Dr. Sim's Golden Gong Colossus was immense and immensely powerful.
However, the larger something was, the more cumbersome it became.
Seeing Han Lang hurtling towards him, followed by two flying swords, Dr. Sim instinctively controlled the colossus to retract its attack and defend.
But the speed of his hands could not match Han Lang's current velocity.
Even if he wanted to turn and defend, it was almost impossible at this point.
As Han Lang drew nearer, in a moment of desperation, Dr. Sim had a flash of inspiration. He controlled the colossus to open its massive mouth, take a deep breath, and then, with all his might, let out a deafening roar.
"ROAR!"
The colossal sound wave generated by the colossus's roar instantly engulfed Han Lang.
Under this intense sonic wave, Han Lang and the giant swords felt as if they were being subjected to immense resistance, unable to advance further.
Moreover, the roar was deafening, and Han Lang, caught within its embrace, bore the brunt of it.
Before long, he was struggling in agony under the terrifying sonic wave.
Blood even began to seep from his ears and nose.
"Young Master!" Ma Long exclaimed, filled with worry.
Dan Nan and Tang Geng's hearts also leaped into their throats.
They had hardly expected Dr. Sim to have such a hidden move.
In this situation, Han Lang was in grave danger.
With the last shred of clarity in his mind, Han Lang circulated his spiritual energy throughout his body, covering himself with a faint, silver spiritual energy shield.
This was to resist the sonic wave's attack.
The effect was quite significant.
Protected by the shield, the sonic wave was instantly blocked.
Han Lang immediately felt much better.
However, at this moment, the spiritual power of the flawed spirit-preserving pill was almost depleted.
Without hesitation, he swallowed two more.
Once the sonic wave dissipated, he once again charged towards Dr. Sim with his giant swords.
Dr. Sim was now truly out of options.
He could only watch as the giant swords pierced the colossus's abdomen twice.
As the swords penetrated, Dr. Sim felt a dizzying sensation, almost causing his Golden Luo illusion to vanish.
But he knew.
The only thing attacking him now were the giant swords.
Han Lang kept his eyes fixed on Dr. Sim's true form, poised for action.
He was waiting for the colossus to dissipate so he could deliver a fatal blow.
At this moment, he absolutely could not dispel the colossus.
With astonishing willpower, Dr. Sim sustained the colossus's existence amidst a wave of intense dizziness.
And in this daze, his brain malfunctioned, and he vomited with a "wow."
He had no time to dwell on such details.
This blood sacrifice had already engaged Han Lang in many exchanges.
Time did not allow for further hesitation.
Mobilizing his last reserves of energy,
Dr. Sim experienced a surge of resurgence.
His speed returned, and his strength was restored.
His right arm retracted, forming a fist.
He punched directly at the close-proximity Han Lang.
Han Lang had not anticipated Dr. Sim's sudden burst of speed at all.
Caught off guard, he was struck hard by the punch.
He was completely sent flying, tumbling through the air like a drifting leaf, violently repelled.
"Haha..."
Dr. Sim laughed.
This strike was his all.
He believed Han Lang could not withstand this blow.
"Victory still belongs to me!"
Although he could not confirm Han Lang's life or death at this moment,
He had almost certainly accepted the fact of his victory in his heart.
Without checking on Han Lang's condition, he intended to use the last remaining time to finish off Ma Long, Dan Nan, and the others.
Because he also knew,
Once his golden body was dispelled, his weakness would be unprecedented.
At that point, Liu Xiaoxiao could still give him the final blow by sacrificing Tang Qin.
Therefore, he could not allow such a situation to occur!
Watching Dr. Sim approach,
A trace of despair gradually appeared in the eyes of Dan Nan, Tang Geng, and the others.
"In the end, we lost?"
Although unwilling, Dan Nan and the others did not blame fate.
In this battle, all of them had given their utmost.
The failure was not the fault of any one of them.
After all, they were facing an alien with strength comparable to the Nascent Soul stage, something the entire cultivation world had never encountered.
Even if the Military Region Commander Song Heguo were here,
He would not have a guaranteed victory in this battle.
Their ability to assist Han Lang and push Dr. Sim to this extent was indeed formidable.
It was just a pity.
They ultimately could not take Dr. Sim down with them.
At the final moments of their lives,
They no longer wished to resist in vain.
Supporting each other, they walked with heavy steps, struggling forward to Liu Xiaoxiao's side.
They surrounded her and Tang Qin in the center.
At this moment, they shared a single belief.
Han Lang was right.
They were comrades.
Even in death, they would not abandon any comrade.
Even in death, they would protect the girls of their team in the very center.
Even in death, even if nothing could be changed,
At this moment, their hearts were tightly bound together, not abandoning anyone.
Dr. Sim's footsteps drew nearer.
The colossus's palm slowly rose, casting a shadow that blotted out the sky over everyone.
As soon as this palm strike landed, they would all perish in a foreign land.
"Father, your son is unfilial, leaving you before you. Uncle Haoran, I apologize, I failed to protect Tang Qin!" This was Tang Geng's thought at this moment.
"Commander! Your subordinate is ashamed, unable to complete the mission you entrusted!" This was Dan Nan's guilt towards Song Heguo.
"Young Master, I apologize. I couldn't die with you!" This was Ma Long's regret.
...
Except for Tang Qin, who was unconscious and unaware of the situation, everyone else was reflecting on their final moments.
Then, they all closed their eyes, awaiting the arrival of death.
Just then.
Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind approached.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
Immediately after, golden needles, one after another, enlarged with a bang.
The square bricks, just like before, formed a temporary shelter, protecting the few people within.
Following this, Han Lang, with his two flying swords on his back, like a savior, directly charged towards Dr. Sim.
Everyone opened their eyes.
Seeing this scene, they were overjoyed.
"Young Master isn't dead! He's still alive!" Ma Long was the first to exclaim.
"That's great! That's great! It seems heaven still favors us!"
"Now, Dr. Sim must be at the end of his rope. He definitely has no way to resist Han Lang's attack!"
"Boss! Boss! Mighty boss!"
"That's wonderful, Han Lang! With you here, we still have hope!"
...
The crowd, one after another, expressed their excitement.
But Dr. Sim looked on with disbelief.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? My full-power strike, how could you possibly endure it?"