Flores Wanda almost choked on the spot, and what made him want to hold his breath was that Ke'ermo actually hesitated for a moment.
What are you hesitating for?! Do you really think you can turn back at this point? Me and my hometown? Your hometown now wishes it could scatter your ashes to light a blast furnace! Not even the universe spirit can soothe your soul's resting place!
Wanda wanted to say that, but he knew that saying it would be overturning the table.
Then, what made him feel a little horrified was that the other party trembled uncontrollably, even the light spear in his hand was shaking slightly, the light blade cutting through the air, emitting a 'buzzing sound' of an internal struggle.
Even the white carapace on his body seemed to be flashing with uncertain bloody light!
Just as Commander Wanda was thinking about whether to release the nanomachines from his wristband and directly assemble an ion cannon to give the opponent a righteous backstab, he saw Ke'ermo take a deep breath, and he seemed to have put down some heavy burden, his fighting spirit and aura seemingly rising a few more points.
He said loudly in a clear tone: "...Don't worry, it's come to this, we're Dinosaur Bird eggs from the same hole. Do you think I'd still be affected by such despicable words?"
Doesn't it feel out of place to say a Luminar proverb in Earth language?
Wanda was speechless; at this moment, he could only choose to trust the other party, so he stopped paying attention to the enemy's situation and once again focused all his attention on the connection between his hands and the ground.
Despite this, he still carefully withdrew a portion of his spiritual energy, vigilantly eyeing Ke'ermo's back.
"It's not that I don't trust you... it's for everyone's good! Anyway, I just can't control my suspicions, so it's better to be prepared in advance."
Commander Wanda is such a straightforward and sincere person, without pretense or affectation, and he has always been proud of it!
He was preparing to make his spiritual energy resonate with the ground, creating a life-and-death wheel that would carry the entire field, a spiritual energy array known as the 'Soul Slaying Array'.
As a practitioner of the Pure Star Ring, and as a 'healer' profession in the interstellar era, Flores Wanda, the Commander, had basically never done any great work of saving lives and helping the injured. However, he also knew that 'Pure', in essence, was the application of life force. While spiritual energy users of this Star Ring were indeed not suitable for direct combat, if they cultivated to a certain level, for example, like Master Wanda who had reached the Five Rings and understood the concept of positive and negative life force, they would also master the most fatal killing moves.
Wanda had also been doing his best to strengthen his ability to deal with enemies, which was the most important reason for his tireless research into various spiritual energy arrays.
Now, the life-and-death wheel, improved by Array Master Wanda, can spread up to a hundred miles away, surpassing the official historical record of the Virtual Spirit Temple. Within the influence range of the life-and-death wheel, all life forms will be brought under his control; with a thought, he can grant them life, and with a word, he can cause their death. In this life-and-death wheel, he is a true god whose words are law, capable of reversing life and death with a mere thought!
...Of course, this so-called 'all life' still needs to be debated. However, Wanda still deeply believed that a few mere minions, a few one or two-ring novices, were definitely included in this 'all'.
The premise is that he has to unfold this array!
All ultimate moves require casting time, especially domain and array techniques like the life-and-death wheel, which is also an iron rule of the multiverse!
Wanda needed capable comrades to buy him time!
So, was this comrade, who had sworn 'shoulder to shoulder until death' only a minute ago, worthy of trust?
A silver-gray halo had already appeared under Ke'ermo's feet. This was the 'Array Defense Halo', a spiritual energy combat skill belonging to the 'Throne' Star Ring. With the enhancement of such a combat skill, he felt as if he had transformed into an insurmountable mountain. Even facing a thousand armies, he could surely maintain a calm mind and an unyielding fighting spirit!
The Luminar calmly observed the enemies rapidly approaching him.
Perhaps due to the deterrent effect of his previous Atomic Light Spear, the enemies knew it was pointless to hide in the bushes any longer and decided to charge, relying on their numerical advantage.
The one who initiated the attack first must be a spiritual energy user belonging to the same combat faction as himself. After all, in such a close-quarters battle with clear friend-or-foe distinctions, ordinary soldiers simply couldn't interfere.
...Of course, if the opponent was a cruel and foolish Commander, they might send ordinary soldiers to charge first to exhaust his stamina. But since the opponent knew to set up an ambush here, it was unlikely they were a fool.
Sure enough, the person who leaped out of the bonfire was the first to charge at him.
The opponent was carrying a two-meter-long beheading greatsword, and his power exoskeleton must have been reinforced with propulsion and armor. Concealed by firelight and smoke, the gray-rock-colored skin seemed to be plated with a layer of metallic cold light, appearing somewhat distorted. But Ke'ermo was still able to confirm that the opponent should be a Highlander, either from the Blood Road or Shura.
In just the blink of an eye, that Highlander had already charged to within five or six meters of him. The person hadn't arrived, but the sword momentum had. The opponent's grip on the sword seemed very light, but with a casual slash, sword shadows overlapped, as if stirring up a thousand waves.
It's a spiritual energy martial art!
"By the universe spirit, this enemy is indeed worth fighting!" Ke'ermo repeated to himself again.
The person behind that Highlander was also wearing a power suit and helmet, making their appearance and age unclear. Surprisingly, this person was wearing a gray and white medical special armor. Of course, since it was a mecha weapon capable of going to the battlefield, it was fully equipped with the necessary weaponry.
This medical soldier held an automatic rifle tightly in one hand, and a power hammer inverted in the other.
Hmph! A typical minion's equipment! Even if they're a spiritual energy user, they're probably a novice! Ke'ermo thought disdainfully.
I never kill medical personnel, but if you come to me yourself, then you can't blame me!
The Luminar warrior began to sink slightly, raising the light spear in his hands above his head, in the starting stance of the 'Storm Breaking Spear', one of the secret martial arts of the Imperial Star Realm Knight Order.
...Of course, it's called a secret art, but we all know that any secret known by more than three people will eventually be known by everyone in the All-Galaxy. Even now, there are at least eight thousand to ten thousand Star Realm Knights and Squire Knights who practice 'Storm Breaking Spear Art' as a spiritual energy martial art, so it's naturally impossible to prevent its spread to the outside world.
Thus, it seems quite reasonable that the leader of a native rebel army in a remote star system would know the spiritual energy martial arts of the Star Realm Knight Order.
Ke'ermo felt the texture and weight of the light spear with his hands, then extended his spiritual energy to the light blade, feeling the intense heat of the energy, and calmly observed the flaws in the opponent's sword shadow.
Let's see whether the storm or the waves are stronger, I don't know. But I do know that under the power of the Atomic Light Spear, that greatsword in your hand, even with its power device, is nothing but scrap metal!
The Luminar warrior's upper body bent slightly, just about to thrust the light spear in his hand straight at the enemy's throat, when his heart instinctively tightened. Almost with a reflex-like keen movement, he raised his light spear, and then felt a 'Duang' sound of impact. He felt as if he had hit a mass of air compressed into an explosive, and the shock made his wrist feel somewhat numb.
This is definitely not an ordinary bullet! No, I didn't feel the physical presence of a bullet just now... So, this must be a spiritual energy bullet!
This momentary stiffness was almost fatal in a battle of this level. Before Ke'ermo could recover his stability, the Highlander's sword had already come down.
And almost at the same time, another bullet whistled and slammed into his chest.
If it were anyone else, this time they would likely be doomed. However, Ke'ermo's mind remained astonishingly calm in the face of danger. His remaining two hands, which had been hidden behind him, directly dropped their firearms and switched to daggers, one held horizontally, one for parrying.
The horizontally held dagger finally deflected the projectile that was rushing towards his chest, but the small-scale air explosion it caused still injured his wrist.
The second sniper used a force field oscillation bullet! That was a special bullet specifically designed to destroy spiritual energy user shields.
At this point, Ke'ermo naturally guessed that there should be two enemy snipers ambushing in the dark.
However, even knowing that wouldn't change the current situation.
His dagger precariously parried the Highlander's descending sword, as if he were using chopsticks to block a watermelon knife.
Fortunately, Ke'ermo's strength and martial arts were absolutely top-notch, and he finally managed to deflect the opponent's sword edge by a hair, preventing it from directly splitting his head open. But how could the immense power of that cleaving strike be completely negated by a dagger?
The Highlander's sword sliced across his shoulder, actually tearing a crack in his composite shoulder armor, breaking through the carapace, penetrating three inches into the flesh, reaching the bone, and then directly scraping off a large chunk of flesh and blood.
The Luminar's facial carapace twitched with pain, but he gritted his teeth. Instead, he used the recoil from the bullet and the sword blade to smoothly bring his light spear down, preparing to take the opportunity to strike the Highlander as well.
At least he had to make him bleed! Otherwise, he really couldn't keep fighting!
But such an opportunity was not given. The Luminar was directly hit on his wound by a plain spiritual energy impact. Normally, such a basic spiritual energy material technique, taking one or two hits, would be fine. But this time, this utterly un-knightly attack, struck him so hard that he instantly felt invigorated, his scalp tingled, and just the twitching of his cheeks from the pain stimulus almost caused the nerves in his face to collapse.
He felt as if his flesh, bones, carapace, and even his blood vessels and nerves, were all boiling into a pot of scalding thick soup at his wound, bubbling within the wound itself.
When pain truly exceeds the body's critical point, it is far beyond what willpower can overcome.
He staggered a step, half his body seemed to lose sensation, and then, his chest was fiercely stomped by that Highlander, and his abdomen was hit by another spiritual energy impact.
His injured body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, directly hitting the rock wall behind him with a 'Duang' sound.
However, even so, he still hadn't completely lost consciousness. His eyes were bloodshot, staring at the enemy in the medical mecha, as if staring at an eight-generation enemy who had desecrated his ancestral grave.
"Fairness! Fight me fairly!" Blood coughed from his mouth, but the more he coughed blood, the louder he roared, with a touch of tragic desolation befitting a hero's end.
However, no one showed sympathy or appreciation. Instead, only a 'Bang!' sound of air breaking was heard, and another oscillating bullet whistled, directly hitting his head.
This time, the Luminar was unable to resist.