130: Anyone who touches my reverse scale will die! Lin Mo's murderous intent!

The moment the command was given, the entire battlefield situation changed.

The right-wing fleet, which had been fiercely entangled with Lin Mo and Fafnir, unhesitatingly abandoned resistance, overloading their engines and desperately attempting to break away to the periphery.

They didn't even bother to maintain basic defensive formations, only seeking to escape the shadow of death cast by that black asura and ancient giant dragon.

On the other side, Vulture Fleet's central formation and the remaining warships of the left wing, like a pack of sharks smelling blood, instantly rotated all their gun barrels.

Hundreds of thick cannon barrels gleamed with destructive crimson light.

Like countless eyes of the God of Death opening.

Unanimously, they locked onto the blue electric light that was wildly dancing through the left-wing fleet's formation!

"Hm?"

Gu Zhixia, who had just speared through the Bridge of a frigate, immediately noticed the abnormality on the battlefield.

She could clearly feel that the previously dense network of firepower around her had suddenly become sparse.

And on the other side, an unprecedented surge of energy, powerful enough to make her skin tingle, was rapidly converging.

It was like a pack of wolves, originally spread out for the hunt, suddenly tightening their encirclement, aiming all their fangs at her as a single target.

"They want to focus fire and take me out?"

Not only did Gu Zhixia show no fear, but a more intense flame ignited in her cool phoenix eyes.

Was this contempt?

No, this was acknowledgment!

Acknowledgment that her, Gu Zhixia's, threat had grown so great that it required the sacrifice of half a fleet as bait, and the full firepower of the other half toEncirclement and suppression her!

"Bring it on!"

The thunder dragon mecha's engine let out a high-pitched hum, and blue electric light surged wildly across its body.

Facing the impending, overwhelming saturation attack, she did not choose to retreat.

Instead, she charged defiantly towards the central formation, where thegunfire was densest!

She wanted to use the wildest, most unreasonable method to smash through their core!

However, the Vulture's trap was far from over.

Just as Gu Zhixia transformed into a blue meteor, about to collide with that deadly barrage.

A dozen torpedoes, trailing strange blue electric arcs, silently shot out from several specially modified "Slaver" destroyers behind the left-wing fleet.

Their speed was not fast, even a bit sluggish.

But the moment they were launched, they entered a semi-stealth state, perfectly blending into the surrounding violent energy torrent.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The world-destroying barrage arrived.

Gu Zhixia pushed the mecha's performance to its limit.

The thunder dragon mecha in her hands seemed to transform into a ghost without substance or mass.

She drew out strange, uncatchable zigzag lines through the gaps in the firing lines.

The high-frequency vibrating particle spear in her hand spun into a dense, impenetrable wheel of light.

Each parry was like the precise heartbeat of the God of Death.

She carved a bloody path through the storm of projectiles.

At the moment of her utmost concentration.

"Now!"

A cold, hunter-like glint flashed in the Vulture's single eye.

Those dozen magnetic storm torpedoes, which had been lurking for a long time, suddenly accelerated!

They were like venomous snakes coiled in the shadows, revealing their deadly fangs at the moment their prey least expected it!

"Warning! High-intensity EMP pulse source detected!"

"Warning! Mecha being locked by strong magnetic field!"

Piercing alarms finally blared frantically in the thunder dragon mecha's cockpit.

Too late.

The dozen torpedoes formed a perfect spherical encirclement about a hundred meters from it.

Then, simultaneously, they detonated with a roar!

There was no fiery explosion.

Instead, a gigantic cage of pure, violent blue-white electromagnetic pulse instantly unfolded!

Zzzzzzzzz—!!!

Gu Zhixia felt her vision blur, all the screens in the cockpit instantly burst into a series of dazzling static, then plunged into a dead silence of darkness.

The mecha's engine let out an unwilling wail, all the energy being outputted was instantly neutralized and disrupted by that unreasonable electromagnetic storm!

The blue electric light flowing across the thunder dragon mecha's surface extinguished in an instant.

The entire mecha, like a toy with its power cut, instantly froze all its movements.

Under the effect of inertia, it tumbled helplessly in space.

"Controls... are unresponsive."

Gu Zhixia slammed the control panel, and for the first time, a trace of shock mixed with anger and disbelief appeared on her always proud and confident face.

But, it was only shock.

She took a deep breath, her gaze instantly returning to the cold resolve of an ace pilot.

"Force restart backup energy core!"

"Neural connection system, switch to physical link!"

Her hands moved across the unresponsive control panel in a dazzling display of operations, directly opening the manual panel and beginning to execute the lowest-level commands.

She had not lost yet!

"Success!"

The commander of the "Slaver" squad let out a jubilant roar in the channel.

"Target mecha disabled! Repeat! Target mecha disabled!"

"Well done!"

The Vulture's voice sounded, stopping the cheers that were about to erupt in the channel.

His tone was still cold.

"The target is extremely valuable. Order the capture team to advance and prepare for live capture."

"Everyone else, maintain suppressing fire, don't give her any chance to breathe!"

A net of fire, formed by the firepower of hundreds of warships, slowly tightened around the blue mecha tumbling helplessly in space.

They wanted to slowly enjoy the futile struggles of their prey in the trap, like true hunters.

"Zhi Xia?"

On another part of the battlefield, Lin Mo's always calm voice, for the first time, was tinged with a bone-chilling coldness.

In his pupils, the scene of Gu Zhixia being swallowed by the electromagnetic cage was reflected.

He controlled the "asura" mecha, splitting a cruiser that tried to entangle him in half with one sword.

The massive explosion of fire illuminated the "asura"'s crimson electronic eyes.

The light was as cold as the demonic fire from the depths of hell.

He abandoned all the easy victories within his grasp.

The massive demon wing thrusters suddenly spewed dark golden flames, and the "asura" transformed into a black comet of death, charging defiantly towards Gu Zhixia's direction!

Not anxiety.

It was fury!

It was the undisguised, cold killing intent of a deity whose majesty had been provoked by mortals!

"Want to save her?"

"Too late!"

The Vulture's cold voice echoed across the battlefield.

"Central Fleet, open fire at will!"

"Stop him!"

Dozens of warships, already on standby, immediately formed an incredibly thick wall of projectiles, precisely spanning the chasm between Lin Mo and Gu Zhixia.

It was an insurmountable chasm, built of despair and death.