The Seventh Base - Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Chapter 67: Abandoning Armor and Discarding Swords
 

The Mecha’s shell was hard, but it still dented.

And with such a hit, the person driving the Mecha might have a concussion.

Master Batu stood up, rubbing his butt, his movements somewhat comical.

“Let’s go,” he said to Xu Mo, and the two continued to sprint down the streets.

People were crazily trying to block them in this area.

Both targets had appeared simultaneously, and both were classified as S-level tasks.

The City State Guard and the Law Enforcement Team had mobilized a large number of personnel, all rushing over here.

A blockade at every turn.

“The target’s too big,” Xu Mo glanced at Master Batu and said, “Master Batu, let’s get out of the city.”

“Okay.” The two wove through the streets, running toward the city gate.

Along the way, they encountered many attacks directed at them.

But one wore Battle Armor and the other had skin like copper and bones like iron; they were not so easily stopped.

The City State Guard and the Law Enforcement Team dared not get close.

The agility of the Heavy Mecha was insufficient, and their speed was too slow for this kind of pursuit battle.

Master Batu’s power caused the ground to tremble continuously, like a human-shaped tank.

People encountered along the way kept their distance, hearts pounding with fear.

This was their first time seeing such a scene.

The recent events in the main urban area kept overturning their understanding.

They already knew about the Thugs.

But who was that fat man?

There was no fat man on the wanted list before.

And yet, he was so powerfully fat.

Both were moving incredibly fast, charging and ramming their way forward.

Master Batu physically breaking through walls, Xu Mo was somewhat astonished and asked, “Master Batu, where are Mia and Yaoer?”

“Someone took them away, I’m not sure where they are right now,” Master Batu replied.

Xu Mo felt a bit worried; even Master Batu did not know.

“Xu Mo, there’s something I need to tell you, Mia is a gene experiment subject,” Master Batu said as he ran.

He was concerned that if he missed this chance, he might not have another opportunity to tell Xu Mo.

Xu Mo’s heart trembled.

No wonder Master Batu was so calm when he saw the photo a year ago.

He had long known about the existence of gene experiments.

And his daughter, Miss Mia, whom he had always guarded, was just like the girl in the photo.

A gene experiment subject!

No wonder Master Batu protected Miss Mia so comprehensively, Xu Mo felt a stab in his heart.

Did Miss Mia also suffer such inhumane treatment in her childhood?

She was so kind-hearted.

She probably didn’t even know that she, just like the girl in the photo, was a girl in a container.

“Apart from the City State Guard and Law Enforcement Team, there’s also a laboratory in the Underworld, with the highest authority, reporting directly to the big shots from the Earth World. They’re responsible for experimentation. The Council cooperates and manages the Underworld,” Master Batu continued.

“Over the years, they’ve been looking for Mia and me. They came for Mia this time as well.”

“Xu Mo, promise me one thing.”

“Whatever it is, just say it, Master Batu,” Xu Mo responded.

“Bang.” As he spoke, Master Batu had crashed through another wall and continued, “No matter what, you must survive and leave here alive. If anything happens to me, you must find Mia and protect her.”

As Xu Mo ran, he fell silent for a moment before replying, “I’ll do my best.”

Master Batu said nothing more; he had understood Xu Mo’s disposition, detesting evil as if it were a personal enemy.

Xu Mo wondered, what exactly was the Genetic Evolution Liquid?

He had encountered three Genetic Warriors so far.

Master Batu, Slaughterer from the Fighting Arena, Elsa.

As for Mia, he hadn’t discovered her characteristics yet.

But the three Genetic Warriors like Master Batu were all different.

Master Batu’s body was burly, his strength immense.

The Slaughterer was somewhat similar but not as strong as Master Batu and seemed to have lost some reason.

Elsa had grown wings and possessed strong self-healing ability.

They must have used different types of Genetic Evolution Liquid.

The two runners were getting closer and closer to the city gate.

In the distance, there were still people everywhere trying to surround and block them, all dismissed as they charged outside.

Just then, a screeching friction sound came from afar.

Soon after, an iron war vehicle appeared at the position of the city gate, the vehicle drifting and scratching the ground, leaving behind trails.

The car door opened.

Besides the driver, three figures stepped out of the car.

The three were all very young. They moved to the side of the vehicle, watching Xu Mo and Master Batu charging towards them in the distance.

“One Genetic Warrior, one Cultivator,” the young man on the left said.

They observed the two.

“The Doctor mentioned this Genetic Warrior was injected with an incomplete experimental serum from A sequence, but at a C level grade. The ceiling of his combat power should also be at C level. However, seeing this strength, he probably completely absorbed it, ready for the next level of Evolution Liquid injection,” the person on the right said, “But the combat power of this kind of Evolution Liquid seems especially strong.”

The injection of Evolution Liquid is not an instant success; the human body cannot withstand it all at once. With any injection, there is a certain risk involved.

The higher the compatibility, the lower the risk and the stronger the absorption ability. Once fully absorbed, the next level of Evolution Liquid can be injected.

And indeed, different types of Genetic Warriors exhibit different levels of combat power.

The Genetic Evolution Liquid itself, besides having levels, also has sequences, and Master Batu was injected with an A sequence, C-grade.

The man in the middle was staring at Xu Mo, who had not shown his power, so it was impossible to determine his source power level.

However, in the Underworld, C-grade is already the ceiling.

Once someone shows potential beyond this level, they are generally marked.

Xu Mo heard their conversation, and as he stared at the three figures opposite him, he noticed that all three were wearing helmets and were draped in battle armor.

This made Xu Mo feel.

These three were strong.

The tone of their conversation conveyed a sense of disdain, as if they looked down on the people of the Underworld.

They might be from the Earth World.

“One for each of us,” said the man on the left as he charged forward with a war saber in his hand.

Master Batu stepped on the ground and his violent body rushed toward the opponent.

The terrifying momentum did not evoke any signs of fear from the figure opposite, whose saber glowed with source power.

“Be careful, Master Batu.”

Although Xu Mo didn’t know the level, he could sense the strength of energy.

The source power flowing on the opponent’s crimson war saber was even stronger than his own.

Not to mention the opponent’s strength, their equipment alone was superior to his.

This meant that the newcomers were definitely strong.

“Bang!” Master Batu charged fearlessly, punching towards his opponent with a beautifully violent gesture.

But the opponent’s body moved with agile grace, slightly sidestepping and drawing an arc, the crimson war saber slashing across Master Batu’s abdomen.

“Hiss…”

The crimson chopping blade sliced open Master Batu’s tough skin, leaving a bloody mark and drenching his clothes red.

As the two passed each other, the opponent stood behind Master Batu, glanced at the blood on the saber and a cold smirk flashed across his eyes.

Good strength, and very fast.

But still too cumbersome.

Master Batu stopped his forward charge and looked down at the bloody mark left by the energy blade, feeling a stabbing pain in his abdomen.

He turned around, staring at his opponent.

He realized that the laboratory had sent an expert.

It might be someone from the corporate above.

Everson charged towards Xu Mo; his speed was very fast, holding the war saber slantwise, his eyes cold.

The opponent leaped into the air and slashed down, turning the war saber into a streak of silver light.

The saber was very fast.

Xu Mo tracked the path of the opponent’s saber, raising his own to collide with it.

“Bang!”

A strong force transmitted through, and Xu Mo, his feet scraping against the ground, slid back ten meters.

“Hmm?”

A subtle sound of surprise came from Everson’s helmet; he had managed to catch his blade.

They were all cultivated by the company, and the Underworld was just a large ‘factory’ in their eyes.

Facing people from the Underworld, they carried an inherent air of superiority.

After all, they were just ‘people’ raised by the company in the shadows.

Xu Mo fixed his gaze on the opponent, roughly gauging his strength.

He got a little more serious, and an energy field emerged around him. Strong perceptual power released, making everything around seem to slow down.

The war saber was raised.

“Hum!” Xu Mo’s body moved towards the opponent.

“Source Power.”

Everson sensed the presence of source power and showed a hint of surprise, then smiled.

Xu Mo was actually attacking proactively.

“Bang.” He stamped his foot on the ground, charging out like an arrow released from its bow, and the two touched in an instant.

Saber light flashed; both their sabers were fast.

Everson’s saber aimed to be as fast as possible and was infused with sword techniques, creating a fierce chain of attacks.

The two war sabers collided again, this time neither giving way, crossing blades at close range, close enough to see each other’s eyes.

Xu Mo’s eyes held a cold intent to kill.

Everson’s eyes were a bit more complicated, with a scornful look that also held a touch of surprise, then turned into an intent to kill.

The sabers grated against each other, both pushing forward forcefully.

Amid the powerful reactionary force, neither backed down, and the sabers slid past each other.

“Hissss…”

A sharp and piercing sound emerged as Xu Mo’s blade scratched the opponent’s battle armor, while the opponent’s saber likewise cut into his.

The opponent’s armor remained unbroken, while Xu Mo’s armor developed cracks and was sliced open.

The strength of their weapons and armor determined the victor in an instant.

Xu Mo was at a disadvantage in terms of equipment.

The two passed each other, standing back to back.

Everson was somewhat surprised at first; to keep up with his saber, this person was not weak.

In the Underworld, possessing such combat strength, if Xu Mo had started cultivation early, his source power fusion degree could possibly be at the B level, even B+.

Not everyone can absorb source power for cultivation. The higher the level of fusion, the better the talent. The fusion degree of an ordinary person is only E-grade.

A D-grade fusion degree qualifies one for source power cultivation.

He predicted Xu Mo could be B grade, even B+, with a fusion degree not inferior to his, making him a potential puppet for the company.

With this in mind, Everson said, “Not bad strength. Discard your armor and throw down your saber, and you can live.”