One person: Refining weapons? I told you to believe in science!

Chapter 135 Flesh and Blood vs. Machines!

Lin Quan instantly activated his speed boost, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Qiu Rang.

Sianwistan at full power, combined with Lin Quan's own speed and the nanotech armor, creates a formidable combination.

With Lin Quan's current speed, even against V, he can maintain his position for a long time without losing.

Qiu Rang had not expected Lin Quan to be so fast.

Ding!
A loud bang! Qiu Rang was instantly sent flying backward.

Lin Quan stood where Qiu Rang had just been, without a trace of a smile on his face.

Just now, my speed and the power of the nano armor were not enough to break through Qiu Rang's protective artifact.

Even without Ma Xianhong, it was only Qiu Rang who was able to forge such a high-level protective magic weapon!
As he was thinking, a deformable hammer appeared in Lin Quan's other hand.

Although nano armor has both defensive and offensive functions, its offensive capabilities are far inferior to its defensive capabilities!
Especially when facing someone like Qiu Rang, who possesses protective magical artifacts!

Just as Lin Quan took out the hammer, Qiu Rang landed safely.

Qiu Rang looked at Lin Quan, his face contorted with madness, and shouted, "It's too late! Blood Fiend Formation! Activate!"

With a shout from Qiu Rang, more than a dozen people who had been turned into puppets appeared.

Seeing these people, Lin Quan couldn't help but be moved.

Because some of these people were people that Lin Quanzhen had met before.

More than thirty puppets rushed towards Lin Quan like crazed zombies.

Lin Quan looked at the people rushing towards him and took out his food pouch.

The next second, one hundred T800s appeared out of thin air.

At the very moment the T800 appeared, another figure, completely different from the T800, also appeared.

T1000!

These people were brought by Lin Quan before they came.

This was to prevent such a situation from occurring, since no one knew what Qu Tong was hiding.

"boom--"

One hundred T800s rose up like steel walls, their silver-gray metal bodies gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

In the center of them, the liquid metal T1000 slowly stood up, its surface shimmering with a mercury-like luster.

Qiu Rang's pupils contracted sharply, but he immediately let out a piercing laugh: "Hahaha! You think you can stop my puppet army with these lumps of iron?"

Before he finished speaking, more than thirty blood-red puppets had already crashed into the T800's defenses.

These living corpses, which had been refined into magical artifacts, possessed astonishing power; the first row of T800s was even torn open with a gap.

A T800's titanium alloy arm was torn off, sparks flying everywhere.

The head of the other machine was bitten through by the puppet's teeth, and the metal skull was twisted and deformed.

Qiu Rang grinned maliciously and said, "See that? Before true weapon-forging skills, your toy is utterly useless!"

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

The T800 wreckage at the breach suddenly exploded, blasting nearby puppets to pieces.

At the same time, the T800s in the rear quickly filled in, forming a new steel defense line.

Even more terrifying, the silver figure—T1000—had already silently infiltrated the group of puppets.

"Pfft!"

The liquid metal arm transformed into spikes, instantly piercing the heads of three puppets.

The stabbed puppet struggled wildly, but the T800 quickly stepped forward to finish it off.

The puppet's body was torn in two by the T800!
With the arrival of the T1000, the battlefield situation began to reverse.

The T800s changed tactics, forming a strangulation formation of five units per group.

Instead of direct confrontation, they use electromagnetic restraint nets to restrict the puppets' movements, and then the T1000 delivers the fatal blow.

Compared to the puppets, the T800 wasn't particularly fast. However, thanks to its commander, the T1000, and its absolute obedience to orders, it was able to achieve its goal.

Faced with these thirty-odd puppets, the roles of hunter and prey have been reversed!
Qiu Rang was shocked to see his puppet retreat.

"impossible!"

"These are blood golems made from the villagers, how could they..."

Lin Quan's voice came through the mask, cold and mechanical: "You made a fatal mistake."

A T800 suddenly exploded, blasting nearby puppets into pieces.

Amidst the flying metal fragments.

Lin Quan walked over slowly: "So what if you turn a living person into a magical artifact?"

"It still can't be changed; these people are still human! How can flesh and blood compare to a torrent of steel?"

The T1000 suddenly liquefied, transforming into a silver torrent that swept across the land, causing the puppets in its path to stiffen and collapse.

Among the puppets killed by T1000, one of them suddenly regained his clarity of mind.

He scratched his throat in agony, letting out a piercing wail: "Help me!"

The situation on the battlefield can change in an instant.

As Qiu Rang watched his blood puppet army retreat in defeat, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the crimson compass in his hand.

The compass suddenly emitted an eerie red light, and the remaining blood puppets seemed to be stimulated, their eyes turning completely crimson, and their power increasing several times over!
"Go to hell, all of you!"

Chou Rang roared and drew an ancient bronze longsword from his robes.

The sword was covered with dark red blood patterns, and the wails of wronged souls could be faintly heard from the blade.

"Whoosh—"

A bronze-colored sword beam swept across, instantly slicing the five T800s in the front row in half, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

"boom!"

Qiu Rang moved through the mechanical legion like a ghost, each swing of his bronze sword accompanied by the destruction of a T800.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen T800s had been turned into scrap metal.

Chou Rang laughed wildly as he plunged the sword into the ground.

"Hahaha! Did you see that? This is the true way of weapon crafting!"

As he moved, the blood patterns on the bronze sword suddenly came to life, transforming into countless tiny blood snakes that burrowed into the ground.

The next moment, the earth began to tremble, and dozens of bronze spikes burst up from the ground, piercing through all the nearby T800s!

The T1000 quickly liquefied in an attempt to evade, but was entangled by a bronze chain that suddenly appeared.

The chains were engraved with suppressing runes, which caused the liquid metal to begin to solidify.

In the distance, Zhang Chulan, who was fighting with others, also saw this scene.

If we're talking about the person who's in the most relaxed situation right now, it has to be Feng Baobao.

So when Zhang Chulan saw this scene, he gave Feng Baobao a wink.

Upon seeing this, Feng Baobao rushed forward with the gilded ruyi, only to be stopped by three blood puppets that suddenly appeared.

These puppets also exhibited bronze patterns, and their power and speed were significantly enhanced.

Qiu Rang proudly raised the ancient bronze sword: "This sword is called 'Soul Burial,' forged from the souls of three hundred boys and girls!"

"No matter how powerful your iron lump is, can it withstand the power of a vengeful spirit?"

Lin Quan's eyes, hidden beneath his mask, grew increasingly cold.

He slowly raised his hand, and the nanotech armor began to fluctuate violently: "You think this is the end?"

Just as Lin Quan was speaking, the T800s that had just had their limbs severed suddenly started moving!
(End of this chapter)