The third Tau Empire sniper finally couldn't bear the tremendous pressure and suffered a complete mental collapse.

Like a frightened rabbit, he threw down the pulse rifle in his hand in panic, turned around and ran away desperately.

However, just as he took the first step, he was suddenly tripped by an invisible force and fell heavily to the ground.

It was not because of fear that made him lose his balance, but because Ryan had already come behind him quietly and stepped on his back like a ghost.

All that was heard was a heart-pounding sound of metal breaking in the darkness, as if something was broken off.

Ryan slowly leaned down, his lion-like pupils staring at the sniper who was trembling with fear below him.

"Tell Yingyang." Ryan's voice was low and majestic, as if it came from the judgment of hell. "She has three minutes."

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of cold light, followed by the sound of a third body falling to the ground.

Ryan stepped over the corpse expressionlessly and continued walking towards the core passage of area B-7.

Every step he took seemed to be precisely calculated, and he stepped accurately on the gravity trap nodes that Yingyang had set up in advance.

However, unlike most people, Ryan did not choose to avoid these traps. Instead, he used his unparalleled strength to directly crush these control devices in an extremely domineering manner.

As his footsteps landed, the ground made a dull sound, as if the entire ground was shaking under his feet.

The automatic turret that was originally hidden in the dark had just poked its head out when Ryan destroyed it with his bare hands as easily as crushing an egg.

"Pulse Cannon Array, Position 27-45-19."

He murmured softly, as if talking to himself, but the moment his voice fell, his body flashed sideways like lightning, and three predicted shots streaked past like meteors, brushing past his chest armor and bringing up a burst of hot air.

However, this was just the beginning. At this moment, the Primarch threw the sword back with his hand, and the lion sword in his hand shot out like an arrow, drawing a golden arc in the air and flying straight towards the turret 20 meters away.

With a loud bang, the turret was instantly blown into a huge fireball, with blazing flames and billowing smoke rising into the sky.

"Infrared induced trap, 1.2 meters below floor."

Just as Ryan landed on the ground, he suddenly jumped up like a cheetah, and his power boots stomped heavily on the ground, making a dull sound.

With his kick, the ground in the entire corridor seemed to be torn open by an invisible giant hand, revealing a group of thermal mines hidden underneath that were ready to go off.

These mines were triggered at the moment the ground collapsed, and they exploded violently like a group of enraged beasts.

In an instant, flames gushed out like a volcanic eruption, forming a huge wall of fire that completely engulfed the Primarch's figure.

However, surprisingly, within this wall of fire, a golden sword light suddenly split the flames like a bolt of lightning, and then Ryan's figure slowly walked out of the fire curtain.

His lion mane cloak fluttered in the flames, as if it was burning, but there was not even a single burn mark on his body, as if the blazing flames had no effect on him at all.

"Alien." Ryan's voice echoed in the air. Although there was no one in front of him, his voice seemed to be transmitted to every corner through some mysterious vibration. "Your traps are not even as sophisticated as the ones I used to hunt the beasts of Caliban when I was a child."

On the other side, the XV104 Storm Battlesuit Squadron finally showed up.

Twelve three-meter-tall war machines were like steel behemoths. They blocked both ends of the passage like an insurmountable fortress.

The shoulder-mounted missile nests of these combat suits were all unlocked, baring their deadly fangs like hungry falcons, while the ion blades vibrated at a high frequency, emitting a heart-pounding buzzing sound, as if announcing their power to the enemy.

This is Shadow Sun's last trump card. Each battle suit is equipped with a special algorithm for the Primarch. These algorithms have been simulated and optimized countless times, aiming to maximize the performance of the battle suit to counter the Primarch's extraordinary strength and speed.

However, facing such a powerful opponent, Ryan smiled.

His smile was not a scorn for his enemies, but rather the appreciation of an artist seeing an interesting work.

There was a gleam of excitement in his eyes, as if at this moment, he had found a true opponent.

"That's more like it." Ryan said softly, his voice revealing his anticipation for the battle.

The battle broke out suddenly in a thousandth of a second.

The missile of the first battle suit had just left the nest and rushed out like lightning, but at this moment, Ryan jumped into the air at an astonishing speed. His movements were as fast as lightning and like a ghost.

He flashed in the air and caught the missile in mid-air like a magic trick, then stuffed it back into the launch tube with his backhand.

With a deafening explosion, flames and thick smoke instantly engulfed the first combat suit.

However, in the raging flames, the Primarch's figure rushed forward like a ghost. His speed was so fast that people could not see clearly. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the second battle suit.

Before the driver of the second combat suit could react, Ryan's power claws shot out like lightning and went straight through the cockpit.

With a sound of metal tearing, the Titanium pilot was pulled out along with his seat, and blood splattered all over the cockpit.

Seeing this, the third combat suit swung the ion blade without hesitation and chopped it down at Ryan.

The blow was powerful and powerful enough to tear steel, but Ryan did not dodge. He used his shoulder armor to block the blow.

In an instant, the refined gold and the energy blade collided with each other, emitting dazzling sparks, and the entire passage was illuminated by the dazzling light.

However, despite the enormous power of the ion blade, Ryan's shoulder armor was like an indestructible wall, blocking the attack.

At this moment, Ryan's Lion Sword had already pierced through the opponent's core power reactor at lightning speed like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

With a dull explosion, the third combat suit instantly lost power and collapsed to the ground.

“You learned one thing wrong.”

The fourth station's knee was shattered by a kick, and Ryan grabbed its head with one hand and smashed it hard at the fifth station.

The shock wave from the collision between the two mechas shattered the lighting system in the corridor.

"A true warrior—"

The missiles from the sixth unit rained down like a torrential rain, but the Primarch charged into the barrage. The exploding flames could not catch up with his speed, and the lion sword drew a perfect cross, slicing the mech and the wall behind it.

“No algorithm needed.”

When the last battle suit fell, Ryan stood in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. The blue-purple blood dripping from the tip of the sword corroded tiny holes in the metal floor.

The surveillance probe turned silently, transmitting the images back to the bridge.

Ryan looked up at the camera and suddenly swung his sword at the main energy pipeline beside him.

The entire battleship shook violently in the explosion.