Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Kang De caught up to a pickup and stepped on the anti-aircraft machine gunner in the back.

He waved his sword and slashed at the top of the car, killing the driver.

Before he could save the three Asians tied to the back seat, the machine guns of the other cars swept over.

These machine gunners had probably received orders in advance or seen that their companion in the car was dead, so they did not hesitate to pull the trigger. Flames surged and bullets tore through the air.

In an instant, Kang De stomped hard and the pickup immediately flipped back. He activated Time Acceleration, grabbed the three Asians, and threw them to the ground. He supported the pickup with the chassis as a shield and enchanted and strengthened it. Gun bullets blasted over like a storm, hitting the body of the car that continuously shook and moved back.

The three Burmese people's hands and feet were tied and their mouths were stuffed with cloth. They looked at Kang De and continuously struggled and jumped like salted fish on shore. Kang De casually grabbed the nylon belts in their hands and they grabbed the cloth in their mouths and began to untie the ropes on their feet.

In the electronic command room of the airport, a few intelligence officers all stood up and looked at the image transmitted back from the screen in surprise. Someone asked in a daze, "How did the car overturn? Did you see it clearly?"

Someone shouted again, "Where's the Boss?! The convoy has already fought the enemy!"

They looked at it a few times. One of them immediately turned around and left to find Little Bob.

At this moment, the situation of the battle changed again.

"What the f*ck is this?!"

Exclamations sounded in the electronic room. In the real-time transmission image, a large yellow metal ball suddenly flew up from behind the overturned pickup truck that had been bombarded by the onboard machine gun!

It was about half a person tall. After landing, it rushed forward crazily like a violent wind and lightning.

This was obtained on the elf battlefield. It was not the Centurion War Armor that could fight Horus, but another style that was much smaller—defending mechanism.

He was not strong enough, but he was more than flexible. Considering the current situation of the hostage in the car, he was much easier to use than the centurion… Moreover, he was easier to control.

This bright yellow copper ball with complicated patterns engraved on its surface emitted a mechanical clang. The three layers of metal on the surface continuously spun like lotus petals and attacked with unbelievable flexibility and mobility. Such a thing was very unexpected, but the archers knew not to let this thing approach!

They changed targets at the same time, gave up on the overturned pickup, and fired crazily at this strange copper ball. However, compared to the stationary car, this thing was really too small and fast!

The machine guns on the car were all controlled by human hands. With the physical fitness and reaction speed of humans, they could not aim at this agile ball with snake-like movement. Even if bullets swept, they were repelled by the protective spells that continuously spun and stirred the violent wind. In fact, after being struck by the pellets, this ball became even faster!

It was absorbing kinetic energy and accelerating itself!!

"D*mn, f*ck, f*cker!"

In the blink of an eye, this large ball that was attacking with all its might had already approached the blind spots of most machine guns. In the formation of the convoy, if they continued to shoot, they would only injure their allies. The machine gunners were all turning around and shouting, "Disperse! Disperse a little more! Scatter! I can't hit it!"

The defense mechanism had already brazenly approached the second pickup.

The machine gunner shouted meaninglessly and tried his best to press the heavy anti-aircraft machine gun. Unfortunately, it was too late to turn around. The target was close. He could even see the patterns that could be said to be art on the other party's surface. The simple yellow shape looked more like an antique dug out somewhere—what was this?!

In the next moment, he understood.

The upper half of the defense mechanism opened like a lotus. The copper-yellow mechanical puppet's body stretched out from the ball and stretched. Its half-body spun, and its sword and shield unfolded. Its lower body accelerated and rushed forward, emitting a cold light!

"Merde!"

This was the French national curse, similar to f*ck.

The machine gunner of the other car watched helplessly as his companion was beheaded by this strange thing. His head was sent flying, and blood sprayed. He shouted, "What the f*ck is this?!"

After the defense mechanism beheaded at lightning speed, it accelerated and rushed forward, running to the side of the pickup truck. Facing the driver's terrified and shocked gaze, it raised its sword and broke through the window, nailing the driver and the front passenger to a string before pulling it out. Blood surged in the car and quickly covered a large area of the glass.

Then, he chased after another car.

"F*ck! F*ck, f*ck, F*ck! Beat it up, beat it up, hit it!"

The machine gunner of the third pickup pulled the trigger crazily and even forgot to let go. The machine gun roared, and the recoil continuously shook. Facing such an enemy and the threat of death, he became a recruit again.

The captain's order sounded in his earpiece. "René! Kill the Chinese in that car!"

"Go to hell! Go to hell! It's coming! It'll come!"

Death was right in front of him. He could only fight to the death. Who cared about orders? The archer howled and swept wildly at the defense mechanism, but he was easily dodged by the copper ball that had returned to its mobile form. The barrel burned, and the ammunition quickly decreased. However, the archer did not notice and howled as he watched the copper ball collide.

With a bang, the back of the pickup truck was directly flattened. The car spun and spun, and the wheels dragged an ear-piercing scream on the ground. The captain's shout sounded in the ears of every gunner, "They're hopeless! Shoot, shoot!"

His teammate's legs were still howling from the collision, and his companion in the car was also struggling desperately. Even the more cold-blooded and cruel mercenaries were not allowed to shoot their comrades.

They turned the machine gun, but they hesitated.

In the next moment, the wind in the sky howled.

A machine gunner felt something above his head. He looked up and saw a huge creature swooping down from the sky, flashing with green light wings. Its body, claw blade, and wing bones shone with golden light.

Before he could scream, his head was grabbed by the claw and he was pulled up. His brain, face, and neck were instantly shattered and he was instantly killed. His body was thrown to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The mercenaries who had witnessed all this shouted.

Even if it was a predator drone that had just shattered his teammate's head, grabbed him, and thrown him to the ground, the mercenaries would not be so frightened and shocked. A shining magic eagle was simply a shock that shook the worldview, and the fear it brought was doubled.

Death came from the sky. Apart from the fear, they raised their muzzles in unison and looked at the air to shoot crazily, wanting to knock this thing down. They hoped that a powerful gun could give them courage.

Everyone's attention was restrained in the sky.

They did not know that the invisible enemy had already descended on the giant eagle.

Kang De was already standing at the top of the SUV and concealing himself with the Invisibility Cloak. He raised his hand and threw palm-sized things at the three cars closest to him on the left. Then, he crawled into the car from the machine gun platform. In the wide SUV, there were two people in the driver's seat and three people in the back. They were two bottles of Maotai and a bottle of Qingdao beer.

They were shouting as if discussing and asking something.

Their companion, who had just stood on the gun platform in front of them, was instantly taken away. The corpse quickly fell to the left. All of this happened in front of their eyes. They were the most stunned.

A calm Burmese with calm eyes was sandwiched between the two of them in silence.

Kang De revealed his form. The three of them were clearly shocked. Before they could react, Kang De had already rushed forward like a cheetah and pressed someone's neck against the back seat. His fist struck his neck.

After three consecutive punches, with a crisp crack, he instantly died.

The other person beside him had already taken out his dagger and was about to stab out when his wrist was already held by Kang De's left hand. He pulled, twisted, and pushed. Amidst the sound of bones cracking, this person's face was already pressed against the glass of the car.

His right hand grabbed his head and knocked into the window. The glass shattered, and the mercenary's head was pushed out of the window. In his daze, the hand that grabbed his hair exerted strength again and dragged him to the side. The shattered and sharp remaining glass fragments had already rolled across the Frenchman's throat.

He twisted, twisted, and pulled with his left hand. With the cooperation of the extraction superpower, that person's entire left arm and the dagger had already been pulled off. Amidst blood, the person in the front passenger seat turned around and raised his gun. Kang De grabbed the guy's arm just now and raised the wheel to smash it, hitting his wrist and knocking the pistol down. Then, he stabbed forward. The shattered broken limb and bone struck the front passenger's face, even shattering his teeth and stuffing them into his mouth.

With a bang, that person was knocked back and collided with the front glass. His eyes turned white and his body twitched. He was about to die.

In a flash, Kang De had already taken off the dagger in his left hand and stabbed at the pilot.

At the same time, the driver suddenly stepped on the brakes.

The car suddenly slowed down and stopped. He and Kang De leaned forward at the same time. The dagger tilted and pierced the headrest of the driver's seat. A small part of the blade seeped out, allowing the driver who was leaning forward to dodge.

This driver was also an experienced person. When he braked, he had already unbuckled his seatbelt. Then, he pushed open the car door and jumped out. He already knew that a terrifying enemy had arrived in the car.

However, this terrifying enemy reacted faster than him.

Kang De punched the seat.

With a bang, his strength was transmitted. His mental strength was channeled and extracted and cracked the key parts.

In the next moment, the airbag pushed open the steering lid and suddenly popped out. The instantly expanded airbag knocked the driver who wanted to escape to the spot. The powerful expanding gas pushed his body towards the seat, intending to form a safe and fixed impact-proof position. However, the careful shooting had already become a fatal charm.

The driver's head was pushed into the seat pillow.

It struck the tip of the dagger.

He broke through his brain stem and could see a cold glint in his slightly open mouth.

Kang De pulled out his dagger, shook off the drop of blood, and cut the nylon buckle, asking, "You know who I am, right?"

The Burmese man was the leader of this mercenary. His eyes were serious, and the fear and shock in his eyes had yet to dissipate, "…Kang De! You're Kang Jinzhu's son."

A glint flashed through his eyes as he begged, "Save my people! They…"

Kang De handed him the dagger. "I'm here for this. Defend yourself."

Under the leader's shocked gaze, his figure turned into a black light and disappeared into thin air.

The Hima Eagle was a defense mechanism. The two alchemical creations in the world attracted the enemy's attention and firepower, and the true danger was in an inconspicuous place.

Another speeding SUV suddenly slowed down. The car tilted to the right and a muffled sound came from under the car. The driver shouted, "There's a flat tire! Right front wheel! Why now?!"

What he did not know was that what exploded the tire was not a bullet.

On the quickly deflating but still spinning wheel, a palm-sized worm that looked like a scarab retracted its sharp mouthpart. Its mechanical leg kicked hard, jumped onto the car, and crawled close to the window.

The small and exquisite metal mouthpiece was nailed to the glass, and the miniature Flame Demon Stone in his mouth began to work.

This alchemical scarab had many functions. It could sneak in, investigate, and fight and destroy.

Thermal energy was gathering.

"To the right! What's on the window?! Look!"

The driver subconsciously glanced and saw the increasingly obvious fiery red color. Then, he cried out in surprise.

The front passenger turned around. The glass had already been burned open by the high temperature. This metal scarab jumped up and collided with the front passenger's face with the liquefied hot glass!

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The man twisted, struggled, and wailed. The seat belt restricted his movements. His body could only continuously twist. The beetle tore open his throat without effort and blood sprayed.

Then, with the driver screaming in despair, he pounced on the other person's face and crawled into his mouth. He crawled and tore crazily along the throat, letting him let go of the steering wheel, helpless in his throat, and struggling in pain.

Another car began to collide crookedly.

The convoy was in chaos. The defense mechanism rolled and turned, approaching from another tricky blind spot. It changed its combat form, raised its crossbow, and shot an arrow through the machine gunner's head. Then, it approached. It exerted strength and suddenly flipped the entire SUV. Its sword cut towards the driver's seat at the base.

Immediately after, Kang De had already raised his sword. He activated his battle aura and with a flash, cut open the third SUV. The vehicle separated from the front and back. A fireball condensed in his left hand and exploded the two drivers who were still rushing forward.

At this point, the cars that fired crazily and interfered with the restraint had all been destroyed.

However, two SUVs that did not participate in the battle and ran the fastest drove in the direction of Moroni. After a short and exciting pursuit, they were already on the edge of the capital of Comoros.

Kang De was about to chase after him when the mercenary leader's call sounded from behind. The leader ignored his safety and ran around. After confirming the situation of his subordinates in these cars, he shouted at Kang De after counting.

"There's no need to chase after him!"

He walked over quickly and panted, "That's Little Bob's territory. It might be dangerous. Apart from the two who died in battle, my people are already here. Those two are only civilians who happened to pass by. The British, journalists, have nothing to do with you. The British government will think of a way…"

"Those French people are not following the rules." Kang De was silent for a moment before saying, "Bring your people to find a place to hide…"

He turned to continue the pursuit. The Burmese shouted behind him, "You know them?"

"I don't know him," Kang De replied to the other party's doubts. Or rather, he was only talking to himself, "We have to save him even if we don't recognize him. We have to rescue him if we don't know him. Let that old thing who talks all day see!"

At the same time, more than ten kilometers away, the Hummer was running toward Moroni.

"Kang De must have walked this way!"

Kang Jinzhu gritted his teeth, but he stepped on the accelerator and sped forward.

"This little brat!"

This Hummer was clearly controlled by someone from afar. Previously, no matter how he shouted, he did not listen and only ran around. Later on, when his son was angry, Kang Jinzhu realized that something was wrong and forcefully darted to the driver's seat to take over. There was no more driverless situation and he drove very smoothly.

He wanted to return to the capital of Comoros, Moroni. He had heard Kang De mention that the convoy had turned around. He wanted to stop his son there… Kang De's current state was very wrong.

At the airport.

In the lounge on the second floor, gunshots sounded. A bloody corpse lay in front of the door. The bodyguards heard the sound and arrived, but they saw their boss, Little Bob, holding a gun and a box. He stepped on the wound on the intelligence officer's face, causing blood and crushing flesh with a crazy expression.

"Why did you barge in? Why did you disturb me? Do you have ulterior motives for it too?"

This scene was so strange and bloody that the mercenaries who were used to killing scenes inexplicably felt a chill. However, Little Bob's prestige had been established and it was in the current situation, so no one dared to persuade him.

At this moment, his phone rang.

Little Bob picked up the phone and revealed an even more twisted smile.

"Thomas… he's already there? Very good, very good. Then let's begin!"

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