Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1523 39: Arrow of Freezing

The bow was drawn taut like a perfect, gleaming moon!

As Lu Qingxue's three fingers pulled back the string, a seven-meter-long arrow of pure white light materialized instantly. Twisting ice crystals, akin to frost, encased the arrow, harmonizing with the white bow and the matching white mecha. This formation radiated an aura of chilling, lethal intent.

Lu Qingxue's gaze, sharp and cold, was locked onto the distant end of the corridor. With a sudden release, her fingers let go.

Hum!

The taut string of the Big Snow Bow vibrated with immense power, and the Ice Arrow shot forth, cleaving the very air!

Around them, survivors who had been watching intently could only crane their necks. They stared, mesmerized, at the mecha, its curves elegant, its pure white exterior shimmering. A breathtaking spectacle of icy mist bloomed before the bow.

And then...

A stark, straight corridor formed from ice crystals materialized in the air before them.

Luke Hall let out a sneer, proclaiming, "Excellent timing!"

His S-Class mecha, the [Ghost White Tiger], its battle-worn coating mottled, crossed its arms. The Plasma Light Spear spun, leaving a lingering afterimage. The mecha's entire form moved with an agility that defied its massive size, its knees bending before it launched itself skyward from the ground.

Thud!

The observers felt a powerful tremor beneath their feet. Then, they watched the mecha ascend directly upwards, enveloped in crackling blue-white electric light. The Light Spear held firmly in its grasp, it descended in a swift, decisive slash!

"Break for me…!"

Luke Hall's defiant roar echoed as the straight corridor of ice crystals and the blade of the Light Spear clashed instantaneously.

Boom!

A colossal ice explosion, spanning over a hundred meters, erupted outwards.

With a heavy thud, the [Ghost White Tiger] landed forcefully. Its fierce visage began to contort, revealing a savage, beast-like savagery in its gaze. In its right hand, it crushed a fragment of ice crystal with sheer force.

"Is that all?"

Luke Hall declared with blatant arrogance. The [Ghost White Tiger] slowly righted itself, casually discarding a scattering of ice shards.

Upon hearing his words, Lu Qingxue's eyes remained placid, like an ancient, undisturbed well. She began to draw her bow once more.

With a slight tremor from the wings adorning the [Frost Angel], Lu Qingxue drew the bowstring, this time using all five fingers of her right hand.

Hum...

Three distinct Ice Arrows coalesced directly between her fingers.

One bow, three arrows!

In a flash, the arrows streaked across the sky. Lu Qingxue paid no heed to Luke Hall's taunts.

"Insolent!"

A sharp cry erupted as the [Ghost White Tiger] forcefully spread its arms wide, instantly shattering the entangled Plasma Spear.

From this initial defensive clash, Luke Hall had formed a basic assessment: the opponent's attack... he was confident he could block it.

However, a hesitant voice suddenly crackled through the communication channel: "General Hall… below you…"

Below? What was below?

Luke Hall frowned, his gaze instinctively dropping downwards.

To his astonishment, he saw a thin layer of ice crystals rapidly spreading from the ground up to the mecha's legs.

He attempted to activate his engines to heat the mecha's exterior, but simultaneously, a warning flashed across his monitor.

[Warning: Mecha braking system under unknown attack. All circuits frozen.]

[Warning...]

The engineering team monitoring the Ghost White Tiger watched in stunned disbelief as their commander's mecha was encased in frost within moments, then completely immobilized...

The seamless layer of ice completely enveloped the mecha's entire body, a 360-degree shroud with no gaps whatsoever.

From a distance, it resembled a glittering, flawless ice sculpture.

An S-Class mecha had been frozen solid? Hadn't the previous attack been shattered with ease?

Thousands of engineers felt an overwhelming sense of bewilderment, utterly unprepared for this abrupt turn of events.

The one responsible for this astonishing feat, Lu Qingxue, had no intention of revealing the arcane secrets behind it.

As the inheritor of the Ancient Survivors from the Luqin Universe, Lu Qingxue wielded mysterious inheritances unknown even to many powerful factions. Her [Frost Angel], though merely an S-Class mecha, had demonstrated the capacity to repulse the Solomon Holy Fleet in engagements beyond the Snow Domain, armed solely with its Big Snow Bow.

The true marvel of the Frost Angel lay not in its formidable offensive capabilities, but in its unparalleled freezing power, which transcended mere technology and classification!

[Engine entering overload state. Circuits will recover from freezing in 2 seconds.]

With Luke Hall's frantic manipulations of the console, the central control system finally relayed this crucial message. This peculiar freezing was not permanent, but...

Luke Hall's expression turned grim, his face contorted with a terrifying realization. For his adversary, the mecha adorned with snow-white wings, was launching three meteor-like arrows directly towards him!

"Damn it all."

The instant this curse left Luke Hall's lips, all the engineers witnessed the [Ghost White Tiger] being struck by the three Ice Arrows.

The first arrow found its mark, piercing directly through the mecha's left eye. A spray of ice mingled with metallic debris erupted from behind.

A web of fine cracks instantly spread across the tiger-mouth shaped armor on Ghost White Tiger's chest as the second arrow found its mark. The impact of this strike, transmitted through the mecha's defenses, sent Luke Hall, still glaring, flying backward in his cockpit with a mouthful of blood.

Unlike the preceding two arrows, the third projectile detonated just before impact. The fragmented ice crystals, caught in the force field's pull, began to spin violently, unleashing a terrifying Ice Storm at an extremely close range.

Boom!

Blasted forcefully by the Ice Storm's impact, the [Ghost White Tiger], which had been frozen for the preceding two seconds, was sent skidding away.

Thud!

Within a second mecha, the piloting mechanical master's eyes widened. He instinctively raised his shield to intercept but, recalling that it was General Luke Hall's mecha, he forcibly restrained himself. With a look of resolute despair, he opened his arms.

However, this mechanical master had tragically overlooked the vast difference in size and weight between an A-Class and an S-Class mecha.

The rear of the Ghost White Tiger directly collided with the second mecha, flattening it like a bowling ball and relentlessly crushing every obstruction in its path.

The swirling Ice Storm, filling the entire corridor, rumbled onward toward the entrance.

No one dared to fire upon the [Ghost White Tiger]!

Thus, in the outer orbit of the planetary ring, amidst countless warships, eyes stared blankly as...

The S-Class Ghost White Tiger, along with over a dozen mass-produced A-Class Star Rank mechas, were unceremoniously swept away like mere refuse.

It wasn't until they had been flung a full kilometer away that the Ghost White Tiger finally broke free from its frozen state.

Luke Hall roared in utter fury, yet the physical agony was eclipsed by the profound humiliation that gnawed at his mind.

He, a renowned war general of the Firmament Corps, had been outmaneuvered by a mere woman.

"Damn woman, I will crush you!"

The crazed roar echoed across the public frequency, while Lu Qingxue's gaze remained impassive, growing even colder.

Within the Firmament Fleet, eighty thousand soldiers collectively shivered.

What exactly had General Hall endured within that mecha to provoke such incandescent rage?

"Qingxue."

Mu Fan's voice reached her ear, and Lu Qingxue's icy eyes instantly softened. Their understanding needed no words.

"Later," her cherry lips parted slightly, and Lu Qingxue's slender jade fingers danced with elegant precision.

Minute dots of light emerged from Frost Angel's fingertips as she once again drew her bowstring.