920 Fax (1/2)

Poof!

A water-like curtain of light descended from the sky and snugly enveloped the entire mountain peak.

On the outside, Heinze could not break through the flexible membrane at all, no matter how hard he tried.

”Is this the power of Absolute Protection?” He stopped, defeated. ”I've already used more than twenty percent of the strength at my peak, but I'm still unable to break through… Damn… If I had half of my power, this mere water curtain…”

The ability of Derivatives to bend nomological rules could be broken only by the power of Great Daos.

Fang Yuan touched the red lizard in his hands but remained silent.

If he used his full might, then this Absolute Protection was just a joke.

However, there were too many variables. He would never reveal his full strength so early.

”Now, we can only wait for the Lord of the Void and Arthur!”

Fang Yuan sighed and started waiting patiently.

Underground, Primary Color headquarters.

More and more Seven Color Scripture members arrived and started battling their comrades.

However, Arthur was like an emperor patrolling his lands, moving as he pleased. All those that met him immediately defected and attacked their former comrades crazily.

”Damn it!”

”Wesley… It's me!”

”Noooo!”

The Seven Color Scripture members were locked in combat among themselves, and the voices of broken men rang out continuously.

”All combat personnel fall back. I'll take care of this!”

Leading a group of purple combat personnel, a warrior in a black leather suit appeared.

”Terminator Number Three, Soul Resistor?”

Arthur seemed to know something about this Terminator. He smiled.

Bang!

The black Terminator was expressionless as he directly shot Arthur's head.

”That's it… it's over?”

”As expected of Sir Soul Resistor. It's rumored that he has a Derivative that has the ability to protect his soul against all kinds of psychological influences!”

The remaining combat members cheered.

However, a voice broke the harmony. ”You dare… injure my handsome face… You're dead meat!”

Arthur's headless body stood still as a lump of meat containing the outlines of his facial features grew out from his neck.

”Order everyone below purple to retreat immediately!” The Soul Resistor remained expressionless. ”Add to the information—the target has rapid regenerative capabilities… Hurry and equip the freezing and burning equipment!”

Primary Color had accumulated a wealth of experience in dealing with all kinds of monsters.

The best way to combat these kinds of regenerative powers was to burn all of it or use liquid nitrogen to freeze it.

Suddenly, he realized that there was something wrong with the eyes of the subordinates around him.

It has the ability to continue exerting its influence even under my Soul Protection. That's strength equal to the top ten Derivatives!

The Soul Resistor shivered and yelled, ”Don't look in his direction. Call for reinforcements immediately!”

Inside a secret chamber.

A certain Terminator looked at his wrist, expressionless.

There, a blue bracelet was releasing a shining light.

This was the rank nine Derivative, Absolute Protection. It could create an enormous barrier that was strong enough to withstand any attack.

Of course, to accomplish this, a price had to be paid.

At this time, this Terminator's arm had already withered as if it had been mummified.

Suddenly, the stringently encrypted mechanical door opened from the outside. A black shirt Terminator walked in.

”Number Five, you shouldn't be here!”

The Terminator wearing Absolute Protection was a bit confused, but then on full alert.

”Number Four, you have the power of rapid regeneration. You won't die even if your heart is gouged out. Therefore, the leader chose you to activate Absolute Protection… An ordinary person would have all their life force sucked out of them and turn into a mummy the moment they touched it.”

Number Five walked toward Number Four slowly. ”It must be very painful, even for you? Why… do you continue to work yourself to death for Primary Color?

”Number Five, you've defected!”

Number Four Terminator magically drew a silver gun with his left hand without a change of expression and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Swoosh!

The shells landed on the walls and made sparks fly.

He had hit nothing but an afterimage.

”I don't need to be faster than bullets. I just need to be faster than your hand! Also… Number Four, the pain has slowed down your movements!”

The body of Number Five appeared as if it had stepped out of the void. Then he lunged at Number Four.

”Activate countermeasures!” said a mechanical voice suddenly.

Around the chair that Number Four was sitting on, multiple gun barrels emerged and breathed fire at Number Five.

Ping!

The body of Number Five exploded into pieces that landed on Number Four.

”Our each and every action is under the leader's surveillance. Not to mention, you believe… that you can penetrate the defenses of the entire base?” Number Four said calmly.