Chapter 571: Chapter 373: Leave It to Me_1

Harrison Clark never stopped his predictions while watching the battle.

He would provide reference information for the commander and also improve his own subconscious deduction ability through continuous training.

Now he was quite certain that 0.37 seconds later, a Blade Mantis would warp to that area, trying to kill the Gene-Modified Warrior that had turned into an eight-meter-long Iron-armored Ferocious Tiger.

He planned to make a clever move by taking advantage of the mantis’s attack.

The Mars Power Storage and Dyson Bio-battery engines worked simultaneously, increasing his speed once again.

Most of the Galaxy Equipment could operate at dual power, but the performance of the Pseudo-Curvature Engine with dual-power supply was too strong that even with the assistance of artificial intelligence, ordinary soldiers could not control it.

Harrison Clark’s custom Battle Armor had abilities several times those of the Ordinary Soldiers, and even at his normal level, he still couldn’t handle the dual-power supply.

But at this moment, he didn’t deliberately control it accurately and just relied on instinct, which somehow seemed to work.

This was what distinguished him from the other warriors of this era.

Only a few people could reach the extraordinary state in an instant, but for him, it had become as routine as eating and drinking.

The blades in Harrison Clark’s hands were charged to the extreme.

The double blades left two wave-like spatial rifts in the air.

Tension energy and physical toxin particles filled the edge of the blades.

Two different lethal energies collided, shattered, released energy and tore space apart under the traction of the force field.

The blade in his hand was still one of the strongest human weapons, full of the most powerful energy.

He planned to maintain his speed, glide below the starry sky, and use the blade to strike the legs of the Blade Mantis.

He didn’t expect his two slashes to kill the opponent.

He simultaneously locked onto three other directions and transmitted the pre-aiming information.

After being hit by him, the Blade Mantis might warp to these three locations.

His current hit rate was about 45%.

Locking onto three 45% pre-aiming points at the same time would bring a considerable success rate.

He was about to arrive.

The transforming warrior in the shape of a ferocious tiger had decent combat power.

Compared to Bainesta, his shape transformation was more thorough, completely turning into a tiger without any trace of human characteristics.

This person should have been a genuine Galaxy Warrior before.

Although his Battle Armor had been shattered by the particle stream, and many parts of the gene-armor covering his tiger body were broken, he was still able to crawl forward and roar in space from time to time.

Initially, he just roared like an ordinary tiger, participating in some futile encirclements, surviving by luck as he was not targeted, but now he had found his unique ability.

When he roared in a certain way, circle upon circle of energy-like and physical light waves burst out from the tiger’s mouth, like nested plastic rings advancing at the speed of light, expanding to a diameter of several kilometers.

Within the range of the light circles, the gravity state would change drastically, as if someone was holding a black hole and randomly flashing inside, creating spatial turbulence at least a hundred times stronger than the Starry Sky Giant Cannon’s space-disturbance projectiles.

When the Blade Mantis was covered by the light circle, its rigidity time would extend from a thousandth of a second to a hundredth of a second.

A thousandth and a hundredth seem like a small difference but are actually worlds apart.

Two of the three Blade Mantises that humans had just eliminated were directly related to the newly developed innate ability of the awakening tiger-shaped warrior.

Harrison Clark judged that the Blade Mantis would pay extra attention to him.

After all, there’s a limit on their mistakes.

He didn’t know who this warrior was.

But he knew very well that the man was targeted, and he could not save him. The only thing he could do was to increase the value of his sacrifice.

The plan was simple: use this comrade to kill another Mantis.

The tiger, as the king of beasts, relied on its astonishing predatory instincts and its near-perfect hunter body structure.

The so-called predatory instinct not only included the ability to attack but also the ability to sense danger and avoid disaster.

He knew his death was imminent, and the iron-armor scales on his body stood up like a cat’s fur bristling when facing a life-and-death crisis.

He was on full alert.

The Iron-armored Tiger emitted a black glow, its surface covered with a thin layer of Pseudo-Curvature compressed space and force-field shield similar to that of the Dragonfly Fighter, helping it make irregular swift movements within a small range.

His survival instinct was strong, but meaningless.

In the next moment, a Blade Mantis warped into the starry sky, switched to half-light speed normal maneuvering, chased, and shot its blade arm towards the spine position of the Iron-armored Tiger’s back.

In silence, the Iron-armored Ferocious Tiger was cut in half at the waist, and its lower half instantly stiffened, turning into a pile of dead matter.

But the upper body of the ferocious tiger warrior didn’t die instantly. Instead, it fiercely turned around, opened its mouth, pretending to roar again, and extended both claws trying to grab the opponent.

Sharp cold light flashed at the tips of the claws, and a series of explosions spread from the claw tips along the tiger’s front claws.

This warrior had already gathered a large amount of self-secreted physical toxins in his tiger claws, it was unclear when he had completed the operation.

He was still fighting and struggling, trying to drag a Blade Mantis down with him.

The Blade Mantis emotionlessly chopped horizontally at the chest.

The tiger’s claw broke in response.

Another blade arm tilted upward from the bottom, and the upper half of the Iron-armored Ferocious Tiger was cut into two halves at a 45-degree angle.