Chapter 109 Cooperation <TOC> Chapter 111 Dividing the Gold
Translator: SumTLMan
Driven by high-energy batteries, the two powered armors began to move.
These weapons, designed to combat the minions, boasted balanced mobility, firepower, and defense. Under the control of awakened manipulators, they could confront minions of equal power levels.
Some high-level awakeners even used psychic metals to modify their powered armor, removing the high-energy batteries and relying solely on their psychic energy to drive the armor.
Such powered armor, compared to mass-produced vehicles, was more like a marvel.
The Avadi-8 powered armor, specially designed for urban warfare, was smaller than ordinary powered armor, standing at only about 2.2 meters tall, making it convenient for combat within buildings.
The No. 1 powered armor raised its cannon, sweeping fire at the armored truck blocking the entrance.
The whistling shells turned into points of light, firing in a torrential downpour.
The armored truck, which could withstand direct rifle fire, was effortlessly torn apart like a paper toy.
When the security forces actually took action, they did not consider the hostages at all. In fact, the survival rate of the criminals might have been higher.
No. 1 powered armor held its machine gun vigilantly, while No. 2 powered armor kicked the armored truck blocking the bank’s main entrance with brute force, preparing to charge into the bank.
At that moment, a sharp howling sound suddenly erupted from within the bank, and a blue wave of energy, like a long river, burst out, striking the No. 2 powered armor.
This energy wave was no ordinary airflow; as the blue wave passed, the space showed a sense of fracture.
The entire powered armor was struck head-on as if by a wind cannon, flying out like a baseball. Sparks flew as the armor’s external plating, which could withstand machine gun fire, was cut by the blue wave.
“Boom!”
The powered armor landed on the ground, its armor covered in sharp gashes.
The terrified pilot opened the cockpit hatch and escaped from the powered armor.
He almost thought he was going to be dismembered by that terrifying blue wave.
“What kind of air seal is this?! What kind of holy relic?!”
Kolkhov stood up from his seat. The opponent had shown mercy; if they had used their full strength, the entire powered armor would have been dismembered by the blue wave, leaving no chance of survival.
This was a warning from the opponent, demonstrating their strength.
Kolkhov snorted coldly. As a military officer in the affiliated forces, he did not rely solely on money; his own strength was also among the top within the fourth energy level.
He stepped onto the roof of the command vehicle, raising a finger. An extreme cold air condensed into a point between his fingers.
“Ice Vein Energy Seal – One”
Alongside Kolkhov’s pointing at the bank, the freezing air shot towards the entrance like a bullet.
The freezing air rapidly lowered the temperature along its path, creating a trail of white mist.
Hicks’ face changed drastically. Kolkhov’s holy relic was no secret; it was the power of the Ice Vein, a star-level holy relic preserved by the Governor Santanu family.
Compared to the shame of star-level holy relics like Electrokinesis, the power of the Ice Vein was very practical, capable of creating devastating low temperatures with psychic energy.
Such a mass of freezing air could instantly lower the temperature inside the hall to minus twenty degrees Celsius. Moreover, the destructive power of psychic freezing air was not limited to low temperatures; it also had a strong corrosive ability, capable of infiltrating the human body and stealing warmth.
If the freezing air exploded inside the hall, there would be no chance for ordinary people to survive.
Hicks felt that the robbery was full of doubts, and he couldn’t possibly let Kolkhov kill all the witnesses.
He slammed his palm onto the ground, and psychic energy pierced through the floor. A layer of cracks spread from his palm, rapidly intercepting the freezing air.
“Boom!”
A massive rock burst out of the ground, blocking the path of the freezing air.
The extreme cold air exploded instantly, eroding and cracking the giant rock, causing it to crumble into pieces.
The shattered rock had an extremely low temperature, instantly condensing the water vapor in the air and transforming it into rolling white mist.
“What are you trying to do?”
Kolkhov turned his head, his eyes staring hawk-like at Hicks.
“Captain Kolkhov, there are still many survivors in the bank, and your attack might accidentally harm them.”
Hicks pulled his hand from the ground and spoke calmly and confidently.
Kolkhov’s eyes narrowed, certain that Hicks’ power was not simple, not just an awakened individual who had gotten lucky with resources.
“I can control my actions. If you interfere with the security forces’ operations again, I’ll have reason to suspect that you’re an accomplice to the robbers.”
Saying this, he jumped down from the bomb suppression vehicle, an intense cold air rushing out from his body.
“Resume the operation!”
He took the lead, walking at the forefront.
The security officers and enforcers wearing GP-7 armor, of course, wouldn’t be so oblivious. They followed with their guns, charging to the front.
The number one power armor provided cover from a slightly rear position.
Due to the ricochet of the machine gun, the hall was in disarray, with many people injured by the shattered bullet fragments, lying on the ground and groaning helplessly.
“Where are the robbers?”
Kolkhov grabbed an uninjured bank employee from the ground and asked.
“They’ve gone to the underground vault.”
The bank employee replied.
“How many of them?”
“Two in total. The first one took the manager to the vault more than an hour ago, and the other one just left.”
Kolkhov threw the bank employee back onto the ground, surveying the aftermath of Li Mu’s previous battle.
Particularly the dent left by Niran Zhan’s impact against the wall.
“Very powerful, a top-notch enhancer among the awakened.”
The intense impact had shattered the surface cement, revealing the steel bars embedded within.
Each of these steel bars was as thick as a thumb and had been forcibly bent by the impact.
He examined Niran Zhan’s body further.
“Relying solely on physical strength to achieve such destructive power, at least a master who has practiced for more than ten years, and has achieved mastery in energy technique. He must have practiced the White Steel Broken Stream energy. A powerful cutting force that directly severed the rigid spine.”
Kolkhov drew his conclusion with furrowed brows.
He hesitated for a moment, then picked several names, including those who were awakened and had joined the security forces from the affiliated troops and the original security officers.
“You, follow me to the underground vault.”
The mere thought of the vault filled with gold lasus made Kolkhov’s heart race, but he did not lose his composure.
Fighting an enhancer in the narrow underground vault was a foolish move, especially when there was also a formidable shaper among the enemy.