Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 810 - 55: Father and Son

Chapter 810: Chapter 55: Father and Son

The "Second Rinku Zone" is an unfinished port, not yet open to the public. It is located in the upper part of the City of Ur, a narrow area enclosed by two layers of starship external armor. Over the next fifteen years, the City of Ur plans to install flight equipment on the external armor of the warship. In this low-gravity area, there’s no problem with flight equipment being fixed upside down.

Of course, that’s in the future.

As of now, there is nothing here yet.

Protector Ti, wrapped in a black robe, strolled boldly to this vicinity with his arms crossed over his chest.

Then, he slowly spoke on a public channel using plain text: "No need to hide anymore. Everyone’s inner strength is alright; you can still judge whether the nearby cameras are controlled or whether you’re being watched. You’ve been following me all day, aren’t you tired?"

After a few minutes, a hatch three hundred meters away finally opened.

The Second Rinku Zone is not a completely sealed area, so entering and exiting requires using hatches.

Sandelier walked out.

Compared to when he was in the office, Sandelier now appeared noticeably larger. He donned a replaceable reactive armor, carried a large mass weapon resembling a knight’s lance in hand, had missile launchers mounted on his shoulders, and a sword-shaped weapon was hanging at his waist.

He was fully armed.

"Hmm? A clone of Sandelier." Protector Ti sneered, "I was expecting Su Dingji or Carlson. So, they sent you instead."

There was utter disdain for Sandelier in his words.

"Why can’t it be me?" Sandelier retorted. He slowly lowered his body, raised his long spear, and assumed a stance, "Mr. Su and Mr. Carlson are according to the plan protecting workers at the mining site or other construction zones, so this place naturally falls to me."

The neutral city-state can gather a few One Layer Heaven Martial Artists. And these martial artists need to protect various locations. Whether it’s the mining collection area in the asteroid belt or industrial equipment at other locations in the asteroid belt, they all need protection. Additionally, they need to guard against star pirates and be wary of small undiscovered squads of Protector Troops.

Even these few One Layer Heaven Martial Artists bear their responsibilities.

Compared to others, Sandelier is much younger, leaving him more time for training.

Behind Protector Ti, several silver lights began flickering, with magnetic chain weapons waving around aggressively like animals intimidating their predators. Some magnetic chain weapons snaked across the ground like serpents to increase the contact area with the metal surface for enhanced mobility.

"What a pity, then." Protector Ti said nonchalantly on the surface.

Protector Ti internally wasn’t as arrogant as he appeared.

A few hours earlier, an envoy first detected that the Six Dragons Sect’s forces had been locked on. Not just the main force, not just Protector Ti, but the majority of their team capturing Li Zheyuan.

"Another group" had set their sights on them.

Protector Ti made a decisive decision, quickly exiting the team, heading to a different place to challenge the opponent’s One Tier martial artist before they were fully prepared.

After all, this is a neutral city-state, the headquarters of the City of Ur’s official domain. Here, the City of Ur’s officials could fully deploy various methods and setups.

If delayed further, they might rashly summon back the three One Layer Heaven Martial Artists still outside to besiege the Six Dragons Sect squad.

By that time, Protector Ti could likely break through, but the entire squad would be annihilated.

At the same time, Protector Ti instructed the envoy, whether the plan was complete or not, to directly attack Li Zheyuan’s residence. If they could capture him in one go, great; if not, there was no need to linger, and the Six Dragons Sect squad would immediately withdraw from the City of Ur.

If it was really impossible to ensure retreating via the spaceship, they should try to remove their head, using the prosthetic body to throw the head into space. Their internal cranial devices have a transmitter that will send a signal six months later. The forces the Six Dragons Sect had lurking locally would then recover the head.

As for himself, he made his way here by the fastest route possible, cutting through half of the City of Ur.

The officials of the City of Ur would never expect a battle between One Tier martial artists to erupt here, only having time to declare martial law, with no fortifications sufficient to breach the external armor of One Tier martial artists deployed here.

He did not underestimate his enemies—the "collective of the City of Ur"—one bit.

Just upon seeing Sandelier, he expressed contempt for this "individual belonging to the collective of the City of Ur."

Several decades ago, he had a brief encounter with the old Sandelier. That old man wasn’t even his match, let alone the old man’s clone?

Sandelier transformed into a silver-grey shadow. Several metal-colored "lightning" struck at the person mid-air, with both parties disengaging upon contact. Sandelier flicked his spear, standing behind Protector Ti, and said, "What a pity."

Protector Ti let out a sound of surprise.

In the silent clash, the corner of Protector Ti’s black robe was brushed and shattered, revealing a large section of a sturdy arm.

"It’s a pity I didn’t take you down when you looked down on me the most," Sandelier said. "I reluctantly admit you’re indeed much stronger than me. But why do each of you assume I’m not as good as my master before meeting me?"

Sandelier still remembered the scene when his master handed him the prosthetic body.

His master sighed at the time, "You’ve ultimately become me... Anything else you want to do? After being fitted with a prosthetic body, there are many things you can’t do so freely."

Sandelier replied, "The things I really want to do can only be achieved after being fitted with that prosthetic body."

His master silently patted his shoulder, only speaking after a while, "The Fourth Martial God once hoped that he would be the last Xiang Shan. Everyone should pursue being themselves rather than becoming a Martial Ancestor. Yet, he was the first to proactively synchronize the Martial Ancestor’s memories to his own personality—I was once a subordinate of the Fourth Martial God, so I felt I had no standing to oppose such things... Yet seeing you born as my successor, I... I hope you can do what you want."

Sandelier scoffed, "Fishing is not fun at all."

The old Sandelier was taken aback.

"I tried it, and I honestly don’t want to be a zoologist," Sandelier said. "You’re the one who should retire and study, and take care of whatever fish at the research institute, instead of thinking of charging anywhere again. I just want to be the Guardian of the City of Ur, to earn everyone’s respect in the City of Ur."

The master and disciple locked eyes, and the old Sandelier laughed heartily, patting the disciple’s shoulder, saying nothing more.

"Identical innate genes do not bring about completely identical thinking patterns. The formation of the brain’s neural network is influenced by experience. Can a passionate martial artist truly not surpass an old soldier who emerged through mountains of corpses and seas of blood? Not necessarily, right?" Sandelier’s shoulder missile aimed at Guardian Zhi, "Instead, I’m curious, why do each of you assume I must be lesser than my master?"