CHAPTER 1030: PUPPET MASTER

Chapter 1030: Puppet Master

Facing Canero's mockery, Baihu remained silent, expressing his attitude through action.

The patterns on his arm guards and thigh armor unfolded one by one, ejecting numerous metal boxes from within.

These seemingly heavy armors were actually his puppet warehouses.

After more than twenty metal boxes landed, they expanded like inflating balloons.

In an instant, a massive and terrifying mecha army appeared around his body!

From his brain extended invisible threads of mental energy.

It was precisely using these threads that he could control all mechanical puppets as if they were his own body.

Four huge armored pandas "BOOMED!" as they blocked in front of him, forming a solid wall!

Seven or eight combat-type armored puppets aimed their autocannons and began fierce bombardment against Canero!

Canero's body rapidly rolled and dodged across the ground. The autocannon bullets were extremely fast, but to him, their speed wasn't even one-tenth of his own, so his dodging wasn't panicked.

Clatter clatter—

Bullet casings scattered across the ground, and micro-missiles exploded near Canero's position, but the killing power of such weapons couldn't even penetrate Canero's combat suit.

When the mechanical puppets' attacks created a gap.

He stood up and lightly fired several shots.

Each bullet accurately destroyed one mechanical puppet.

The golden revolver [Sigh of Fate] fired four rose-gold streams of light, hitting the four tank puppets in front of Baihu.

The seemingly incredibly thick panda armor couldn't block those seemingly light streams of light, instantly disintegrating!

In less than five seconds of combat, most of Baihu's puppets had been destroyed.

This made his heart gradually sink.

"As expected, is my capacity limited to this? What a pity!"

He let out a helpless sigh.

As a mechanist, reaching this level was already his limit.

He was never a genius to begin with; relying on the power of mechanical puppets to play a significant role in war was how he managed to become one of the Four Spirits.

However, when facing true geniuses and top experts, his weaknesses would be completely exposed.

"But even a small screw can become very useful if placed in the right position!"

"Don't underestimate me, Billy the Kid!"

The broken mechanical armor emitted embarrassed plumes of smoke in the valley as Canero, holding two revolvers with his head lowered, stepped toward Baihu one step at a time. R̃åＮồꞖÈš

In his view, this was just a completely one-sided battle.

Baihu took a deep breath, then shouted in a low voice: "Explode!!"

From among the mechanical puppets destroyed by Canero, sudden bursts of urgent red light emerged.

Canero's gaze sharpened; without realizing it, he had become surrounded by those puppets.

He hadn't expected that the already destroyed puppets had all been equipped with high-energy self-destruct devices.

"BOOM!!!!"

Over a dozen mechanical puppets simultaneously self-destructed, with Canero right in the core explosion area.

That astonishing energy explosion was enough to easily destroy several city blocks!

Baihu stared intently at the explosion area before him.

According to intelligence, Canero's attack power was S-class, but there was no indication he possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities.

Generally speaking, these two attributes rarely existed in the same person.

If they did exist together, it was only an illusion created by that person's excessively high superhuman ability index.

"Even if I can't blow you to death, I should at least inflict some injuries!"

At the moment the explosion occurred, Canero rapidly spun his revolvers.

"Neon Dance!"

He spread his arms wide, two powerful superhuman abilities madly pouring into the gold and silver revolvers.

Then from the gun barrels erupted brilliant beams of light!

Each time he pulled the trigger, what shot out were no longer bullets, but energy beams like strobe lights on a dance floor!

Canero danced within the core explosion area, at this moment as if he were in a dance hall, the gold and silver revolvers in his hands becoming the disco ball on stage, shooting out colorful rays of light.

These energy beams penetrated the explosion's shockwaves, weakening the blast's power.

This move directly left Baihu utterly stunned.

He never imagined that someone could use single-target attacks to weaken an area-wide explosive attack!

Simply because his gun skills were fast enough, he achieved this unbelievable effect.

A moment later, Canero walked out from the core explosion area, his body stained with mud from the ground, yet he still appeared completely composed.

"Surrender! Big guy."

Canero said coldly to Baihu.

Baihu's puppets had already been completely destroyed.

Without his puppets, his combat power couldn't even match that of an Alpha-level superhuman.

Continuing to struggle no longer held any meaning.

Baihu just grinned.

"Impossible!"

He opened his right hand, the huge palm pressing hard against the armor on his chest.

"This is my final puppet, Baihu, self-destruct!!"

Deep within Mist Valley, in a certain canyon, erupted an immensely powerful energy.

The roar of the explosion echoed for dozens of miles, forcing all surrounding toxic miasma to recoil outward.

At this moment, Zhuque, who had already dragged her wounded body dozens of miles away, heard this explosion, her expression momentarily freezing.

She knew what that explosion sound meant.

A touch of sorrow spread through her heart.

Zhuque's heart felt as if pierced by needles, stinging with pain.

She had thought her heart was hardened enough, but for some reason, her vision was still somewhat blurry.

Perhaps only at this moment did she vaguely realize that big oaf had treated her so well, perhaps he had feelings for her.

Yet until the very end, he never spoke those words aloud.

For warriors, dying on the battlefield is their destiny.

Especially after the apocalypse, almost no one could be an exception.

Either freeze and starve to death in the ice and snow, or contribute power to major factions and die on the battlefield.

As long as this chaotic world doesn't restore its original order for even one day.

War will never completely end.

Zhuque clenched her fists tightly.

She knew she had to leave quickly; in this Divine Source competition, she had completely lost her qualification.

"I must live, only by living will there be hope to avenge Baihu!"

She breathed heavily, the wounds on her body temporarily sealed by hemostatic coagulant, but to remove the bullets Canero left inside her body, she needed to return to Xuanwu.

The aircraft had already broken down; being able to fly a distance in this harsh environment was its absolute limit.

Zhuque buried the aircraft, then dragging her injured body, not daring to pause for even a moment, staggered toward the coast where Xuanwu was located.

Author's Note