Tempest of the Stellar War Chapter 948 - To better the enemy, better yourself!

w.a.n.g Zheng took a deep breath. Instantly, his pupils turned completely red. The black runic mech’s aura transformed in an instant. A deep, murderous intent and dark power roiled forth.

Hannibal was shocked. The runic mech was already before his very eyes, and the t.i.tanium blade punis.h.i.+ngly lancing forward.

TANG.

With a loud sound, Hannibal felt his body shake. F*ck, it was like a completely different person. Berserker?

A very similar situation, but such Ability X could not have such killing power. It was like a soul that had experienced countless deaths and returned from h.e.l.l itself.

BOOM…

Just a slight waver in his concentration, and the runic mech had already struck out. There was no clear change in the affinity, but it carried a thick layer of blood light.

A fear that chilled his blood coursed through him. His profound battle experience told him that he could not back off now. He attacked with equal vehemence, but the runic mech did not retreat. w.a.n.g Zheng’s t.i.tanium blade whirled and blocked, and kicked out with a leg. He had been wholly transformed into an attacking machine. He ignored all injuries, but each attack was a heavy hit. If Hannibal dared to face them, he had complete faith that he could kill him first.

When a killer met a more frenzied one, the tide of battle changed. Hannibal did not want to die. He raised an ice s.h.i.+eld in defense as a matter of form. The t.i.tanium blade scythed through, exploding the ice s.h.i.+eld. w.a.n.g Zheng had already gradually begun to lose his awareness. His only clarity was in killing the target before his eyes. Before he completely lost consciousness, he had to finish this. Kill!

Hannibal had felt this as well. The opponent’s frenzy had a hurriedness to it. Clearly, he had fallen into some state to close this battle. He had encountered too many of these situations.

The Blue Demon mech blocked an attack head on, but immediately used the energy to rise rapidly, drawing the distance apart.

w.a.n.g Zheng continued to close in. In such a frenzied state, his reaction time and battle skills were still extremely high, but he had no clear guarantee of his opponent’s strength. Whereas Hannibal’s Ability X ranking was the culmination of countless battle experiences. His judgment and knowledge were too rich. He could accurately judge the situation, and also make the best choice.

Hannibal rode the Blue Demon mech and brought w.a.n.g Zheng’s runic mech in circles. The two mecha’s abilities were about on par. In terms of air battle utility, Hannibal had more experience than w.a.n.g Zheng. After all, w.a.n.g Zheng had only used the runic mech for a short while. Even geniuses could not reach that level on a whim.

Suddenly, the pursuing runic mech’s shoulders opened, and two gold wheels whistled out towards Hannibal thick with killing intent.

This shocked Hannibal. A design similar to the Golden Wheel King. This was definitely difficult to defend against for normal mecha, but that black had blood red wheels. They spun clearly in Hannibal’s eyes. Without knowing it, the battlefield had been enveloped in a thin, frosty air, and the frost was like a spider’s web, clearly feeling out the prey.

As a killer, patience was a necessity. That was the mark of the truly great. Perhaps a brave person might be more useful on the battlefield. But against a killer, it was a completely different matter.

After dodging three pa.s.ses by the wheels, Hannibal clearly felt his opponent’s reactions slow. By rough estimation, this person’s X ranking would be about 1,000. He was very young, and his potential extremely high. A pity he had stuck his nose into matters he should not have.

But Hannibal did not immediately counter. His years of battle experience told him that a cornered beast struggled hardest. These times were the most dangerous. When the wheels fell short once again, and the runic mech continued to press the attack, Hannibal’s Blue Demon mech made its move.

Dodging expended little energy. At this moment, he struck like a viper. The t.i.tanium blade suddenly countered, and the whole t.i.tanium blade was imbued with an azure light.

In a situation where he was open, Hannibal would not pa.s.s up on such an opportunity. But suddenly, Hannibal realized that something was wrong.

w.a.n.g Zheng’s aura had changed. From being immersed in his bloodthirsty aura, w.a.n.g Zheng suddenly returned to clarity. His limbs extended, and his Ice and Fire abilities melded together.

Hannibal reeled in an instant. This really was a crazy one. To force a meld between Ice and Fire Ability X, was this guy trying to kill himself?

This bunch of maniacs were all the same. The Blue Demon mech could not stop in time. The inertia and w.a.n.g Zheng’s previous performance had been excellent. But at this moment, the entire Blue Demon mech froze over, and the mech’s trajectory changed into a parabola.

w.a.n.g Zheng was too late to respond as well. The two forces clashed, and w.a.n.g Zheng needed an external force to push it past. If the Blue Demon attacked, the runic mech would sustain some damage, but the strength was directed outwards. He could deal with the back blast. But now…

The Blue Demon had actually ran.

The two forces were out of control…

w.a.n.g Zheng wanted to control it, but suddenly, the air rippled with waves. Hannibal was laughing slyly, interfering with w.a.n.g Zheng’s frost ability manipulation.

This scary punk. He was too naïve. At this level, Ability X could not be lightly used in such a scale. The reason was that your opponent would not pa.s.sively wait, but would interfere and sabotage at any moment. Such a terrifying combination ability needed balance, and was therefore dangerous at the highest order.

Hannibal needed to break this equilibrium.

Killing off such a genius was euphoric. He felt too good! A high never felt before!

In an instant where he lost balance, the Ice and Fire combination began to go awry. A tremendous backlash burst forth.

Ability X was a very dangerous power. One could be consumed by the power through poor control. Hannibal had not experienced this before, but he had seen it. Humankind paid a high price for their control over natural powers.

In the instant that the power lost control, w.a.n.g Zheng’s consciousness gradually blurred. His inner self was entrusted to the magic cube. This was the only way to defeat his opponent, who was too strong.

But the magic cube had no response.

“Hehe, punk. Go in peace. Be a.s.sured that I’ll enjoy the fruits of victory to the fullest!”

Seeing this, Hannibal was completely at ease.

It was humankind’s oldest bad habit. If G.o.d could give him another chance to do it over, he would knock out all of his teeth before he uttered another word of nonsense.

With these words, he awoke w.a.n.g Zheng from his daze. He had promised. What he would fight for. What he would defend.

Faces appeared before his eyes. Heaven. Mu Sen. Rara Durai. Ye Zisu… Aina. If he died, he could never see them again. He would never see them again!

A strong will to live flooded through w.a.n.g Zheng’s body. The more he was on the edge, the more this desire grew. He wanted to live. Only by living could he see them again.

Blood flowed down w.a.n.g Zheng’s teeth. He had no idea where it had come from. The out of control Ice and Fire energy was suddenly wrested back into control.

The first step of humanity’s contact with the world’s powers was awareness. The second step was a borrowing. And now w.a.n.g Zheng had reached the third step with his melding. The mighty could control it, using the principles of the power to create even stronger fighting power.

And as for strength, it had no feelings, or bias. It was simply attracted to the strongest desires, the strongest wills, and that gave strength its affinity.

Hannibal was stunned because he felt the frost ability receding. He was gradually losing consciousness and the connection with nature.

This was as horrifying as having his Ability X stolen from him. What was happening?

When he came out of his reverie, he suddenly realized that the ice and fire melded energy was concentrated on the t.i.tanium blade.

“Kill!”

s.h.i.+ng…

A ripple exploded forth.

BOOM…

A beam of white light swept out. There was no resistance. All was quiet.

In the air, the blue super mech’s engine suddenly stalled. The mech split apart in the middle. There were no sparks, and no explosion. It fell apart into an energy vortex and was sucked away.

This was w.a.n.g Zheng’s strongest move. It was difficult to execute. It was not a forceful meld of ice and fire energy, but instead utilized the resistance between conflicting forces, using the Primordial Regression Technique to fuse them.

Under such interference, w.a.n.g Zheng had had no intention of using it at all, but in the end, he had.

This was a flying leap in his level.

Power was like that. Once mastered, it was a slave. That chaotic energy had been completely unleashed, and w.a.n.g Zheng felt his body ease. Although he was a little wobbly, he was clear about his own condition.

He had won!

Countless people thronged the streets. Human and giant alike cheered and whooped. In these last few days, the blue demon had floated above the t.i.ta people’s heads like the sword of Damocles, ready to reap their lives at any time. And now the demon was finally arrested.

In the presidential palace, Yan Xiaosu was still anxiously pacing. It had been so long, and w.a.n.g Zheng’s situation had not left him at ease. Previously, w.a.n.g Zheng had been extremely confident in battle. He met every opponent with a smile. But this time around, he had shut himself up. Clearly, he was not confident. D*mn, who cared about position and wealth? Life was more important. He really should have stopped him, but d*mn. This matter had escalated until it could not be stopped. If they left, what about Mu Sen and the rest?

That d*mned old alien elder had taken care of them all this time, so that even the cowardly Tyrant Su could not bear to abandon them.

Ai Ya city. The humans were celebrating. But suddenly, they realized that the giants were speaking in some other tongue, and calling out. Each fell to the ground as though they had lost their minds. They were groveling towards the black super soldier in the air. They called out in a strange rhythm, beating themselves on the chest.

Those that understood the language of the t.i.ta people would hear this: “Praise the arrival of Ada, who has led us to victory!”

In t.i.ta Star’s existence, only one person lived up to that name. It was the t.i.tan mentor, w.a.n.g Zheng.

w.a.n.g Zheng really wanted to say: Brothers, can you all go back into hiding? If another one appears, all I can do is run now.

But there was no sign of the other super soldier. w.a.n.g Zheng left on his runic mech. He did not know what else the enemy would respond with. But now he needed to maintain the condition of the runic mech, and himself. The battle had just begun.

But the super soldier’s defeat had lit the fire of confidence in the hearts of t.i.ta Star’s citizens. They could defend their homeland, they could triumph over the invaders!