The Professional Rankings, in twelve volumes, each bearing the name of my lord.

Leon's voice carried a hint of smugness.

"Commander Zhang, don't be so heartless. Our interstellar faction has never killed your soldiers on the lunar battlefield. Why hold such a deep grudge?"

Zhang Erhe Road.

"What interstellar faction, what return faction—they're all celestial beings, they're all enemies!"

As he spoke, Zhang Erhe raised his hand again, the blade aimed at Yue Sheng, who was flying towards the sky.

Zhang Erhe is about to attack again!

Song Gua estimated that those two Terminators wouldn't be able to stop them.

But the two robots, still holding the unconscious Yue Sheng, continued to ascend into the sky.

Isn't this just walking into someone's clutches?

Miss Butterfly, hurry up and unleash your ultimate move! If you can't, I'll come up with something special for you!

Thankfully, Miss Butterfly spoke up.

"Commander Zhang, you should put away your broken sword. Don't waste your energy. I will definitely take Yue Sheng away today."

"You think you can take your GD-660? Do you even know how many GDs I've destroyed on the lunar battlefield?"

Leon in GD-550 speaks with an air of schadenfreude.

"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad. I have all these valuable videos here. Here, I'll play one for you."

Two beams of light shot from the eyes inside the GD-550, projecting a large screen into the night sky.

The footage shown was a shocking scene of Zhang Erhe, dressed in heavy black armor, tearing apart a mecha with his bare hands on the crater-strewn lunar surface!

Song Gua couldn't help but sigh.

Clergy are really awesome!

Despite its impressive and futuristic appearance, the giant mech, judging from the footage Leon showed, is definitely no match for a clergyman in a one-on-one fight.

The clergy truly represent the pinnacle of the external force system of professions.

But, Miss Butterfly said.

"Who told you I only have one GD?"

"What?"

Zhang Erhe's movements faltered.

He looked up and saw that below the clouds, a large number of warships, fighter jets, and drones were slowly removing their optical cloaking layers.

A rough count reveals that there are at least two hundred of these aerial combat machines of various sizes!

On the large warships that shrouded the clouds and moon, weapon launchers of various shapes were rapidly adjusting their angles, all aimed at Zhang Erhe.

Leon laughed loudly.

"Hahaha! Commander Lisa, you're using this trick again? Don't be afraid of Commander Zhang! All of that in the sky is fake. It's just light and shadow projected onto the sky using high-resolution holographic projection. I was fooled by her before! This thing is no different from the illusion arrays that you professionals often use!"

Before he finished speaking, one of the warships quickly adjusted the angle of its cannon and fired a shot at Leon.

"Bang!!"

Leon was now dancing with glee, his hands long since leaving the control panel.

When the blast came, he was at a loss and frantically slapped the control panel, causing the entire mech to dance wildly.

The mech's right shoulder was hit by the blast, cracking open and smoking, with sparks flying everywhere.

"Really?! You transferred troops from the lunar battlefield? Who gave you that authority?!"

The distance between the Earth and the Moon is quite considerable.

Leon knew that she couldn't have been transferred here temporarily; she had been prepared for this for a long time.

Leon realized that Miss Butterfly's plan to breach the sky might have been a huge success.

Earth is in trouble. Their fragile technology simply cannot withstand the direct firepower of the Returning Faction hitting the surface!

"Sizzle—"

GD-550's eyes retracted the external projection.

"Click-clack..."

The GD-550 quickly transformed into fighter jet mode, accelerated with a "bang," and sped away.

"Commander Zhang! I've decided not to help you anymore! I can't betray my home planet! My damned sense of patriotism!"

Leon ran away.

Miss Butterfly didn't take him seriously and couldn't be bothered with him. All she wanted to do now was take Yue Sheng away.

Zhang Erhe also didn't see him as a threat and let him go as he pleased. Now, he only wanted to save Yue Sheng's life.

Countless high-tech weapons were aimed at Zhang Erhe, while Zhang Erhe's knife was aimed at Yue Sheng, who was being carried into the air by two robots.

Both sides remained motionless, locked in a silent standoff.

How things develop next depends on whether Zhang Erhe chooses to kill Yue Sheng despite the hail of bullets, or let Yue Sheng go.

Song Gua and the clones superimposed on him all tensed up.

"Yue Sheng is really having a tough time."

"Miss Butterfly is so cool! Not only does she pilot a Gundam herself, but she can also mobilize so much armed force!"

"This is a true powerhouse woman!"

"I bet five dollars that Zhang Erhe won't dare to make a move."

"Add one, the technology of the celestial beings is qualitatively different from that of Earth. Their firearms can rival the skills of professionals."

"I bet ten dollars that Zhang Erhe will definitely make a move!"

"Why? Because if we make a move, we might get blasted to smithereens."

"Because this is an avatar he created using his talent! Isn't that just a clone?! Think about that old thief, and then think about us!"

"Oh my god!"

A district-wide announcement broke the stalemate.

[The main crystal of the China region has been shattered. The Abyss Invasion will now be deployed across the entire region. All cities, please prepare to defend yourselves!]

The moment the announcement appeared, Zhang Erhe made his move!

With a flash, so fast that his afterimage was invisible, he arrived beside the two Terminators who were still rising in an instant.

A single, powerful slash, heavy and forceful, capable of uprooting mountains!

"when!!"

One of the Terminators took a knife for Yue Sheng.

But when Zhang Erhe exerted force, his skill burst forth from the blade, shattering it completely on the spot, with various parts and fragments scattering from the air with a "clatter".

Zhang Erhe's attack rhythm was extremely fast. After taking down one Terminator, he quickly swung his knife and continued to slash at Yue Sheng.

Unfortunately, the celestial beings' weapons were also quick to react, and their attacks had already arrived.

Various laser beams, tracking missiles, ultrasonic attacks, and handheld melee weapons bombarded Zhang Erhe.

These attacks came from all directions.

If Zhang Erhe can defend one direction, he certainly can't defend the other.

Zhang Erhe's choice is...

No precautions!

Kill Yue Sheng with all your might!

The clones guessed correctly.

This is just an avatar of Zhang Erhe.

If he dies, he can create another one.

Therefore, he didn't care about his own life or death.

His hands transformed into a stretcher, supporting Yue Sheng, the Terminator. Half of his body deformed and reassembled, completely enveloping Yue Sheng and forming a light blue protective shield.

Immediately afterwards, a small, dark blue ball flew out from his other half of his body.

"Can it be used as bullets?!"

Zhang Erhe's knife struck the small blue ball precisely.

The blue ball exploded instantly!

This explosion was very strange.

There was no loud noise, no flames, no vibration.

Only a single blue light flickered in the night sky.

But Zhang Erhe seemed to be in great pain, painfully dropping the knife in his hand and falling freely while covering his face.

Miss Butterfly's troops were hit by all of their multiple barrages at that moment.

Zhang Erhe was engulfed by a burst of flames and explosions.

Yue Sheng was protected by a light blue shield and was unaffected, but he and the outer shell protecting him were also in free fall.

Song Gua pushed off with his feet, using the flight ability of the Boots of Arcane Arts to soar into the air and catch Yue Sheng.

Immediately afterwards, without stopping, they sent Yue Sheng to the red mecha that was falling and trying to catch him.

A giant mech and a tiny bandit, one moving from top to bottom, the other from bottom to top, like a relay race of life.