71: This time, Sherlock Holmes—will not back down!

On the flight deck of the hujian carrier,

a chilling fear, like the sea wind, seeped into everyone's bones.

"Ma... Master!"

The fanaticism on Song Qingshu's face had long been replaced by pallor and cold sweat. His voice trembled, and he almost knelt to tug at Venerable Jiang's robe corner,

"You... please think of something! Make the Spirit Turtle fight again! If this continues... we... we'll die!"

The color had drained from Jiang Zhenyue's face, replaced by a dull, deathly white.

He involuntarily took two steps back, his eyes unfocused, his lips trembling:

"No... impossible... the level isn't high enough... still not high enough... we must retreat... right! We must retreat! Save the Spirit Turtle! It is our hope!"

He suddenly seemed to grasp at a life-saving straw,

and spun around sharply,

rushing into the bridge command room like a mad dog, actually launching an attack on the grim-faced Qin Zheng, his voice sharp and distorted:

"Qin Zheng! It's all your fault! It's you! You wasted so much precious vibranium to save that damned octopus! Your hunting efficiency was too low! You couldn't feed my Spirit Turtle enough! That's why we suffered such a crushing defeat today! You must take full responsibility!"

This shameless buck-passing statement left all the Divine Summer officers on the bridge dumbfounded,

an indescribable rage soaring to their heads!

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Marshal Qin Zhenshan slammed the control panel, trembling with anger, his grizzled beard shaking violently,

"The flesh and blood energy fed to that broken turtle, if given to the Kraken, would be enough for him to crush two of those long worms! This useless thing you created looks good but is impractical! And now you have the nerve to bite back?!"

"I don't care!"

Jiang Zhenyue completely shed his pretense, roaring hysterically,

"The Rock-Armored Spirit Turtle has infinite evolutionary potential! If it can't win, it's because you fed it too little! It's the military's incompetence! Now that defeat is certain, my Rock-Armored Spirit Turtle is the only hope for Divine Summer's future!"

"You! Immediately give the order! All menshen mecha forward to cover! Use the aircraft carrier to drag the Spirit Turtle in retreat!"

He pointed at the eight towering mecha on the sea outside the window, his tone like commanding a servant:

"Those iron lumps can be rebuilt if destroyed! My Spirit Turtle must not be lost!"

"Jiang Zhenyue!!"

Qin Zhenshan's eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched, almost ready to charge forward,

"If we lose Xuanming Island and cut off the vibranium source, how will we rebuild the mecha?! You are trying to completely bury Divine Summer!!"

Just as an internal conflict was about to erupt, Qin Zheng, who had been silent, slowly raised his head.

There was no joy or anger on his face, only a bottomless calm,

but beneath that calm was an iron-like resolve.

His gaze was like a torch, directly meeting the frenzied Jiang Zhenyue,

his voice not loud, but clearly overriding all the noise:

"Venerable Jiang, I'm afraid I've disappointed you."

"This time, Divine Summer—"

"No retreat!"

The four words fell, like a stabilizing divine needle!

Qin Zhenshan suddenly reacted, letting out a thunderous roar into the communicator:

"menshen mecha unit! All units! Attack!!"

"Target the Thorned Giant Serpent! Tear it apart for me! Let these bastards see what Divine Summer's backbone is! Divine Summer's territory – not an inch shall be yielded!!"

Wooooo—!!!

The piercing battle alarm resounded through the sky!

On the sea surface,

the pale blue light in the eyes of the eight silent "menshen" giants suddenly brightened to the extreme!

Huge thrusters on their backs and legs spewed out violent, azure tail flames!

The gigantic alloy chainsaw swords in their hands, comparable to skyscrapers, emitted a death roar that tore through the air. Their massive mechanical feet crushed the waves,

like eight angry steel mountains, launching a desperate charge towards the hissing, roaring Thorned Giant Serpent!

On the uss eisenhower aircraft carrier,

Elias, the spear of dawn, saw this scene, and an unconcealed sneer of contempt appeared on his handsome face:

"Heh... dying struggles. Mere level 50 tin toys dare to provoke a level 80 Naglfar? Truly... utterly ridiculous."

President Wilson's face was even beaming with excitement, as he waved his fists:

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! The more they resist, the worse they'll lose! This is the perfect opportunity to crush all their resistance in one fell swoop! Perhaps after today, Divine Summer will be on its knees, begging us to sign their surrender! Hahaha!"

Amidst their wild laughter, the Naglfar on the sea moved!

Its massive body displayed terrifying speed completely disproportionate to its size,

like a black lightning bolt streaking across the sea, instantly closing in on mecha 005, which was at the forefront!

The pilot of mecha 005's pupils suddenly constricted, roaring as he brought the chainsaw sword down with full force!

But it was too slow!

Naglfar's thick, mountain-like tail tore through the air, carrying a sonic boom that crushed everything in its path,

arriving later but striking first,

like a giant whip wielded by a god, savagely lashing the left arm of mecha 005 that was raised in defense!

Boom—!!!!

The ear-splitting sound of twisting and bursting metal exploded!

Mecha 005's composite armored arm, capable of withstanding heavy artillery bombardment, instantly deformed and shattered like paper!

The entire hundred-meter-tall massive mecha was violently flung away by this irresistible force, like a stone thrown by a trebuchet,

traveling hundreds of meters before crashing heavily into the sea, raising a towering water column!

"Damn it!!"

The pilots of mecha 003 and 004 next to him had bloodshot eyes,

seizing a gap in the giant serpent's attack, their chainsaw swords, burning with vengeance, slashed fiercely at the serpent's body!

However, Naglfar's agility in the sea was beyond imagination. Its massive body merely twisted eerily,

narrowly avoiding the fatal strike,

a cruel glint flashing in its cold vertical pupils.

The next moment,

its hideous, bone-spiked head burst out of the sea like a submarine-launched missile, slamming into mecha 006, which was attempting a sneak attack from the rear-side, with the force of Mount Tai pressing down!

Bang!!!!

Another heart-stopping crash!

Mecha 006's chest and abdomen were instantly completely caved in and shattered!

Internal pipelines and parts sprayed out like fireworks!

The entire mecha lost all power in mid-air, spewing thick smoke and electrical sparks, plummeting into the sea like a kite with a broken string, exploding with a roar, turning into a huge fireball!

"No! We're at too much of a disadvantage in the sea! Ascend! All units! Immediately ascend! Use aerial advantage!"

The voice of mecha 002's captain roared in the communication channel. (Mecha 001 was in Fusang)

The main thrusters on the backs of the remaining six menshen mecha simultaneously erupted with maximum power flames,

their massive bodies breaking free from gravity, slowly but steadily gaining altitude!

On the hujian carrier bridge, everyone's hearts were in their throats, hoping for a turning point in the air.

In the distance,

on the uss eisenhower, Bishop Morgue saw the Divine Summer mecha struggling to ascend,

a cruel, cat-and-mouse smirk playing on his lips.

"Flying? Ridiculous. If flying were useful, why would absolute power be needed?"

He slightly raised his withered finger, pointing at the Naglfar hissing with its head raised on the sea surface ahead,

his voice like ice:

"Naglfar, shoot down all these annoying iron flies for me."