Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1435 - 170: I Will Make Him Wish He Were Dead

Capítulo 1435: Chapter 170: I Will Make Him Wish He Were Dead

After being parasitized, Orsde’s strength became overpowering.

If before, Miller was still confident in his ability to fight back desperately, now he had completely abandoned that thought. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

“My strength is… thoroughly… crushed…”

Miller shook several times without being able to stand up. At this moment, he looked at the burly Orsde, then over at Lu Qingxue.

He revealed a bitter smile.

If he died, then so be it. From the moment he entered the ruins, he was prepared for the worst.

But to die in such a suffocating manner, he was unwilling!

The opponent was definitely not human, and this information… he had to get it out… at all costs!

The intense survival instinct made him fling his palm to the ground, trying to prop himself up. However, amidst muscle spasms, his body once again fell heavily.

Seeing this scene, Orsde let out a snort through his nostrils, saying, “Your body is indeed weak… that’s why you pigs like to hide in Mechas and Warships. Come, become a part of my body…”

A bloodthirsty and hungry look flashed through Orsde’s vertical pupils as he stepped forward with stiff movements, walking directly towards Miller.

However, at that moment, a sword light suddenly flashed from the side.

A series of sparks erupted along the armor.

Orsde nonchalantly raised his palm, fast enough to swat away the attack.

Confident that this strike was enough to block it.

However, when his palm hit the sword blade, the long sword instantly became soft, bizarrely bending, and after brushing against Orsde’s palm, it flicked upwards lightly…

This was an exquisite sword move formed by precise injection of force into the sword edge through extreme muscle vibrations.

Sword technique—Ice Thorn.

The icy sword tip pierced through Orsde’s defense from an unbelievable angle, suddenly stabbing into his right eye.

Fast tremors began pouring into his brain, resembling the earlier attack method against the Double-headed Snake brothers.

Breaking through a point and then expanding and exploding that point to form a lethal strike.

But this time, Orsde let out a roar, and thick yellow blood gushed from his eye socket, instantly enveloping the entire socket.

The sword edge could no longer vibrate, and the opportunity for a counterattack gained at great cost in 0.1 seconds was forcibly suppressed.

With a flick of the wrist, the Snow Building Sword traced an arc through the air, resting against the back. Lu Qingxue twisted her waist, gracefully leaning forward, with the sword tip stabbing into the ground.

Back sword defense!

Boom—

A fist fell onto the sword body.

With a creaking sound, the sword bent into a large C shape.

The immense force infused into her body, Lu Qingxue let out a muffled grunt, blood leaked from the corners of her mouth, but she suddenly shook the sword edge. The Snow Building Sword bent to its limit, instantly bounced upwards, amd she used the momentum to rush forward.

Sheds half of the force, Lu Qingxue appeared five meters away, retreating with several quick steps.

Her already pale face now looked even more pallid.

Swish!

The long sword drove into the ground.

The Valkyrie’s eyes showed even more icy determination.

At this moment, she was mentally prepared for nothing else.

“You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever seen, so I will savor your body carefully.”

Orsde’s right eye had yellow-brown blood boiling for a few seconds before a brand new eye emerged.

This mind-boggling self-healing ability had already surpassed known cognition.

“Give up resisting, I don’t want your body to be incomplete when I eat.”

Orsde let out an eerie laugh as he stepped forward.

He had just completed the parasitism, and if it weren’t for the robust foundation of this body, he would not have sustained this battle.

So, now, the extremely hungry him needed to eat.

He needed a quick end to the battle.

“You are trying to provoke me, you want the battle to end quickly.”

The voice that Miller yearned for sounded once again, even though it was still cold, he couldn’t help but gaze at that perfect visage with fascination.

“Therefore, I won’t let you have your way.”

Lu Qingxue flipped her wrist, with several crystalline Ice Lotus Seeds appearing in her palm, she placed them in her mouth and began to reject them slowly.

The Snow Clan’s origin could trace back to before the civilization’s fracture, so the family naturally possessed numerous rare treasures.

These [Ice Lotus Seeds] were crafted using the unique Ice Lotus of the Snow Domain combined with nanotechnology, mixed with 37 substances to create a rapidly healing medicine.

Each direct member of the Snow Clan had to carry three whenever they went out.

As the daughter of the Clan Leader, plus her special identity as the ceremonial sacrifice at the Greeting Ceremony, her resources were always three times those of a normal person.

Moreover, after Mu Fan assertively subdued the Forest Domain and killed the Great Clan Elder, Lu Qingxue had become the de facto ruler of the Snow Clan.

The supplies she carried when going out were no longer bound by regulations.

But due to habit, she still carried 9.

When consuming one, it’s definitely for healing.

When more than three are consumed, it’s definitely during a life-and-death battle.

Now, it’s certainly the latter.

That profoundly familiar coolness began to spread through her body along her bloodstream.

Minute bleeding points started healing rapidly.

Lu Qingxue’s aura began to gather. Within mere seconds, the startling momentum rising from her was intimidating.

It felt like a sharp sword edge was standing in the air.

Leaving was certainly impossible.

The only chance for survival was to strategically evade the opponent’s attacks so that he couldn’t achieve his goal.

Once the opponent’s rhythm falters, that will be the opportunity for survival.

Her attack thought process became exceedingly clear at this moment.

Lu Qingxue entered a state of neither joy nor sorrow.

Her intention was suddenly understood, causing a ruthless glint to flash in Orsde’s pupils.

He hadn’t expected this girl to see through…

So he laughed angrily, made a strange chuckle, stopped speaking, and pressed forward aggressively.

Furious fists began to rain down like a deluge.

Each powerful punch sent soil waves rising one person high.

Whether rocks or trees, under his attack, they seemed as fragile as paper.

It could be said that as soon as her graceful and delicate body was hit by even one frontal attack, she’d be killed instantly.

However, Lu Qingxue’s footsteps intertwined, carrying a mysterious trajectory, like a Lotus swaying in storm, through dozens of undulations, yet constantly blooming.

Miller’s eyes widened as he watched that scene, while admiration rose within his gaze.

But as time ticked away, his worry grew more evident.

Because Lu Qingxue’s inherent disadvantage in stamina began to show.

He keenly sensed…

The goddess’s speed started to decrease.

“You… quickly leave…”

Miller’s fist clutched a handful of soil tightly, finally managing to stagger upwards.

In his current state, his attack was no different from an ant.

So what he wanted to do next was to use a way the opponent deemed unworthy to infuriate him…

No matter what, since he had become this Flower Protector.

“Then let’s finish what we started.”

Miller’s eyes were filled with carefree abandon.

He glanced at Orsde, suddenly tossing the soil in his hand over.

“Trash-like thing, how could you be noble like me.”

Miller’s voice was exceptionally loud.

The dirt scattered on the back, and apart from the stirred earthy smell, there was no feeling at all.

Yet, with this sentence, it was like adding fuel to the fire.

Orsde exhaled fiercely from his nostrils.

He protected his face and took Lu Qingxue’s slashing blow head-on, then turned his head around with chilling breath.

“Pig, say it again…”

…

…

The intersecting beams seemed to move faster and faster as time passed.

Within the ruins, countless people began to suffer from the beam attacks.

Red, yellow, blue, green—among these beams, only the green one represents life.

The survival chance looked like twenty-five percent, but it was merely theoretical; when faced with the sweeping beams spreading across the mountains, the probability shrank infinitely close to zero…

If anyone stood at the canyon’s entrance now, they would surely see a flickering figure almost flashing towards the canyon.

The figure left a faint ghostly green trail in the air upon disappearing.

A yellow beam was about to sweep over that ghostly green figure.

The surrounding air instantly twisted.

The figure swiftly moved past the yellow beam.

Thud!

A deafening echo resounded in the narrow gorge.

A noticeable depression appeared where the feet landed.

The indifferent eyes slowly lifted.

The scales in his hand began to warm gradually.

It indicated that the direction he was heading in was correct.

Yet on the path, he saw no other figure.

Judging by appearances, the number of personnel within the ruins wasn’t as numerous as imagined.

Who would he encounter in the end?

Those self-proclaimed gods among intruders—finding them was so hard.

The hand clutched tightly at the scales.

Mu Fan’s figure suddenly surged forward like the wind.

Hmm?

At the canyon’s end, his figure abruptly appeared on the rock wall at the turn, rolling to the ground.

Two bodies.

Abdomen wide open, all viscera missing, and moreover, all blood seemed to have been drained.

But judging by the wounds, it was clearly freshly caused.

Beasts?

Enemies?

Mu Fan’s eyes slightly squinted, slowly lifting the dark gold short stick, the ghostly green on the dragon rider armor began to pulsate like breathing.

Ghost energy began enveloping the body.

With the first step forward, the silhouette started distorting, eventually leaving only a transparent outline before vanishing into the air.

Bodies, bodies…

Marks of combat…

It seemed that two groups encountered each other here, using their heat weapons to launch attacks.

This is…

Hmm!?

Mu Fan’s pupils suddenly narrowed to a point.

An arrow nailed to the ground.

The arrowhead’s sharpness no longer intact, squashed flat.

Within the ruins or outside, bows and arrows aren’t unique things.

Yet, Mu Fan’s eyes showed intense fluctuation.

He bent over and pulled out the long arrow, staring intently at the arrowhead.

This is the unique super steel from Shadow Island—Snow Pattern Steel!

And the one who made the long arrow from snow pattern steel—there’s only one person, Lu Qingxue!

He quickly turned his head to look around.

The keen eyesight began capturing details amid this battlefield.

Broken rocks featured intersecting sword marks.

All evidence indicated one situation…

That was Lu Qingxue engaged in fierce combat here.

The bloodied ground, pits from cannonfire, and nomadic beasts nibbling corpses…

Everything showed the situation seemed to evolve into something extremely dire.

Crunch, crunch.

The snow pattern steel long arrow made by the Iron Clan was slowly crushed into a ball in Mu Fan’s palm!

Casually discarded.

—Boom!

A broad-leaved tree fell heavily in the forest ahead, the sound echoing through this dense wood, clearly reaching Mu Fan’s ears.

He abruptly lifted his head, looking towards the tropical jungle ahead.

That sound was unmistakably… a battle!

In Mu Fan’s indifferent eyes, a towering killing intent began to spread.

“Today, whoever hurts you…”

“I will make them… wish for death!”

For the first time, a grimace appeared on Mu Fan’s face.

In that moment, the six severed energy braids at the back of the dragon rider armor floated high.

That ghostly green light now only proclaimed…

Deathly silence and slaughter.

A foot struck the ground.

Boom!

The ground, over five meters in diameter, suddenly erupted in a shocking dust storm.

A twisting silhouette, carrying a terrifying killing intent, instantly punctured the boundary and rushed forward.

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PS: Watched “Pacific Rim 2” today, the special effects were truly impressive. My wife said it looked very much like what my novel depicts, and I laughed. When I watched “Pacific Rim 1,” I hadn’t started writing yet. In short, for the sake of faith, mecha movies, good or bad, as long as they exist, I must watch them.