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Chapter 623: Counterattack (Part )

This voice not only rang in the minds of the cyborgs on this battlefield, but also in the minds of all the cyborgs who participated in the battle in the entire Daxia!

Some people were surprised: "Who are you? Can you believe it?"

The voice said, "I am trustworthy! I can swear in the name of the old Dragon King of the Longyin Army!"

Hearing the name of the old Dragon King, all the transformed people felt relieved.

The reason is very simple. The status of the old Dragon Emperor is the highest peak in the world for the cyborgs. No one can surpass it and no one can shake it.

Especially for the modified people of Daxia, the old Dragon Emperor is not only the highest peak, but also a pair of wings that once protected them.

If the old Dragon Emperor had not fought to the death and dared to stand on the side of the entire world to fight for the rights of the cyborgs, perhaps the fate of the cyborgs in Daxia would have been similar to that of the cyborgs outside.

Since the other party knows the old Dragon Emperor and dares to swear by his name, it seems that he has a close relationship with him.

After all, the last person who dared to use the name of the old Dragon King to make up nonsense has turned into a puddle of mud...

"it is good!"

"trust you!"

With this guarantee, the modified humans of Daxia fought even harder with the beastman army, with an attitude of risking their lives. For a while, they managed to suppress the momentum of the beastman army, which had won consecutive battles in the past few days and was in high spirits.

Compared to the ferocity of the modified humans of Daxia, the beastman army seemed a little depressed.

Their overall strength is higher than that of the modified humans of Daxia.

However, when fighting with the Daxia cyborgs, every time when they were about to seriously injure the opponent or just forced the opponent into danger, a blue light would envelope them and transfer those Daxia cyborgs away, allowing them to adjust their rest, recover in the blink of an eye, and then fight back immediately.

Or just teleport a stronger cyborg in peak upright state to severely injure or kill them.

It catches them off guard every time.

Under this kind of fighting method of one side gaining strength while the other loses, the beastman army, which originally had overall strength stronger than the Daxia modified humans, was instead gradually worn down by the Daxia modified humans, causing a lot of damage.

Some beast kings also tried to drill into the blue light and move together when the other party was moving the Daxia cyborg, but the blue light that could move seemed to automatically identify whether the other party was a Daxia cyborg. If not, it could not be moved at all and would just stay where it was.

This rogue tactic completely defeated the orc army.

A hot-tempered beast king even went so far as to self-destruct in an attempt to drag some of the Daxia cyborgs down with him.

As a result, he pulled a bridge to be buried with himself.

Behind this rogue play, outside a hospital corridor, a cute little girl with a serious face was swiping the virtual screen with her chubby little hands faster than making wontons.

There's almost an afterimage!

Every time the little meaty hand dances, a cyborg who is in the midst of war and in extreme danger will be pulled to a safe place.

Soon, the Daxia cyborgs rushed to the place where the Daxia people were imprisoned. Someone asked: "How can we rescue them? What if they don't trust us and are afraid of us?"

"Moreover, the beastman army has come to support us. We can't fight our way out with them!" Someone roared out the truth, still fighting bloody battles.

That voice sounded, giving them a dose of tranquilizer: "I have asked Elder Xia to communicate with them. You just need to cover them with your genetic energy, and I can use space transfer to move them to a safe place!"

Someone asked: "Why didn't you use space transfer to save them from the beginning?!"

The voice explained: "Space transfer will not cause any harm to you, because your bodies are many times stronger than ordinary people."

"Even if you are injured during the space transfer, you can recover in the blink of an eye with your self-healing ability."

"But for ordinary people, it will cause great harm to their bodies!"

"The farther the distance, the greater the damage, and you may even be crushed into a puddle of mud!"

"With the protection of genetic energy, the damage they suffer during space transfer will be greatly reduced."

Someone asked: "Can't we use other energies?"

The voice said: "Other energies are not compatible with the human body. If they act directly on ordinary people, they will also cause irreversible damage to ordinary people."

"But the genetic energy of the modified humans will not. It is energy that fits the human body and is under your control. It can minimize the harm and accidents to their bodies."

"Got it, how much do you need?"

"Just cover the surface with a layer. I use them as a medium to cover other energies for protection."

"it is good!"

Ho ho ho ho ho!

The size of more than a dozen modified humans suddenly expanded, and each of them became no less than the orcs of the beastman tribe, and their aura increased greatly.

They tore a hole in the orc army's defense, and other cyborgs fought against the orcs. One of the half-human, half-tiger cyborgs rushed in and saw the people of Daxia who were trapped in cages and shivering.

When they saw this half-human, half-tiger mutant coming in front of them, their instinct made them feel afraid and they couldn't help but step back a little.

The man spoke to comfort them, "Don't worry, I'm a modified human from Daxia, I'm here to save you, stand back a little, hold hands!"

They looked at each other, then immediately distanced themselves from each other, and then listened to him and held hands.

Roar!

The man let out a beastly roar, and his right claw was covered with a layer of green light.

With one claw, the iron cage broke.

"Give me your hand!"

The man growled, but seeing that no one dared to give him a hand, he became anxious:

"Hurry! There's no time!"

Those people looked at each other, and finally a boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old reached out his hand tremblingly.

The man held his hand, and a green energy spread out from the palm of his hand, passed to the boy's body, and covered his body.

Then, using him as a medium, this green energy was transmitted to everyone in the prison.

Feeling the warmth from his palms, which was like the warmth of a winter stove, the boy couldn't help but say, "It's so warm. I always thought that the hands of cyborgs were made of metal and were cold."

Hearing this, the man rolled his eyes and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he said to the voice in his head: "Okay!"

The next second, a thick blue light fell, covering the cage accurately.

The blue light dissipated, and the people inside were successfully transferred to a safe area.