Chapter 1182: 1182
In the aftermath of the explosion that could heavily injure a Type 9 powerhouse, Yue Zhong shot out, still decked in the Gold Battle Armor, his breath steady and calm, and his vitals still strong . Evidently, he had not been injured .
"This armor is really too sick, if I did not have it, I would have been heavily injured . "
Yue Zhong sneered, and swept out with his gaze, instantly locking onto his target . With a flash, he appeared in front of the Gate of Hell, grabbing out at thin air as a transparent ball fell into his palms .
The transparent ball immediately transformed back into a mini-version of the Mech Emperor Zu Yuan ting . However, his current aura was only at the initial-Type 8 realm . He had a look of fear and shock as he shouted, "How is this possible? I had already hidden all traces! No scanners could have picked up my trace, and any divine sense would not be able to detect me! How did you do it?!"
Self-exploding, before making away in stealth, this was the final trump card of Zu Yuan Ting . He had not expected Yue Zhong to see through his real self and grabbed him . This sort of shock was even more than that when he saw Yue Zhong emerge unharmed from the explosion . Since Yue Zhong put on the Gold-Grade Armor, he knew he could not harm him .
A Type 9 expert with a Gold-Grade treasure, allowed Yue Zhong to be almost invincible among all Type 9 powerhouses . Only those with a similar treasure or those old freaks that were half-step True-God experts could possibly harm him .
Yue Zhong spoke indifferently, "To my God-Devil eyes, there's no use employing any illusion or stealth skills . Unless you have a Gold-Grade treasure to hide your aura, otherwise, it would be a waste of effort . Zu Yuan Ting, submit to me and work for me . I can spare you from death . "
He was after all a Type 9 Super A . I . , much stronger than Yue Zhong's Bai Yi . Zu Yuan Ting alone could control countless Mech Beasts and Mech fighters, engaging on multiple battlefronts without exhaustion .
In fact, if Yue Zhong did not have the Gold Battle Armor, he would have been defeated by Zu Yuan Ting . This long-time Type 9 Mech Emperor had any means at his disposal and was difficult to deal with . Once Yue Zhong could subdue Zu Yuan Ting, he could control more resources as well as a terrifying Mech army .
Zu Yuan Ting regained his composure in Yue Zhong's hands as he roared out, "Hahaha, Yue Zhong, if you want to subjugate me, you're still lacking! Just kill me, I've lived for over 30,000 years, it's enough!"
"Fine!"
Yue Zhong's voice turned chilly, as he shot towards the 9-head Dragonhawk, and sent out a Cosmic Finger towards the 9-headed beast .
"Yue Zhong!! I've no grievances with you!! Why must we kill each other?! Let me leave I'll head back to Galastar, and as long as you're on Earth, I will never step foot here, nor make you my enemy!"
The 9-head Dragonhawk let out a shrill howl, as he conjured a true-dragon claw out of one hand, the other a hawk, and each of his heads began to spit out 9 different laws . There was darkness, flames, lightning, light, ice, water, poison, destruction, curse, as they all slammed into the cosmos energy .
The 9-head Dragonhawk was also a powerful existence, wielding 9 different types of power . Since reaching the Type 9 realm, he had comprehended 11 different laws and did not fear Zu Yuan Ting until he saw what the Mech Emperor was capable of .
The 2 opposing energies struck each other, and the 9-head Dragonhawk's attack instantly disintegrated, while the huge cosmos still continued to press down on the body of the Dragonhawk, suppressing his heads and causing his flesh to split and bleed .
After injuring the Type 9 Dragonhawk, Yue Zhong slammed into the body, his right hand like a blade as he slashed out at the body, tearing numerous bloody wounds, as the Dragonhawk bled even more profusely .
He then grabbed out at the Type 9 nucleus within the 9-head Dragonhawk's body, pulling it out with a cold laugh, "Back then, you had treated me like an ant, and almost killed me . Today, you've died at my hands! What a refreshing feeling!"
The life force of a Type 9 powerhouse was extremely strong, even as the source of his life and power had been snatched away, the broken 9-head Dragonhawk continued to stare at Yue Zhong hatefully, gasping weakly, "So it was you! That weak, puny human near the Mech Empire!! Damn it, I regret not squashing you to death!! I curse you, I curse you!!"
Yue Zhong stepped forward coldly onto the remaining head of the Dragonhawk, immediately squashing it in a shower of blood .
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