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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 · Urbain
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101 Why are you forcing me!!! (6.2k)_4

He swiftly vanished into the dense darkness of the forest depths.

On the highway.

The silver mecha stood silently erect.

Behind it, three silver streams of light were revolving at high speed.

Emitting a series of fearsome buzzing sounds.

Just now, had it not been for those three streaks of silver light, Bai Xiao would've charged over and made the pilot of the silver mecha pay.

"What kind of Biological Armor is that?"

"Its defense, so exaggerated..."

A mechanical synthetic voice slowly emanated from beneath the silver mecha's helmet.

He watched in the direction where Bai Xiao disappeared into the trees.

"Silver Moon!"

Instantly, a metallic knife buried in the mud flew back.

Silently hovering in front of the silver mecha.

One could see that all the red crystals on the metallic knife had been completely depleted, and the thorny patterns on the surface had become dull and worn.

The silver mecha felt a bit of pain, grabbing the metallic knife.