The paper man fell lightly, taking away seventeen great warriors who regarded the glory of the mecha as their life.
More than 80 mecha pilots in the sky who had originally fled from the ground looked back. Seeing such a scene, a certain area in their hearts was torn apart.
He clenched his hand on the mecha controller, making the sound of skin being rubbed to pieces. It was soaked in blood and his hands were wet.
But in the end, I didn’t have the courage to land and risked my life!
No amount of blood and lives can stop the decline of an era.
"The technological era will eventually decline!"
Andrew, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, was inevitably touched.
Although he is the darling of the new era and the beneficiary of spiritual recovery, he belongs to this era after all.
“Maybe the technological age shouldn’t exist in the first place!”
Fang Xiu's eyes were calm, not causing the slightest disturbance due to the death of the seventeen mecha warriors who were dying.
The truth hidden behind this world is definitely not just as simple as spiritual energy recovery.
Cultivation civilization is the main theme of the world, and the emergence of the technological era is a small episode born of extreme accidents.
Kakaka
The paper figures who landed on the ground lost their target of attack and turned their gaze towards the sky. Although they possessed spiritual power that was difficult for mechas to match, they did not seem to be able to fly at high altitudes.
"They can only move on the ground and cannot fly into the air for a long time!"
Huangfu Pojun was stunned. If he had known this, so many of his companions would not have died tragically at the hands of the paper figures.
But even so, the mechas at high altitude lost the courage and idea to counterattack.
After all, the energy has long been exhausted, and the device that can replenish energy is nearby the paper man.
The two forces looked at each other, and both fell into a brief stalemate. They knew that more than thirty new mechas had arrived in the sky in the distance.
Also appearing with him were more than fifty cultivators who came with swords.
Judging from the logos on their clothes, they should be affiliated with the Academy of Sciences and the military.
"Our reinforcements have arrived!"
All the mecha pilots were overjoyed, and their out-of-control emotions stabilized a little.
"What happened? How could our mechas be so badly damaged?"
"Paper Man Technique?"
"That yellow paper man gives people an extremely dangerous feeling!"
The mecha and practitioners arrived, and when they saw the mess and paper figures below, they had two completely different feelings and thoughts.
The new pilots were shocked and confused, and immediately started their firepower and prepared to attack.
The practitioner immediately locked onto the paper man, with spiritual power surging throughout his body and on full alert, as if he was facing a formidable enemy!
"Don't act rashly. These paper figures are unimaginably powerful. Our attacks will have almost no effect!"
"As long as they don't land near the ground, they can't hurt us for the time being!"
Huangfu Pojun and others quickly warned and told the terrible things about the paper man.
"Technological force is almost ineffective!"
"No, this is definitely not true. How can there be such a gap between spiritual power and technology!"
The new mecha pilot couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it.
"If these paper figures can't fly into the air, it won't be difficult to destroy them!"
More than fifty practitioners seem to have different opinions.
Their eyes flickered, they kneaded their hands, and launched a series of extremely brilliant magic attacks, covering the ground overwhelmingly.
Although these magical attacks appear to be insignificant and lack the grandeur and majesty of technological power, the results are quite different.
Unlike the frontal hard-to-resist fire attack, when the magic attack appeared, the paper people chose to dodge it immediately.
Only when there is no way to hide, he chooses to fight back, and spiritual energy fluctuations appear on Zhi's body.
Although they can still resist the spiritual spells without any damage, the paper people's speed and agility will decrease with each resistance.
After more than a dozen waves of attacks, some paper figures almost lost their mobility, were enveloped by magic attacks, and were broken into pieces.
At the end, only one yellow paper man was left standing on the ground.
Its material is somewhat special. Although the spiritual energy contained in the paper body almost disappeared after resisting dozens of rounds of attacks, the practitioners' spells fell on it without causing much damage to it.
"Sacrificial vessel!"
Someone gave a low shout, and more than fifty practitioners kneaded the secrets again. The swords under their feet suddenly rose into the air, bursting out with bright brilliance.
"This is the power of magic!"
Seeing this scene, the mecha pilots present were deeply touched.
The paper man who tore into pieces nearly three hundred mechas was easily destroyed by the attacks of the practitioners.
Such a comparison forces them to accept such a cruel reality.
However, just when these practitioners were about to activate the magic weapon, they thought of something. Their movements all froze and they put away their swords at the same time.
"Why not destroy this paper man?" Huangfu Pojun was a little puzzled.
"It is easy to eliminate it, but you will lose the only clue to find the person behind it!" A cultivator replied calmly.
"That's right, I didn't think well!"
Huangfu Pojun nodded.
The practitioner is right, what if all the paper figures are destroyed, they are just tools in the hands of the controller.
If the real controller is not found, more than 300 mecha pilots will die in vain.
"Kakaka"
The cultivators stopped attacking, and the yellow paper man stood still for a moment. As the surrounding spiritual energy slowly disappeared into the paper man's body, it gradually regained its agility, turned around, and walked towards the direction it came from.
"You go clean up the mess below and bury the fallen!
A cultivator looked at Huangfu Pojun and ordered calmly.
"Although you have eliminated the paper men, you are not qualified to order us!"
Seeing the vaguely arrogant attitude of the cultivator, many mecha pilots present found it difficult to accept it.
Even though the power of practitioners has become a reality, it is not easy to truly recognize it from the heart.
"It's not an order, it's just the best solution to the current situation!"
The cultivator smiled slightly and said: "Anyone can collect corpses, but we may be able to track down the yellow paper man and find the real culprit behind the scenes, but what about you?"
"this……"
The mecha pilots were suffocated upon hearing this.
Although what the practitioners said was harsh and straightforward, they really had no reason or confidence to defend themselves.
"Then I beg you all to find the real culprit and avenge me and my colleagues!"
Huangfu Pojun surrendered, and then landed on the ground with the few surviving pilots to clean up the mess.
More than fifty practitioners turned into streams of light and descended towards the jungle not far away.
What a coincidence, it happened to be where Fang Xiu and Andrew were.
"Malfurion, you can't hide your identity anymore, maybe I should call you Fang Xiu!"
Andrew looked up, and when he saw more than fifty practitioners flying towards this side, a smile of relief appeared on his face.
"You are very smart!"
Fang Xiu did not deny that since the origins of the five elements in his body gathered together and the inner world was formed, there was no need to continue hiding his identity.
"It's just that you have no evidence!"
Fang Xiu raised his head, looked at the practitioners belonging to the Academy of Sciences and the military who landed from the sky, and smiled.