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Chapter 294 - Chapter 294 Chapter 294 Overwhelming Victory

Chapter 294: Chapter 294 Overwhelming Victory Chapter 294: Chapter 294 Overwhelming Victory Under the assault as fierce as a storm, the man wielding a short knife was already covered in wounds.

His originally neat suit had been reduced to tattered strips, soaked in deep red from his blood. Barely visible beneath were horrifying wounds deep enough to show bone; his face was so smeared with blood that it almost obscured his vision, yet he dared not be distracted to wipe it away.

Although these wounds were not caused by direct hits from the enemy, just the wind pressure and the sonic booms produced during the battle were enough to cover his body with injuries that would be nearly fatal to an ordinary person.

Could he consider it a miracle that he had managed to dodge and not be killed by a direct strike until now?

Vincent actually found himself harboring such bizarre thoughts amidst this life-and-death moment, then once again, the intense pressure of impending death overwhelmed him.

The mecha monster in front of him was a pure killing machine; all its logic was only to calculate the most efficient method of destruction. Vincent had faced various cold-blooded assassins and powerful superpower soldiers, but when confronted with a genuinely cold-blooded weapon, he somehow felt all his past enemies had been comparatively mild and polite.

Breathing heavily, Vincent felt as if his lungs were on fire, burning so much that it might turn his heart and other organs to ashes. His physical strength was already gone, but even more lethal was the mental exhaustion. The Mechanical Scorpion’s attacks were like a never-ending storm; it didn’t need to recover, think, or hesitate, and it didn’t even need to breathe. Attacks from humans invariably had pauses, but for a machine, even the harshest actions were simply a series of straightforward repetitive movements, and Vincent’s stamina was rapidly depleting against such an indefatigable battle machine.

After dodging an upward strike, the cold-faced Scorpion Girl crossed her double knives, raising half her body like a rampant horse, her blades crackling with dazzling blue-white electric light. Having witnessed the power of this move before, Vincent didn’t hesitate to leap aside. But this time, the attack changed; the electromagnetic explosion didn’t occur as anticipated. The deadly long knife shifted its trajectory midway, slashing toward his waist.

Instinctively, Vincent raised his short knife to block–a move he had never attempted since the fight began because the deadly nature of those long blades was overwhelmingly threatening, almost guaranteeing total dismemberment should he attempt to parry.

The next second proved that this feeling wasn’t an illusion.

Amidst the harsh sonic booms and metallic clanging, the short knife, forged from special alloy, instantly turned into a mess of metal strands. Following it was his entire arm, turning into a blood mist before he could even react.

Without even a chance to scream, Vincent saw a dark shadow rapidly approaching, and then he was violently thrown through the air.

The Mechanical Scorpion twisted its body, using its bizarre metallic tail to flick its opponent away.

The man, swept sideways, traveled over a hundred meters in a parabola through the air, then crashed heavily through a door marked “No Trespassing,” disappearing into a vague darkness.

The causing figure, Scorpion Girl, cocked her head slightly, unconsciously shaking the troublesome tail and slightly pouting in slight annoyance.

It seemed… she had used too much force… the man-made materials of this world were really fragile…

“Click-Clack… Click-Clack… Click-Clack…”

The sound of mechanical limbs moving faintly echoed in the distance, sounding like the steps of the death god heavily stepping on his own heart. Hiding in the storeroom, Vincent, filled with despair, savagely hit his own head with his remaining blood-drenched left hand, trying to use this method to escape the deadly footsteps approaching.

That monster… is coming…

Once upon a time, he too had pushed helpless victims to the brink of death, but who could have imagined that today, it would be his turn…

The enemy was playing a game of cat and mouse, a realization that had only just dawned on him. That mechanical beast was so powerful, her charging speed reaching more than ten times the speed of sound; steel cars and reinforced concrete walls didn’t even distract her for a moment. The incredible strength of those two giant blades was proved by the fact that his bold, lone attempt to block had resulted in his right arm being instantly minced, and even his own blade, claimed to be forged from the toughest X alloy, had turned into a tangled mess of metal.

Thinking back to the strange scene of the short knife turning into metal strands, Vincent initially felt a bit puzzled, but soon, this puzzle was scattered by a shocking fact:

Could it be that every swing of the Mechanical Scorpion’s blades was actually nearly a thousand instantaneous chops?

What kind of technology could create a murderous weapon that defied the laws of physics!?

Facing such an enemy, how had he managed to last this long?

And under the pursuit of such a terrifying creature, he was still alive, which, apart from the enemy toying with him, Vincent could think of no other reasonable explanation.

With a slightly bored feeling, Vega gently swayed her tail with a minimal motion as she walked towards the storeroom at the front. In her scanning view, the trembling figure of the enemy hiding behind the wall was clearly visible.

Stupid life form… although his combat skills are barely noteworthy.

It was almost time to end his life. If there had been a need to gather information on this new type of enemy, it would have been completed minutes ago. The enemy’s strength was limited; his spirit was on the verge of collapse. Continuing to apply pressure had no meaning, more data… would be gathered in future battles…

“Vega, do you hear me?”

Just as Vega had settled and the tip of her tail slowly opened, revealing the red crystal used for sniping, a sudden thought emergent in her mind caused her to stop her actions abruptly.

“Standing by, Commander!”

“Have the enemies been eliminated?”

“No, Commander!”

“How has it taken so long?”

“Gathering information, Commander!”

“…You could say a bit more… At least not make me ask everything and just get one line in return…”

“Understood, Commander!”

There was a moment of silence on the other end, only interrupted by sounds that seemed like pounding on a wall.

“…Alright, come back…”

“Complied with, Commander!”

“…You should at least question what to do with the enemy that’s still alive! Aren’t you at all surprised?!”

“Vega is executing commands, Commander!”

Then what sounded like a group of people simultaneously pounding on the wall erupted…

After shivering under the shadow of death for several minutes, Vincent heard the sounds of metal limbs moving away with a “click-clack… click-clack”.

Gone?

Gone!

First came the surprise, then a great relief as the fact was confirmed.

The mysterious mechanical monster had really retreated!

Vincent certainly did not believe that the enemy had retreated because it could not find him; such an advanced machine far beyond human imagination would not lack means to detect him. In reality, hiding in a storage room had only been a way to find some psychological comfort. There must have been another reason why the mechanical woman spared him… but the reason didn’t matter anymore. What mattered was… he had survived… had narrowly escaped being killed by a bizarre mechanical monster…

Right, he needed to urgently report today’s events to his superiors. The appearance of such a non-human-worldly mechanical monster in the city definitely meant something. Even if he couldn’t understand it, the organization’s higher-ups might have some intelligence…

But before that… he had more immediate troubles to deal with… The effects of the emergency medicine would soon wear off, and the severe bleeding in his right arm might cost him his life… Moreover, people from the Superpower Team were also searching the area, whether he could escape or not wasn’t even a question worth considering… Superpower Team… That scorpion, could it be… impossible, it simply couldn’t be something human technology could create… Damn, my head is spinning…

***

With a “clang,” Lin Xue forcefully shut the thick red wooden door, muting the faint music outside, then breezily returned to her seat.

This was a large office with bright lighting and a sophisticated layout, the shelves were piled with dizzying amounts of files, and oddly, a fluffy bear hung from the decorative indoor tree. The coffee pot beside me was bubbling with steam, and sitting behind the opulent semicircular desk that screamed corruption was a Demi Immortal named Lin Xue.

Nobody would expect such a place, otherwise screaming a major leader’s office vibe except for the regrettable fluffy toy, to be a Superpower Team base located beneath a KTV.

Well, to be honest, I’d love to complain about how pervasive the Superpower Team’s bases have become, and why turning left three hundred meters from my house and then down fifteen meters also digs out a contact point for the Superpower Team.

It feels like the Superpower Team is some kind of magical creature known as “teleporter,” a supposedly rare space mage that, in practice, appears in any little village corner.

Well, I’ve even confused myself…

“First, let’s celebrate that this operation didn’t miss!”

Lin Xue, back on her turf, sat smugly in her leather chair, her face radiant like the sun at eight or nine in the morning.

Just from that point, you could imagine how many times she failed before our involvement–you should be thanking me, your benefactor, not kicking me mid-air the moment you meet me and then unapologetically saying it was just a habitual action; sorry, I’ll choose a better action next time, you brat!

“Next, let’s condemn that big woodhead for stupidly letting the enemy escape…”

…I knew you were going to say that…