Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 111 Fatal Green Lotus
Luca, piloting the Husky Armor, is still fighting amidst the frost giants.

However, his situation at this moment was not exactly good.

The enemies pouring out of the portal seemed endless.

Despite the countless corpses of frost giants lying scattered around Luca, he felt that the number of enemies he needed to face was only increasing.

Right now, Luca and the rest of the Avengers are facing all the Frost Giants that have come out of Jotunheim, which seems like a drop in the ocean.

The only support they could receive was from the Brooklyn local police, who were armed with ordinary firearms.

However, these people's small water pipes might not be as effective as the fire department's high-pressure water guns when hitting the Frost Giant.

It could only barely serve the purpose of attracting the enemy and creating opportunities for ordinary citizens to escape.

More importantly, Luca, whose energy consumption was now close to 50%, was forced to stop using his lightsaber.

The mech's right arm swung out fiercely, blasting away a tall frost giant in front of it.

But the other person seemed unaffected, rolled over twice, and got up again.

Instead, the frost giants that rushed in from the other two sides grabbed the arms of the husky mech tightly, immobilizing Luca.

"Damn, just as I thought! The weight of the machine still affects the output!"

Unlike before, when he relied on a sharp lightsaber to kill enemies.

When Luca switched to using a more 'energy-efficient' fist to fight, he immediately realized it.

While E-carbon alloys possess excellent physical properties, their excessively light weight also results in insufficient inertia.

Even though the design process referenced the fist structure of the Great White Skeleton, the mecha itself, which is over two meters tall, only weighs about 100 kilograms, which means that the punches it throws will appear somewhat weak and powerless.

However, insufficient punching force does not necessarily mean insufficient internal power.

Luca, who was held in place by more frost giants rushing at him, remained completely calm.

The flight backpack on his back suddenly spewed out a large amount of ion flames, and a rapid heat wave spread out instantly.

The unfortunate frost giant lying on Luca's back was burned right through by the flames.

Luca himself leaped into the sky, flinging away all the enemies who tried to restrain him.

Oh, not all of them.

The two giants who first grabbed the mech's arm should have been shaken away by the rapidly rising force, but Luca held on tightly with his other hand.

Feeling the ground around him rapidly descending, Luca, who had soared into the air, looked at his two 'followers' on his left and right and immediately curled up the corners of his mouth.

"Thank you for your self-respect!"

As they were speaking, the mecha suddenly flipped downwards.

It plunged downwards at an even faster speed than when it took off.

“Whoosh—Boom!”

The aircraft crashed into the ground at high speed, like a white meteor.

The terrifying shockwave spread out instantly.

The frost giants who were trying to besiege Luca were all thrown off balance by the violent impact.

The 'balance' Luca was holding in his right hand was smashed into a bloody pulp by the impact of the fall from the sky, and most of its body was embedded in someone's backyard, turning into fertilizer for the land.

As for the one on the left?

"Ah ah ah ah ah----"

A series of shrill screams echoed from the sky.

Then, with a 'thud,' another unfortunate fellow crashed into the ground. This guy, perhaps suffering from osteoporosis due to malnutrition, had his arm ripped off when Luca swooped down from the air.

This caused it to land a beat slower than its companions before it could land smoothly.

It completely failed to fulfill its duty as a counterweight.

"Tch~ Useless trash!"

He casually threw the severed arm he was still clutching forward.

The severed arm seemed to transform into a sharp spear that pierced through the air, instantly plunging into the forehead of a frost giant who had just gotten up, causing him to fall back down and resulting in a knockout.

It was clear that more frost giants, who had been thrown back by the previous shockwave, were trying to get up from the ground.

The police officers who had managed to organize a defensive line in the distance were still unable to inflict any effective damage on these frost giants who had temporarily lost their ability to resist.

Luca gave the order in a cold voice.

"Hello, lethal mode, free fire!"

"Start aiming! Start aiming!"

As the two spoke, the mecha's arms naturally fell to their sides.

The thick leg armor on the lower legs quickly unfolded outwards on both sides, revealing two black and white 'Orderer' pistols.

The pistol, controlled by the transmission mechanism, was precisely launched upwards and landed in the mech's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the aiming module, which was taken over by Harlow, began to emit a series of locking prompts.

In an instant, Luca felt that his entire field of vision was filled with red locking frames.

Anyway, he won't be needed to control it anymore.

Luca simply watched leisurely as the robot spun around in place from its perspective.

"Zizzi~zizi~"

The continuous firing of ion guns created a cacophony, with countless emerald green ion beams precisely striking each of the frost giants that tried to rise.

Even the frost giants that leaped high from the periphery to attack Luca in the center of the arena could not escape this precise and swift shot.

From an overhead view, the dual-gun firing of Luca's mech alone painted a deadly blooming lotus on this open space.

At this moment, killing was so simple.

After the killing lotus slowly dissipated, the air still retained the burnt smell of ion rays breaking through the air.

The frost giants that had gathered in groups were now all riddled with piercings through their foreheads by rays, and were already beyond dead.

The frost giants that had been charging from afar also halted their advance like a flock of frightened sheep, scrambling and stumbling, not daring to cross the line again.

Even the Brooklyn police officers who had been trying to "slack off" stopped their pointless shooting with expressions of horror.

One of the younger officers looked at the Glock 17 in his hand, then at the 'Orderer' pistol that Luca had put back into his leg armor, and asked his colleague in a low voice.

"Was that really a pistol?"

The officer he was asked glanced sideways at his colleague, seemingly too lazy to answer such an idiotic question.

Just as he retrieved his out-of-power pistol, recharged it, and prepared to launch a counter-charge against the group of frost giants in the distance who were already somewhat terrified.

A red and blue circular 'flying disc' suddenly flew out from the corner.

It struck several frost giants' heads with a series of clanging sounds, then flew back at an odd angle.

Luca looked along the path the 'flying disc' had taken when it returned.

Sure enough, it was the man in the star-spangled suit who came over.
(End of this chapter)