Chapter 451: A Sneak to the Mist (2/2)

The purple mist reached its surrounding wildly, and it grew into an uncontrollable size in no time which thousand mechs looked pea-sized upon it. Sang Pu glanced at his mates around him, the voidness of the space somehow bewitched him, reminding him of the scenery back in Archipelago and the Red Sea, the beast stampede phenomena and darkness.

Sang Pu was a little bewildered of his thoughts. Those were distractions he supposed, as he took a deep breath and kept focused, with his voice rang profoundly, ”Charge!”

5000 Collisions were in battle position, as they tumbled their ways towards the growing purple mist.

It would need no caution if it was destruction they aimed in the first place. All units had been accelerated to the maximum, with their sodium lamps at the front switched on at once, forming steam of shooting stars into the purplish entity.

”Attack!” In the meantime, Ye Chong had also prompted his combat order.

100 Collision units had built a diagonal formation with Han Jia at the center as they charged towards the purple mist.

Entry succeeded, but Ye Chong realized something. The misty region was a challenging environment to fight. All communication channels were down, the mens' rapport was solely their channel while only the light beams could converse the mens' thoughts. And Ye Chong had aced none of those.

Mollusks... there were mollusks everywhere, forming a jungle as if when Ye Chong made his venture. A jungle of mollusks veiled by purple mist.

It was a sad development when Ye Chong realized there was no more glow around him.

He had lost the 100 alliance units.

Unlike the Red Sea, this place was more complicated with the lower visibility, even Sangs were facing issues on putting all men under the supposed rapport.

Fortunately, Ye Chong did mention one simple goal of their run - destruction, utter destruction.

Whenever they encountered these mollusks, they would charge without hesitation as long as these strands did not look oversized to them. In no time, the mollusks would squirt a kind of fluid as somehow they lost their firm texture. So the Sangs rolled on, raising the blades of Collision and sliced through everything.

It was simple to fight the thinner strands - just roll, no technique. Regarding the thicker ones, they would give a careful slide across the edge of the strand, to cause leakage through the cut on its body which would eject moisture, turning into a flaccid, withered dark purplish film. Ye Chong joined the scene much later, so he saw all these films hovering in space.

Well, Ye Chong was feeling an easier time without the theatrical formation by his men. Han Jia was enjoying a quick glide in the sea.

It was hard to tell directions in the mist. Ye Chong could only know friends or foes by the lamps. He did not employ that tactic anyway. Han Jia would just travel silently in the dark.

He was well-aware of the insignificance of one or two mechs in this operation. And he was also very much informed of his incapability of giving impromptu commands. It was a salvation for him to not lead the operation this time or he could imagine a total mess when he made commands in such a complex surrounding.

Intuitively he was still a lone wolf. Ventured into the purple mist, he had his own aim, that would be, to find the leader of these strange creatures! He reminisced the time he fought in the pathway back then. The bristleworm he struck in the end must be the leader, the queen of all bristleworms. Applying that premise, there must be also a queen somewhere here.

”Mu, have you found anything?” whispered Ye Chong as his eyes were glued upon the visual.

”This is a very peculiar group of creatures. No related resources could be identified in my databank,” stated Mu calmly.

A flash then lustered in Ye Chong's visual, which shocked him to make a drastic evasion.

It was one of the Collisions, which slid by Han Jia.

No, it was not an accident of incompetent piloting.

The pilot of the Collision had been attacked!

Ye Chong could see it, a giant scratch across the entire body of Collision, passing by the cabin. Ye Chong could also discern the splash of blood in the purple mist. The pilot was a goner.

And there must already be a conflict ahead!

Han Jia was given the command to accelerate, as it zoomed ahead.