Shen Feng snorted. Two mechanical tentacles shot out from the deathly black Nanomechanical Cluster, pinning the lunging shadow firmly to the wall.
On the surface of his body, the Nanomechanical Cluster, which had turned deathly black from the electromagnetic pulse, trembled slightly, shaking a layer of damaged Nanomechanical Insects to the ground like a cloud of black dust.
The Nanomechanical Cluster he used was the latest generation of Nanomechanical Insects from the Gray Tide, which possessed a certain resistance to electromagnetic pulses. Otherwise, a close-range EMP like that would have completely destroyed the entire cluster covering his body.
The recent electromagnetic pulse had a wide range. All the televisions in the corridor had been completely fried by the blast, and the news that was playing came to an abrupt halt.
