Colonial Suit

With a deafening crash, Saul and Blood Eyes collided violently. Centered on the two, the ground within a radius of tens of meters exploded simultaneously, and a large amount of sand rushed into the air. Before it could reach its highest point, it was 'liquefied' by the high temperature, eventually turning into a scorching liquid that scattered down. The rioters who were close to the two were blown away by the scorching air wave. A chorus of wolf howls and screams immediately rang out around them.

But the power of the plasma impact was more than just that. As the momentum of the impact suddenly stopped, the plasma suddenly burst open, instantly enveloping the space within a radius of tens of meters. All the rioters within this range were splashed by the plasma and instantly burned into coke.

Arcs of electricity danced on the ground, and smoke filled the air. The air was filled with the acrid smell of burning. The visibility in the field suddenly dropped to its lowest point. The rioters screamed and fled in all directions. The scene was extremely chaotic.

No one dared to approach Saul and Blood Eyes. Their battle had exceeded the limit that ordinary people could withstand. In the eyes of the rioters, the two were like demons, spreading disaster with every move they made. In the face of disasters beyond human power, no one was unafraid, no one could escape.

But in the center of the battlefield, the two of them could not feel the chaos of the outside world at all.

Dense smoke and plasma mist severely obscured their vision. Saul gasped for breath, his helmet had been damaged by Blood Eyes, and he had suffered considerable damage in the plasma impact just now. Large areas of his skin were burned and carbonized by the plasma. If it weren't for the armor's potion injection, he would probably have been turned into a pile of coke as well.

But Saul's eyes still flashed with excitement. He hit! He hit that terrible enemy!

With the power of the plasma impact, Saul had no doubt that the opponent would suffer heavy damage! He might even be killed directly. The plasma impact was a powerful weapon that he had spent a lot of money to upgrade his armor with. Its power had reached the peak of the Seventh World. Under the scorching of ultra-high temperature plasma and free electrons, even an armored vehicle would be ignited in an instant, not to mention that it was also mixed with a strong physical impact effect. Saul had tested it before, and the power of a single plasma impact was enough to destroy any Seventh World armor.

That terrible enemy is dead!

Desperately breathing in every bit of oxygen he could get, Saul could hardly control the excitement in his heart. He took a step forward, letting the damaged armor parts on his body fall to the ground, just to see the scene of his opponent falling.

But just as he tried to get closer, a terrifying hand stretched out from the smoke and grabbed his fist!

"What!?" Saul's eyes widened suddenly, almost unable to believe what he was seeing.

In the dense smoke, a demon-like figure slowly emerged. He wore a silver-white armor, without any traces of burning. A large hand tightly grasped his fist. Within the helmet, cold eyes flickered.

"You... you're actually okay!?" Saul exclaimed in horror, losing his voice.

"..." Blood Eyes stared at him coldly, a hint of excitement rising in his heart.

That's right, he was fine. This was the first time he had felt the terrifying strength of the complete colony armor. The opponent's devastating plasma impact hit him, and it didn't even cause the slightest damage. The ultra-high temperature plasma only scorched the protein armor. It couldn't even damage the tendons in the armor gaps. The colony armor's amazing metabolism repaired this damage in less than a second, making him look unscathed.

This is the colony armor, the real colony armor!

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Blood Eyes expressionlessly tightened his right hand. The metal fist armor of the opponent immediately made a sound of friction that it could not bear, and there was even the sound of finger bones breaking.

"Ahhh!" Saul screamed in pain immediately. He felt that his finger bones were about to shatter. Although he had the protection of armor, the opponent's grip was unimaginably strong. It was like a super-heavy hydraulic press, crushing his finger bones bit by bit. This kind of pain was far beyond what ordinary people could bear. Saul screamed loudly, completely unable to control his actions. Little by little, he knelt down in front of Blood Eyes.

"I ask, you answer." Blood Eyes' voice was still cold and ruthless, making Saul's heart sink to the bottom of the abyss.

"You... you won't succeed... devil..." Looking at the man in front of him with fear, Saul still gritted his teeth and answered.

"You damned mercenaries are just a bunch of butchers in the universe. Wherever you are, there is killing! I will not submit. Damn it! Why are you helping Kekel? Is it just because he paid enough money? Don't you know how evil he is? How many people die at his hands every day?"

Speaking of this, Saul desperately stretched his neck and roared hoarsely.

"We are just trying to live! What's wrong with that!"

We are just trying to live...

Listening to Saul's painful wail, Blood Eyes' heart trembled slightly. But it turned cold in an instant. He quietly looked at the kneeling man in front of him. A trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes, as well as a trace of apology.

"Sorry... I am too... trying to live."

"Since you are unwilling to answer my question. Then forget it."

His right hand suddenly clenched, Blood Eyes crushed the opponent's fist in one fell swoop. Immediately afterwards, his left hand flashed across the opponent's throat like lightning. In the spurting of blood, Saul's head was cut off by him with one hand, and shot into the air with blood.

Looking at the other party's unseeing eyes, Blood Eyes was silent for a while, then turned around and rushed towards the surrounding rioters.

The merciless killing began again.

This time he showed no mercy. Perhaps because he was wearing colony armor, Blood Eyes felt that it was particularly easy to reach a state of indifference during battle. In this state, his emotional fluctuations were suppressed to the lowest level. It was easy to exert the power of the colony armor. This situation was not obvious in the past, but it became clearer and clearer after this core restart.

Blood Eyes didn't know whether this state was good or bad. But he still accepted the domination of instinct.

Blood was spurting, and broken arms and limbs were thrown into the air like explosions. Because Blood Eyes showed no mercy, the rioters were in bad luck. Their simple weapons could not penetrate the armor of the colony armor at all. It was even more impossible to stop Blood Eyes' footsteps. Every place he appeared would set off a bloody storm. Although he had not used the high-frequency blade on his arm until now, his bare-handed killing alone was enough to make any rioter tremble.

In the eyes of the rioters, Blood Eyes was like a god of death crawling out of a sea of blood, wantonly plundering life. Everyone who approached him and tried to stop him was torn to pieces in the first time. The scene of blood and limbs flying in all directions made even the Kekel lord on the city wall feel weak in his legs and almost faint.

"God... what kind of guy did the mercenary branch send... too terrible... too terrible..."

Lord Kekel groaned unconsciously, his whole person was shocked by Blood Eyes' merciless killing. His hands and feet were cold, and he almost fainted. If the guards next to him hadn't been supporting him all the time, he would probably have collapsed to the ground at this moment.

In just over ten minutes, the dense rioters began to flee in all directions. There were fewer and fewer people around Blood Eyes.

"Pfft!" Blood Eyes punched through the rioter in front of him, and a large amount of blood spurted out from behind him for a full five meters. When he looked around again, he found that there was no one left. He slowly threw down the body in his hand. Then he stood in the pool of blood all over the ground. In the scarlet pool of blood, his silver-white colony armor looked so prominent, and the silver-white armor pieces were flowing with scarlet blood. It looked full of another kind of beauty.

A cruel beauty.

The city gate of the distant earthen city opened, and a group of guards cautiously approached. They looked at the corpses all over the ground, their faces pale, and some even vomited directly. They walked tremblingly through the messy battlefield, some people began to clean up, and some people carefully approached Blood Eyes under the leadership of a guard captain.

Blood Eyes glanced at the guard captain and found that he was the first guard to talk to him. Presumably Lord Kekel thought he was good and temporarily promoted him.

He fearfully led a few guards to his front. He respectfully saluted.

"Blood... Lord Blood Eyes."

"Speak."

"Lord... Lord, please go to the city lord's mansion..."

"Understood." Blood Eyes glanced at him coldly. He found that his legs were shaking. Perhaps Blood Eyes' killing just now was too horrifying. The guards behind him dared not look directly at him, their eyes drooping like ostriches.

This is the cruel law of survival. When the power of an individual surpasses the traditional forces. Then in front of the strong, the best choice is to obey. This is also why the status of universe mercenaries is so high.

Walking into the earthen city again, Blood Eyes saw that many residents had come out. They carefully cleaned up the wreckage after the battle. Everyone looked like they still had lingering fears. When he approached the city lord's mansion, he found that this mansion, which he had destroyed in general, was being reorganized, and a large amount of ruins and wreckage were being transported out.

A servant was already waiting here. When he saw Blood Eyes approaching, his eyes lit up and he greeted him flatteringly.

"Lord Blood Eyes, please come with me. The lord has prepared a banquet for you."

"Hmm." Blood Eyes followed the servant around a few corners and came to the backyard of the mansion. This was a place that he had not affected when he landed. In a luxurious hall, it was already filled with food and wine. Dozens of scantily clad beautiful women were shuttling back and forth. Bringing up a large amount of delicacies.

The fat pig-like Lord Kekel was sitting in the middle of the banquet, with several beautiful maids kneading and massaging him. This guy seemed to know how to enjoy himself, and his eyes were narrowed comfortably.

But just as Blood Eyes walked into the hall, he jumped up as if he had been electrocuted and rushed to Blood Eyes in a few steps. His face was full of flattering smiles.

"Lord Blood Eyes, please sit down, please take the upper seat..."