Chapter 70, Dark Energy Drive
Chapter 70, Dark Energy Drive
As the nearly 20-centimeter-wide sword was swung, the momentum was so terrifying that it caused the surrounding air to flow faster.
Even though it was just a simple swing or a downward chop or an upward slash, in the hands of Binghua, who had a foundation in swordsmanship, it was performed incredibly smoothly, just like an experienced person who had practiced for more than ten years.
When a second-generation male angel team leader saw Binghua using his unparalleled skills to sweep away the surrounding first-generation male angel soldiers, he quickly flew several meters into the air, rushed forward and slashed with his sword.
when!
The sharp sound of weapons colliding was heard, and at the same time, there was a circle of invisible air waves spreading. Binghua's feet sank dozens of centimeters into the ground. The several male angels who had originally surrounded Binghua took a step back to make room for the two to fight.
Binghua finally met someone who could block her attack. She held the gun with one hand and shook the gun body, directly breaking the male angel who was cutting the sword and gun.
Then Binghua stepped forward, leaving cracked footprints on the ground with heavy footsteps, and stabbed with the gun in one hand.
Although the stab was fast, the size of the sword was still there, and the angels who could become second-generation super warriors were all angels with rich practical experience.
He dodged Binghua's stab with one side of his body, and then the male angel's mouth opened slightly in excitement. He held the sword in both hands and stabbed Binghua's breastplate with all his strength.
However, the sound that sounded the next moment made his face freeze. The flame-level weapon, the cross sword, only left a shallow scratch on Binghua's breastplate and had no other effect.
And then a small metal hand covered the male angel's face.
Binghua instantly activated the sacred language code on the side of the arm guard. As the inscription quickly lit up, electric light lit up on the hand armor that was grabbing the male angel's face.
Countless twisted electric snakes appeared along Binghua's left arm, and then penetrated into the body of the male angel whose face was covered by Binghua's palm, causing his whole body to twitch and shake constantly.
But Binghua knew very well that this electric snake, which could easily turn ordinary people into charcoal, could only paralyze the body of the second-generation super soldier for a period of time at most.
But this period of time was enough. The sword that was piercing the air suddenly stopped, and then changed from stabbing to chopping, and it chopped hard on the male angel's waist, and immediately a line of blood spurted out.
Then Binghua kicked the male angel, who had a big cut on his side, and sent him flying.
Then Binghua flapped the white wings behind her, and she floated forward with the sword in one hand. The sharp blade of the spear pierced into the chest of the male angel who had been kicked and fell to the ground.
After killing the enemy, Binghua did not fall down in a hurry. Instead, his body rose higher and higher, and he looked around the battlefield.
The female angel has already stood firmly on her feet and is methodically devouring the activity space of the male angels in the palace.
But there was a battlefield that attracted Binghua's attention, because there a middle-aged male angel was fighting against three first-level guardian angels holding flaming swords.
The male angel had tough facial lines and was wearing a bright silver chain mail that was more exquisite than that of ordinary male angel soldiers. He was waving a cross sword in his hand, and even an illusion appeared.
The three second-generation female angel warriors who were resisting the attack together could only block with the flaming sword, or use their numerical advantage to attack from the side to alleviate the offensive of the male angel.
This is the basic combat mode of the female angel of war. Binghua once told Angel Ran that the battlefield is not a duel arena. If you can outnumber the enemy, don't pursue a fair one-on-one fight, because only the winner can talk about fairness.
Binghua raised the sword in his hand, gathered strength with his bow arm, and threw it towards the battlefield over there with all his might.
An extremely terrifying whistling sound was heard. The middle-aged male angel who was attacking the female angel looked up and saw a heavy weapon that was more than two meters long and nearly twenty centimeters wide coming towards him.
The middle-aged male angel decisively gave up the opponent in front of him, flapped his wings behind him, and quickly retreated a distance.
The thrown sword and spear pierced into the ground at an angle, making a dull thud. The enormous force contained in it caused the ground within a two-meter radius around it to collapse.
At this moment Binghua also flew over, stretched out his hand to grasp the sword and spear that was stuck in the ground, and used the momentum of flying to rush forward and strike.
The middle-aged male angel who dodged first naturally saw this scene. He held a cross sword in front of him to block the gun blade that was coming up from below, but the terrifying force still knocked him back a distance.
It was not until this moment that the middle-aged angel saw clearly who was attacking him. It was Binghua, who was wearing the heavy armor of Pojun and had a blue cloak fluttering behind him.
"You are the captain of these women! If we kill you, they will be scattered like sand."
A ferocious look appeared on the face of the middle-aged male angel, and a faint burning red light emerged from the cross sword in his hand.
"Oh! Dark energy drive. Unfortunately, I'm pretty good at this stuff."
Binghua's lips curled up slightly behind the mask when he saw this. He lowered the sword in his hand, and the four lines of sacred language inscriptions on the front of the blade, representing the dark energy drive, lit up.
A layer of light red flame covered the surface of the sword and spear, and the space at the end of the flame was distorted by the burning of highly condensed dark energy.
Dark energy drive is an ability that only the third generation super soldiers possess, because after a super soldier is promoted to the third generation, the super soldier's genetic engine will undergo a qualitative improvement.
One of them is the efficient application of dark energy, so only the third-generation super soldiers can fully unleash the power of the Flame-class weapons themselves.
This does not mean that only third-generation super soldiers can use dark energy drive.
Some second-generation super soldiers will touch this field in advance. They will build dark energy-driven algorithms in their own dark planes to control this terrifying energy in advance.
Although the computing power of the genetic engine cannot sustain the operation of the dark energy-driven algorithm for a long time, it is enough to allow these people to have combat capabilities far beyond their peers.
The heavy sword and the cross sword collided in mid-air, and a gust of hot wind swept in all directions, forcing the male and female angels who had gathered around the two to retreat straight away, and the two people who were fighting with weapons were naturally no exception.
The extremely terrifying recoil force was transmitted through the gun barrel, and was mostly weakened by the layers of shock absorption of Pojun Armor. However, even so, Binghua took a step back, and stepped on the extremely dense floor, causing it to crack.
The middle-aged male angel also slid back several meters, leaving two grooves several dozen centimeters deep on the ground.
After Binghua relieved the impact, he immediately stepped forward. The front end of the more than two-meter-long sword in his hand suddenly began to split and deform and retract backwards, turning into a giant silver sword with a blade more than one meter long.
The giant sword that looked extremely heavy was easily swung by Binghua with one hand, and he chopped down at the male angel.
The male angel simply took a step to the left to avoid the giant sword that was chopping down at him. He held the cross hilt with both hands, leaned forward and made a thrust.
However, there was only a sharp friction sound, and the bright silver cross blade was tightly grasped by Binghua's left hand covered with metal armor, and could no longer be moved.
I have something to do today, so I can only update once. I will make up for the rest if I have time tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)