"Ha." The man in Omega's armor chuckled, "Why are you so stubborn, Eric? You know I'm Padric Charlotte, your father, why just don't want to admit it? Because then your battle will lose its meaning?"

He smiled disdainfully.

"Faced with it, kid," he said. "Your battle so far has no meaning, it just provides me with precious data, that's all."

"Maybe. But if that's the case... it's my responsibility to stop you."

As he finished speaking, he had already rushed up, and his backpack was activated at the same time. Alpha armor quickly spread throughout his body, like a pitch-black bullet hitting Omega's armor's abdomen. The two of them touched each other tightly, and with the splash of sparks, they broke through layers of obstacles and fell down to the lower layer.

Eric quickly adjusted his body balance in the air, keeping his body pressing on the top when he landed on the ground. The armor collided on the floor, and the ground covered with the grid was sunk. Eric rode above Omega, slashing his fists again and again toward the cold surface armor. The fists collided with the armor and made a crisp sound, echoing in the empty cabin.

He was very dangerous, Eric knew in his heart that the gap in armor ability in terms of performance was overwhelming, and even giving the other party a chance to take a breath is very dangerous.

However, Omega only silently lets his fist fall, and a light blue light shot out from the cold eyepiece, as if reflecting pity and mockery.

He suddenly raised his hand and firmly caught Eric's falling fist. The hand was as steady and powerful as a rock, irresistible.

He fought back. Omega bounced up with her leg, as fast as a gust of wind. Eric felt a heavy blow on one side of her body, and she couldn't help but roll over and roll down, her arm armor seemed to be buzzing.

The other party slowly stood up: "Do you understand now? No matter how strong the armor control ability and the matching degree are, the upper limit of the armor ability is there, and from the numerical point of view, you will never win. In addition..."

He paused for a moment and smiled strangely.

"...The matching degree between you and the armor is not as high as mine now."

The outside of the ASCHS mothership has a floating height of 5,000 meters.

Iron Man's hands and feet sprayed the tail flames out of the cabin. After flying around the periphery of the steel behemoth, he finally found the damaged part of the engine. He controlled the suit and approached. The tail flames in the soles of his feet remained relatively still with the hull. He reached out to cut open the shell with a red hot laser beam, revealing the engine's circuit board.

The scanner in the helmet quickly scans the circuit board, just like a doctor diagnosing the patient's condition, the faulty parts and damage in the engine were quickly fed back to the monitor in his helmet.

"Very good, let me see." He said to himself, "I'm very sick. It seems that I have to undergo surgery. You are lucky. I brought a scalpel today."

As he said that, a miniature emitter popped up on his right wrist, and the red hot tool light blade ejected out, condensing into an energy form.

However, before he could do anything, the alarm of "enemy attack" on the monitor interrupted him. A residual image fell from the sky and pounced on Iron Man's back, grabbing him and fell into a cabin near the deck. Steel's body smashed the glass "clang" and landed firmly on the floor.

He was about to say something, but he suddenly stopped his mouth. When he lowered his head, Eric's right forearm, which had been seriously injured on his shoulder, had been wrapped in a cylindrical heavy cannon. The muzzle was pressed against the armor plate of Omega's abdomen at half distance.

So is the move that both sides suffered a loss just a cover?
Chapter completed!