I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 228

Chapter 228: Chapter 179: So Strong It Makes One Shudderl

Translator: 549690339

Seeing him approaching, Needham Brown was filled with emotion, almost moved to tears.

“Finally…”

He took a deep breath, his fighting spirit sky high, and said, “Let’s do this!”

He called forth his most familiar human-shaped armor form, striking a pose in midair as the Morrowind System transformed into a six-meter-long humanoid war machine.

A three-meter-long Arc Slash Blade with electric arcs quickly appeared in his hand.

The arcs on this blade were not simple electrical currents, but highly excited super electrons.

Every seemingly minor collision could unleash at least a hundred times the power of the plasma bombs used by Harrison Clark when he pierced through the Azure Dragon Armor.

Moreover, the unique materials endowed the blade body with special properties.

Upon hitting the target, there would be a massive energy surge at the moment of the electric arc’s vibration.

The massive energy would instantly enter the blade body, transforming the blade material into something similar to neutron star material for an incredibly short time, increasing its mass to an unimaginable degree.

The super-heavy state was fleeting but could inflict severe damage to the target.

This time, humanity’s mastery of the transformation of matter and energy had reached new heights.

Among the various combat forms generated by the Morrowind System, the real bullet attack was the primary lethal method, even more critical than phase, particle, and pure energy weapons.

This was the crux of human hopes for the Morrowind System.

Most of the weapons loaded onto the Morrowind System were designed for long-range attacks.

Especially the Super Heavy Neutron Missiles with missile propulsion systems, which had ultra-long range and destructive power but had the drawback of a slow ballistic speed.

However, everyone knew that the most potent killing method of the Morrowind System was close-quarters combat.

It was not the human form combat, but the airborne assault warplane in the space battle form.

As the name suggests, it meant a direct collision.

By injecting an overload of energy, the main body of the warplane would instantly enter a superheavy state, then collide with the target at the terrifying weight of neutron star material, causing a violent explosion.

Although the concept had considered many means of escape for the Morrowind Warriors, such as early ejection and remote control, ditching the warplane.

But in actual combat, no one knew whether the target would dodge or if they had some black technology that could completely disrupt human remote communication.

In that case, the Morrowind Warrior might have to sit in the assault warplane in person, switch to the most primitive manual operation mode, evade enemy interception, chase enemy escapes, and persist until the moment of mutual destruction to inflict damage on the enemy.

Of course, as powerful as the assault warplane was, it could definitely only be used once in a battle.

So even though the Morrowind System had various designs and was highly flexible, the most adaptable and capable of using neutron super-heavy killing at close range was still the human-shaped armor.

Compared to other Morrowind Warriors who dabbled in various forms, Needham Brown’s expertise was precisely in the lesser-regarded human form.

Needham Brown had honed humanoid combat skills.

He pulled out his most potent weapon from the get-go.

Even with Harrison Clark ranked within the top hundred at 50% power, Needham Brown was still confidently expecting victory.

However, Harrison Clark did not rush to engage in close combat, instead going past Needham and heading straight for his private training ground not far away, leaving Needham Brown’s burning fighting spirit hanging.

“Come here; I don’t want to destroy my villa,” said Harrison Clark.

“Alright!” Needham turned and followed.

Elsewhere, many Black Bear Warriors training nearby rushed over.

Some warriors who heard about this during their break all jumped out of their dormitory buildings in unison.

Thousands of people in the sky, either riding Morrowind Systems or stepping on flat flying devices, gave the impression of a bird migration, reminiscent of the grand scenes in fantasy novels where large sects gather for assemblies and thousands of people fly on swords.

Even Nora Camp, who had just returned from the space base, did not go back to her office but headed straight here.

Harrison Clark’s private training field had the highest level of security protection.

As soon as the two entered, a composite energy field shield soared to the sky, covering the three-hundred-acre training ground.

It not only effectively prevented external interference but also protected the base buildings from the aftermath of their battle.

Both stood at opposite corners of the training field.

Daniel Thompson approached Nora Camp and cautiously asked, “General Camp, who do you think will win between these two?”

With her hands behind her back, Nora glanced at him coldly, “You’re his instructor, and you’re asking me?”

Daniel’s nose suddenly soured.

He wanted to say, “General, do you even know that I’m his instructor?”

Harrison Clark never cooperated with him, and instead went easy on him during training.

Lately, he, the direct instructor, had even lost the right to access Harrison Clark’s training parameters, and he did not even have permission to approach this private training ground during normal times.

Now, the only way Daniel could judge Harrison’s abilities was through the outdated military ranking system, which hadn’t been updated in months.

In that system, Harrison Clark was still ranked 98th in the entire army with only 50% power!

How could he know?!

Feeling that her attitude had been terrible, Nora Camp softened her tone slightly: “Instructor Thompson, don’t blame me. Aside from being in charge of the Black Bear Training Base, I am also the leader of the Giant Wave Vertical Team. Apart from my daily tasks here, I have also returned to the fleet several times recently to participate in the command of dozens of exercises. Plus, he never talks to me about these things, so I honestly have no idea..”