Ptolemy's face was panicked, he was not a person who knew martial arts, but even he could see that K's fight was as reckless as lifeless, no defense, no dodge, just viciously charged at those cold mechanical bodies, and when he saw the stump arm flying into the air with blood droplets, his heartbeat stopped. Ptolemy never imagined that in just thirty seconds, the young marshal would lose half of his arm.

However, more of his panic came from his knowledge of the blazing armor, those mantis-like sharp blades, not only with boiling metal, but also with a domineering acid mist, which made the torn wound difficult to heal and burned the ends of the nerves in an instant.

This means that K's lost arm can't be regained with lasers at all, and has completely detached itself from its owner.

"Stop, stop!" Ptolemy cried out like madness, ignoring the sights around him that almost killed him, and waved desperately at his men on the console in the distance, the communicator almost shattered by his voice. He wanted to let the arrogant Young Marshal K learn a lesson, but he definitely didn't want his life, that would be too stupid, DreamWorks couldn't bear the wrath of Volcano Tulan, and the Edison family would not hesitate to give up on themselves for this.

But a few seconds later, Ptolemy heard an answer that made him even more desperate:

"In the process of merging just now, the warframe seems to have been attacked and destroyed the central control part" The voice came from DreamWorks' technical director, Ptolemy's deputy, Theouckland, "I'm afraid these blazing warframes are out of control" His voice was not panicked, not anxious, just with a hint of regret,

"You bastard! Fuck these shit offs!Destroy them!Implode!Implode!," Ptolemy cried maniacly,

"That will blow up with that young man," West Oakland's tone was steady,

"Then teleport out of the arena and get them away!"

"Are you sure you want to get these things out of control back into the inner test zone?" the technical director asked slowly, which made Ptolemy's face flush and he could no longer speak, if these completely out of control armor entered the test area, I am afraid that the person who died would not only be a Marshal K, he knew the destructive power of those things, and the entire DreamWorks would be destroyed. The old man stayed there for a while, his ears were filled with the screams of Lockdorjee and a group of dragoons, but there was no countermeasure, and at this moment, the assistant standing behind him gently pulled the placket of Latolemy's clothes,

"Look, look," the woman's voice trembled.

On the battle platform, K rushed out of the pile of crazy mechanical warriors like a gladiator who had been sprinkled with sacrificial blessings, his right hand strangely extended a simple broad-bladed sword, the thick blade of forty centimeters wide waved with a dull roar, and the left arm, which had lost half of his arm, was completely shrouded in a black mist, which was not a loose mass, but wrapped around his shoulder as if it were tangible, and formed a thick and powerful whip at the end.

"That's ...... Is that a mercenary's weapon?" Ptolemy stumbled, and then his shoulder was slapped heavily by a hand, and Zhang Yaxuan's voice sounded in his ears:

"Who said only mercenaries can have weapons like that? Many of my classmates and comrades have their own built-in weapons, but K did choose a very special weapon."

Leon on the round platform didn't know all the turmoil on the periphery, he was concentrating on putting together his own source of strength, those black Nai were just his original things, and he had been imprisoned in his control by the domineering of the spiral tower for a long time, at this moment, Leon was just fighting with his body's instincts, but what he was thinking about in his mind was the shattered spiral tower.

Like his left arm, it broke, and the golden character followed the black Nai into a glowing mist, unstoppable when attacking enemies, but Leon knew that this was not a plan for Zhang Jiu, and his source of power had collapsed, turning into black mud once more.

Leon is faced with the crazy black mud that fills the whole world, it is difficult to choose, building the spiral tower again is the fastest way, and in the current situation, the rules of power he understands can even directly build the golden spiral tower, but Leon can no longer risk being swallowed up to make such a choice, he needs to find his own way.

Leon began to collect the golden flying sand, this time he did not attach the characters directly to the black cells, but began to combine them separately into a ball of golden spheres, when he used up all the golden sand grains, six shiny balls appeared in the black cell mud world, they slowly revolved around Leon's ontological consciousness, and after a while, began to emit a trace of energy, Leon was happy in his heart, his plan was successful, without the combination of black cells and golden characters, the independent consciousness like the spiral tower really disappeared, and what was produced was only pure energy。

But at the same time, Leon also felt a pain, it was the rampage of the blazing armor once again combined into a huge weapon, collided with him head-on for the second time, and successfully broke through the transparent protection, and slashed Leon fiercely.

Leon withdrew his mind from the space in his body and put it on the battle in front of him, he felt pain all over his body, not only from the loss of his left forearm and the slashed wound on his chest, but also from the broken black cells, but after those golden orbs began to operate, the black mud gradually gathered around them, forming a regular flow, and gradually became alive.

"Hmph, let's come back to a real battle" Leon snorted coldly in his heart, the phantom in the wind was instantly stimulated more heavily, but the weight at this moment was still much less than before, and the lost left arm took away a lot of metal at the same time, which was quenched by him in the recent period of time into a neutral metal that can be turned into transparent, and it was a pity to lose it.

The blazing armor had been scrapped three in the previous battle, and the huge red impact spear had also shrunk to four meters, but the momentum was still there, and they didn't have any sense of retreat, and it was really a mechanical creature that only knew how to fight.

But is that really the case?

Leon still used the same moves to deal with this third impact, but this time he used a soft whip composed of black Nai, and those black instantly wrapped around the crimson giant diamond, as if inlaid with a delicate lace for the strange giant weapon, but this was not a lace that could only be attached to the surface, and those Nai drilled directly into the middle of the armor.

Leon discovered the controller of the middle during the first attack, the guy who still stared at him even though he had no eyes, that was the commander of this team, everyone else was equivalent to his extended weapon, and he was the brain.

The black Nai successfully infiltrated the Blazing Warframe after the combination, and found the controller in the center, he had the same appearance as the other Warframes, but had something that others obviously didn't have, he had brain waves.

Leon couldn't help but smile, this feeling of catching prey he hadn't enjoyed for a long time, for a long time, everything about himself was enjoyed by the spiral tower, the joy of success and the thrill of battle, all deprived by that ghost.

Leon no longer hesitated, and jumped into the air again, and at the same time, the sharp blade formed by Nai, like a sharp fine spike, frantically stabbed at the bright brain wave.

The people on the other side of the chasm let out another exclamation, he actually made the same gesture and movement as the last time, only this time the arm was changed, but the phantom in the wind didn't look much more powerful than Scarlet Twilight, did Leon have to lose his right arm again?

The same posture, the same momentum, but this time it had a different result, two seconds later, the big sword in Leon's hand slashed to a head below, the blazing armor that had been silent this time actually let out a huge wail, the entire combination of weapons collapsed, and they flew in all directions, and Leon's movements continued, those black weird smoke seemed to be alive, wandering around, quickly harvesting life.

One after another the blazing armor fell silently, and without exception their heads were stupewed, and the blood of the large canopy was splashed, and the stone surface was almost invisible on the battle platform, and some edges began to flow down with red blood waterfalls.

The blazing armor is even more vivid stained by its own blood.

After this last move, Leon had almost used up all his strength, but he still picked up a head with the Phantom in the Wind and shouted to the other side of the chasm:

"Is this a biomech? Ptolemy, you must explain it to me, or I'll turn this place into hell...... Or is this a hell's factory?" Leon grinned, blood tearing between his teeth, making his smile hideous, and at this point, he really looked like a demon.

。。。

West Oakland is dead, and when Ptolemy sees him, the technical director's head explodes into a mess of meat sauce in the remote sensing manipulator. Leon's guess was correct, the blazing armor that was the brain was indeed the center that could accept the remote control of brain waves, and the one who controlled him at the other end was West Oakland, who tried to cause a huge liability accident to Ptolemy. At the same time that Leon's Nai exploded the center, it also affected the technical director at the other end, so the ambitious young man was directly blown up by the rapidly trembling brainwave.

Ptolemy looked at this miserable image with an expressionless face, pursed his lips slightly, and did not even touch the beard on his chin,

"Give him a first-class pension," he said, turning to leave, he was going to visit K, who was stitching up his wound in the medical room, and in a way, he even wanted to thank the young marshal with a strange temper.

When Ptolemy saw K again, he couldn't believe his eyes, the severed hand, which had already turned pale, was now connected to his master's body again,

"You, you're ......" Ptolemy stammered as K began to slowly clench his fists, and in the next second suddenly shrouded in a layer of metal, which had intricate and strange patterns on it, making his arm look more like a sharp wolf claw,

"You've seen a little too much today," said Leon, looking at his arm with satisfaction, "so now you have two choices, one, never to speak, and two, to be my ally," he looked up at the old man, and Ptolemy said without thinking:

"Allies, we were allies!"

"Don't be in such a hurry to answer, being my ally is not so simple" Leon raised his terrifying delicate wolf claws and waved his fingers, and the sharp fingertips reflected a glimmer of light under the illumination of the surgical laser tube,

"And what do you need?" Ptolemy's heart stopped beating for another two seconds, and he felt a burst of murderous aura coming from the tips of the claws that were close at hand,

"Let's tell me who those blazing armors are," Leon whispered.

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PS: Xiao Hei, finally stop coughing!