A loud explosion shook the village.
The shield shattered.
The alien flew across the open ground and crashed into the mud wall surrounding the village.
The wall collapsed on top of him.
Lu Zhen looked at his fist.
"Twenty percent suppression is not enough."
A laugh came from beneath the debris.
The alien commander stood.
Part of his armour had cracked, but he did not seem seriously injured.
"You are also stronger than recorded."
"Again, thank you."
The commander stopped smiling.
His armour opened along the back.
Four thin metallic limbs emerged and stabbed into the ground.
The suppression field became stronger.
Leng Pan felt her connection with the water molecules around her weaken.
Lu Hao's lightning flickered.
Silk's threads became thinner.
Even Lu Zhen's flames lost some of their intensity.
The aliens immediately gained the advantage.
One soldier fired towards Ouyang Jin.
