"Guh... gah..."
Unwilling eyes stared at the spot where the man had just been standing. At the center of the shattered ground, Lu Chao's figure had already vanished.
He seemed to transcend everything, chasing his enemy with absolute strength and speed. In an instant, he had caught up with another Superpower Armor User fleeing in the opposite direction.
Watching this scene unfold, the Martial Artist's breathing grew weaker and weaker. Blood continually gushed from his nose and mouth, leaving him with only the metallic taste of rust.
Recent memories subconsciously surfaced in his mind. It was the order he had accepted from the Rebel leader—the command to go out and hunt down that woman. He had originally thought he could complete it quickly and even make a great contribution. But now...
He thought, "I really regret this..."
His head tilted to the side, and he completely lost all signs of life.
STOMP STOMP STOMP!
