Chapter 921 - 639: Standing Down, Deliberate Sacrifice? (2)

Chapter 921: Chapter 639: Standing Down, Deliberate Sacrifice? (2)

[You have gained the ability Exoskeleton Manipulation Specialization lv3→lv4!]

[It has been detected that you already possess Exoskeleton Manipulation Specialization lv4, your ability has been upgraded by fusion!]

[Your Exoskeleton Manipulation Specialization ability has been upgraded to lv5!]

Cold prompts flashed by one after another.

At the same time, a more profound understanding and strength, like a trickling stream, yet also like rushing magma, instantly injected into Feng Mu’s body, deeply integrating with his original skeletal system.

He clearly felt that every bone in his body, from the smallest finger bone to the spine supporting the torso, transmitted a vague tingling sensation.

Becoming more resilient, more moldable, and also more sensitive and compliant.

This internal transformation allowed him to clearly perceive that the sturdy barrier of the [Molded Embryo] entry seemed to loosen slightly along with it.

Based on his experience estimation, the progress bar in blue is now half-filled.

"Two more to go!!!"

Feng Mu slightly tilted his head, his gaze passing over the swirling dust, turning towards the direction of the fortress and Iron Claw, his tongue unconsciously licking the wet corner of his lip.

.....

Iron Claw sprinted through the grassland with his seven claws, the sharp tips piercing into the dry, compacted grassland, scraping up large chunks of turf and soil, and with powerful counterforce propelling his body forward, like a frightened giant mechanical spider, leaving a trail of rolling smoke on the wasteland.

In just a short moment, while Fire Raven attracted Feng Mu’s attention, Iron Claw had already run out several hundred meters, his speed increasing steadily.

Though he did not understand why Feng Mu chose Fire Raven over him and Fire Raven.

He was, at any rate, very grateful to Fire Raven for saving his life.

"Words can’t express my gratitude, Fire Raven, rest assured that when I escape, I will certainly not forget to burn offerings for you during holidays and festivals..."

Iron Claw’s inner gratitude was beyond words, so "sincere" that even while fleeing for his life, he took one last longing look in Fire Raven’s direction.

Then he saw Fire Raven, like a bird with clipped wings, falling from high altitude, being kindly caught in Feng Mu’s embrace.

"??? What the heck, this debt of gratitude was way too short!!!"

From Iron Claw’s perspective, Fire Raven kept a 50-meter distance from Feng Mu, Feng Mu hadn’t even hit him, yet he managed to die in Feng Mu’s hands?!

Absolutely ridiculous!

Deliberately sent to his death?

Iron Claw’s already scarce brain cells worked in overload during this lightning-fast judgment moment, overheating and scorching, ultimately drawing this absurd yet reasonable conclusion.

Even though within the White Mask squad, everyone had already formed an unspoken understanding — faced with invincible danger, whoever voluntarily stays behind to cover the others is the biggest fool.

Yet deliberately sending oneself only for everyone to get caught is indeed quite clever.

"Damn you, Fire Raven, I’m going to report to the captain... no wait, the captain was the first to run, I’ll report to the officer on you—"

Iron Claw let out a desperate and angry roar, which echoed above the open grassland, filled with accusations against the injustice in this world.

The last hope of survival was completely extinguished by his teammate’s mysterious action.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his seven flexible and ferocious mechanical auxiliary limbs rapidly changed direction, madly lashing at the direction of pursuit behind.

Woo woo woo—!

Metal Claw Blades tore through the air at an extremely high speed, making an unsettling whooshing sound.

The seven auxiliary limbs stabbed, swept, or slammed without reservation, releasing strength in a chaotic yet lethal death Domain.

The surrounding dry grass was shredded into pieces by the fierce wind pressure, dirt and grass debris swirled up like a miniature dust storm.

Iron Claw wasn’t planning to run anymore!!!

The captain fled, the teammates posed and sent themselves, how could he run, how could he damn well escape!

Besides, Feng Mu already chased over in a series of black shadows in his field of vision!

Rage and desperation ignited Iron Claw’s whole ferocious nature.

His single thought now was to kill Feng Mu and then lash Fire Raven’s corpse, or be killed by Feng Mu and go below to lash Fire Raven’s soul.

Iron Claw let out an angry howl: "Fortress! Stop running! Hurry over and join me! Let’s fight him together!!"

The fortress fleeing in the distance didn’t even look back, cursing "idiot" in its heart, and fled even faster.

Feng Mu’s figure moved like a ghost shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already entered the attack range of Iron Claw’s mechanical limbs.

Iron Claw’s pupils shrank suddenly, letting out an angry howl, discarding any distractions, and pouring all his fury into the mechanical limbs.

"Die for me!"

Seven alloy claws spread open like a real spider extending all its hunting limbs, accompanied by the ear-piercing hissing of an overloaded hydraulic system and the buzzing of joint motors.

From above and below, front and back, weaving an impenetrable web of death, enclosing the invading shadow.

The tips of the claws flickered with dim blue arcs of electricity activated by high voltage, enough to carbonize flesh in an instant and stun the enemy.

Feng Mu stepped back half a step with his left foot, his center of gravity sinking slightly, and his right palm flipped upwards from his waist in an action that seemed slow but was actually swift, with a peculiar sense of rhythm.

The first limb coming straight at his face was the fastest, the leaping blue light at its tip almost scorching his eyelashes.

Yet Feng Mu neither dodged nor flinched, at the moment before the claws touched his skin, his head tilted slightly, while his right hand, like a lurking python, suddenly struck out, spreading his fingers to touch the joint connection of the mechanical arm.

With a twist and a pull!

The action was smooth and fluid, as if practiced a thousand times.

"Crack!"

A tooth-aching sound of metal twisting exploded, as the mechanical limb was forcibly bent ninety degrees by him, the ruptured circuits sparking brightly.

The sparking electricity splattered on his hand, yet Feng Mu didn’t even furrow a brow.

He had once been charred to a crisp by "lightning", this bit of current from Iron Claw was not worth noting.

"Your bones aren’t hard enough," Feng Mu laughed.

Iron Claw roared, two limbs slashed down from above, two horizontally swept at the waist, while the last one circled to stab at Feng Mu’s back.

Feng Mu took half a step forward, moving into Iron Claw’s embrace to dodge the first wave of attacks.

Simultaneously, Feng Mu’s hands moved so fast they left afterimages.

His left hand’s fingers hooked like claws, deftly catching the joint of a horizontally slashing limb, pulling and wrapping it around another sweeping limb.

The metal friction emitted a piercing noise, finally tying a beautiful bow.

"Of all things to learn, you chose to learn from a spider. Arthropods are what I dislike the most."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Mu’s right hand acted like a blade cutting into the joint groove of the fourth limb.

The hard exoskeleton was sliced open, the hydraulic tubing inside bursting, spraying out high-pressure oil mist.

Then Feng Mu shifted his step, his form momentarily swaying in place, turning into an illusory ghost shadow, nailed through the back.

"An ability as annoying as Shadow Scorpion’s!"

Iron Claw was both shocked and furious, his voice trembling.

He realized all his attacks, all his tactical changes, seemed transparent to the opponent, easily seen through, predicted, and effortlessly neutralized in a way he couldn’t comprehend.

With a furious roar, the remaining limbs that could still move abandoned any form or technique, relying on instinct, flailing wildly.

In the final moments of life, pushed to the brink, Iron Claw unexpectedly grasped some street martial arts truth—the chaotic strike!

Yet, this chaotic attack remained futile in front of Feng Mu.

"Bang! Crack! Tear—!"

A series of denser, crisper explosions echoed like the death knell.

Feng Mu’s figure shuttled between the wildly dancing metal claws, like a leisurely stroll in a storm.

His movements were brief, efficient, and ruthless.

Whether fingers, palms, fists, or elbows, every strike inevitably resulted in the scrapping of a mechanical limb.

The twisted, broken metal wreckage, emitting electric sparks and oil mist, fell clattering to the ground at his feet like dismantled toy parts.

In just a few moves, all of Iron Claw’s mechanical limbs had been disassembled clean by Feng Mu’s bare hands.

Iron Claw stared in horror, seeing Feng Mu’s wrist twist, the skin and muscle splitting open like a zipper, revealing the icy white bones beneath.

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