บท 471: Chapter 281, Torn to Pieces

Irong Fetches would never be caught 'off guard'.

But even the process of visual system detection, logical calculation, command transmission, and mechanical response... all of these still required time.

And time was exactly what they didn't have.

Her laser-emitting eyes had already started moving downward, toward Anat, but as the lasers burned a hole into the pockmarked shoulder armor of Anat, the light abruptly stopped.

Because Anat's chainsaw sword arrived faster than even his roar of rage.

The roaring chainsaw blade, filled with fury as if returning from hell itself, struck Irong Fetches's mechanical spider body with a solid blow. The external metal defense shell could not stop the chainsaw sword; amidst a shower of sparks, a vast fissure was cut open, revealing the crackling electric light inside.