Chapter 334 Nobody's going to use it ever again!
William, unmatched in role-playing, was now playing a novice Soulmancer at the 13th Bureau. Unless absolutely necessary, he naturally didn't want to reveal his true strength.
After suiting up in the 096 armor, William felt a rare sense of excitement.
With the armor on, there was no fear of exposing his abilities, and everything felt fresh and new.
Victor, wielding a giant sword, stood about 10 feet away from William, his eyes gleaming coldly.
He had to admit, the armor was impressive. He had tried it on before, and wearing it, he could even hold his own against Zoey for half an hour.
Why half an hour?
It's not for any other reason, but because this armor consumes a tremendous amount of mental energy. He can only maintain it for a maximum of half an hour, yet Zoey is like an indestructible monster.
Starting by dodging with all his might, after half an hour, he would be as drained as a man after exertion, so weak he can't get any weaker, unable to even lift the armor's arm, and then he faints.
Having experienced it before, Victor immediately thought of how to deal with William.
As a peak junior Soulmancer, he could only operate the mech for half an hour. William, a novice Soulmancer, probably couldn't last more than a minute.
What could a minute of attack do, no matter how fierce?
What woman couldn't withstand a minute of attack?
William, however, was unaware of Victor's simplistic thinking.
Controlling the mech, he slowly drew out a six-foot-long alloy sword. With a thought, electricity crackled along the sword like dancing serpents, creating an intimidating spectacle.
Soulmancers below mid-level typically could only use their stored energy for attacks, struggling to harness the energy around them. The 096 armor, powered by the latest technology, required strong mental energy.
With enough mental strength, he could operate at full firepower all day and simply recharge later without any issues.
Despite having worked at the 13th Bureau for many years and personally experiencing the power of the armor, Victor was visibly shaken when William immediately unleashed a 100,000-volt electric current. He hastily retreated 30 feet back.
Steven also quickly instructed the 13th Bureau personnel to move back.
If any of the novice Soulmancer-level staff got entangled in the electric arcs, they would surely be killed instantly.
Inside the mech, William fully felt the power of technology. He could sense the heat signatures of living creatures around him through the mech and launch tracking missiles from it.
He remembered Dr. Lopez mentioning that the missiles could kill a mid-level Soulmancer.
Even if there was some exaggeration in Dr. Lopez's claim, Victor, being a junior Soulmancer, should not be too difficult to handle.
With a mere thought from William, a fist-sized missile was launched from the mech's arm.
"Fuck! Let's see how long you last!" Victor cursed, moving like lightning to dodge the missile's attack.
But the missile, designed to lock onto its target and keep tracking even if it missed, relentlessly pursued Victor. Even with his agility, the missile was like a persistent shadow, not giving up until its energy was depleted.
William took a look and felt that the effect was quite good.
Wearing this armor, wouldn't he be invincible against anyone below a high-level Soulmancer without even using his own strength?
Not bad at all!
Victor wasn't foolish either. Since he dared to face William in the mech head-on, he had naturally thought this through.
Thermal tracking?
All he needed to do was lower his body temperature, right?
But initially, he didn't do so. He planned to toy with William, the novice.
Let him think he was winning, then crush him, mock his intelligence, grind him into the ground, and make him realize that a novice is still a novice, even in armor.
Victor, seemingly in a tight spot dodging the missile, was already pinching a coin between his fingers.
To deal with such a missile, all he needed was a coin.
Just increase the distance and then use a coin to strike the missile, detonating it…
With a smirk on his lips, Victor, sword slung across his back, leapt into the air, flying!
For a junior Soulmancer to be able to fly, he had to be considered a genius, right?
For a moment, he shot up into the sky, exceeding the speed of sound.
Looking down, he was shocked to see the missile, which he thought he had distanced, still doggedly following him, right on his tail.
Damn it!
Why can't I shake it off?
He distinctly remembered Dr. Lopez saying that the mech's tracking missiles could only reach the speed of sound, yet he was now surpassing that speed.
Little did he know, Dr. Lopez's proudest creation was this battle armor, continuously improved over time to become even more formidable.
The tracking missile's speed had long been enhanced.
Victor couldn't increase the distance from the missile in time and naturally didn't dare to detonate it. He took a deep breath and immediately forced his body temperature to drop.
He dared not show off anymore!
Continuing to do so would likely lead to trouble.
When he managed to cool his body temperature to zero degrees, the missile finally stopped tracking him, but it exploded the moment it lost its target.
Boom!!
A massive fireball erupted in the sky, the shockwave spreading out. Even those thousands of feet below could feel the powerful blast.
Although Victor managed to block with his sword and quickly moved away, he was still hurled hundreds of feet by the violent shockwave. His clothes were gone, and his skin was covered in burn marks.
"Jhin Lopez! You old bastard!" Victor roared in frustrated rage, cursing Dr. Lopez countless times in his mind.
It's been improved again?!
Are you in research or weapons development?
The self-detonation upon losing the target wasn't part of the original design!
Far away at the base, Dr. Lopez was researching how to reduce the psychic energy consumption of the mech, or even convert it to unmanned, remotely operated. Suddenly, he sneezed.
"Seems I'm getting old!" Dr. Lopez shrugged his shoulders and continued his research.
After all, a mech controlled by psychic power was more flexible in use. If operated remotely, it might lack this flexibility and could easily be disrupted by other electromagnetic waves, leading to potential malfunction.
Well, I'll have to think about it more!
Above the new continent, a massive fireball suddenly erupted in the sky, drawing the attention of other Soulmancers.
Many Soulmancers began to converge in that direction.
If there was a battle, it might indicate that something valuable had been discovered and was being contested – a typical line of thinking for them.
Victor hovered thousands of feet in the air, his gaze icily fixed on the mech below.
"William! If you're seeking death, don't blame me!" Victor gritted his teeth as he ran his palm over the Blade of the Emerald Lion King.
Using his blood as a catalyst, he activated a secret technique learned from the Emerald Lion Guild, the Emerald Lion's Heart Slash.
By now, about a minute had likely passed, and William probably could no longer control the mech. So, he would have to face this strike head-on!
Victor aimed not just to kill William but also to destroy Dr. Jhin Lopez's decade of hard work!
This battle armor!
Shatter it!
Nobody's going to use it ever again!
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