I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 995 Metal Storm
"Without the power of the relics, they can only use the simplest physical means, but this should not be underestimated. The number of heavenly soldiers in this city is astonishingly large. The ones we saw before are only a small part. This is bound to be a tough battle. Are you ready?"

Wang Chuan asked solemnly. Mo Ling and Li Luo looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"Xiao Zi, come back!"

Li Luo called Xiao Zi back to himself and prepared for battle.

"The group of heavenly soldiers I control are coming here. We have to resist for a while." Wang Chuan looked at the sky and slowly clenched his palms.

At this moment, the sky looked like a piece of armor covered with metal scales, which were floating slightly with the wind, like the skin of some giant beast. The heavenly soldiers were turning into scales, and seemed to be brewing some kind of horrific attack.

Mo Ling looked at the dark sky and felt like he was looking up at a huge "fish". The entire body of the "fish" could not be seen clearly, only a small part was revealed, surging and swimming in the clouds, as if it would pounce downwards in the next second.

An oppressive atmosphere spread over the ruins. The heavenly soldiers seemed to be adjusting their structures with each other, becoming layered, increasingly solid and dense. The irregular polyhedral faces fit tightly together like a firmly placed jigsaw puzzle, and each heavenly soldier had its own exclusive position.

It was extremely similar to the matrix that Mo Ling had seen before, but it was even larger and more terrifying. The surface of the matrix was also fluctuating like the surface of water, as if the "fish" was swinging its body in its final struggle.

Looking at this scene, Mo Ling suddenly thought of the strange experience he had when he came from the fifth level of the abyss to the sixth level of the abyss.

"That black and white yin-yang fish..."

Once this sense of déjà vu arises, it is out of control.

Black and white, metal and machinery... everything he encountered after arriving at the sixth layer of the abyss had already been foreshadowed by the fish.

The black and white fish was finally swallowed by the huge mouth, just like the world being swallowed by the abyss, leaving only struggling "parts".

"Why am I seeing that?"

“Does that fish represent this world?”

"What about that huge mouth? Does it represent the entire abyss?"

What was that ocean? What was that colorful shock beast that saved Mo Ling? His mind was full of questions, but he couldn't express them. He could only look at the depressing sky and keep replaying the scene of the Yin-Yang fish.

Every time the heavenly soldiers shook, Mo Ling imagined it was a fish swinging its body.

He counted the scales of the fish clearly. The metal body shuttled through the mist, as if it would jump out of the sea in the next second...

The sea water is surging and the clouds are like waves.

The giant fish finally couldn't hold back any longer and pounced towards the crowd.

With a slight flick of its tail, the clouds rippled away, revealing its invincible body. Countless heavenly soldiers formed a terrifying irregular fluid, with solid scales all over their bodies, changing their bodies like slime, sometimes like a fish, sometimes like a snake. When Mo Ling came back to his senses from the scene full of déjà vu, the metal storm had already swept over everyone.

The surge of the heavenly soldiers stirred up chaotic air currents, like fish stirring up the sea water. Just a little aftermath made the people below feel a terrible sense of oppression. The violent air pressure froze everyone present in place, waiting for the metal storm to fall completely and tear everything below into pieces.

It's time to resist. We can't just sit there and wait for death.

Mo Ling directly activated the teleportation, cutting regular gaps in the metal storm, and then threw the heavenly soldiers sent into the block back, turning the originally smooth metal fluid into aggregated iron blocks that could no longer move flexibly.

After trying this attack method, he felt that it was too slow, so he used teleportation to open "holes" in the bodies of the heavenly soldiers and poured countless air into them. Just like spraying a ball of insecticide into a dense swarm of mosquitoes, Mo Ling's approach directly caused a huge gap in the gathered metal storm.

After seeing the gap, Li Luo was not idle either.

After thinking for a while, she did not choose to let Xiao Zi transform into a goat-headed man, but instead transformed him into the "Lan Xin" form.

The purple "Lan Xin" waved her hand, and countless ice crystals poured into the gap created by Mo Ling and spread along the cut.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and the ice crystals were transferred to other heavenly soldiers along the tightly fitted heavenly soldiers like tree roots. Their unbreakable structure played the role of "burning the camps" in the process of temperature transfer. Countless heavenly soldiers became wooden boats locked together with iron chains, and were burned to ashes by Li Luo's "fire".

The ice crystals could even solidify metals. The heavenly soldiers who were frozen into ice blocks did not fall down but were completely nailed in the air. It seemed that even gravity was frozen. They were anchored in place by absolute ice and could no longer move.

The heavenly soldiers were caught off guard by the spreading ice crystals and even stopped in the air. Fortunately, the matrix reacted quickly enough and cut off a part of the frozen heavenly soldier cluster in time. Those heavenly soldiers that were not affected by the ice crystals gathered together again and regained their solid form, but they also took a lot of time.

This time was enough for Wang Chuan to summon out an overwhelming amount of flying swords. Those flying swords emerged from the white halo, gathered above the crowd, and imitated the heavenly soldiers, sticking closely together, turning into another metal storm from bottom to top.

After the storm of the heavenly soldiers had gathered again, Wang Chuan's flying sword storm also faced it fearlessly. The two metal waves collided head-on. The heavenly soldiers pierced into the flying swords, and the flying swords cut open gaps in the heavenly soldiers.

The symphony of metal and stone suddenly resounded through the sky, and all kinds of collision sounds were heard where the storms met.

In a head-on confrontation, neither can do anything to the other, and the only way is to forcibly slow down the opponent's momentum and make the situation muddy.

But this is Wang Chuan’s purpose. As long as those heavenly soldiers are stopped, Mo Ling and Li Luo will be able to show their skills.

"Attack that area directly," he shouted to the two men.

"But your flying sword is also in it..." Mo Ling hesitated.

"It doesn't matter, they are all consumable things." Wang Chuan said indifferently.

As he shouted, he didn't notice that the flying sword beside Mo Ling shook a few times, and he quickly hid in the ruins.

Li Luo did not hesitate and directly launched an attack on the metal-mixed area above.

Ice crystals spread in the air again. This time, Li Luo thoughtfully created an ice wall around the battle area, trapping all the heavenly soldiers inside to prevent them from leaving the battle and regrouping.

Now, no matter whether it was the heavenly soldiers or Wang Chuan’s flying sword, they could not escape the extreme cold and were all frozen into ice.

The collision sound became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only some crisp sounds of hitting ice were left. The surging metal storm seemed to slow down as the temperature dropped, and within the ice wall, it was completely solidified into an immovable ice sculpture.

A chill swept over the ruins, and a thin layer of icy rain began to fall from the sky.

The sound became smaller and smaller, and the ice wall completely closed in, enclosing all the metal...

An ice-blue Death Star was frozen in mid-air. Through the ice, one could vaguely see the intertwining shadows of metal inside. They still retained their postures during the battle, and one could almost hear the sounds of fierce collisions.

(End of this chapter)