Full-time Creation Master

Thump thump—thump thump—

A series of explosions rang in my ears, and flames instantly engulfed my vision. The scorching heat could be felt even through the steel plate.

Both vehicles were blown away in the explosion.

Metal fragments and parts flew everywhere.

Accompanied by a piercing scream, it was instantly engulfed by flames, leaving not even a wreckage behind.

"Third brother!"

The only surviving lead vehicle was also lifted half a foot off the ground by the shockwave of the explosion.

When it crashed heavily to the ground, the entire vehicle shook violently, and the people inside were thrown about, their faces bruised and swollen.

Before the aftershocks of the explosion had even subsided, the barrage of bullets from the bomb gun caught up once again.

It clattered and banged against the alloy steel plate on the left.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the dent in the steel plate deepened even further.

"There's one more car!"

The observer in the Soul Eater team stared through the scope and reported in a cold tone.

At the same time, he picked up another atomic grenade, pulled the pin with a click, and threw it precisely at the surviving vehicle.

"Damn it!"

Che Laoda's pupils contracted sharply as he watched helplessly as the grenade flew towards him, leaving afterimages.

Without thinking, he suddenly raised his hand, and a pale blue halo appeared around him.

"Beginner Wind Track - Deflection!"

A faint vortex appeared out of nowhere, striking the grenade precisely and forcibly altering its trajectory.

boom--!

The grenade exploded less than 3 meters away from the vehicle.

However, the effective blast radius of an atomic grenade (for targets of the same or even higher levels) is 15 meters!

Ordinary mortals and fragile mages would be killed by the blast within 150 meters.

The shockwave slammed into the car.

The several-ton vehicle lurched violently and nearly overturned.

The alloy steel plate on the left side was deformed by the vibration, making a creaking sound as it struggled to bear the weight.

The driver was so shocked that his blood was churning and his throat tasted sweet, but he didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He turned and yelled at the driver: "Driver!"

You fucking drive faster!

Floor the gas pedal!

Then he turned and roared at the people in the carriage: "Hold on, everyone!"

The mage used magic to reinforce the defenses, while the warrior held the carriages!

Otherwise, we'll all die here!

The people in the carriage were already terrified, and upon hearing this, they acted with all their might.

Time slipped away in agony, each second feeling like an eternity.

In less than 10 seconds, the people in the carriage suddenly realized that

The sound of bombs hitting steel plates has decreased?

The shaking of the car gradually stopped, and the surrounding roar seemed to have faded away.

Someone cautiously looked up and peered out through the gaps in the steel plate. There were no more dense bullets outside, nor were there any more dark figures chasing after them.

We... escaped?

The moment the thought crossed their minds, a faint sense of relief rose in the carriage.

"No!"

The driver suddenly let out a hysterical roar, staring at the driver in the driver's seat with bloodshot eyes.

The driver was pale, his eyes were unfocused, and he looked dazed.

Although his hands were still on the steering wheel, he had no awareness of controlling the direction at all.

The car had long since deviated from its original escape route and was slowly driving towards an open area.

"You bastard!"

The driver's boss lunged forward, grabbing the driver by the collar, his roar deafening, "Are you driving us into a trap?!"

The driver was jolted awake and finally came to his senses.

His eyes were filled with fear and confusion, and he stammered, "I...I don't know!"

The grenade explosion just now made me dizzy and disoriented; I can't tell which way is which at all!

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, the sound of orderly, mechanical footsteps came from outside the carriage, growing closer and deeper, like drums beating in everyone's hearts.

The driver stiffly turned his head and looked through the windshield—several tall steel figures were closing in in a semi-circle, their dark, gaping gun barrels already aimed at their vehicle.

Despair completely engulfed the entire vehicle.

........

"snort!"

A cold snort came from under the helmet of an exceptionally muscular steel warrior.

His gaze swept over the Hummer, still seemingly courting its doom, and his tone was full of disdain: "These poachers have pretty good equipment!"

Energy shield, magic shield, external steel plate—it's like creating a turtle shell.

As a front-line tank-type steel warrior, he has absolute confidence in the team's combat strength.

According to the standards of the Iron Warriors Training Manual and Weapons Manual, demons of the same size cannot even break through their barrage defenses, let alone get close.

What's more, they used only the cheapest bomb guns and cheap atomic grenades from start to finish.

"Human beings with wisdom and the power of tools are ultimately far more powerful than ignorant demons."

The captain murmured, his tone filled with confidence in human technology and tactics.

It is also thanks to His Majesty that the high and mighty magicians were put into research and production; otherwise, those originally "precious" and "difficult to control" atoms would not be as "cheap" as they are now!

A high-level mage who has reached the fifth level of spiritual cultivation can assist in completing the core components of 120,000 atomic grenades in a single day.

"A bunch of social scum!"

Another disdainful snort rang out, and the vanguard Soul Devourer warriors shifted their stance slightly, assuming a charging posture.

Everyone in the team knows that this iron-willed warrior was originally a migrant worker.

What I hate most are these scoundrels who knowingly break the law and treat the rules as nothing.

The weekly mental health tests have already proven that he does not have a mindless hatred of the rich, but only a strong belief in fairness and justice.

The next second, he slammed his hind legs off the ground.

The heavy metal foot stomped two shallow craters in the ground, and then it darted out instantly with the recoil!

His right arm was held straight out to the side, the thick arm armor resembling a sharp guillotine.

With a whooshing sound as it cut through the wind, it charged straight at the Hummer that was still struggling in vain.

dong dong——!

A deafening explosion!

The black, steel figure flashed like lightning, passing right through the middle of the Hummer!

Without any resistance, the sturdy car body was split in two like paper in the face of absolute force!

The ear-piercing sound of metal tearing and the clatter of parts flying everywhere mingled together as the two car bodies crashed heavily to the ground, emitting black smoke and completely totaled.

And the driver, Boss Che, became the unluckiest one.

He happened to be sitting in the middle of the vehicle and was caught directly by the Iron Warrior's arm armor.

The two enormous forces squeezed him violently from the front and back, instantly turning him into a bloody, mangled meat patty.

"Uh...uh..."

Strangely, he did not die immediately.

As a high-ranking mage who survived in the carriage, his mental power forcibly held his consciousness up at the last moment;

His physical attributes as a second-tier martial artist, aided by the final burst of energy, allowed him to withstand the fatal blow.

The excruciating pain from his chest being completely crushed, his ribs broken, and his internal organs shattered into a jumbled mess prevented him from even letting out a scream.

He could only manage faint, dying groans from his throat.

The Iron Warrior slowly turned around, looking down at Boss Che, who was hanging on his arm armor, his disdain growing stronger:

"What level?"

"You dare to confront us head-on?"

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