system.
The black eagle is even faster, and the attack is silent.
Unfortunately, no matter how fast he is.
Wang Yiyang's sword tip turned upside down and passed under his armpit.
Poof!
Behind him, the claws of the black eagle were penetrated, and the entire abdomen was also pierced by the giant sword.
The tremendous speed he brought himself brought fatal and huge damage.
boom!
The explosion of fire flooded Wang Yiyang.
Soon the flames dissipated, and he flew out of the fire again unscathed, walking towards the injured Black Eagle in a stroll.