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Holy Fist!

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...

Gray tombstone · Urban
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244 Chs

105. Unable to withstand a single blow!

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"It's a trap, retreat!!!"

The Nightingale Captain roared.

From the sides of his moon-white vambraces, two slender and sharp scimitars shot out swiftly. He spread his arms wide, his gaze locked tightly on the fifteen Biological Armors ambushed in the room, clearly ready to cover the retreat at the cost of his life.

Indeed, in such a situation, holding the line meant certain death.

"Tat tat tat..."

It was precisely because members of the Nightingale Team believed in the Nightingale Captain and followed his commands to the letter that they could be called Evolution Land's elite, successfully carrying out various dangerous missions. If the captain ordered them to stay behind, they would not hesitate even against fifteen Biological Armors. Now that the captain had ordered a retreat, they immediately pulled back!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A series of moon-white figures hastily retreated back the way they came.

The only one who didn't move was Lv Ling.