Chapter 450: Mech Warrior, God of Cyber

The bonfire flickered.

The Indians who surrounded the sacrificial site danced their bodies, playing ancient musical instruments, and the wild movements made people excited.

War song.

The flames became hotter and hotter.

The Indians imitated the roars of various beasts, and the flames in the sacrificial site burned more vigorously.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

"You barbarians, barbarians!!"

The ugly countryman on the stake wailed in pain, and the flames burned his body, emitting bursts of charred smell, and was soon burned into charcoal.

Warriors! !

The warriors among the Indians stepped on the flames and charcoal, came to the remains of the corpses, and smeared their ashes on their faces.

This is a symbol of revenge.

This is a proof of courage.

The tribesmen around raised their weapons and sang praises for the warriors' actions. The long and long songs were filled with anger and the sadness of their ancestors being brutally killed.

"Rest in peace."

The Seattle prophet opened his hands and murmured ancient ballads, calming the anger and grievances of his ancestors.

At this time.

A few bright lights flashed in the distant sky.

Warships floating in the air left white flames in the dark night.

Some banana logos were engraved on those warships, which were from the largest super-intelligent company in the Ugly Country.

Cluster bombs.

The warships were equipped with bomb bombardments, and more than a dozen missiles were fired into the air, bursting out groups of white burning fireballs, and splitting into countless small bombs to attack the ground.

Boom boom boom boom.

The earth trembled, the explosion shook, and the mother and child bombs set off waves of impact fire, completely destroying the nearby tribal villages, and countless Indians were blown into pieces.

Revenge came.

A large number of Ugly people died, and the technology of the banana company locked the Indians' homes, just like the past history, slaughtering the indigenous people again.

"Warriors!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Now is the time for us to fight."

The Seattle Prophet stood up, his thighs rooted in the ground expanded, and the whole person rose to dozens of meters, becoming a big tree.

The big tree stretched out its branches and leaves, emitting a green glow, and then formed a protective shield.

The old, weak, women and children around hid in the protective shield, and the fluorescent light blocked the exploding bombs, causing ripples on the top of the barrier...

On the other side.

The warriors in the jungle picked up their spears and threw them at the floating warship in the sky.

The Indian warriors still used the most primitive attack method. Even if their bodies were strengthened, their spears and bows could only reach a distance of hundreds of meters.

Ridiculous.

The Indians wanted to defeat technology and steel with their bodies.

The floating warship opened the hatch.

One by one, the fully armed mecha soldiers jumped down, their feet and palms erupted with flames, and they kept adjusting the flight angle.

Iron Man?

These mecha warriors, like Iron Man in a sci-fi movie, glided in the air, then landed near the forest and massacred the Indian warriors.

Bang.

The boulder trap in the forest came, and the mecha soldier's arm sprayed flame tails, and the iron fist smashed forward, smashing the giant corpse into pieces.

The animal trap fell.

The mecha soldier was covered by the animal net woven with hemp rope, but the chain saw sword popped out of his arm, and sawed the rope directly like an electric saw.

Poison arrows.

Ground spikes.

Spears.

Various traps were thrown at the mecha soldiers, but they only made a "ding-dong" sound when they hit the metal armor. The high-strength alloy equipment completely ignored the primitive weapons.

"Kill!!"

The female hunter hiding in the treetops pounced on the mecha warrior.

The strong and ferocious cheetah body used inertia to throw the mecha warrior to the ground, and then the wild leopard's sharp claws tore the metal, scraping out large pieces of metal sparks.

Large scratches appeared on the alloy equipment, but these damages had no effect at all.

Puff, puff, puff.

The arm of the mecha warrior changed its form and turned into a giant cannon gun, which fired at the female hunter's body, and then half of her body was shattered into rotten meat.

No suspense.

The Indian tribal warriors were vulnerable to the technological armor.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!!"

A sad and angry roar appeared in the forest.

The skinning god appeared again, burning with flames all over his body, and rushed towards the mecha warriors.

Boom, boom, boom.

The big trees were knocked down one after another, and the horns on the head of the skinning god burst out with terrifying power, smashing the mecha warriors into pieces with one blow.

He raised his palm, and more mecha warriors floated up out of thin air, and then he clenched it heavily, and the sound of flesh and blood breaking rose and fell.

The skin of the soldiers inside the mechas was peeled off, and their flesh was twisted into a ball. The blood seeped out from the gaps in the mechas, nourishing the land.

However...

After the soldiers died, the mechas could still move.

Although the soldiers inside them died, they entered a state of intelligent AI taking over, and the broken steel bodies moved again.

Steel bombs.

The arms and soles of the mechas sprayed flames, and the whole body turned into missiles that were launched, bombarding the tribe and the skinning god.

Daytime.

The night of the tribal village was illuminated, white phosphorus bombs and small nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, the earth was peeled off layer by layer, and the surrounding forest trees were instantly reduced to dust.

Death spread in the dazzling nuclear explosion.

Snap.

A huge bubble rose.

Ying Shuang snapped his fingers, and the power of Wanqian Mengyu was activated. The colorful bubbles wrapped Seattle Restrictions and many old, weak, women and children.

The impact of the nuclear bomb hit it, and it was actually absorbed by the dream bubble with colorful light.

"This ability... I have seen it in the Iron Wall City."

Yang Feng said lightly, the super AI remote control of the combat mecha is actually similar to the brain in the tank of the Iron Wall City, and has the same effect.

The difference is that the prosthetic robots in the Iron Wall City are all controlled by brain consciousness, but the mecha warriors in front of them are directly controlled by the super AI.

"Skinning God."

"As guests, we should also contribute."

"Leave the rest to us."

Yang Feng said lightly to the super creature at the core of the explosion in the distance. Although more than a dozen small nuclear bombs exploded at the same time, the Skinning God only suffered some skin injuries.

Yang Feng wanted to take this opportunity to test his ability.

[Field expansion]

The fifth hell - Cyber ​​Hell.

The gate of the dark prison opened, and a huge neon city appeared vaguely, and a mysterious man whose body was made up of countless photons appeared.

The God of Light.

It is a light-based creature, a derivative of super-intelligent AI.

Since everyone is playing with technology, AI, and the Internet... let this Cyber ​​God come out and try his power.