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Upon seeing this bizarre energy-absorbing property, Leonard Churchill immediately thought of the legendary energy-absorbing metal — Gungnir Gold! This metal was said to be exclusive to the Old Continent.
Churchill’s eyes twinkled slightly as he looked on.
This metal was like the Rhea’s sensitive alloy he used to forge his flying knife, both were metals of legend.
The thing was, many people hadn’t even heard of it, let alone acquire it.
The exoskeleton armor he was looking at was priceless, just for the material alone, not to mention its functionality.
The person wearing this mechanical armor had quite a knack for fighting techniques as well. After regaining his footing, he managed to exchange blows with Abel.
Attacks from the mechanical equipment had limited damage on Abel, who was an Air Skill Master.
But Abel’s attacks were mostly neutralized by that bizarre suit of armor.
The two sides were locked in fierce combat, and it was hard to see any sign of a decisive victor in the near future.
Abel, obviously not expecting the opponent’s unstoppable defensive armor, seemed taken aback.
This did not go as planned!
The original plan was to intercept Great Ivan’s goods, based on the precise information they had received.
Although they had no idea why their higher-ups were certain that the reinforcement would be Seven Brown.
But she really showed up.
Abel originally had little respect for mechanical equipment, he thought he could easily capture Seven Brown with his own strength.
However, he never expected that his plan would be disrupted by this strange mechanical armor.
Because of this, he wouldn’t be able to handle that mechanical armor in a short time. If they continue to fight and the Flood Gang’s reinforcements arrive, it would be hard to wrap things up.
The mechanical outfit had a slight bulge in the chest and a pert bottom, displaying female characteristics quite prominently.
As Leonard Churchill watched, he also guessed the identity of the newcomer, thinking to himself, “Could it be Flood Gang’s Seven Brown?”
He had met Seven Brown twice.
Taking a closer look, the height and figure did match.
Most importantly, probably only Seven Brown, with her status, could get Gungnir Gold to forge this expensive suit of armor.
“Looks like the Brothers’ plan this time wasn’t to take revenge, but to target Flood Gang’s Lord Nine Brown?”
Churchill identified the person’s identity, and immediately thought of what those guys really wanted to do.
They were going for the big game.
If they could capture her, it would certainly spark an all-out war between the two gangs.
Churchill liked spectacles too.
Regardless of the state the two gangs ended up in, his original plan was to fish in troubled waters.
But seeing Seven Brown, he frowned.
He was here for the Breathing Method.
But he wouldn’t even have gotten his hands on the fragment of the Breathing Method if it wasn’t for her guidance.
It was like a butterfly’s wings; without that initial flutter, Churchill wouldn’t have come as far as he had.
With the protection of the mechanical battle armor, Abel wouldn’t be able to do much to Seven Brown in a short time.
Normally, if they continued to fight , reinforcements should arrive soon.
The Brothers’ kidnapping plan was likely to end in a failure.
However, Churchill didn’t think so.
Looking at the situation here, his sense of conspiracy became clearer, and he thought: “If there really is someone pulling the strings behind the scenes… then someone would step in to lend a hand at this point, right?”
Thinking of something, Churchill also came up with a plan.
If there was no “third party”, Seven Brown would be fine.
There’s no need to worry.
If there was, things would get interesting.
Churchill wanted to see if his judgment was correct, and quietly vanished into the darkness.
However, it turned out, there really was a third party.
Aside from Churchill, the observer, someone else was closely monitoring the situation.
From the darkness in the distance, a cloaked old woman watched the stalemate in the fight, muttering to herself: “These gangs are really pathetic… Even with all the information that was given, they still can’t bring her down.”
Originally, she thought she wouldn’t have to get involved.
But now, she had to lend a hand.
With that, she took out a palm-sized cursed puppet.
A ghostly aura enveloped the puppet as the old woman murmured some curses.
Then, something eerie happened.
The curses on the puppet started to glow faintly. The ghostly aura was absorbed into it, as if infusing it with a spirit, and its features became noticeably clearer.
If there was an outsider present, they could have easily recognized this puppet — it looked strikingly similar to Seven Brown.
When the time was right, the old woman let out a soft cry: “Ghost Puppet Skill- Fold!”
With a snap, the puppet’s joints appeared to be broken by some mysterious force, making eerily unnatural movements.
Meanwhile, the fight in the distance continued.
Seven Brown may be at a disadvantage in terms of fighting techniques, but with the defense of the mechanical armor, she wasn’t faring too badly.
However, just then, she was blown away by one of Abel’s punches and crashed onto the ground a dozen meters away.
The vicious damage from the punch was neutralized by the armor. As long as she could offset the impact, there should have been no harm at all.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt like she was losing control of her body.
With a “snap”, were her leg bones and arm bones really broken?
The color drained from Seven Brown’s masked face!
She tried to struggle up, but due to the fracture, each slight movement caused a sharp, needle-like pain as shattered bone pierced flesh.
In that moment of hesitation, the punch once again swooped in!
Abel was also confused, did his punch really have such a sensational effect?
Or did the machinery malfunction?
Hmph, the more precise the armor, the higher the failure rate, it’s normal.
Abel didn’t think much about it.
The fact remained that Seven Brown seemed unable to move her hands.
Momentum is fleeting in battle.
He needed to end it quickly.
Seizing the opportunity, Abel threw several powerful punches. It wasn’t until he had created a huge pit on the ground, along with Seven Brown in it, that he stopped.
But seeing that there were no signs of the armor breaking, he could only resort to using several mechanical steel ropes to tightly bind up Seven Brown.
A few survivors from the Flood Gang wanted to rescue Seven Brown, but they were no match for Abel by any means.
Without the protection of the Gungnir Gold armor, they were killed on the spot by a few punches.
The fight was soon over, due to the intervention of an unknown, mysterious force.
The underlings of the Brothers cheered and hailed..