Bai Xiao descended, lifting his head to not only see the bizarre and magnificent world but also the professional modifier he had downloaded before crossing over. "Drain all experience from my sub-occupations, 'Biological Mecha Master', 'Mystic Explorer', 'Special Hypnotist', transforming it into one million potential points, all enhancing my main occupation, 'Fighter'!" "I... have obtained the golden ultimate occupation, 'God of Martial Combat'!" The largest urban agglomeration in the world, a night of torrential rain. On the ground, countless Killing Ghosts and Fighters fought to the death, while hordes of metal Mechas and Biological Armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flame intertwined, plunging everything into primordial violence and chaos. Atop a high tower, Bai Xiao stood silently amidst the rainy darkness, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes looked down below, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness. He leaped down with his trench coat wildly dancing. The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battleground! A cold voice echoed across the city skyline. "Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, try to stop me..." A modern city of extravagant luxury, an era of entertainment and consumption supreme. Beneath seventy years of peaceful façade, lied another mad and bloody Inner World. Fighters, masters of their martial traditions, and Killing Ghosts, controlled by combat modes, engaged in a frightful, relentless slaughter. Metal Mechas with terrifying energy and Biological Armors extracted from monstrous cells commenced a brutal struggle between old and new technologies. In this era infested with machinery and altered by external entities, to proclaim the power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...
"I get it!" the youth next to the man in purple exclaimed, his arm raised passionately. "What the boss means is, even if the other side is extraordinary, we must go all out to complete the mission... and preserve the reputation of our gunfire!"
"Smack!"
The man in purple slapped the youth on the back of his head.
"Cut the crap!"
"What I mean is, our team is precious, every member is an elite and genius in the assassin world! Without us, it would be a huge loss to the entire assassin world! Similarly, it would also be a loss to the many old clients we've accumulated over time... as well as the new customers we might gain in the future!"
"Money is certainly important, but the lives of our brothers are even more important!"
"Retreat!!!"
...
In the Dingyuan Building, the battle was still raging on the twenty-seventh floor.
Boom!
A fiery red fist whistled through the air, and then slammed heavily into Bai Xiao's shoulder, causing him to stagger instantly.