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The eye of the storm raged, and the eye of the needle shot towards the raging winds but was unmoved by it.

Like a weighted stone that fell into the net, the orbiting bullets and metal balls were pulled by the needle. The invisible electromagnetic lines that held the bullets and metal balls together all chained up, and an invisible net was made.

Grant moved towards a different direction to evade the eye, but suddenly, Typical created another needle that pierced towards the eye. The original needle disappeared, and in that precise moment, the new needle struck through the eye and made it fly towards Grant. 

Hermes was within range.

At the push of a trigger, the bullets and metallic balls gathered towards the eye of the needle. As the metallic balls drew closer to the ring, an electromagnetic charge erupted. The approaching rounds seemed to have a life of its own as it suddenly received a new target and shot through creating a powerful bluish light.

This was their ace. The sophisticated technology they now had from Lennox's research and experimental electric technology created a rail-less railgun. An impossible feat was made possible was the application of the semi-sentient electric currents that they copied from Lennox.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The metallic balls exploded as it struck the tornado body of Grant.

The figure that was being enveloped in explosions and bluish blast appeared to have retreated, and the giant Armor rushed in and attacked with using the hammer.

A tornado shot through the skies and tore through the smoke from the explosion.

"Hmph!" Suit disdainfully humped as he maneuvered his Armor.

Electrical surges ran through the arm of the Armor and, despite not fully grasping the cannon-made-hammer. As the Armor's arm continued its downward trike trajectory, the cannon spun on his hands like a baton.

The tornado shot through the air, missing the cannon. The cannons "hammer" part was now just under the armpit of the Armor and the long handle, which aimed for the burry figure that appeared.

Suit held his shield up high to protect itself as it launched a deadly round of China's most potent mortar weapons.

BOOM!

The impact resounded, and it even alerted the WGP as it detected a high-tiered technology being used nearby.

Up in the skies, however, Suit made for his retreat as Typical ordered it.

"What happened to the explosion?" Blast asked as he jumped to space next to Typical.

"Use your Realm to understand. A strong but small vacuum absorbed it. The same thing was happening to our rail guns. The kinetic energy was somehow cushioned by the wind and sucked into the vacuum. He's good. As expected of an Overcomer." Typical smiled.

"What of your needles, young master?"

"He found the secret of how to block it. He was using his Realm and infused it to his wind. My needles could no longer manipulate the Realm around it, and it was countered just as it was about to strike." Typical smirked and created more needles.

The number of needles that appeared shocked the rest of the Fangs.

"Young Master… Is this wise?"

"Don't worry. I'm not eating up much energy. The Realm around us is fueling this."

The number of needles continued to increase, and the Fangs finally realize what this was. It appeared as vines with sharp thorns was forming in the sky. This was the theorized attack formation that Typical made for his team to fight with him.

"Thorn road!" Blast recognized it.

"Brilliant! The formation, the accuracy, the timing! And that pilot, your probably the best Armor pilot I've seen." Hermes admired as the smoke vanished.

"To think I would run out of the tornado armor. This is the first time I'm stumped. You have perfect coordination in attacking and maintaining defense. You aren't affected by the lack of oxygen in the area. And it looks like you have more." Grant continued to laugh heartily as the wind around him started to gather around him.

Two tornadoes were appearing on his arms, and it had made touchdown to the water nearby.

Soon the wind around could be seen containing water.

"Let's get serious!" Grant roared as he flew towards the group.

The Four Winds of Hermes soon emerged as frost, powerful gust and wind blades were shot out. 

The transparent thorns in the sky moved and clashed.

Some of the vines were cut and other crumbled from the cold.

"As expected. My control over them isn't that good yet. It's too fragile. Still, this should do. Assume the Thorn Road formation!" Typical ordered as he went ahead to face off with the raging winds of the Overcomer. 

The shocking scene caused several Commanders to pause in wonder at the battle on the skies. But then the alerts and alarms would awaken the Commanders from their awe as the raging winds at the bottom also caused great devastation.

But what awakened them from their gaze was a troubling report. The command room as many of the soldiers noticed that the Exoskeletons whose pilots were killed started to move once more.

"Sir! Everyone who is dead started to move!"

The formerly dead Exoskeletons started to move once more. It then began to shoot at the skies. Several of them even gathered together and formed a tight formation and started to fly out. 

The ball of tornado where the Four Winds hid directly clashed against the strange formation of Exoskeletons. It sent out the same attacks that Grant did. Wind blades, frost winds, and a mighty gale blew. But the cold that temperate did not affect the already dead pilots.

The cutting wind that slashed and hacked the armors would cut it, but the Exoskeletons did not get cut into pieces. A small liquid-like substance would immediately attach the halved part before it fell. The blood and gore from the pilot's dead body already fell, but the Exoskeletons continued to charge forth.

A few Armors also joined the reckless charge and further tightened the formation.

Even when the Blowing wind blew its strongest gale, the tight formation of this undead platoon managed to move forward.

As it flew deeper and deeper to the tornado, the Exoskeletons and the Armor started to glow a reddish glow.

It approached the ball of Tornado and when it was close enough…

BOOM!

A powerful greenish explosion occurred right in the middle of the tornado.

"What was that?" A soldier in the command room pondered at the strange explosion.

"It's the Emperors. That was a Solarium explosion. It used the Origin Energy and heated the different metals of the Exoskeletons and Armor. Those dead soldiers may have been controlled by an Elite back at the Kingdom." The Commander gave his analysis.

The tornado grew smaller and moved towards the ground as quickly as it could. The concentrated wind created a powerful defensive shield that warded off the attacks. But this time, the wind was moving offensively.

Several winds of frost and powerful wind blades appeared to strike the enemy making for the sky.

"Omricon, attack anyone who tries to fly near us. Alvin, try to create a more rotative wind about twenty meters from us. Omega, tighten the compression by about ten percent. We need the winds to increase our defenses. When my frost wind returns, let's make an all-out attack and head west."

"West? That's where that other battle was, right?"

"Yeah. Those guys are quite good."

"Right. We can't fight like this. We've already depleted about half of Boss's winds, and he is also having a troublesome battle. We have to ensure everyone's survival! We limit the attacks we sent out. And if we are in a group that can fight back, it would lighten our load." Austin gave his analysis.

A powerful trembling sensation could be felt in the air.

"Boss…" Alvin was worried for the first time.

"The Boss trusts us. We should trust him too. He didn't order us to retreat, so we fight." Omega explained.

"But why did he cut the Wind Whisperer?" Alvin asked again.

"Are you serious? We had someone using our line! We aren't as strong as we thought we were! So we have to act cautiously. Boss wants us here… So we fight." Austin's voice was trembling.

"Let's just do what we do best. Austin, take charge and order us accordingly." Omricon sighed.

And so, the ball of tornado started to move strangely. It would not clash with the enemy but did its best to avoid the enemy's explosive attacks.

On the other side of the Kraken, the Covenant also found themselves in the strange predicament. The Exoskeletons and Armor's they fought appeared endless. No matter how much damage they do, the battered body would still rise and fight them.

"What's up with these things?!" Dara complained as she kept attacking.

Danny had already smashed several to pieces and had already reduced the pilot inside to gory remains, and the Exoskeletons would continue to gather and reform.

"Retreat!" Titan ordered immediately.

Without hesitation, the team used several wide-ranged attacks to clear the enemies before them and retreated.

"Stop using your attacks!" Earl of Harker's soldiers called out to the Covenant as he noticed the regenerating Exoskeletons' strange ability.

 "You guys have to continue with your mission! Save your energy and ammo for that! We will hold out here and fight them!" Scribs called out and motioned for the Drug Dealers to lead the attack.

"What? No! We can't divide our group now! Even I'm having a hard time dealing with them!" Dara argued.

"Don't assume that we would simply die. And don't forget we have a mission here! Go and complete that!" Scribs argued.

"He's right. We have to move." John agreed.

"Alright. Stay alive, guys. I'll open a path for us." Danny rushed forward and wildly attacked the group in front, creating a pathway.

Dara hesitated, but then she received a slap on the shoulder. It was one of the Drug Dealers, Hank.

"If you're that worried of me, we can go on a date after this!" Hank laughed.

 "You wish, loser!" Dara shouted back then moved in the direction 

"Good work, Hank." Scribs gave him a thumbs up.

"Now, how do we deal with these zombie robots?" Hank frowned as he looked at the enemy.

Suddenly, several of the Exoskeletons raised their arms and started shooting.

The group immediately retreated to a structure nearby and avoided the barrage.

"They can shoot too?" Counter was shocked. He had fought a few of those and was sure that he killed the pilots.

"What were you expecting? Them to dance the Thriller?" Hank angrily smacked the head of Counter's Exoskeleton!

"Hey! Don't put out your anger on me!" Counter complained. 

"Enemies!" Earl alerted. In front of them was another group of Exoskeletons.

"They can't shoot yet?"

"Looks like it takes time for these zombie robots to shoot." Scribs concluded.

"Uh… Guys… Isn't that the Lumberjack?" Counter pointed towards the back and found a disfigured Lumberjack slowly walking towards them. Many of the broken pieces of the Exoskeletons were gathering around it, and it mysteriously would merge with it as it was being transformed into the same liquid metal that made up the Golems. 

"Nice! I wanted to fight those Golems!" Zidane smashed his metallic fist together.

"Focus, guys! We are on the losing side. We take out the zombie robots before they can learn to shoot." Earl ordered them.

"Relax, Earl! Even I'm excited. Ever since the Unlocked, I always wanted to see how I would fare on the battlefield. They'll have a taste of my guns!" Scribs laughed.

"And they'll have a taste of my gunja!" Hank raised his fist.

The rest gave him a strange look.

"What? We're the Drug Dealers! Never mind!" Hank then ran and started kicking the Exoskeletons in front of them.

While these chaotic battles raged on, the Empress maintained a certain distance from Cliff. She dared not attack anymore. How could anyone resist it? The area where she was at had the most concentrated Origin Wave. And yet, this man before him could quickly move within it.

Even Emperors didn't understand the science behind the Origin power. Yet the man before him could move unhindered.

"Who are you? I don't recognize such young Emperors. Did you use some technology to make your body smaller?" The Empress demanded.

Cliff maintained the arrogant pose that Lowengren would do.

"Why should I tell you that?" Cliff laughed.

"Who are you?!" The Empress demanded as she released a gigantic white serpent that opened its maw and moved to attack.

 "You already know the answer, don't you?" Cliff responded immediately.

The White snake paused as the Empress trembled in fear and pondered the meaning of these words.

"I...I do?" The Empress pondered.

Roselyn observed the reaction of the Empress. Surprisingly, the Empress did nothing. As someone who stood and fought with Lowengren, the amounts of deception that they pulled off relied on one crucial factor.

Lowengren knew how to buy time. His lies often made the enemy doubt, and what would have been their defeat would turn out to be their victory.

"He's like the boss…" Roselyn muttered.

"What's going on? How can he do that?" Roselyn knew when her Boss was lying.. And for some strange reason, she got the same vibe when Lowengren would make these outrageous lies.