Miracles really happened.

Everyone saw that the figure of Li Tomb rushing out was drowned out by the laser light, but in the brilliant light, Li Tomb's figure rose proudly again, did not fall, an arrow step, crossed the distance between life and death, and rushed to the front of a tiger-type space mecha, the knife fell in his hand, the bright red knife flashed, dripping with joy, and blood splashed.

Mark and the others couldn't help but cheer, no one knew what kind of shocking response Li Tomb had made in those few seconds.

He used his True Eye Silver Pupil to analyze the weak point of the firepower defense line, and used the electromagnetic defense shield to block more than a dozen laser rays from the Tiger Space Mecha.

Using magnetic control, he manipulated more than a dozen pieces of concrete heavily buried with metal steel bars to block the view of several other Storm-class space mechas.

In just a few seconds, Li Tomb had reached the limit of what he could do, and if there was a slight difference, he would be greeted by more than a dozen laser rays that could annihilate the electromagnetic defense shield on his body, but a storm that was enough to annihilate him.

Boom Boom!

Li Tomb fell with a knife, the long knife made of thousands of faces of gold, sharp and incomparable, in the midst of lightning and fire, even the people and mecha fell to the ground together, Li Tomb didn't even have time to turn around, stretched out his foot and kicked, and the bulky tiger-style space mecha was kicked into the air by Li Tomb, blocking the attack of other mechas.

Li Tomb was shocked by the heavy reaction force and staggered his feet, his movements were a little deformed, but they were just as fast, as if he had not been affected at all, his body flickered, and the whole person was like a bright red shadow, pulling out an afterimage in the air, and slaughtered another Tiger space mecha.

Clean and neat, kill with one sword.

Li Tomb threw himself on the back of a Tiger-type space mecha, and without the slightest hesitation, stabbed into the vest of the space mecha. The sharp long knife, cutting gold and jade, emitted a faint sonorous sound, breaking through the defense of the space mecha and plunging into the living flesh.

There was a muffled grunt of pain, which sounded in Li Tomb's ears. Li Tomb's face did not change, calm and indifferent, the long knife in his hand even turned around, cutting horizontally, and after accurately killing the warrior hiding in the space mecha, he suddenly swept up like a wild goose, dodging the ensuing attacks.

In ten seconds, Li Tomb rushed out and broke the defense. With incredible speed and terrifying calmness, he destroyed the two Tiger space mechas, and the charging formation composed of the entire space mecha broke when Li Zhensheng killed the two Tiger space mechas.

The remaining space mechs were frightened by the terrible killing methods of Li Tomb, and they all rose in height, not daring to approach Li Tomb.

"Rush!"

Mark suddenly shouted, and at the same time that Li Tomb destroyed the two Tiger space mechas, making the space mechs outside temporarily mute, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the corridor. Each used his own means to kill the remaining space mechas.

Sometimes that's how war is often done. When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Weapons and equipment can decide a qiē, and sometimes nothing can be decided.

Compared to these prisoners who longed for freedom, those soldiers hiding in the space mecha were as timid as quails, obviously destroying and suppressing a qiē, but in the face of these prisoners who seemed defenseless in front of their space mecha. These people actually subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Stupid."

Although Hathaway did not understand the elements of victory in war, she could see that these soldiers were too stupid to dodge subconsciously.

She didn't know what these people were afraid of, obviously they had powerful space mechas, and they could kill those prisoners lightly, but those people dodged in the first place.

Hathaway didn't understand. It's because Hathaway didn't see the flame flickering in the eyes of Mark and the others at this moment, it was the flame of longing for freedom, so blazing, either destroying others or destroying oneself.

Boom Boom!

The battle became extremely intense, but there seemed to be no suspense again.

After being destroyed by Li Tomb with incredible courage, the remaining space mecha was like a frightened rabbit, and would only blindly dodge, and it didn't take long for Mark to seize the opportunity, endure the pain of being pierced by the scorching light in his chest, and burst out with a tenfold sonic fist, bursting the chest of a Tiger space mecha.

At the same time, Li Tomb connected the dots at his feet, stepped on the void, and his bright red figure was as if he had conjured into hundreds of ways in the air, submerging a storm-level space mecha.

The sound of the bell and the bell continued one after another, and Li Tomb wiped out the energy shield of the storm-level space mecha with extremely fast speed and terrifying strength, and the sword light rippled, one after another, and in the sonorous sound, it was like peeling off a cocoon, and Shengsheng used the long knife in his hand to cut through the defense of the space mecha.

The blood stained his already bright red armor, even more dazzling red, shaking so that people couldn't open their eyes, the smell of blood was permeated, Li Tomb stood indifferently in the air, where he stepped on, the remaining space mecha retreated, not daring to approach.

"It's over."

The deputy hiding in Smithson's room, watching the space mecha below that had completely lost the mind of resistance retreat in the hands of those prisoners led by Li Tomb, his face suddenly turned like ashes, and he spit out two words in despair.

Turning around, the deputy tried to find Smithson's whereabouts, but he could see Smithson's trace in the dead darkness, and thought that Smithson had fled before him.

But unexpectedly, a moment later, a heavy figure slowly walked out of the bedroom.

Smithson's voice was hideous, and his whole body was shrouded in cold metal, "No one can beat me, this is the Death Star." I'm the master here. ”

Smithsonian has every reason to be angry, this is the Death Star, here is the kingdom he ruled for almost a decade, bringing him wealth, bringing him power.

If they are fighting for freedom, Smithson is fighting for his power, he can't lose, and if he loses, he has nothing.

He has too much, how can he accept that he has nothing.

Therefore, in the face of their riots and carefully arranged escape plans, Smithson never thought of escaping, he just wanted to fight, use iron and blood to suppress Yiqiē, and protect the property that belonged to him.

Here, it's the Death Star!

Boom Boom!

The battle outside became more and more intense, and the terrible explosion made the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room open after an explosion, and the shards of glass slashed across the deputy's cheek, bringing up a bloody mark.

The deputy crawled to Smithson's feet and wailed, "Warden, let's get away quickly." After escaping, the Fifth Fleet was notified to suppress the prisoners. It's still too late. ”

"Fuck off."

Smithson kicked his deputy away, and saw the terrible wind pouring in through the broken window, whining and wailing, which made people's hearts chill.

Smithson's eyes became a little blood-red, full of hatred and anger, and he saw that the battle below had gradually come to an end, and the space armor was dyed red, decayed, and destroyed by the blood of the fierce prisoners.

Metal and flame, blood and brilliance, one after another, left behind shattered buildings and floors, and the remains of mechs like scrap metal.

The excited and surprised cheers of those damned prisoners came from the wind, and Smithson's gaze became even colder, and the deputy hugged Smithson's leg and shouted: "Warden, stay in the green hills, don't worry about running out of firewood." The situation now does not allow us to hesitate. You must leave immediately. ”

"Can you get away?"

Smithson sneered and kicked his deputy away, he understood better than anyone that since the other party could cut off their communications, since the other party could block their signals, since the other party could operate their satellites.

How could it be possible to leave such a big hole in the spaceship and let them escape?

Smithson knew that there was no escape, and the only chance left was to kill all the prisoners. It's a life-and-death battle.

It's a pity that those soldiers are so disappointed to him, with the huge advantage of ten space mechas, they still can't control the situation, and they can't even kill more of the opponent's living forces, it's just a waste.

"Warden, you must escape. Those people are about to come in. ”

The deputy heard the sound of battle in the howling wind outside, and heard the cheers that chilled his heart, and he was even more frightened and shouted loudly.

"Noise!"

Smithson turned his head coldly, and in the disbelieving gaze of the deputy, his palm was spread out, and a laser light suddenly came out, directly blasting the deputy, and in the blood mist, Smithson's gaze was cold and cruel.

With the smell of blood, Smithson took the time to cut open a cigar, lit it for himself, and took a deep breath, the thick smoke filling the air.

Smithson sat down with his head held high, looking coldly at the door, he knew that soon those people would come here, and he was waiting here, telling those people, here, it was the Death Star!

As if sensing the fighting spirit and murderous aura permeating Smithson's body at this moment, Li Tomb in the Garden Square stood indifferently in the air with his hands behind his back, and the long knife in his hand was stained red with blood.

Seeing the last storm-level space mecha, under the siege of Mark and others, after being blown up, Li Tomb slowly raised his head, and looked at the highest part of the building, in the broken floor-to-ceiling windows, the darkness was pervasive, and only a little spark that seemed to be there was inexplicable in the darkness.

"Smithsonian is right there."

Skynet said affirmatively to Li Tomb.

Li Tomb nodded, and a group of people stepped over the wreckage of the space mecha, stepped on blood, and rushed towards the building.

Hathaway, who was at the back, had a complicated expression and looked at the tomb of Li, "Next, what are you going to do?" ”

"Take back what belongs to me."

Li Tomb opened his mouth lightly, and a little under his feet, he had already risen into the air and landed steadily in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window, blocking the dark and broken wind.

Smithson's hand holding the cigar couldn't help but pause, he raised his head coldly, looked at Li Tomb, and with the force of his palm, the cigar in his palm was twisted, shattered, and scattered in the wind. (To be continued......)