I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 395 - 272: Entering the Enemy Ship_l

Chapter 272: Entering the Enemy Ship_l

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The ultimate form of Divine Eagle Armor wielded its most powerful Neutron Gatling Gun, continuously firing downward while simultaneously twisting the engine direction.

Under triple power reinforcement, Harrison Clark swiftly swung his tail.

During the tail-swinging process, he still moved forward.

In the end, he almost stuck to the enemy ship and flew in a winding curve along the enemy ship’s surface for nearly two kilometers.

During this time, one silken light beam after another was shaken off and dodged by his combat intuition.

At the closest distance, the tip of his nose almost probed into the dense fog.

Even though he was protected by the vacuum of space and the Divine Eagle Armor, Harrison Clark still felt a faint chill looking at the dense fog so close to him.

But ultimately, he lifted himself up again, completing a near right-angle curve change in direction.

The long tail behind him swung, like an invisible long whip lashing at the enemy ship, causing long waves on the dense fog shield, just like a long knife splitting water.

Because of the drastic change in direction, the olive-shaped curvature bubbles trailed by the huge inertia became a centrifugal force outwards, and two hundred thousand cargo boxes were flung harshly toward the window gap in Harrison’s memory!

Two hundred thousand boxes plunged vertically into the mist.

Harrison Clark maintained his speed and once again followed the repulsion field’s force, drawing a counter-parabolic trajectory and leaving the scene swiftly.

Meanwhile, Needham Brown and others, who were originally fighting against the Eight-legged Beetles, had already tried to shake off their adversaries and drift away when Harrison launched his final charge on the Spherical Battleship.

Although exposing their backs to the enemy would leave them vulnerable to pursuit, the remaining eighty thousand elite fighters, including Needham Brown, were determined to break away from the battle.

The Eight-legged Beetles immediately responded, with two thousand units chasing after Harrison and the remaining eight thousand units desperately intercepting Needham Brown’s squad.

At this point, the invaders had finally seen through Harrison’s astonishing maneuverability and realized the enormous potential danger he posed.

Allocating two thousand units to chase Harrison showed that they took him seriously.

At this moment, Harrison was escaping entirely toward the other side of the battlefield. The two thousand Eight-legged Beetles chasing him happened to fly past the location where he dropped the cargo boxes on their way, but they didn’t bother with the cargo boxes.

In the invaders’ eyes, the insignificant two hundred thousand boxes were no different from the previous fighting units that collided with them, irrelevant and unimportant.

The ambush concealment plan succeeded!

Just then, there was a slight tremor below, and first, a faint, brilliant white light penetrated the dense fog, like the scorching sun suddenly rising in midsummer, its bright rays piercing through the dark clouds.

Immediately afterward, the light grew more and more abundant in a very short period, just like one divine weapon after another breaking through the ground.

Radial beams of light tore through the dense fog shield that was completely immune to energy weapons.

The dense fog quickly dissipated, revealing the scene inside.

Humm.

A violent shockwave quickly spread at the speed of light, and Harrison, who had flown a thousand kilometers away, looked back.

He saw the two thousand Eight-legged Beetles quickly pursuing him along a straight line over the surface of the Spherical Battleship, just about to fly past the midpoint closest to the enemy ship’s tangent, less than five kilometers away.

The Beetles’ sense of crisis allowed them to perceive the abnormalities below.

As Harrison looked back, the Beetles’ protruding, full-angle long eyes also glanced downward. At the same time, they attempted to respond by increasing their altitude to distance themselves from the dangerous area.

But it was too late.

The violent shockwave swept over, causing the Beetles’ movements to pause momentarily. They didn’t die immediately, but their change in direction slowed.

Harrison was quickly caught up.

He grunted, blood spewing from his mouth, but his rising speed was even faster.

At this moment, the universe seemed to stand still.

Two hundred thousand Particle-interference Bombs detonated simultaneously at almost the same point.

The invaders had toyed with Particle-interference Bombs, but when besieging Harrison or bombarding the Human Fleet, they had never used instantaneous cluster explosions, even when detonating hundreds of millions at a time, as it was too extravagant.

Harrison had also never seen countless Particle-interference Bombs explode simultaneously at the same point.

Unlike a single bomb detonation, the initial brief intense light quickly dissipated, and the area suddenly turned pitch black again.

No dazzling explosions or shockwaves were visible.

It seemed like a boiling mass of asphalt, its surface still bubbling.

With each bubble bursting, the energy shock and radiation intensity feedback from the Divine Eagle Armor was comparable to the explosion of sunspots.

As Harrison continued to fly at high speeds, he kept looking back with great interest, examining the scene carefully with the optical telescopic function.

In the next instant, cosmic space slightly trembled.

The terrifying energy converging at one point seemed to destroy the fundamental rules of the universe, breaking the barrier of mass-energy conversion.

Though it was an energy release from the explosion, a rock-like spherical solid was born out of it.

This rock was not stable and only lasted for less than a ten-thousandth of a second before exploding loudly.

At the beginning of the explosion, intense, colorful light flashes continued.

Then, an incredibly bright white light followed. Harrison had to adjust the tactical helmet’s panel to full black, but it was still dazzling enough to make his eyes ache.

Within the white light, numerous pitch-black particles scattered all over.

As the particles flew out, they constantly converged and dispersed. Each tiny particle released energy far exceeding that of a hydrogen bomb explosion during the process of dispersing and merging.

According to the energy calculations of the 21st century, in the early stage of the explosion’s spread, the energy released by these tiny black particles was equivalent to ten trillion 50-megaton Tsar Bomba hydrogen bombs, just enough to tear apart the Earth..