Chapter 132: The First Battle of Omega
"Huh. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info" the man in the Omega's armor chuckled, "Why are you so stubborn, Eric?" You know I'm Padraic Charlotte, your father, why don't you want to admit it? Because then your fight is meaningless? β
He smiled disdainfully.
"Let's face it, kid." He said, "Your battles so far are meaningless, they just provide me with precious data, and that's it." β
"Probably. But if that's the case...... It's my responsibility to stop you. β
As the words fell, he was already galloping up, his backpack activating at the same time, and the Alpha armor quickly spread all over his body, like a pitch-black bullet hitting the belly of the Omega armor. The armor of the two men clashed tightly, and with a splash of sparks, they broke through the layers of obstacles and fell down one level lower.
Eric quickly adjusted his balance in mid-air, keeping his body pressed against him as he landed. The armor slammed into the floor, and a dense grid of ground was smashed into a dent. Eric rode on top of the Omega and threw his fists down on the cold visor, his fists colliding with the armor with a crisp sound that echoed through the empty cabin.
He was dangerous, and Eric knew in his heart that the gap in armor capabilities was overwhelming in terms of performance, even if it was a chance to take a breath.
However, Omega silently allowed his fist to fall, a pale blue glow shooting out of his cold eyepieces, as if reflecting pity and mockery.
He suddenly raised his hand and caught Eric's falling fist firmly, the hand as steady and powerful as a rock, irresistible.
He also struck. Omega's leg bounced as fast as a gust of wind, and Eric felt a heavy blow to one side of his body, and he involuntarily rolled over, and his arm armor seemed to be buzzing with shock.
The other party slowly stood up: "Do you understand now?" No matter how strong your ability to control the armor is, no matter how high the matching degree is, the upper limit of the armor's ability is there after all, and you can't win it numerically. In addition......"
He paused, smirking wryly.
β...... Now you can't match the armor as well as me. β
The outside of the Aegis mothership, floating at a height of 5,000 meters.
Iron Man spewed tail flames out of the cabin with his hands and feet at the same time, and after flying around the steel behemoth for a small half circle, he finally found the damaged part of the engine. He maneuvered his suit closer, his feet spewing tail flames to keep him relatively stationary with the hull, and he reached out and a red-hot laser beam slipped through the shell, revealing the engine's circuit board.
The scanner in the helmet quickly scanned the circuit board, like a doctor diagnosing a patient, and the faulty parts and damage in the engine were quickly fed back to the monitor in his helmet.
"Very well, let me see." He said to himself, "It's not light, it looks like you have to have surgery, you're lucky, I brought a scalpel today." β
As he spoke, a miniature dispenser popped out of his right wrist, and the red-hot tool blade shot out, condensing into an energy form.
However, before he could make a move, he was interrupted by an "enemy attack" alarm on the monitor. An afterimage fell from the sky and slammed into Iron Man's back, grabbing him diagonally towards a cabin near the deck. The steel body smashed the glass with a "clang" and landed firmly on the floor.
Captain America, who was fighting with the Avengers in the hall against the Avengers, sent another message: "Tony? We're still falling, has the engine been repaired? β
Tony shook his head, and when he looked up, he saw a robot swooping down like a swooping falcon for prey, taking up the entire field of view on his monitor.
He hurriedly rolled over to avoid it, and the ground where he had just been lying was pierced by a domineering fist.
"Uh...... I'm getting ready to get started. β
Tony said, glancing helplessly at the four or five prototype robots in the room that surrounded him.
β...... Let's just say that I can't get out of it at this point. β
Captain America smashed a shield into the face of a robot with all his might, smashing its head and neck into distortion, and then flew away from the battle and shouted: "Avenger, resist here, I'll go to Iron Man's side to help." β
The other side of the mothership.
As much as Eric won't want to admit it, the bastard is right, and sometimes data and performance are decisive.
Eric was already gasping for breath, and the Alpha armor switched to green light mode, pale green fluorescent light lingering all over his body, and the green light mark floating on his chest flickered and flickered, which was a sign that the energy was too fast and some of it was no longer functioning.
And that guy, who is also in the form of green light mode, has a steady and gentle light, maintaining an inviolable aura, and the eyepiece of "Ξ©" is filled with pale green light, reflecting playfulness and freedom, and he is obviously at ease.
Eric didn't say a word, and a translucent blade appeared again in the palm of his hand, and a crystal green light flowed through the blade.
He stubbornly swung his sword again.
"Dang!"
Omega didn't even urge the materialization, but simply raised his arm to set up the sword, and the blade slashed into the energy layer outside the arm armor, and the green light that sparked out was like a spark.
"Hmph."
The other party chuckled disdainfully, his arm shook and the long sword was opened, and the other hand pinched a figurative dagger out of thin air, and swept through a long green blade of light. The mark of the green light on Eric's chest was cut open at the waist, and the green light in the broken energy layer spilled out like blood, and the whole person involuntarily retreated.
"Got it?" Omega fell with another knife, this time not only cutting through the outer shield, but even cutting off a piece of the armor's deck, "The gap is the gap, whether it is the so-called skill or cleverness, in the face of the absolute data gap...... Well? β
He was a little surprised that Eric did not choose to dodge this knife, but deliberately chose the right shoulder to resist the dagger. The sharp green light dragged the afterimage down, and the figurative blade sank into the thick shoulder armor, and even inserted into the flesh.
At the same time, Eric gritted his teeth, and with a long left hand, he pinched a high-speed chainsaw and slashed horizontally.
"Interesting tactics." Omega still snorted, "But the result is the same. β
He didn't even make a movement of his body, and the shield of green light appeared out of thin air in the direction of the chainsaw's fall with a thought. After a thud that nearly punctured the eardrum, the chainsaw snapped in half with a scream and quickly dissipated into the air, leaving not even a single scar on the shield.
"I told ......"
He was about to say something, but he stopped suddenly, and when he looked down, he saw that Eric's right forearm, which was badly wounded in the shoulder, had been wrapped in a cylindrical heavy cannon at some point, and the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the armor plate of Omega's abdomen.
So is the lose-lose move just now just a faΓ§ade?
"100% output power..... Charge Complete! β