962 Rescue 2

"Third brother!!!" Sixth Divine Wind General's eyes widened and his jaw dropped when he looked back and saw this scene. Wanting to turn around to rescue him, his back so happened to be hit by Ice Cicada. His whole Mech was covered with white frost and his action became slow.

At this moment, Fourth Divine Wind General who was having a close combat with Ice Dragon suddenly spun around and struck Sixth Divine Wind General's back with his two knives.

He acted extremely fast. Despite being hit by Ice Cicada, it was as if nothing had happened. Needless to say, it must be some kind of trick that he and Ice Dragon were playing.

Bang!

Sixth Divine Wind General forcefully raised his arm to use a backhand with his armor and deflected the blade and avoided the danger of being cleaved at the cockpit. But because of this, one of his arm was also cut off by the two knives. He crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Meanwhile, Third Divine Wind General, who was pierced through, slowly and silently disintegrated into a mass of black particles. It seemed that there was something weird about the weapon used by Seventh Divine Wind General.

At this time, the giant tree discharged several white light spots again. Numerous Mechs were snatching it madly. The situation became increasingly chaotic.

Fourth and Seventh Divine Wind General exchanged a look with Ice Dragon in the sky.

"Don't bother about him. Grabbing the thing is more important!"

Fourth Divine Wind General spoke in a low voice.

The three broke up and darted straight towards three light points.

The change of events here was only a small one among the three forces. Not only here, there were also powerhouses from Polar Region who rebelled. Under the circumstance where several of the Inherited Level powerhouses were unprepared and did not completely activate their force field, they were sneakily attacked by their own powerhouses, injuring and killing many.

Even Black Star spun around and battled with Medero and the many powerhouses from the same region. He seemed to be at ease as he strolled about, clearly a traitor in this operation!

More than half of the powerhouses in Blackboard Laser Coalition rebelled and fell apart.

The battle situation in the sky was chaotic.

On the top of the hill, Garen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the direction in which Sixth Divine Wind General fell. With a thought in mind, a Big Wild Wolf slowly stepped out from behind and knelt beside him.

Reaching out, he gently stroked the head of the Big Wild Wolf.

"Sixth Divine Wind General...that's him?"

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Below the giant tree, nearby the Seventh Ruins.

Wreckages of battleships and Mechs of all sizes were scattered all over the ground. Pits of different sizes were formed as they crashed into the ground. Some places still had fire burning slowly. Occasionally, there would be a loud blast caused by the explosion of the kinetic furnace.

In a larger dark pit, a dark blue humanoid Mech with its right arm broken was lying silently in it.

Du...

The Mech cabin opened automatically and a human body wearing a black combat suit and a helmet rolled out from the inside. His entire body was bundled up tightly and there was a white word, Wind, on his shoulder.

He weakly rolled over to the bottom of the pit, unable to move at all. He forcefully turned over and looked up at the complex battle situation in the sky. His vision gradually began to blur.

'Body health index dropped to twenty, warning, warning! Peripheral nerves damaged in large areas, Willpower cannot control the body, Willpower core is seriously impaired. Please send a distress signal immediately. Please send a distress signal immediately!' The built-in intelligence of the combat uniform continued to sound.

"Hehe... Can't control?" He smirked. The sharp pain in his body came wave after wave. That sneak attack and direct hit from Ice Dragon's Ice Cicada had heavily injured him completely. His consciousness became more and more blurred and unclear at this time.

'Warning! Warning! Please send out a rescue signal right away. Sixth Divine Wind General, Your Excellency, your physical condition is very bad. Failing to get help in half an hour's time will lead to permanent paralysis!' The sound of built-in intelligence kept on ringing.

But he could not hear it clearly anymore. The voice in his ears seemed to be getting farther, and farther...

Send out a distress signal? Now the people of Blackboard and Polar were being hunted down. It was already difficult for them to protect themselves. Who would come and help him? Could help him? Sending out a signal would only draw the enemy.

"Not-falling Level..." He finally managed to raise his hand and with his last effort, pressed the intelligent system switch on the combat suit to completely shut down the system. The noisy warning sound disappeared completely.

His eyelids continued to drop and become heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier. The light in front of him was also increasingly dimmed.

"Finally... found you..." Vaguely, he heard someone talking.

Is it the enemy? This thought flashed through his blurry mind.

The view before him moved, like someone was helping him up.

Pap pap! Pap Pap.

A few slaps on the cheeks, but no pain was felt.

"Still alive? That's good!"

His eyelids finally closed completely. This sentence was the last sound he heard.

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No idea how long it had been...maybe a day, maybe two days or maybe more.

He began to awaken and his body felt warm. The sun was shining on the skin of his body.

"Sun? How can there be sunlight shining through the protective clothing onto the skin in the radiation belt?" His brain was still somewhat chaotic.

"You're awake?"

A man's voice sounded around him.

At the third floor of the basement in a gray-black single stone room, Garen hands were in his pockets. He had changed his clothes at this time to the ones stripped off from the Mech pilots who died in the battle. His previous clothes were tattered since long ago. So he grabbed a few more sets back during the chaos in the battlefield. Unfortunately, there were a number of others who were also searching the corpses like he did. The rest of the Inherited Level corpses were seized by others. Since he was now physically injured, his strength was too weak. Being able to bring this guy back was considered good enough.

He looked at the guy on the sickbed who was wearing a tight-fitting black combat suit with a big word, Wind, on his shoulder. His head was wrapped in a helmet and there was no way to see what he looked like.

In order to avoid any misunderstanding from the other party, he did not touch anything on this guy's body, not even his clothes.

"Have something to eat." Garen gestured with the fish soup in his hands. It was just cooked and was emitting steam and aroma. The thick fish soup had fish and dissolved fishbone in it, making the whole soup a pale white.

Sixth Divine Wind General tried to move his arm but there was no response.

"It was you who rescued me?" He asked in a small voice.

"Who else?" Garen shrugged and placed the fish soup on the stone table.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Garen, the newbie who was once rescued by you, the one who offended Seventh Divine Wind General and was almost gotten rid of. Remember?"

Six immediately recalled that he had indeed rescued a beginner-level genius. His name was Nonosiva?

He looked at Garen, eyes puzzled and alert.

Garen smiled.

"Nono was my name. Now, I'm called Garen."

Six nodded after a moment of silence.

"I remember you."

"Things will be easier then." Garen laughed. "Since you have regained consciousness, is there a good way to treat yourself? You are a Divine Wind General, Inherited Level top pilot! You would have some means, right?"

"..."

The smile on Garen's face could not hold out any longer.

"You don't have? You're Divine Wind General! Inherited Level top pilot? Don't tell me you don't have any first aid treatment method!?"

"..."

Garen was baffled. Looking at the silent and pitiful Sixth Divine Wind General, he sighed.

"About your physical condition, you should be clear about it, yea? Same as mine, being injured by residual Willpower. Most of your Willpower had to be used to resist the opponent's Willpower. If you want to recover, the duration has to be counted by years."

"I know." Six nodded. His head was the only part that he could move freely for now. "The entire body's nerves had broken down, the body and Will had been separated and most of the Willpower is being suppressed. I am basically a useless person now. My strength is not even half of what it was during my peak period."

Garen was speechless. This guy knew everything and his situation was even worse than himself back then. At that time, he was only hurt by the little Willpower released by Inherited Level. This guy was attacked by the enemy who wanted to completely kill him. If it were not for his powerful Willpower, the general person in his condition would have exploded and die any minute. He was simply a human bomb.

The Willpower remained in his body was constantly trying to blow him up from the inside so that he was in a kind of internal tearing pain at any moment.

"What are your plans for now?" Garen asked. "I saved you merely because you have saved me back then. One for one."

"One for one?" Six repeated and did not speak.

Time passed slowly. He did not speak for a long time. His eyes looked misty and he seemed to be recalling something.

"They won't let me go. They will definitely come here to search for me. It is better for you to throw me out. Otherwise, even if it's in the radiation belt, you will also die." Six said plainly.

"I certainly know that powerhouses like you will not be easily let go, different from me back then." Garen said naturally, "So I intend to leave immediately. From the looks of it, Blackboard and Polar are bound to be chaotic."

"You can't escape."

"I have my way."

"The strength of the regions is not what you can imagine. Even in the radiation belt, you and I can't run. We are dead," Six said plainly.

"No, we're not. My way can definitely avoid them!" Garen said assuredly.

"What do you know...? You're just a little guy who hasn't even touch the barrier..." Six sighed. "In the five levels of Inherited level, the third Non-falling Level powerhouse's strength is beyond your imagination. No matter how we escape, we are sure to be dead. It is only a matter of time."

"Little guy? What right do you have to say that I'm a little guy?" Garen laughed and was not angry. The way of Energy Machinist could not be simply leaked out so naturally, the other party was unclear since he did not know.

"I have lived for more than 500 years. You tell me, do I have the right?" Six answered calmly.

"500 years old!" Garen was shocked. Even though he had now travelled through a few worlds, but whether he was 500 years old was still in question. From this point of view, besides having richer experiences than the other party, this guy truly had the right to call him a little guy.