Updated: 2013-04-12

Since Battor had planned to retire, his image in the public's vision has gradually faded. Most of the generals who have supported a new world in the military headquarters have made outstanding military achievements in the past, but have covered their glory in the title of the Marshal. Some of them are the fresh blood that showed their sharpness in the beast tide four years ago.

Sure enough, no matter how powerful the God of War is, he will eventually surrender to time.

This former chief marshal is about to retire and retire.

He is just a stronger old man now, spending his old age as peacefully as all the elderly.

——Buffalo personally proved that the above statement is completely bullshit.

(What a joke... this old guy is not as strong as he is, right!)

Without armor, weapons are just ordinary straight swords, which have a certain degree of threat to armor. Although under normal circumstances, only after armed armor can the armor be strengthened can it cause damage to armor masters, the people of the Yi family should not be determined by common sense.

"……hiss……"

The sound of breathing in the elderly is like thunder. With the rhythm of inhalation and exhalation, the blood vessels and muscles coiled under the skin are also slumped together.

Can he delay his pace? How long can he support it?

Thanks to this body that is completely different from humans, I didn't feel the pain - Buffalo's right hand was cut off.

He held the gun with the greatest power and rate of fire with that hand, hoping to hurt the marshal at all, but unfortunately, Batto's agility exceeded expectations. The area inside the room was enough for humans to fly in it. Batto jumped between the bunkers in a roundabout way, avoiding all bullets as much as possible, and cutting them with a blade if it could not be avoided.

It is not to be captured with the naked eye. What really works is the senses that have been tempered in the dead fight for many years. The high speed of the bullet has already caught it before it reaches it. Goosebumps, which have long been judged as useless in medicine, know their dynamics before the crisis comes.

The limits of human beings can also reach this level!

"It's really ugly. Is this the achievements of the research institute?"

In addition to blood, the incision of the arm also has artificial muscles and metallic colors.

"Because I'm just a product of a abandoned plan."

“Abandoned plan…?”

Buffalo's words caught Bartol's attention.

The pause of thinking, he seized this opportunity - "Hmph!" - his remaining left hand ejected the blade from the armored mezzanine and pointed it at Bartol's head.

"Just make some cleverness..."

I turned my head and avoided it easily.

Crack!

Bartol held the handle of the knife with both hands and slammed hard into Buffalo's shoulder.

It was comparable to the heavy blow of a hammer, and the armor there was also shattered.

Strength, skills, speed, all are undoubtedly overwhelming.

He is truly worthy of being the chief marshal of the Federation.

but--

--"Um?!"

Foreign objects protruding from the corners of the field of view.

Can that arm that was cut off by itself still move?!

bite!

He barely crossed the blade side to block it, but a gap was revealed. The heavy blow just now did not knock Buffalo out, and the killer move was still on the blade of his left hand. The previous surprise gave enough time to accumulate energy, and this time he aimed at his lower abdomen - pierced him!

"Don't think about it!"

The length of the straight knife becomes a drag at this time, and there is no time to reverse the blade.

Bartol used his elbows and raised his knees. Using two joints, the hard bones inside the human body clamped the blade, "Crack!" with a dull shattering sound, but nothing ended. The Marshal stood up and jumped, and swept his legs like a razor to hit his head.

Bang—!!

The person who was kicked away hit the wall opposite hard.

"Tsk...the hard shell shape..."

Battor, when he just used the combined attack between his elbows and knees, he also injured his bones. Sure enough, human bones cannot be compared with metal armor. They probably broke a little, but they did not affect combat effectiveness.

"What is your guy...Artificial human? Biochemical warrior? Mechanical warrior?"

"Not...it's just a product of new technology."

Buffalo did not show any pain at all. Is it because the pain nerves are blocked?

He quietly picked up the broken limbs of his arm that had just been thrown away from the ground, and then combined it with the simple act of connecting the broken holes together.

Puff…like the sound of metal melting, accompanied by gentle blue light, the arms were connected together.

He tried to move: "The performance is not as good as before, but it's okay."

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"Noah—!!"

Angry roar echoed inside the research institute.

"Oh, even if you are shot, you are very energetic...why? You look like you are angry and rushing to the crown."

The person who was called the name appeared obediently.

"You won't really plan to bite me, Lyon?"

"You bastard...what did you do to my companion?!"

"Ah, those guys with you?"

Noah remembered it.

In Haiying, he used his care for his subordinates as a reward to make the Red Ape, the ninja left by the times, work for him. So Noah got his troops - [Red Ape Ninja Group]. Not only his subordinates, but also his tribe, I hope that his companions can find a better place to live.

It seems that the Red Ape's idea was shattered.

Leon was still bleeding despite the wound on his body, and he asked loudly: "You, what have you done to my companions!?"

The monsters in the Presidential Palace are the soldiers of the scientific research institute, and the origins of these soldiers are labeled as sea camps. In other words, they were all subordinates of the Red Ape.

They all turned into this look of being neither human nor ghost.
Chapter completed!