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...
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Hiss... Hiss... Hiss...
From the shattered window, a wisp of black Qi emerged.
It moved quickly and vanished into Bai Xiao's body in an instant.
He froze on the spot for a moment.
Looking down, on the back of his right hand, just above the Skull Mark, a black line slowly appeared. The line was fine, like a slender, sharp sword.
"What does this mean?"
Bai Xiao furrowed his brows, his attention drawn to it as he pondered.
Boom!!!
In an instant, a window of building number two shattered explosively behind him.
A burly figure swiftly fell from it.
Clutching dual blades, he viciously swung them at Bai Xiao's back!
Thud!
The burly figure was sent flying backward in an instant.
The dual blades in his hands also snapped from the forceful blow and were flung away.