"Hey, you. You’re finally awake.
You were trying to cross the border, right? You walked right into that imperial ambush, sa as us, and that Dr. Da Mu over there."
Larof said.
Dr. Da Mu: "Choose one from the three, and embark on your adventure."
"No, why do your Pokémon all look so bizarre? Obviously, that’s Uvirek, and...why is there a corpse here!"
Rein, with his hazy consciousness, said to Dr. Da Mu, looking at the corpse of Xu Fu with glasses and crossed arms. This clearly isn’t a Pokémon! What kind of skill is this nonsense! He rely found it utterly perplexing.
"Don’t co any closer! Red King!"
Diablo, too fearful of Xu Fu, activated his Stand ability on the prisoner transport cart heading to Helgen for execution.
"My hair?"
When Rein was still confused, he felt dizzy as ti seed to slice away, completely forgetting this period’s mories.
"Who are you?"
Hada Wa interrogated Rein.
"Such a realistic ga engine, am I already at the character creation nu? There’s no Chenfeng Plateau option; if I choose Human Race, I’d actually beco Human Race? That’d be ugly as hell, and surely my thing would shrink."
After careful consideration, Rein chose High Elf, knowing that as a T0 race, he could screw anyone he wants?
"You are the prettiest girl in the Western Continent I’ve ever seen, stars in your eyes. This child is my gift to you."
However, this race was also unavailable.
It turned out that the race had to be drawn from the card pool, and it was the rice pool, with a guaranteed rare draw within the first thirty tries for novices.
He reluctantly drew items from the mailbox.
The motor vibration indicated a golden draw.
He drew Cyberpunk 2077 Company Dog.
"My hair."
Rein read the skill description carefully, feeling impressed by the cyberware boasting forty-two forms of activation, including the enhanced version of forty-two in one Mantis Blade Steinway. David, sorry, your wife Lucy is in my care, don’t worry.
He adapted to the new body.
Kicking ass! Sha it’s only in the ga. Otherwise, I’d go to the Aran Imperial Palace and burn it to ashes.
Rein’s left chanical arm transford into a Gatling gun-like six-barreled machine gun, starting to sweep the Imperial Army, turning Hada Wa into a sieve instantly, as the entire Imperial Army was shredded into at paste.
"Bro! What kind of power is this? So Dwer technology?"
Uvirek was shocked, tearing off the cloth gagging his mouth. With this hero’s help, taking Dugu City would be effortless.
"You know nothing, bro, I hate Stormcloak the most."
Rein directly shot Uvirek into at paste, before he could even shout Dragon Roar.
Odin landed on the watchtower, his left cyberware transford into Magic Energy Penetration Cannon and blasted it into oblivion.
Dr. Da Mu, Xu Fu, everyone present was shot to death without exception!
"My head still hurts."
Rein clutched his head, still a bit hazy. What’s with Mr. Ao being so weak? Is this a dream or what? Doesn’t feel real.
"Now that it’s over, let’s find the Evil Dungeon. These people seed unmodded, their tails wagging high. It’s challenging but doable—a crazy dream. Huh? You’re still alive!"
As East Sea gangster, Rein couldn’t lag behind Mika and his wagging tail. He shredded the still-alive Diablo, though the guy’s ability launched before dying.
Upon regaining consciousness, he found himself in outer space, facing five Zakus wielding Chainsaw Swords and Particle Cannons attacking him.
"What’s going on! Screw it!"
Rein had no idea who he was, or where he was—only knowing he had to start a killing spree!
Finally.
As his killing urge unleashed, Huitt’s applied Frenzy Potion effectiveness fully revealed.
Black Rock City.
Encircled streets by army, under the Major General’s command, troops did not act rashly but observed a third-generation magic puppet brutally beating down a mindless werewolf, an overwhelming show, with the werewolf utterly defenseless.
"My God! Just Da Mu!"
Rein roared suddenly.
This left everyone stunned; despite not understanding his words, they were shocked the werewolf had thinking ability.
Sensing survival instinct, Rein’s consciousness instantly roused.
mories flooded back into Rein’s mind like a tide.
Pedan at Mulong’s lab, magic-guided modifications, Brutal Punishnt, Black Rock City, data monitoring device.
"Damn you! Damn you, Arcanists!"
Rein inwardly cursed Huitt’s n a thousand tis, but the third-generation magic puppet was no joke, matching the adventurer’s guild hero titles, per Aran Court Mage’s estimates.
Three Chainsaw Swords slashed towards Rein.
Suddenly, the long-forgotten combat mories triggered by donuts and debauchery at Heaven Port and the physical enhancent revived.
This body was incredibly strong!
Rapidly, he used his right arm to parry those Chainsaw Swords; damn, he’s not wearing Arm Armor, the right hand was about to be severed, making him Venus!
Yet, the new magic-guided chanical skeleton, combined with Brutal Punishnt, didn’t require Arm Armor, making the three puppets retreat.
The cyberware was indeed real, the brutal weapon designed by Lockhan’s Gouzhuang Master, now overclocked, glowing iron-red.
Forget about Pandora’s Box!
The left arm’s brutal punishnt morphed into a huge flywheel cluster, gear-like and crimson arcane energy forming the wheel axle.
These flywheels stacked dozens.
Seeing the puppets attacking, Rein swung without hesitation. The flywheel was like his limb, moving at his will.
Additionally, arcane glyph arrays in his eyes enhanced his vision by several tis, even seeing through covers to spot humanoid shapes.
The flywheels shredded the three magic puppets, like milling steel, sparks flooding as their groove iron was lathed circle by circle, exposing their azure cores.
Brutal punishnt converted into a six-barreled Wind Blade Cannon, blasting the head-sized cores.
The defeated scrap knelt powerlessly, losing combat ability.
Two more puppets fired, Particle Cannons harmless against Rein’s body; the summoning system arcane-created linear worms frantically patched wounds.
Sorry, Brother Hai!
Now I’m the real Brother Hai, pulling my demon trigger!
Brutal punishnt morphed into the arcane energy manifestation device.
Brutal punishnt was the top-tier magic energy weapon; if Lockhan was an Aran, he’d equip Grand Generals.
Red-blue arcane energy ford a huge hand extending twenty ters, gripping one puppet mid-air, pounding it fiercely.
In three seconds, slamd ten tis, breaking its precision junctions, revealing the core crushed by the arcane hand.
The Major General saw the situation worsen; this werewolf swiftly gained combat thought, not a mindless beast, deciding to reduce losses, ordering puppet retreat.
Too late—the arcane hand pulled the third-generation puppet to Rein, brutal punishnt reverted, transforming to claw-like Arm Armor.
With a tearing sound.
Both the iron and core were ripped into pieces.
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