Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 544 Iron and Fire

Whether it was Logan's daring attack or Charon's exquisite double-fist meteor hammer, both reignited the audience's emotions, and the cheers and screams erupted once again after a brief pause. At this moment, although only a very few people could discover the secrets of the clash between the two mechs, and most of the shouts were due to the previous clashes, it still put considerable pressure on the Mechanical Dragon.

Standing in the spotlight, if one's mental fortitude is not strong, one might subconsciously interpret every reaction on the field as an evaluation of one's own actions... At this moment, although the two mechanical dragons were not so affected, they still became nervous.

They felt they had the upper hand, yet they also felt they had fallen into a trap… These two completely opposite thoughts were simultaneously swirling in their minds.

But no matter what they thought in their hearts, the external confrontation continued.

The right arm of the Vowalski 40 was restrained by chains, hindering its forward movement, while the retaliatory broom slammed down towards its joint. With its right arm, meant to open the way, in control, it seemed difficult to get this massive mech moving forward.

With a deafening roar, the right arm of the Vovallsky 40 suddenly caved in and deformed, followed by a surge of chaotic electricity attempting to infect the fuselage. For Charon, the enemy aircraft was now completely at his mercy.

Luo Gandao remained expressionless. As the trigger was pulled, a series of sounds came from his right shoulder, which was not yet seriously damaged, and his locked right arm moved once again.

This wasn't an attempt to break free... quite the opposite, the mech's right arm seemed completely severed, no longer restricting Volvalsky 40 in the slightest. With the right shoulder joint released, no matter how tightly the arm was bound, it wouldn't hinder Logandao's attack.

Despite the chains and the flail striking it, the massive Vovallsky 40 started moving again, using its right shoulder, which had just been freed from its restraints, as an axis, and spun inward. The next moment, its left fist slammed into Charon's head.

With a pair of flail hammers, it would indeed be difficult to bypass this threat and strike Charon's main body directly... But what if we used his right arm as bait and then sent the entire mech into his defensive range?
Within reach!

With a deafening roar, Charon's head was ripped off, and a large portion of the outer shell protecting the cockpit was gone. Seeing Charon about to retrieve his meteor hammer, Logandao didn't hesitate; instead of engaging his minions, he severed its root. His preheated left hand extended, and the rust-inducing catalyst, originally located in the ammunition magazine on his left wrist, ruptured, releasing the catalyst through a guide tube into his left hand.

Logan pulled the control lever and raised his left hand… It was a crimson steel claw! Volvarsky 40's left hand pressed down on Charon's right shoulder, and after a boiling sound, the corrosive liquid remaining on Charon's right shoulder armor was reactivated. With the left hand moving downwards, in just a few seconds, Charon's right shoulder was severed cleanly!

The left-hand meteor hammer swept in with a gust of wind, while Logandao grabbed Charon's severed right arm and met it head-on. Sparks and debris flew everywhere, and the situation immediately became chaotic. For a moment, the audience couldn't even tell whose right arm was still attached to whose. But the two mechanical dragons knew perfectly well... Logandao had successfully blocked the most threatening attack.

The two cockpits were almost touching. Rodand glanced at his opponent and knew what he might do... He kicked out with his left foot, which then caught on Charon's right knee. At the same time, his red-hot left hand reached out again, grabbing directly at his opponent's cockpit.

With his right knee trapped, Charon was unable to lower his height by contracting his joints, thus losing his last chance to turn the tide... After his head was blown off, the cockpit was also wide open, and it was torn off by his left hand.

"Stop! The fight is over!" Before Charon's pilot could concede, a flying vehicle flew over, and the referee shouted sternly at Logan.

Logan silently raised his hand, holding the cockpit high in the air... but his intention wasn't to flaunt his victory, but rather to signify his triumph. After all, the mech's right arm was unusable.

The crimson iron hand hung high, like a banner of iron and fire, proclaiming the Allied Powers and the victory of the Central Continent Team and Logan Road in this gladiatorial contest.

As soon as the cockpit was lowered, countless personnel emerged from all directions. Some were there to rescue the United States' mech, while others were to guide the victor's return. Aircraft hovered above Logan Road's mech, various media outlets eager to take more photos, while the medical team scanned Logan Road's condition to determine if immediate treatment was necessary.

Logandao was unharmed. Following the staff's directions, he returned to his mech's support structure. He paid little attention to what happened afterward; the deafening shouts hurt his ears, and he couldn't even distinguish between the angry shouts and the cheers. Only after passing through the commotion and returning to his own hangar underground did Logandao finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Needless to say, the numerous crew members who were waiting for him praised him highly, and even everyone in the command center gave Luo Gandao a thumbs up. Even Zhao Yingkong nodded slightly when she saw Luo Gandao.

At this moment, Luo Gandao revealed a somewhat foolish smile, momentarily at a loss for words. This gladiator match felt more real than any previous rehearsal; the so-called gravitas of actual combat far surpassed that of drills. Even when practicing mechs with Mu Xiang and Alexander, or even when he was brutally beaten by Cheng Xiao, he had never felt this kind of tension.

Despite the tension and danger, they ultimately won the battle, and won it beautifully... Logandao ended the fight before the countdown was complete, tearing off the cockpit and skipping the scoring. Of course, even if a score had been calculated, judging from the points scored and the damage suffered, Logandao had already won decisively.

"You really are talented, kid!" Zheng Zha laughed, which made Alexander look at him in surprise... After all, in Alexander's opinion, Zheng Zha was also a very talented person, so it was strange that these words came out of his mouth.

Alexei turned his chair around, then stood up and clapped his hands: "Aside from the mistake with the long-range weapons in the middle... your operational details were all interconnected. The guy on the other side who won several games turned out to be an idiot with only experience. But he didn't lose unjustly; these kinds of details can't be made up for with just a little experience."

Luo Gandao scratched his head, then chuckled and said, "I'll be more careful later. It's my first time in actual combat, so I'm still a little unaccustomed to it..."

Mu Xiang shrugged. This guy really was... Alexei probably wasn't trying to reprimand him, but he still rejected all the praise and only responded to the comments about the mistakes. Was he being too modest, or too sensitive?
Alexei pondered for a moment, then looked at Mu Xiang: "Tomorrow is your match. It will not be difficult to beat the United States, that less experienced opponent... but you will inevitably shine too brightly. You can use my guards these next few days, so be careful about your safety."

Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha muttered to themselves, they were just hoping someone would cause trouble... As for Alexei's guards, wouldn't having them around affect their performance?
While thinking this, Mu Xiang's gaze passed through the ceiling of the command room, across the ground, and looked at the referee who was piloting the aircraft away.

(End of this chapter)