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Already in the hallway of full alert, Nightwing sped towards Eric's "Z Zone". Even though Eric told him to go first, he certainly couldn't really leave Eric here alone and run away by himself, that wasn't his style.

"Oracle." While running like a 100-meter sprinter in the hallway, he pressed his headphones and asked, "Is he still in there?" ”

"No......" the oracle's tone seemed a little uncertain, "he's down to the fifth floor now...... No, it's the third floor...... No, the location showed that he had made his way all the way down to the hall on the first floor. ”

The oracle was right, there was nothing wrong with the locator, and Eric, dressed in the Armour of Amajo, was scuffling with a guy wearing extremely similar armor, and the two of them fell like lead balls from the sky all the way through the ceiling and down the hall. The moment it pierced through the ceiling on the first floor, Eric hit the other man with an iron fist in the face, and his body smashed the decorative sculpture in the center of the hall to pieces.

The people in the hall screamed in amazement, and when Eric stood up in the midst of a shard of sculpture with his fists propped up, the warrior in black and gold armor had already adjusted his fighting stance, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery behind the blue eyepieces.

Eric had just learned that the Amo Zhuo Warframe was not limited to him, his suit was codenamed "Alpha", and the man who suddenly appeared claimed that he was wearing this set codenamed "Beta", an improved version developed after the Alpha Warframe.

And after hitting all the way to the hall from the top floor, the only thing Eric can confirm is that the suit that guy is wearing is indeed a little more powerful than Eric's Alpha suit.

And when Eric got up, this man didn't even have any intention of attacking, but waited for him to readjust very politely, not like fighting for his life but more like a warrior who met friends with martial arts.

Are you provoking me?

After Eric stood up, he habitually pinched the wrist of his right fist and walked towards the other party without hurrying.

"Drink!"

A punch was thrown, and the opponent calmly swung his side palm. But this punch seemed to be violent, but it was only a false move, and Eric was gently shaken in front of him by the opponent's swinging right hand, and the moment he attracted his attention, his left leg rose sharply, and he threw it at the joint of Beta's armor waist and legs.

He had already discovered in the short encounter that the Alpha was slightly inferior to the Beta in terms of strength and speed, so what about the martial arts? In one-on-one combat, Eric has the confidence to win even against ordinary special fighters.

However, to his surprise, this leg was firmly held by the opponent's palm, and it was as useless as kicking a steel plate.

It seems that this man should not be an amateur even in martial arts, and he will definitely not be blind at this moment. Stunned, Eric also reacted quickly to withdraw his left leg, swing sideways, and swept the back of his left fist towards the opponent's right cheek.

While the man unhurriedly raised his arm to block his left fist, the elbow of his right arm seemed to inadvertently hit the silver armor on Eric's chest. With such a random burst of power, Eric's figure retreated, and his back smashed the three-dimensional letters "LEX" in the hall to the ground.

Well, Lex Luthor is so rich that he certainly wouldn't ask him to accompany these letters...... Let's hope.

Between a few moves, Eric suffered a small loss. It was because of the opponent's armor performance lead that Eric didn't have time to catch it, and if it was only about fighting skills, Eric felt that he should not be in the same position as him.

And as before, after knocking Eric back, this guy did not choose to pursue, but politely made a "please" gesture.

Eric got up again, moved the joints in his head, and clenched his fists: "Okay, you won this round, and your Beta Warframe may be slightly stronger...... But let's see if it can do this! ”

"Complete, Speed Mode is live."

The Alpha's shape quickly switched, the chest armor opening to the sides, and the center was spelled out with a lightning bolt-shaped mark that shimmered brightly.

The invisible energy field was entrenched in the electricity, and impurities such as the fragments of sculptures on the ground, the stone slag falling from the ceiling, and pieces of broken glass all exploded in unison the moment Eric's figure flashed at high speed, and exploded backwards with a milky white wave of air.

The electric current instantly surrounded the man in the Beta armor, and the afterimage was wrapped in the golden electric current, flashing rapidly, and the iron fist blasted out like a burst of cannonballs at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the man in the armor soared into the air as if he had been hit by a speeding vehicle, crashing through the tempered glass of the hall. The glass windows burst open in a circular shape like a stone thrown into the surface of the water, and the glass shards sprayed out like water into the street outside.

"Hmph."

The man who had been knocked onto the sidewalk stood up unhurriedly, as if nothing was right. A golden electric snake surrounded the Beta armor, and the blue eyepiece unconsciously switched to gold, as if the electric light was about to overflow from the eyes.

The long afterimage of overspeed chased out of the hall like a band of light, and another punch slammed into the face.

And this time, the man raised his hand suddenly, and his arm seemed to disappear as fast as it had. There was a dull sound of metal clashing, and Eric's figure froze in front of him, and the sonic fist was firmly caught.

Electricity encircled the Beta armor, and the armor on his chest also changed, and the two semicircular insignia on the top and bottom were pieced together, forming a lightning mark like a rift.

A heavy, muddy prompt sounded: "Complete, Godspeed mode is online." ”

Aegis, a floating carrier.

After two consecutive rounds of explosions, black smoke rose from both sides of the mothership's head and tail. But although it looks serious, in fact, such an aimless blast is only a slight bump in the mothership, and the defense of the floating carrier itself is there after all, and it cannot be brought down by a casual blast.

But the purpose of the attackers had been achieved, and a huge hole was blown out of the windshield of the headquarters in the center of the mothership, and several white figures were thrown from the high-altitude aircraft and fell to the deck like raindrops. One by one, the white robots crawled through the holes, and the bullets of the agents tickled their shells.

In the interrogation room, Dr. Ivo straightened his clothes, stood up calmly, and walked out the door.

"Don't move!"

Sharon jerked her gun out and pointed it at the doctor.

Dr. Ivo glanced at her, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and his eyes seemed to show disdain and sympathy. Then, suddenly, his right hand side reached out like a flash of lightning, and slammed into Sharon's throat, and she looked at Dr. Ivo in amazement, not even having a chance to pull the trigger.

The diminutive old man's body burst with incredible strength, and he easily lifted her up, threw her like garbage in a corner of the room, and swaggered out of the interrogation room.