Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1387 - 122: Boss, We Took the Wrong Road (Eighth Update)

Blood Teeth Team's Deputy Captain—a Tier 7 Mutant, Iron Tiger.

Unlike the Iron Man of the sub-team, his body is made of Liquid Metal, possessing flexibility far surpassing the former while having comparable strength.

At this moment, his smile appeared demonic in the eyes of the remaining Youshi Guards.

He took large strides forward, placing his hands on the ground.

His entire being leapt toward the Youshi Formation like a hungry tiger in an instant.

A Youshi Guard fired his machine gun furiously, but all it accomplished was creating futile sparks on Iron Tiger's body.

The silver claws instantly pierced through the guard's body, and then...

With a vigorous rip of his hands!

The guard was torn apart in an instant under Youshi Wang's terrified gaze.

Covered in blood, Iron Tiger landed, licked his palms, and looked grimly at the Youshi siblings fleeing to the rear.

The Youshi Family had only ten Martial Path Grandmaster Guards, who were now retreating step by step, clearly on the back foot.

And the Iron Tiger, who didn't seem human at all, inflicted a devastating blow to their morale.

Blood Teeth Team!

He's a mutant from the Blood Teeth Team!

Wasn't the Blood Teeth Team annihilated by Thunderhawk on Grey Forest Star? How could there still be survivors here?

Bitterness began to spread in the mouths of those Fighting Grandmaster Guards holding on with great difficulty.

Iron Tiger moved his neck, his entire body of Liquid Metal writhing, and began sprouting sinister spikes.

He strode toward the center of the battle.

In such a favorable environment, without the threat of Mecha and Warships... he is God.

Sigler walked steadily across the iron chain bridge, his body swaying with the chains but showing no signs of falling.

His expression was indifferent, as if his actions were merely leisurely strolling, and the fierce wind couldn't budge his body.

Since stepping onto the bridge, he hadn't looked back once.

It was indeed fortunate to encounter Youshi Jun here.

Not even needing those sixteen Martial Path Grandmasters, Iron Tiger alone was enough to annihilate the opposition.

Almost effortlessly obliterating the hope of a major Blue Capital Star family.

Why wouldn't he take part in such a profitable venture?

The Youshi Family indeed had a close relationship with the Iris Family in the past, but it was nothing more than a master-servant relationship.

In Sigler's eyes, the Youshi Family was nothing but a dog.

This dog became the master of a Planet with the help of the Iris Family.

Now this dog isn't obedient, so…

Just raise another one.

As for the previous one, why keep it if it can be killed?

Heh heh.

Mockery flashed in Sigler Palma's eyes.

...

Bang—

"Ah!!"

A piercing scream rang out.

A Fighting Grandmaster's Alloy Blade split upon contact with Iron Tiger's head.

Iron Tiger swept backhandedly, gouging a chunk of flesh from the Grandmaster's chest, revealing stark white ribs.

Stomping foot, the immense recoil propelled Iron Tiger like a cannonball.

His right fist swelled into a sharp spiked ball.

Tiger Thorns—Big Cannon Fist!

A lingering shadow trailed, landing a blow on the Fighting Grandmaster.

The opponent's eyes widened instantly, unable to react, and his entire upper body...

Exploded instantly!

Iron Tiger's figure passed straight through the opponent's body, stopping to gaze menacingly at the Youshi siblings ahead.

Feet crossing, he twisted in the air...

Thud!

With a huge tremor, the Youshi siblings stopped in their tracks simultaneously.

That blood-drenched metal man turned his head toward them with a cruel smile.

"I've come to send Young Master Youshi to his death."

Youshi Jun stared intently at the adversary, while Youshi Wang clenched her fist until it turned white.

Feeling his sister's trembling arm, Youshi Jun's gaze remained steady, his eyelids lowering.

"Soon... you must run, as far as you can, the car is over there..."

That extremely low voice reached Youshi Wang's ears, and her eyes suddenly filled with terror.

For at this moment, Youshi Jun's voice carried a resolve to die.

Youshi Jun raised his head, revealing a sincerely genuine smile, "Who sends who, that's uncertain, isn't it?"

Iron Tiger's chilling smile widened, "Hahaha, you truly have spirit, so shortly I'll scrape your flesh off bit by bit, and you'll die very slowly."

Youshi Jun's smile vanished, stepping forward.

On his waist were four triggered high-explosive armor-piercing grenades.

Detonate the grenades to buy his sister a last chance to live.

Not the best method, but the only option now.

He, Youshi Jun, would not tolerate insult.

The sounds of battle behind gradually dimmed, and the skirmish between both guards finally reached its end.

The last two heavily scarred guards retreated behind the Youshi siblings.

As for the others in the formation... all perished.

The Iris Family lost eight members in battle, with twenty-two remaining.

All wore cruel smiles and watched the four encircled individuals.

Iron Tiger strode toward Youshi Jun.

Youshi Wang, usually gentle as water, uncharacteristically disregarded her brother's words, standing resolute.

Better to die than to suffer insult.

"You!"

Youshi Wang bit her lip, unmoving.

"Do you really think she can escape?" Iron Tiger's raspy mockery reached Youshi Jun, causing his eye to twitch.

"Your words... I heard them," Iron Tiger revealed a mouthful of silver teeth.

At this moment, despair finally flickered in Youshi Jun's eyes.

"Hahahaha!"

Iron Tiger's laughter resonated through the skies.

"Hahahaha, we're almost there."

At that moment, distant laughter echoed as well...

Yet, it wasn't Iron Tiger's echo.

Who is it!?

Engines roared closer from afar.

"Fat Brother's mascot attribute is truly unrelenting; this journey was too smooth, let's go, drive in!"

Buzz, the engine sound abruptly ceased.

"No road left, climb up."

A few seconds later...

Four pairs of eyes froze at the cliff's edge.

Iron Tiger watched the four with a look reserved for the doomed.

"Is that guy fake?"

Fat Brother muttered.

Iron Tiger's eyes shifted.

"Damn! It's real!" Fat Brother jumped up in fright, White Hair instinctively hugging Fat Brother.

He disregarded the lump of flesh in his arms.

White Hair surveyed the field of corpses...

Swallowed a dry gulp, his face betraying a smile more painful than crying.

"Gentlemen, can we say we took a wrong turn?"

Iron Tiger stared at White Hair, slowly shaking his head.

"Then should I…"

Sigler, with one foot already in the golden radiance, turned back for the first time.

He noticed a new group of people atop the cliff.

"Iron Tiger, be prepared to come in."

After uttering these words, Sigler stepped into the golden light, disappearing instantly!

With a snap.

One end of the chain bridge instantly detached, falling into the bottomless abyss below.

At the same time, in the distant view of everyone, over 400 meters away on another cliff, a new chain bridge eerily emerged once more.

This sight made everyone's heart pound heavily.

That one entering would cause the chain to detach...