Holy Fist
Chapter 530 - 266 Divine Arts, False Core

Chapter 530: 266 Divine Arts, False Core

The pale moonlight sprinkled from the sky, outlining the uneven ground and the contours of the beach. A fierce melee was raging on.

"Swoosh!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Bursts of swelling orange flames erupted, illuminating the surrounding area. A few houses at the corner of the resort were directly bombed into rubble, with many white-robed Eternal Sleep Sect Cult Members flying backward, their robes instantly stained red with blood.

Even more so, limbs and flesh were indiscernibly mangled!

Some large men started to retaliate, holding modified special firearms in their hands, such as the Thunderbird Grenade Launcher and the Six-Barrel Vulcan Machine Gun, all of which were heavy weapons developed to be compatible with the powerful capabilities of Biological Armor. These were not meant for human use, hence their power was naturally astonishing.

Originally, the Cult Members of the Eternal Sleep Sect could use the Death Sleep Technique to hypnotize themselves and even burst forth with strength exceeding human limits. Ordinary bullets had a good chance of being predicted and avoided.

However, evading these specially modified firearms was quite difficult.

There was no shortage of white-robed figures getting blown into the air, gushing blood as they screamed and fell to the ground, or even exploding mid-air, torn apart by a barrage of steel bullets.

On a hill covered with trees.

A fiery red armored figure stood quietly, the entire body measuring around two and a half meters tall, the thick, fierce arms as big around as water buckets. The fingers were clawed, with metallic color at the sharp tips. There was a pronounced bulge on the back, with a hard and rugged contour, a flame symbol branded on the shoulders.

It was the emblem of Feng Guang Group.

The captain of Feng Guang Group’s recon squad, Yue Yang, Wing-level Mecha Master.

Operating the Wing-level Armor, Flame Dragon!

The characteristics of the mecha body also proved this name.

The whole helmet was huge and fierce, with an outward protruding mouth bearing fangs, as if roaring and howling. At the top of the helmet were two pointed horns with a faint red light gathering and twinkling.

"Captain!"

"We can’t hold on much longer, there are too many people from the Eternal Sleep Sect, their methods that affect human senses can be stacked and alternately released! Our vision and hearing have dropped to the lowest point, sometimes even completely unable to perceive our surroundings. Despite our team’s presence, it’s as if we’re each fighting our own battle... "

Through the earpiece, the anxious and frantic voice of a teammate resounded.

Wing-level Mecha Master Yue Yang was silent. He slowly stepped forward with his sturdy right foot. His heavy body was like steel, leaving a deep pit with each step.

"Boom!"

Yue Yang lunged forward, his colossal form accelerating, charging down the hillside like a heavy-armored rhinoceros, the red horns on his head trailing beams of light.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh..."

Behind him, the other company Mecha Masters, who had formed a temporary offensive and defensive alliance, fired grenades and rockets, enveloped in flames as they brushed past him swiftly.

The surface of the helmet faintly emanated a blood light, and the crystalline eyes were fiery hot.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

In a series of explosions, the Flame Dragon mech charged into the crowd, brutally ramming into it.

"Crack crackle!"

Three or four white-robed figures flew out like torn sacks, bursting apart in mid-air. Blood and viscera sprayed, turning into chunks.

"Die!"

Yue Yang knocked all the white-robed Cult Members blocking the path out of his way.

Racing at the highest speed to the area where his team was trapped.

One claw reached out, jagged and bony, drawing a scorching red light through the air. It pierced straight through the chest of a white-robed person in front, ripping a large hole in their chest. The entire heart was scooped out and cruelly crushed.

With a flick of his right arm, the corpse tumbled, knocking away a Cult Member.

"Surround him!"

"Focus fire!"

With several shouts, nearly ten white-robed figures appeared from all around. They wore wooden masks on their faces, their Spiritual Will waves abnormally active and boiling. They each reached out with their right hands, wrapped in hypnotic patterns.

"Vision Deprivation!"

The white-robed figures shouted in unison, uttering difficult and incomprehensible words.

At the moment the spell was cast, around them seemed to be a dozen invisible chains instantly bearing down on Yue Yang, as if to entirely bind him. Yet, on the surface of the Flame Dragon mecha, a faint watery membrane-like Biological Force Field violently fluctuated, significantly weakening this influence. Yue Yang grunted, his spirit pricked, and his keen vision briefly exhibited some double images.

But it didn’t go completely blind like his team members.

The Death Sleep Technique of the Eternal Sleep Sect wasn’t invincible, especially when facing a being with mastery over frequency membranes; its effects were greatly reduced. In layman’s terms, the Death Sleep Technique had a special attack advantage below Wing-level but was just a regular method against Wing-level or higher. There was no situation where large numbers of Cult Members of the Death Sleep Sect could overwhelm and kill strong opponents with sheer numbers, even with mask amplification.

"Die!"

Yue Yang pressed through his dizziness, stepping forward and tearing apart two white-robed Cult Members with his bare hands in a flash. The ferocious head turned, fangs wide open, and from its mouth spewed a scorching flame, five to six meters long, like Dragon Breath.

"Boom!"

Three white-robed figures who couldn’t dodge in time were burned into charred human torches.

In the battlefield, the Flame Dragon mecha rampaged at will, rushing forward. Every area it passed by, the white-robed Cult Members were either torn apart or turned into stiff black torches. In a short time, many were killed.

"Captain!" "Captain!"

Two Biological Armor mecha units, which were wounded all over and ecstatic to have survived the ordeal, shouted. There were also flame emblems of Feng Guang Group on their shoulders.

"I’ll take you out of here!"

Yue Yang halted, with the bloody red streaming down his armored torso.