I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 562: 367: Ultimate Weapon_2

Chapter 562: Chapter 367: Ultimate Weapon_2

After giving the order, the other four points also followed suit.

More than 2,000 soldiers at point A formed a layered defense formation.

Those with the strongest equipment were at the forefront.

Giant shields interlocked layer by layer, with the pitch-black space compression layers of the new pseudo-curvature engines embedded together, forming a whole.

Before the physical giant shield formation, there was an extremely thick bullet-shaped compound energy field in front as well.

The impact arrived.

The formation trembled.

The engine’s full power perfectly counteracted the force of the impact, keeping the formation stationary.

The blinding light gradually dissipated, and the impact weakened.

The formation continued to advance, closing the distance once again.

The area ahead had become a free space, devoid of any long whiskers to interfere.

“Reached the predetermined location, deploy the bombs!”

One hundred per person.

Over two thousand people simultaneously deployed 210,000 particle-interference bombs.

Harrison Clark advanced again while taking control of the 210,000 particle-interference bombs.

“Everyone retreat and watch out for your safety!”

Harrison Clark issued the last command to the others.

He himself switched to the Omnipotent Battle Armor form, turned into a beam of light, caught up with the 210,000 rectangular boxes floating in the air, and released a large capture net, engulfing them all and pulling them behind him, like a fisherman carrying a net full of fish.

“What…”

“What is the General going to do?”

“Don’t ask, have faith in him, execute the order, retreat quickly!”

Further ahead, Harrison Clark continued to move forward.

He had switched from the normal combat maneuver mode to the wide-range transition pseudo-curvature motion mode, which was extremely fast, reaching nearly one percent of the speed of light at 3,000 kilometers per second.

He went straight forward and “collided” with it!

Then, the people below first saw a flash of light.

Inside the command ship, Nora Camp saw the operation slowed down by a thousand times.

As Harrison Clark arrived 10 kilometers away from the cocoon shell and was about to enter the frozen space range again, he repeated his techniques and rapidly launched one piece of enemy wreckage after another with even greater speed.

He climbed the ladder-like steps of the exploding wreckage and continued to approach the cocoon shell until he slammed into it.

However, his impact was not a simple one; instead, he gripped his dual blades in his Omnipotent Battle Armor form and spun his body at high speed, like an electric drill drilling into it.

Simultaneously, his ammunition bay continued to launch enemy wreckage, while his forty-eight metal whips relentlessly bombarded from behind.

Under the cover of the exploding wreckage, he forced his way into the cocoon shell.

He had exploited the little bit of intelligence he had gathered to the fullest extent!

At the other end, slightly slower than him, Needham Brown, Levi Martin, and Vincent Doyle and his wife followed the same method.

The cocoon shell’s special effects seemed terrifying, but they became vulnerable under the explosion residue of the enemy wreckage with which it shared a complex relationship.

Less than a second later, Harrison Clark’s rotating motion came to an abrupt halt.

In front of him was a hollow space with a diameter of about twenty meters.

The cocoon shell was indeed only a thin layer.

Harrison Clark looked up and peered inside.

The space with a radius of 10,000 kilometers was brilliantly illuminated by the white glow emanating from the cocoon shell.

The spherical battleship had a new appearance, having grown forty long arms resembling both muscles and branches, with a huge white egg about 100 meters high at the end of each arm.

Without hesitation, Harrison Clark released the black hole bomb behind him and ignited it, launching it inside the white giant cocoon before the gap closed again. He then threw the net containing the 210,000 particle-interference boxes inside and continued to retreat explosively to the side.

Before the hole closed, Harrison Clark commanded in his mind.

Detonate!

At this moment, he was within 500 meters of the bombs in a straight line.

The deafening explosion surged below, and a bubble emerged in the cocoon shell.

The detonation was successful!

Harrison Clark changed direction and used the explosion’s aftermath as a ladder, escaping further away.

However, the initial speed of the explosive impact was too fast, and he was soon overtaken and engulfed by the flames tearing the bubble below.

At this moment, the intelligence gathering system indicated that the space freezing effect around him had disappeared.

The pseudo-curvature engine’s full power was activated, the shield’s full efficiency was engaged, and he escaped directly.

The forty-eight metal whips broke off on their own before exploding one after another behind him.

Harrison Clark deliberately cut off control and triggered the explosions.

The purpose was to use the smaller impacts to resist the larger impacts somewhat effectively.

Meanwhile, the firepower system behind him never stopped, and in an instant, all the reserved firepower was released from behind him.

As for the battle armor’s main body, it continued to accelerate under the assistance of the pseudo-curvature engine, despite the damage caused by the impact.

The astonishing power of the particle-interference explosion seeped through his energy shield, cracking and shattering it.

The impact continued to spread into the space compression layer of the pseudo-curvature engine.

The protective layers of the Customized Galactic Battle Armor quickly melted and cracked open.

The impact continued further in, reaching Harrison Clark’s inner basic armor and breaking through the second layer of shields.

The protective layers on the basic armor also began to shatter inch by inch.

The terrifying high temperature and combined energy particle impact reached his body, as smoke began to rise from Harrison Clark’s body, and his bodily tissues gradually carbonized.

Intense pain flooded his mind.

Nevertheless, Harrison Clark remained composed.

As long as the Mars Power Storage and the pseudo-curvature engine kept functioning, his speed would continue to increase, and he would eventually outrun the constantly slowing impact and escape.

He was well aware of the power unleashed by the explosion of 200,000 particle-interference bombs and even more aware of the capabilities of his own equipment.

Except for his exceptional performance, which led to the number of people who successfully reached the bombing point exceeding 2,000 and the final bombing volume slightly exceeding the target at 210,000, everything else was perfect.