Wade, Phantom, and their abilities are ineffective against the tortoiseshell-like tank.

Only Bradley and Fred were able to deal with the tank.

Bradley can control all electronics, and the tank's control system is clearly within Bradley's control.

It's just that the range of his ability is limited, only about ten meters, and if he exceeds this distance, he can't effectively control it.

Even within ten meters, the farther the distance, the more difficult it was for him to control, and the greater the consumption of mental power, so when he controlled the plane before, Bradley was sitting closest to the cockpit.

As for Fred, his way is more passive, in the movie, he relies on his strong defense ability to stuff his arm into the barrel of the tank, causing the gunner to explode when he fires, and the entire tank is blown up.

Just when everyone was speculating whether Chen Mo would send Bradley or Fred to deal with this tank, Chen Mo spoke.

"Victor, go kill that tank."

The others were surprised when they heard this, according to William Stryker's introduction before, Victor's ability should be a strong physical fitness, self-healing ability, and a sharp tiger claw that can expand and contract freely, but these abilities do not seem to be enough to deal with the tank in front of him.

And Victor was also full of doubts at first, his current strength was not enough to overturn the tank, and his claws could leave some claw marks on the surface of the tank's armor at most, but he couldn't hurt the people inside at all, so he was a little puzzled at first when Chen Mo asked him to make a move.

However, when he turned his head to look at Chen Mo, he happened to see the silver-white long sword that suddenly appeared out of thin air in Chen Mo's hand, and his expression quickly became excited.

Chen Mo smiled and threw the King's Sword to Victor, who hurriedly reached out to catch the King's Sword and held it in his hand with an excited face.

Glancing proudly at Wade, who was staring closely at the sword of the king in his hand, he strode towards the tank with the sword of the king diagonally in his right hand.

Stopping directly in front of the tank, Victor raised his right hand holding the sword of kings, and his left hand also came up.

This was originally a two-handed knight's heavy sword, the hilt of the sword was twenty or thirty centimeters, and the sword body part was more than one meter, although Victor was tall, more than two meters, but this long sword was not short in his hand, but he was more powerful and majestic, and the momentum was compelling.

Victor slowly raised his sword in both hands above his head, his eyes firmly fixed on the turret in front of him.

The gunner in the tank looked at Victor holding his sword high through the viewing glass, and his face was inexplicable, could it be that this tall guy planned to use the ancient long sword in his hand to split the modern tank he was in?

The gunner's heart could not help but have a feeling of absurdity.

Due to Victor's stature, the muzzle of the tank was pointed at his head, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the gunner's face, and the finger on the gun firing button was about to pull the trigger.

But at the same time, Victor also showed a hideous smile on his face, his body suddenly launched, bypassed the barrel of the tank in front of him in a flash, rushed towards the turret behind, jumped on the tank in the blink of an eye, came to the front of the turret, and the sword of the king held in his hands quickly slashed out diagonally towards the turret in front of him.

Victor's arm itself is nearly a meter long, plus the King's Sword is more than a meter long, and the attack range is more than two meters, and the tank itself is only a small light tank, and the size of the turret is not very large.

The King's Sword slashed across the front of the turret, slicing diagonally through the entire front half of the turret.

Victor's reflexes and speed were far beyond normal human speed, and the gunner's fingers had just pressed the shell launch button after he slashed the sword.

He felt as if a silver light flashed in front of him just now, but there was obviously nothing inside the tank turret, and nothing from outside could not come in at all.

So the gunner only thought that he had read it wrong, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

It's just strange to him that the cannonballs that should have been fired with a loud roar and vibration as soon as he pressed the launch button didn't react at all.

He pressed it several times without believing it, but there was still no change.

But what happened next before his eyes made his eyes widen in horror.

With a screeching sound of metal, the bulkhead of the tank in front of him suddenly moved downward, and a dim light suddenly shot into the inside of the tank turret, which was originally airtight and opaque, and the very dark inside of the tank turret arced from the front and above.

As the sound of metal grinding continued to sound, the turret above the gunner's front slid down the entire front.

"Bang dang!"

There was a loud metal crash.

The entire upper front part of the turret was cut off, along with the long barrels attached to it, and smashed into the armor below, making a loud crash before tumbling and falling to the ground.

The gunner looked at the "panoramic skylight" that suddenly opened in front of him, and the half-turret that had fallen to the ground and the long barrel attached to it, and his eyes widened, almost protruding from his sockets.

The change came so quickly that he couldn't react a little.

One moment, he was about to move his fingers and blast the stupid big man in front of the tank who wanted to attack the tank with a long sword into pulp, and the next moment, his biggest reliance, the impregnable steel fortress, was inexplicably given a skylight, and it was a panoramic view!

The scene ahead was completely unfolded in front of him, and there was no hindrance.

But before he could react from the shock, a familiar tall figure appeared in front of him.

Victor held the sword of the king in one hand, and reached for the gunner who was still sitting in the turret of the tank with the other, and in his horrified eyes, he pulled him out of the tank with a sinister smile and threw him behind him.

With a terrible scream, the poor gunner was thrown directly into the air four or five meters high by Victor, and flew backwards more than ten meters away.

Finally, with the muffled sound of flesh falling to the ground and the sound of watermelons shattering, the screams came to an abrupt end.

Wade glanced at the gunner, whose head had broken not far in front of them, and then looked up at the tank that had been cut off half of its turret by a sword, and finally fell to the silver sword in Vikter's hand standing on the tank.

"This is the Sword of Kings?!"

James glanced at Wade, whose face was full of heat, and said tauntingly.

"Do you still think it's a myth or a legend?"