Free Web NovelChapter 239: Chapter 204: Only Magic Can Defeat Technology
In mid-air, the Tier Three Fusion Beast that had been sent flying hadn’t yet had time to right itself when a massive dark shadow blotted out the light above.
Riding the "Flying Sword" beneath his feet, Han Feng executed a sharp-angled turn in the air, a maneuver that completely defied biomechanics.
The movement was like a Heavy Sword swung by an invisible giant hand, slamming down with crushing force.
Han Feng drove his feet down, frantically pouring Sword Essence into his mount’s spinal nerves.
"Crush it for me!"
The Fusion Beast beneath him let out a high-pitched, sword-like keen, its steel claws clenching into a drill-like point.
Harnessing the momentum of its dive, it struck with the might of Thunder, clawing at the base of the other monster’s neck.
"CRUNCH!"
A cringe-inducing sound of twisting metal rang through the clouds.
That expensive biochemical weapon didn’t even have time to let out a scream before its head flopped down at a bizarre angle.
The last remaining "Cleaner" seemed to sense its companion’s gruesome death; its logic circuits lagged for a moment.
It tried to gain altitude, attempting to use its range advantage to kite its opponent.
But Han Feng wasn’t about to give it that chance.
’Thinking of running?’
With a single thought, Han Feng unleashed his Sword Control Technique. The mount beneath him gave a mighty flap of its wings, and a dense, cyan airflow coalesced beneath them.
The giant beast left an afterimage in the air, instantly appearing beneath the last enemy’s abdomen.
Its claws shot out, imbued with Sword Qi Release. Shimmering with a bright, silvery light, they raked down violently.
There were no fancy moves, just pure strength and Destructive Power.
"RRRRIP—"
Like a hot knife through butter, the beast’s tough alloy armor was torn right open, its internal wiring and organs spilling out everywhere.
In less than a minute.
Of the three Tier Three Fusion Beasts, each capable of wiping out an elite human squad, one was now dead and another disabled.
Han Feng stood on the beast’s back, hovering in the air on his mount as he stared coldly down at the base below.
The fierce wind whipped through his hair, but it couldn’t dispel the icy chill in his gaze.
...
「Underground base, main control room.」
Deathly silence.
Mo Sen, who had just confidently declared he was going to enjoy a good show, now wore an expression fouler than if he’d swallowed a fly.
On the screen was a close-up of the three wrecked units.
"This... this...?"
The voice of the technician beside him was trembling; for a moment, he couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing.
The two Iron Galls in Sun Changhe’s hand were already crushed out of shape. He turned to Mo Sen, his eyes filled with accusation.
"So this is your foolproof trap? And you said he was only in the Meridian Passage Realm?"
Mo Sen’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he was a top-tier mad scientist, after all. His mind was already racing,
trying to find a "scientific" explanation for the unbelievable scene before them.
"Something’s wrong... very wrong."
Mo Sen pulled up the combat replay, his fingers tapping frantically on the touchscreen, zooming in dozens of times on the instant Han Feng touched the beast.
"Look here!"
Mo Sen pointed at the screen, his voice urgent. "He jumped on the beast’s back, and two seconds after his palm made contact with its spinal node, he’d seized control of the beast."
"And before, when he broke the God-Catching Net, it was also because he touched the Array’s node with his finger."
Sun Changhe frowned. "What are you trying to say?"
"Contact!"
A sharp glint flashed in Mo Sen’s eyes, as if he had just grabbed a lifeline.
"Whether it’s an Array or a Biological Chip, he needs close-range physical contact, and it needs to be sustained for two to three seconds!"
"This means he has mastered an extremely profound Spiritual Technique that allows him to crack complex Spiritual Energy Rune Protocols in a very short time."
"This method is incredibly powerful, but it requires a physical link!"
The more Mo Sen spoke, the more excited he became, as if he had already seen through Han Feng’s trump card.
"As long as we don’t let him get close, don’t let him touch anything, this ability of his is useless!"
Sun Changhe was no fool and caught on immediately.
"You mean... ranged attacks?"
"Exactly!"
Mo Sen slammed his fist on the control console, a savage smile spreading across his face.
"If we can’t beat him in close combat, then we won’t fight him up close!"
"Activate the ground defense system!"
"Raise all the ’Sentry’ Defense Towers! Blast him to smithereens with high-energy beams!"
"I refuse to believe his hands are faster than the speed of light!"
...
「On the surface.」
Han Feng was just about to ride his "Great Sword" down and crack open the turtle shell of a base below.
Suddenly, a violent tremor rose from deep underground.
"RUMBLE!"
The once-flat rocky ground suddenly split open, and a dozen or so circular launch silos, each over two meters in diameter, rose up.
Immediately after, thick, silver-white cannon barrels emerged, their muzzles flickering with an unsettling, eerie blue light.
[All Things Identification] instantly provided the relevant information.
[Target]: Star Sea "Sentry-III" High-Energy Laser Array.
[Attack Method]: Continuous High-Energy Focused Beam.
[Energy Level]: Tier Three Peak (single shot).
"Damn, playing dirty now, are we?"
Han Feng cursed, then kicked down hard.
"Dodge!"
Almost at the same instant he moved, a dozen or so blinding blue beams of light intertwined into a net of death, instantly blanketing the airspace he had just occupied.
"BZZZZT—"
The air was instantly ionized by the high temperature, emitting a scorched smell.
Even though Han Feng reacted extremely quickly, the left wing of his mount was still grazed by a beam.
The hard alloy scales melted instantly, revealing the charred flesh beneath.
The beast beneath him let out a pained shriek, but under the forced control of Han Feng’s Sword Essence, it maintained its high-mobility flight.
