Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1424 - 159: Mysterious Duo

[Lightning] tumbled to the ground and saw that [Fury] was still standing there motionless. White Hair immediately shouted in frustration, "Don't just stand there, get moving!"

With that, he aimed his gun at Fury, "Don't move, fatty, I'll send you off first. My gun can take people."

Alas, send the fatty off first, then run on his own.

White Hair felt incredibly bitter and angry inside, always ending up being the rear guard.

However, in less than a second, the fatty shouted in surprise, "Someone chasing you from behind? Are they strong?"

White Hair slapped his forehead, despair flashing in his eyes.

Even the Federation troops only held on for three seconds; how could they not be strong?

Damn teammate!

"Strong, very strong... they've killed a lot of people! I'm begging you, stop wasting time, please."

"That's easy, just throw me over there." The fatty said sincerely.

"Don't joke."

White Hair had made up his mind not to talk to the fatty anymore, afraid he might die from anger here.

"I'm serious, I'm really strong now. Just throw me over! Once I'm there, you'll see. If I'm lying, I'm a pig."

The fatty was as excited as a child showing off a giant lollipop...

"Are you serious?" Doubt flashed in White Hair's eyes; the fatty's response seemed genuine.

"Of course! Hurry, I see it, all of them, right? Haha, throw me over." The fatty looked excitedly at the dense Beast Tide in the distance, his face flushed with excitement.

"What have you been through to start liking SM? ... Damn it, no time, I'm throwing you now!"

No time to hesitate, if they dragged it on, both would be doomed.

White Hair suddenly pulled the trigger.

Buzz.

Fury's amber body was instantly enveloped in white light.

Swinging the gun!

Pulled the trigger again.

Swish!

The fatty, with his abysmally low physical stats, felt dizzy in his brain. Before his vision could clear, he was already enveloped in the sound of frenetic collisions.

Fury's round body barreled through nearly a hundred meters like a large bullet before finally stopping.

This action instantly enraged the Beast Tide.

In an instant, countless Alien Beasts charged wildly.

The Winged Dragon in the sky fixed its blood-red eyes on the ground below.

It's this move again.

Roar!

An earth-shattering dragon's roar echoed, and a giant tail fifty meters long smashed down.

The dizzy fatty showed a satisfied smile...

This attack was strong enough.

He was going to bask in glory...

Wait? Hang on, he hadn't had time to warn White Hair yet.

Such a violent attack, if there was an Anger Level Neutron Self-Destruction, it would be in the attack range over there too.

The fatty finally woke up.

"Run! ————"

This shout shook heaven and earth and even pierced through the Beast Tide, traveling far.

White Hair, who was nervously watching the Beast Tide, found his palms sweaty. When he heard this, his face turned pale!

And it was that twisted pale!

His lips were trembling.

"Damn fatty, can you be more reliable? Do you want me to kill you? Fuck, did you ever ask me?"

Tears welled up in White Hair's eyes, and he gritted his teeth.

"I can throw you in, so I can save you out! Wait for me!"

He never felt the gun in his hands was so heavy before.

This time, knowing it was a suicidal mission, he had to drag the fatty out.

Never leave a comrade... never give up!

"Fatty, wait for me."

Feeling calm in his heart, White Hair aimed the gun at himself and pulled the trigger.

Buzz~

[Flash] instantly entered its standby Flying Flash state.

The gun barrel turned around...

White Hair gritted his teeth and looked straight ahead.

Boom!

At the end of his sight, a dazzling light suddenly flared, too bright to look at directly!

In the next second, a massive mushroom cloud rose, followed by a sweeping shockwave!

The terrifying Beast Tide was almost instantly engulfed by the shockwave!

"I... fuck!"

This sudden change left him completely unprepared.

It was too late for anything now.

With no time to hesitate, he turned his head and aimed the gun ahead as fast as he could, pulling the trigger!

His body twisted in an instant...

Boom!

The shockwave swept over his original standing place, and the afterimage left by [Lightning] was instantly scattered.

This time, the flash covered over 2,000 meters.

Sudden stop.

The Mecha swiftly turned its head, seeing the slowly dissipating red smoke.

The shockwave came fast and went fast.

The field of view was vast...

An enormous circle with a radius of over 2 kilometers appeared clearly before him, all open and clear...

All the trees, rocks, creatures were gone, leaving only slowly solidifying magma.

It was like the apocalyptic scene after a meteorite struck the ground.

If not for the long distance of this flash, he might really have been finished.

Fatty...

White Hair felt cold all over. He couldn't wait for the smoke to clear and used [Flying Flash] to dive into the giant circle.

Thud!

A flash of light appeared.

[Lightning] supported itself with one hand on the ground and slid forward, the long white hair accessory trailing a shadow, the Mecha's posture like a true Knight, but there was no time to admire how cool he looked now.

The first thing that met his eyes was a massive dragonbone like a small mountain, but the dragonbone was in a miserable state, nearly half of its body's bones gone.

Such size could only belong to the Winged Dragon!

"Fatty, speak!"

"Don't scare me, speak!"

[Lightning] rushed into the densest part of the smoke like a gust of wind.

Thud!

A crisp burst of sound.

"Ouch, who hit me?"

"Fatty, you're not dead?" a voice of surprise called out.

"Just joking, would I die?" the fatty's smug voice responded.

The smoke cleared, and [Lightning] was sitting atop a sphere, maintaining quite a sleazy posture.

"What kind of attack was that, too fierce, my God, how can there be a nuclear detonation in the ruins forest? Aren't all the pulse commands ineffective?"

"My treasure Mecha absorbs attacks and releases them. I can't die, not in this lifetime. What kind of Mecha do you have, I didn't even react... then found myself here."

"I also found a Mecha, it can teleport myself and enemies anywhere."

"Hahaha, congratulations!"

"Thanks, thanks..."

The two of them entered a mode of commercial mutual praise, boasting to each other. After a round, their voices stopped at the same time as if agreed.

"Wait." The fatty raised his hand to signal.

"I think I've realized something." White Hair touched his chin, his eyes gleaming with stars.

"This is simply a natural..."

"Combination!"

They both slapped their thighs simultaneously.

A mutual understanding was instantly reached!

"Encounter battle? You pull back, throw me over."

"Direct attack? You find a spot and throw me over."

"Sneak attack, you flash over first, then throw me in..."

The fatty began counting battle strategies, while Young Master Harry's mischievous plans on the PO Battle Net began to materialize one by one. White Hair was left dumbfounded listening.

"I... am convinced."

White Hair solved the attack deficiency, and the fatty solved the mobility issue.

This was simply... a match made in heaven.

Meanwhile, Mu Fan in the ruins had no idea that his two companions had already stumbled upon such game-changing fortunes.

Ruins...

Seemed like some changes were happening.