Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 887 - 627 Extreme Threshold_2

A light blow was delivered, and the counterforce attack immediately transmitted back to Bai E's mecha sensors.

"No wonder..." Bai E muttered to himself.

The greater the impact, the stronger the counterforce.

No wonder those two ships crashed instantly, and no wonder Catherine's voice from not far away carried a noticeable hint of panting.

Long-range attack output has limited energy levels and frequency, while close-combat requires enduring unbelievably powerful recoil forces.

This is indeed a rather tricky target.

Having watched Catherine's maneuver, Bai E generally understood what the so-called Alpha Limit Overclock Attack was all about.

What did it resemble?

That's right! Instant Kill Hundred Heads!

The complete form of Instant Kill Hundred Heads...

After raising all his attributes to 60 points and bringing all his specializations to level 10, Bai E had long mastered the full form of Instant Kill Hundred Heads.

As simple as the name implies... Instant Kill Hundred Heads means annihilating one hundred heads in a single instant.

Legend has it that the world-ending serpent was a terrifying Demon God with one hundred heads. If attacked, even if just one head remains, it would instantly regenerate the other ninety-nine heads.

If one cannot annihilate all its hundred heads in one instant, the world would perish at its hands.

The skill known as Instant Kill Hundred Heads is the ability to simultaneously assault and destroy one hundred heads in a single moment.

To exhibit its full power, Instant Kill Hundred Heads must be used with primitive ranged cold weapons like a bow. Even if unable to showcase its maximum potency in close combat, it should suffice to face this Energy Canopy.

But Bai E did not know if his skill had been permanently sealed away after being stripped out by the clown's voice or if it could be rediscovered through intentional refinement.

However... such a skill has always been more than just technique alone; strength is equally indispensable.

Bai E's gaze flickered slightly as Catherine's voice emerged from the audio system: "I can only demonstrate it once. Did you see it clearly?"

The mecha that Catherine first used to attack hovered at Bai E's side.

The two mechas floated parallel in the dark, empty void of the universe.

Catherine's initial strike was not only meant to gauge the general strength of this Canopy but also to provide Bai E, who seemed unfamiliar with the concept, with a tangible demonstration of this idea.

The theoretical optimal solution for breaking through the Canopy is to execute the most aggressive and high-frequency attack on a single point within the shortest amount of time.

Speed, power, precision—none can be missing.

This represents the highest pinnacle of individual strength.

Only performance of this caliber can hope to overcome humanity's greatest invention in Spiritual Energy technology—the Psychic Energy Canopy.

But now, having personally attempted it, Catherine confirmed that, by relying solely on her own strength, she could not break through the Psychic Energy Canopy before her.

Only if this enigmatic Bai mechanic could demonstrate an ability on par with her own would they have a chance of helping Freeport escape its predicament!

The voice system transmitted Bai's usual indifferent reply: "I saw it clearly."

"Can we... begin now?" Catherine was unsure if Bai had full confidence, but she was out of time.

The materialized floating turrets were targeting the fighter pilots and their two mechas alike.

Even though these turrets posed limited threat to them, at such a critical juncture, splitting even 10% of their focus would drastically diminish their peak combat effectiveness.

Time was never on their side.

Moreover, Catherine did not elaborate on more details regarding the Alpha Limit Overfrequency Attack Theory.

Such an attack, even for her, could only be executed at peak performance once.

If Bai E could not keep up with her tempo, their next strike would spell their defeat.

As for granting time for Bai E to practice...

You either know it, or you don't.

What sort of battlefield practice could achieve this?

As the art of war states: Strike while the iron is hot; hesitation invites decline; repeated attempts lead to exhaustion.

Your first shot should be the pinnacle of focus and vitality.

Saying anything else is merely wasting energy with needless distractions.

"Come then." Bai E gripped his combat blade tightly.

The real-time feedback system of the mecha control mechanism induced a stronger sense of human-machine integration far beyond the mechas of the past.

The mysterious communication feeling between man and mecha grew even stronger, filling him with confidence.

"So... let's do this." Catherine exhaled lightly.

Formation, blade raised.

In the desolate, deep expanse of the cosmos, even with only two solitary mechas, at this moment, they seemed as imposing as an army of thousands.

From outside, beyond the veiling Canopy, the black spaceship faced the mechas directly. The crew aboard couldn't help but feel an immense aura of killing intent, chilling and unsettling, even through the barrier.

Some formerly confident team members now spoke with trembling voices, "Can it hold?"

"It has to!"

"Didn't we already analyze that spy as a complete amateur? There won't be any surprises."

"But this Legendary Mechanic looks... even fiercer than before!"

"Wasn't the earlier attack not her true peak performance?" A shared thought flashed silently through their minds, though none dared to voice it aloud.

Advance!

Strike!

Like a ribbon of focused blade light, the attack gleamed once again in this lonely dark abyss.

The dazzling light emitted from the Spiritual Energy explosion seared deeply, even radiating warmth that Bai E, despite his lower sensitivity to Spiritual Energy, found intimidating.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!"

An intense symphony of sharp alarms filled the black spaceship.

The progress bar representing threshold warnings surged toward vibrant red.

It climbed rapidly until it hit 75% before starting to decline.

The ship's crew, despite not being planetary-level elites, possessed mind speeds far surpassing ordinary humans.

The subtle shift in progress and the decline trend became instantly apparent to their heightened perception, instilling a collective sense of relief that arose subconsciously in everyone's hearts.

Everyone knew that the outcome of an attack on the Psychic Energy Canopy is determined in mere instances.

You either penetrate it, or you don't.

The shortest time, the highest frequency, the fiercest assault.

If a single blow fails to reach the threshold for breakthrough, it is utterly impossible to continue delivering such ferocious attacks purely through personal ability.

The Psychic Energy Canopy does experience fatigue and has its limits.

If the two mechas inside could consistently maintain this peak-level of attack, then the current assault reaching 75% of the threshold could eventually climb to 80%, 85%, 99%... until it finally breached 100%.

But clearly, they couldn't.

Human strength has its limits!

This mission... was practically secure.

...

"Still... can't do it?" Catherine's heart sank into darkness.

Victory and defeat hinge on a mere instant.

Honestly speaking, driven by her mission's weight and a soul-deep resolve, Catherine's attack this time was undoubtedly the fiercest she had ever launched in her life.

Yet… it still failed to shatter this seemingly fragile "membrane."

Judging from the counterforce feedback, her attack should have come very close to the limits of this Energy Canopy's defenses.

But that tiny difference... was enough to render her efforts fruitless.

The seemingly formidable figure beside her evidently wasn't as strong as imagined... perhaps even weaker than that spy.

Had she misjudged?

However, even if the spy had been with her, he wouldn't have helped her overcome this final barrier.

Born in the Galaxy Third Empire, that man might never experience any desperate drive strong enough to ignite his potential, let alone any chance of sudden breakthrough.

In the end, it was still her own inadequacy...

The dwindling brightness of her blade light mirrored the sinking desolation in her heart.

...

A wave of delight spread within the black spaceship.

Due to the briefness of time, none of them had yet expressed confirmation of their final victory aloud.

Yet in those fleeting moments, just as the progress bar had unmistakably shown signs of decline...

It suddenly surged upwards again!