I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 557
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Chapter 557: Chapter 365: The White Giant Cocoon_1
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Even if the Compound-Eyed Observer was about to use new tactics, Harrison Clark never slowed down his offensive.
With his excellent custom-made equipment, he traveled through the battlefield, continuously achieving victories.
Those Eight-legged Beetles, which once took great effort for him to destroy, now fell like vegetables under his slicing – facing his twelve-meter long string energy-level space-ripping blades.
In the previous timeline, even after Harrison Clark managed to seize two limbs of the Eight-legged Beetles as weapons, he often had to continuously strike many times in order to break through their defense layers.
But this time, one slash shattered their shields; two slashes destroyed their bodies.
In the past, Harrison Clark had to dodge with great effort, allowing his body to endure long-term terrifying acceleration pressure during the dodging process.
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But this time, the shield performance of the Galaxy Battle Armor was vastly superior compared to before.
The energy field could partially isolate physical toxic projectiles, while the new pseudo-curvature engine of the battle armor brought along a dark space compression layer that could counteract the space tearing effects of the Eight-legged Beetles’ long arms.
Space tearing is highly destructive, and nearly impossible to defend against with physical armor. However, the pseudo-curvature space compression layer possesses space-based properties and is thick enough, making it suitable for dealing with the Eight-legged Beetles’ tactics.
When Harrison Clark’s Omnipotent Battle Armor was hit, it suffered almost no damage, only losing a little bit of movement speed, which wasn’t a concern.
Therefore, he didn’t need to perform high-difficulty, large-scale maneuvering operations, only needing precise control of his weapon system.
His personal ability was stronger than before, and his equipment upgrades were even more significant; the differences were obvious.
He felt relaxed.
When at a distance, Harrison Clark would use long-range bombardment to disturb the information perception of the Eight-legged Beetles.
As he closed the distance, he quickly changed tactics, swinging out both arms while his two blades remained in his hands.
Under Harrison Clark’s delicate control, the customized battle armor’s arms could stretch, becoming longer and more flexible, making his close combat techniques more versatile.
Moreover, he was intimately familiar with the movement patterns and combat performance of the Eight-legged Beetles.
He knew how to deal with them.
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When his blades were blocked by a single arm, he simply applied more force to break through.
When he encountered more arms blocking his way, he changed tactics – finding a weak spot where their defenses were concentrated, using their own force against them, and slashing them in their main body with another blow.
Harrison Clark’s dual-blade style now somewhat resembled that of an ancient martial arts grandmaster, with its ingenious and ever-changing techniques.
Upon destroying the fifteenth Eight-legged Beetle, he checked the status of his armor.
The energy reserves in the Mars Power Storage were still as high as 99.76%, with almost no consumption.
As expected from antimatter technology, it was abundant.
If not for fighting, he could probably fly to Proxima Centauri alone.
Harrison Clark quietly glanced at the battlefield statistics system.
Only senior officers had the privilege to browse this system; ordinary soldiers would be easily distracted if they checked it.
He involuntarily made a small noise.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t lead the ranks single-handedly but instead fell to the second place on the kill list.
The one who surpassed him was Needham Brown.
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On the other side of the battlefield, Needham Brown plunged farther and fought even more fiercely, as if he was possessed.
His custom-made battle armor took on the form of an Eight-Armed Demon God, with each of the eight long arms holding a weapon, wildly swinging and bombarding like crashing waves in the sky.
When entangled in close combat with the Eight-legged Beetles, Needham Brown actually looked more like a killing machine of the Compound-Eyed Observer.
If it weren’t for the extremely sensitive Friend-or-Foe Recognition System, he might have been bombarded into a sieve by now.
Harrison Clark was left speechless.
What a guy, such a strong desire to win.
What, do you still want to suppress me with your 37.81% awakening rate against my 38.91%?
At this moment, Harrison Clark subconsciously felt a warning in his heart.
The super-high energy reaction warning that had just been given in the battlefield channel suddenly turned into reality.
New changes emerged on the Spherical Battleship surrounded by a thick fog.
Under the cover of the thick fog, countless long whiskers grew out of the surface of the Spherical Battleship.
When these whiskers came out, they did not fall out or fly away. Instead, they continued to grow longer, resembling the process of making tofu multiplied by countless times.
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The whiskers were very thin and grew very quickly. In the blink of an eye, they extended nearly ten thousand kilometers in length, bypassing Dragonfly Fighters and Eight-legged Beetles, enveloping human fighters, Galaxy Warriors, and several smaller warships and smart combat units in the frontline.
In an instant, numerous combat units that were attempting to leave the battlefield suddenly became stiff and motionless.
It was as if these combat units had been frozen in place.
What was even more horrifying and strange was that not only the combat units themselves were frozen.
The energy beams that were just about to erupt from their gun barrels were also frozen in place.
The detector gave a synchronized analysis of the situation, leaving people dumbfounded.
“Special Weapon: Long Whiskers. Material: Unknown. Mechanism of action: Unknown. Analysis: There should be some special connection between the whiskers, and the diameter of the connecting element is smaller than the lowest precision of the compound field detector. Efficiency analysis: The influence range of the whiskers is a radius of ten kilometers. Within the affected range, material and energy are completely stopped, entering an absolute zero-degree state.”
Besides the textual explanation, the information system also provided two projection diagrams.
One was a completely stationary electron.
The immeasurable electron came to a standstill.
Another was an energy wave that seemed like ripples.
These two images represented the state of matter and energy completely frozen.
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Stunned human combat units were wrapped and entangled by the long whiskers, first being enveloped into cocoon-like shapes, then the cocoons quickly tightened and burst open, leaving nothing inside, not even remnants.
Other whiskers continued to grow forward until they reached a length of precisely ten thousand kilometers.
That space with a radius of eleven thousand five hundred kilometers was like a frozen planet in outer space.