But just as the Terminator took a step forward, it swiftly counterattacked with a sharp slash.

Even though it had seized the initiative, it was evident that Thomas' attempt at containment had no effect. Eluma's change of tactics had been utterly defeated by the Terminator before she could fully execute them. She hurriedly switched her swirling motion to a straight kick, and was about to fire her main cannon.

Who would have known, the Terminator repressed her movement faster, and swiftly pressed down the red Mecha's leg joint to the ground. With the momentum of a storm, it grabbed and twisted the cannon by 180 degrees.

Squeak, squeak...

The red Mecha's eyes suddenly shot two death rays straight at the Terminator's shoulder. The rays appeared so abruptly that even Feng Yi couldn't dodge them in time. A patch of black burnt traces were left on the Mecha's shoulder, causing it to stagger...

However, the Terminator, still holding onto her arm, didn't let go. It leveraged its backward momentum to pull the red Mecha off the ground and lept forward, slamming its knees into the chest of the red Mecha.

Eluma, inside the cockpit of the machine, felt a wave of dizziness. Thankfully, as Red Cloak, her resistance wasn't weak enough to cause a complete loss of defensive ability. Eluma attempted to find a feasible counter-attack, but another laser eye was being assembled and immediately clenched by a massive hand.

Damn! As she saw a huge hand growing closer on her imaging device, Eluma's eyes widened in alarm. She successfully dodged this grab, but was not clear about the opponent's following move. She decided to hastily steer her controls and pushed the lever, allowing her Mobile Suit to quickly retreat and maintain a safe distance from the Terminator.

If a Red Cloak elite can't discern this, she might as well be dead. The opponent's surprise attack notwithstanding, his practical maneuvering skills and combat experience were far superior to hers.

You should know that the opponent was using a Terminator. Even though they both were using Mobile Suits, the disparity was considerable. The fact that he could suppress her to the point where she could not fight back showed his extraordinary strength. Could it be that a trump card pilot was sitting inside? No, that's impossible. The Federation only had a few aces, and she, sitting in this position, would surely know about them.

There was only Grand, and another known as Silver Lightning. No one else in the federation could match.

The scene left the distant spectators stupefied. The opponent had been beaten into submission, helpless against the Hand-to-Hand combat. Without the advantage of superior performance, a conventional Mobile Suit might have fallen apart after just two knee strikes.

"State your origins. Who are you?" Eluma panted, her previous confidence gone.

In response to her question, another missile was fired. Eluma swerved sideways to a safe distance and didn't counterattack. However, her opponent, with a speed almost identical to the missile, was instantly upon her.

"Shit!" In her terror, Eluma swore and the Mobile Suit took off again.

Whoosh...

A blade made of titanium alloy was instantly thrust toward the chest of the red Mecha, right where the cockpit was. In that life-threatening moment, Eluma seemed to explode with potential instinctively shouting out and slamming her defensive shield forward.

There was a clanging sound, and the titanium alloy blade deviated from its course, leaving a scratch on the abdomen of the red Mecha. Electrical sparks flickered around it.

Only one thought surfaced in Eluma's mind at that moment: to flee. The previous sudden attack could not be launched by anyone with a hand speed lower than 600.

The engine roared, and the red Mobile Suit suddenly rushed into the sky, disappearing without a trace...

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