Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 259 - 259 39 Assassination

259: Chapter 39 Assassination 259: Chapter 39 Assassination Fraser circled in mid-air for three weeks, reducing his height by two hundred meters.

At about three hundred meters above the ground, his Flying Wings detached from the fasteners on the back of his prosthetic body, and he continued to fall downwards, maintaining his velocity.

Meanwhile, under AI control, the Flying Wings automatically circled back and headed to the takeoff point to stand by.

Fraser free fell for two hundred meters.

As he plummeted, the Vector Injectors on his body quickly activated.

When he was only a hundred meters from the ground, the plasma-fied air was accelerated by the magnetic field and expelled at high speed.

A dozen bright flames surged out from various parts of his body.

He rapidly adjusted his posture and stood upright in the air.

During the exchange of hand-to-hand combat with the officer, Bai Man felt something was amiss.

The Fierce Wave and turbulence coming from above crashed down like invisible heavy hammers.

This mass of air pushed the Metal Aerosol in all directions.

The view suddenly opened up.

The Metal Aerosol typically hovered around ten meters high.

Fraser activated his Vector Injectors above this height, naturally bringing down a mass of air that didn’t mix with the Metal Aerosol.

Bai Man forced Hamuki back with a punch, then looked up.

He saw a five-meter-tall cybernetically enhanced person, surrounded by bright flames, folding his arms as he stood in a vacuum, falling slowly and steadily downward.

“Gene Bank senior defense official, Fraser…” Bai Man thought to himself that this was bad news.

Without a second word, he immediately turned around, hoping to escape back into the Metal Aerosol once again.

Hamuki had intended to catch up quickly, but at this moment, he received a communication.

It was a command.

At the same time, a flash of white light burst forth as the ground directly in front of Bai Man blew open in a series of explosions.

Something seemed to have been shot from high above into the ground.

All Fraser did was raise one hand.

His arm opened to reveal a gun barrel.

The gun barrel was capable of shooting a stream of plasma-fied metal at extremely high speeds.

Bai Man had to roll backwards to avoid it.

At seventeen meters from the ground, Fraser hovered in place.

Holding up an arm, he said to Bai Man, “Stay here and talk for a bit, Hero.

Who knows, it might just extend your life by a few seconds.”

Bai Man had to admit, Fraser did have a point.

No machine can run non-stop indefinitely.

The cooling system, too, had taken a great challenge from the recent combat.

He believed that the officer opposite him felt the same way.

This would impact the performance of the prosthetic body.

He needed a bit of time to cool the prosthetic body down again.

On the other hand, this senior official, to ensure his own relative advantage, hovered in a fixed position.

This required energy to work against the force of Earth’s gravity.

In the process, his prosthetic body would generate heat, perhaps even more severe than that of Bai Man, who fought on the ground.

Waiting for a few seconds indeed seemed to be a very advantageous choice for Bai Man.

“But I don’t think I have anything to talk to you about, Houndhawk,” said Bai Man.

He focused on Fraser’s prosthetic body.

—Don’t get distracted.

He reminded himself.

The cooling device of this prosthetic body was also hastily assembled, and the coolant was not very sufficient.

The person opposite didn’t need to consider this problem.

Waiting for him to overheat would be a foolish thing to do.

—Just a few seconds of breathing space, just for the Vector Injectors and the joints to cool down…

Fraser looked down from a high vantage point at Bai Man and said, “I’m giving you an opportunity to make history.

Just state your name, Hero.”

Bai Man said, “Unfortunately, Lord, you can probably find my name in the circle of Heroes in three to five months.

But for now…

guess?”

In this era, the most effective form of identity verification is the pattern of the Brain-Machine Barrier.

Since each person’s brain has subtle differences, each Brain-Machine Barrier pattern is unique.

When ordinary people undergo transformation surgery, the Protectors will strengthen and register these patterns according to them.

Besides that, there’s the unique coding of the core chip.

But Heroes, in pursuit of Martial Studies, have modified their Brain-Machine Barriers a second time.

They also wouldn’t use chips issued by Protectors, or even if they did, they would use Inner Strength to cover up any backdoors left by the Protectors.

This made identifying a Hero’s identity an almost impossible task.

Many Heroes had perished in this manner.

Months later, people would confirm the news of their deaths from their close associates, speculating where and how they had met their end.

Fraser sighed and said, “Don’t be so resistant, Hero.

Since Tao Enhai chose you to inherit his Pseudo Star Device, it means your Martial Arts skills have gained his approval.

To have cultivated your martial skills to this extent shows you have talent.

Don’t you think it’d be a shame to just die here like this?”

Bai Man was astonished: “Are you trying to recruit me?”

“As a Hero without a Protector, unable to become a formal member of the Gene Bank’s armed forces, you can join me as my retainer,” Fraser said.

“Believe me, the benefits are good…”

“I refuse,” Bai Man said.

“After finally getting a chance to glimpse higher powers, are you truly content to die here?”

“Wholeheartedly and contentedly, I embrace my end,” Bai Man responded firmly.

Fraser fell silent for two seconds.

Hamuki laughed from the side, “Lord, it seems you’ve wasted your effort.

If he’s willing to hand over the Pseudo Star Device to him, doesn’t it show he’s certain that this guy won’t defect to our side?”

Fraser bowed his head and said, “I couldn’t help but want to try.

After all, it’s not every day you find someone whose Neural Reflexes can keep up with several times the speed of sound.”

Martial Artists who have crossed into the First Heavenly Layer can often stir the winds of change on a planet.

By this point, their names are spread throughout the entire Solar System.

Such talent, what a pity.

A thought flashed through Fraser’s mind.

In that instant, Bai Man charged forward fiercely.

However, Fraser continued to use his arms to shoot out plasma streams of metal, blocking his path.

At the same time, a compartment on the side of Fraser’s calf opened, revealing thirty small missiles.

The miniature missiles burst out like a swarm of bees.

These missiles were equipped with heat-tracking technology, which was highly effective against a Martial Artist with a heat-generating Vector Injector.

Bai Man felt his scalp tingle.

The thirty small missiles split into two groups, attacking from his left and right.

Bai Man had no choice but to accelerate and duck forward, passing between the two swarms.

The missiles behind him turned in pursuit.

Meanwhile, Fraser, looking completely at ease, raised his arm, aiming at the path Bai Man would have to take through the metal aerosol.

Left with no alternative, Bai Man had to change direction in advance.

The Hero spun his body and simultaneously drew out two sections of a staff from behind, connecting them together.

During this action, he did not slow down in the slightest.

He continuously tapped the ground with the long staff to aid his turning.

The Hero danced through the swarm of missiles like a butterfly flitting between flowers.

Due to the missiles’ aerodynamic shape, they were not as agile in turning as Bai Man.

Bai Man was using his movement technique to lead the swarm, disrupting their trajectories.

A few seconds later, Bai Man finally tapped a missile with his staff.

An explosion followed by a series of sympathetic detonations.

——Good…

This thought had just flashed through Bai Man’s mind when his vision darkened from behind.

Without time to think further, he plunged his staff into the ground and spun on the spot.

However, a mysterious and powerful force struck from behind.

This blow should have hit Bai Man’s neck, but the sudden change of direction aimed his shoulder armor towards it instead.

Normally, cybernetically enhanced people wouldn’t specifically design shoulder armor.

However, the material from Tao Enhai’s spacecraft external armor could not be processed under the Hero’s existing conditions, so it was just haphazardly attached to Bai Man’s body.

Some corners and edges were later adorned with alloy for aerodynamic considerations.

This was the hardest part of Bai Man’s prosthetic body.

Bai Man instantly took flight, his speed momentarily exceeding Mach ten.

Like a sharp axe, he cleaved straight through the curtain of metal aerosol.

He bounced forcefully off the ground and then flew four meters into the air.

Bai Man quickly readjusted his stance using the Vector Injector.

But in the next moment, Fraser had already appeared before him.

In a split second, Bai Man produced an electromagnetic pulse around his body using gamma rays.

However, a flash of red light blinked in Fraser’s eyes.

[Self-humiliation.]

This was the message from Fraser.

Then, Fraser grabbed Bai Man’s leg, spun him around in the air, and threw him.

With a bang, Bai Man once again smashed into the ground, creating a large crater.

The metal aerosol was pushed aside by the wind pressure, then slowly drifted down along the inner walls of the “crater”.

Bai Man shook his head and stood up once more.

He felt he might have a concussion.

That hit had definitely far exceeded the limits of the shock absorbers…

“As someone who also has a reactor, my electromagnetic shielding is only higher than yours,” Fraser said, once again hovering in front of Bai Man.

“Do you feel the difference?

Maximum output, firepower, even combat experience, I surpass you in all of them.” Fraser spoke again, “Why waste your life?”

Bai Man didn’t speak.

He shook his head and charged once more.

This time, he put forth all his strength—all the Vector Injectors, all the modules, all the parts—focusing all his power onto a single line of attack.

With a boom, Fraser crossed his arms to block the strike.

The punch pushed Fraser back several meters, while the leftover force tore a hole through the silver fog.

——Thirty-Threefold Wave?

Not bad for improvisation under pressure.

A thought like this flashed through Fraser’s mind.

But at that moment, an infrared beam hit his prosthetic eye.

Hamuki… was this a warning?

Fraser’s attention shifted to the prosthetic eye on the back of his head.

Above the “line” where Bai Man’s punch had dispersed the mist, an unfamiliar Martial Artist held a two-meter longsword, pulled back to shoulder height, seemingly ready to execute a Rolling Circle.

The target was Fraser’s back.

——An assassin?

Nobody could have imagined that amidst the previous chaos, a second Hero had sneaked through!