Chapter 500 Artillery Blockade

In the outer circle of Santa Roa, the residents are scattered, and most of them are used by nobles to build leisure villas. They seldom come here, so there are rarely people around.

This is an abandoned park that has not yet been redeveloped. Even if the artillery fire caused a loud noise, it would be difficult for anyone to notice it for a while. By the time the patrols of Santa Roa arrived, the people might have been dead.

"Are you okay?" Wu Xingyu's face was grim, his brows furrowed as he quickly lowered his head to check on the person in his arms.

"It's okay." Yun Qimu shook her head, then raised her head from his arms, her eyes fixed on Wu Xingyu's handsome face, feeling his hot breath spraying on her face. Her face flushed instantly, and then she quickly turned her face away and whispered, "You protected me very well."

Wu Xingyu's ears also turned red, and her silver eyes flickered uncomfortably. Her arms around the person unconsciously tightened, and she said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'm glad you're okay."

"Bang!" Another shell suddenly exploded above their heads, and the huge rock of the rockery where they were hiding was instantly blown off in half.

Wu Xingyu's face suddenly turned dark as the good atmosphere was interrupted.

Yun Qimu looked at his expression, a faint smile playing on his lips. He reached out and pushed his shoulder, "Let's deal with this troublesome person first."

Wu Xingyu nodded with a gloomy face, then reluctantly let go of the person in his arms.

The two men stood up tacitly. Wu Xingyu exuded a cold and unhappy look. A golden light flashed in his hand, and a card was held in his hand.

"Enable, time flies, years pass by."

In the strange and dangerous night, energy artillery fire rushed towards the two people who showed up like crazy. The fierce artillery energy blocked the entire space. Even an SS-level psychic with a defense comparable to a city wall could not escape their blockade combo.

Wu Xingyu stood tall and straight, his black aristocratic robe rustling in the strong wind of artillery fire, but his facial expression was cold and fearless, and he looked at the dense cannon fodder with no trace of fear. On the contrary, the fierce artillery fire made him look even more fierce and sharp, like a dark night god of war who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

The person in the opposite mecha who was sent to assassinate couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster when he saw these eyes. He kept comforting himself in his heart that even if the Third Prince was SS-level, he couldn't avoid such dense artillery fire, not to mention that he was just a junior psychic who had just awakened his time ability. He would definitely die. He would definitely die here tonight. By then, they could live a good life with their contribution.

But soon his pupils shrank. The third prince, who was thought to be dead, suddenly took out a glowing object in his hand. Then golden light exploded, and a golden halo quickly swung towards them with the golden card as the center.

The golden light was even more dangerous than the violent gale of artillery fire. Wherever it passed, it destroyed everything in its path. The artillery fire that had already begun to explode was silenced and turned back into ordinary raw materials, which then fell all over the ground with a clatter.

The eyes of the people in the mechas widened in shock, their pupils suddenly constricted, and then heart-wrenching screams rang out, "Quick, get out of the way! That's a time power!"

The mecha team that had been in an orderly circle collapsed in an instant. They all fled for their lives, their formation was in disarray, and they even bumped into each other in panic.

Those who dodged quickly rolled and crawled, escaping the disaster in a miserable manner; those who dodged slowly had their limbs broken and were reduced to their original parts; even worse was the case where the entire mecha was hit head-on. Not only did the mecha shell break into parts and fall all over the ground, but the mecha pilots inside also became babies wearing adult clothes.

The babies were caught off guard and fell from mid-air. Some were directly killed by the mecha parts, while others were lucky enough to be seriously injured.

The devastated post-war scene was filled with the cries of countless little kids.

After the golden halo dissipated, their carefully planned mecha encirclement was destroyed in the blink of an eye, and dozens of brothers died.

But the mecha team did not give up and continued to attack Wu Xingyu like crazy. The mecha in front collapsed, and the mechas behind followed one after another to make up for it.

Yun Qimu scanned the area with his mind and found that the surroundings were filled with countless mechas, densely packed in three layers inside and outside. There were probably tens of thousands of mechas, comparable to a small army.

It seems that the person behind this really invested a lot of money.

Yun Qimu analyzed while holding the big golden axe to resist the continuous artillery fire.

She is not afraid at all, because she has the Demon Refining Pot and the Peach Blossom Spring bound to her body, so she can leave at any time if she wants.

But before that, he had to find his brother and his newly recognized uncle, as well as Liu Shaoqi, Du Luke and others sitting in the other two flying cars.

The two flying cars were flying closely behind them. If their car was damaged, the two cars behind them would naturally not be spared.

"Little sister, come up quickly."

Looking up, he saw two huge puppets running towards him. Yun Qichen was standing on the shoulder of one of them. In the flickering light of the artillery fire, one could clearly see that his handsome and delicate face had an ugly expression and tense facial muscles.

The strong wind carrying gunpowder smoke made his hair and clothes dance wildly in the wind.

The lazy smile on Hua Mingfei's face disappeared, his beautiful eyes narrowed, and he ran towards this side with worry.

"Oh, here it comes."

Yun Qimu turned his head to look at Wu Xingyu, who was already stepping on the mecha parts on the ground and running towards a group of mechas opposite. His movements were as swift as a shadow in the dark night, his black windbreaker rustling behind him, and he tapped his toes lightly, dodging the endless and dazzling artillery fire with a nimble and flexible body.

This lonely and brave, strong and unshakable figure reminded her of the iron-blooded tyrant in later generations. It was said that he could single-handedly destroy an opposing legion in the midst of the artillery fire of thousands of mechas if there was no one around.

Now looking at Wu Xingyu, he already has the shadow of the iron-blooded king who will lead tens of thousands of warships to conquer the stars in the future.

The corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up, then she turned around and strode towards the puppet controlled by Hua Mingfei, which was closer. She reached out and climbed onto its thigh, then flexibly climbed onto the puppet's shoulder, and she and Uncle Hua each occupied one shoulder.

Seeing that she was safe, Yun Qichen breathed a sigh of relief. Then he gave Hua Mingfei a look and controlled the puppet to rush towards the mechas.

A fierce wind blade was released with a flash, forming a green edge that slashed towards the opposite mecha. In the night with double shadows of fire, the green giant blade was seen to be unstoppable, chopping down three mechas in a row and breaking them in half.

Yuan An was envious of the man next door who was driving an old mecha and fighting with someone. He had been fighting for a long time but failed to chop off the opponent's arm. He only regretted that he had not bought a puppet earlier, or at least took back the two puppets that were placed at the Yun family.

The puppets are so cool and stylish, making their mechas look so lame, tut.

(End of this chapter)