As pseudo-beasts, they at best possessed only a fraction of the original's strength. Eventually, after a failed biological experint, they were deed dangerous and unusable creations by the sages of the Heterodox Academy. All were executed and thrown into a hidden corner of the Demon Prison, out of contact with the outside world.
After a prolonged period of weathering, these forgotten pseudo-beasts had died as completely as anything can die, with only a small amount of their life force lingering within their bodies.
The front-line scientific expedition team went through great hardship to extract so of the pseudo-beast remains from the graveyard.
The magnetic fluid that ford the Kui Ox cha was essentially the bone marrow of the Kui Ox's corpse, while the so-called artificial intelligence support System was the trace Soul Fragnts within the Kui Ox's body.
When Ding Zhensi let the magneto-fluid flow through his body, he lifted the functional restrictions of the Kui Ox cha and rged with the residual Will of Kui Ox.
The Heterodox Academy and the Special Affairs Bureau's equipnt technology departnt had done their utmost to negate the influence of the leftover Soul Fragnts, but how could a mortal body perfectly withstand the will of a ferocious beast?
Every mont since lifting the restrictions, Ding Zhensi had been wrestling with the voices in his own mind.
The Will of Kui Ox—betrayed by its creator, filled with hatred and lantation, the sadness of being forgotten, self-loathing, pain, and confusion—was constantly affecting his body and mind, luring him to lose himself and indulge in the ecstasy of slaughter and destruction.
KILL! KILL! KILL!
KILL! KILL! KILL!
If I destroy everything before , perhaps the pain will stop!
Lift the restrictions, embrace my power, and you will beco a deity towering above the earth!
More magnetic fluid fibrous bundles grew within the Kui Ox cha, and within the cockpit, fragnted voices kept murmuring in Ding Zhensi's ears.
The young man swung the High-Frequency Vibration Knife over and over, having beco completely numb to the fatigue and pain of his limbs.
But his eyes had regained their clarity.
"SHUT UP ALREADY!!"
THUD!
The High-Frequency Vibration Knife plunged deeply into the ground, and the incessant noise in his ears was wiped away in an instant.
I am the one piloting this cha. You, spirit, should know your place.
"How much Energy is left?"
Ding Zhensi's voice, as cold as iron, echoed in the cockpit.
The pair of crimson eyes displayed on the cockpit's LCD screen stared straight back at him, and ultimately, a low and hoarse electronic voice sounded out.
[cha remaining Energy, 2%]
Two percent... That should be enough.
Ding Zhensi gripped his trembling hands firmly, took a deep breath, and with a sweeping blow, forced Li Ang back, compelling the latter to use the Cloud Ascending Ladder to leap into the air.
As for himself, he controlled the scarred cha, bending its body and raising the Longsword behind him, assuming a sword stance.
[Skill Na: Ship Cutter: Furious Waves]
[Type: Fighting]
[Special Effect: Ship Cutter. Launch the target into the air with a strike as powerful as crashing waves, then execute the kill.]
[Energy Consumption: 500 Stamina Points]
[Cooldown: 1 hour]
[Learning Conditions: Pilot a giant humanoid cha, with the cha not externally powered and having less than 5% remaining Energy]
[Remark: Cut people, cut armor, cut ships]
Furious Waves!
The two Vector Propulsion Jet Engines squeezed out their remaining Energy, emitting a final burst of azure flas and propelling the heavy cha into the air. The High-Frequency Vibration Knife in its hand transford into surging waves, sweeping towards Li Ang.
"The ten minutes are up..."
Li Ang's faint voice resonated midair. Before Ding Zhensi could comprehend the aning of those words, he saw Li Ang's fingertips shimring with a green glow, and in an instant, Li Ang's figure vanished from sight.
HUM—
A faint vibration humd in the air behind him.
Ding Zhensi only felt a flash of green light from the corner of his eye, then looked down dumbfounded to find that a green Beam had pierced through his abdon before he knew it.
The self-healing combat suit was completely ineffective, and his limbs, already at the end of their tether, rapidly lost their remaining strength.
The cha crashed heavily to the ground, creating a crater.
The last image in Ding Zhensi's view was the figure of Dragon Head White Lab Coat, stepping down invisible stairs, slowly descending, and retrieving the piece of the beer bottle he had previously wedged into a crevice of the cha.
The Teleport effect of "Mirror World Travel" from the "Abyssal Magic Mirror" had a ten-minute cooldown.
Li Ang had been delaying for ten minutes, continually draining the cha's Energy. The instant the cooldown finished, he activated the Special Effect, flickering behind the cha. Using a Disintegration Technique, he pierced through the unpowered armor that could no longer maintain its integrity, extinguishing Ding Zhensi's last sliver of hope for victory.
As Ding Zhensi fell unconscious due to excessive blood loss, the arena battle concluded with a one-sided score of 10:0.
"That's why I say, fighting in a cha in the arena is just too much."
Li Ang casually tossed the beer bottle fragnts into his backpack slot to prevent the surrounding audience from discovering the nature of his ability.
He rubbed his wrist, leaned over, and fumbled open the chest armor of the Kui Ox cha. Pretending to check Ding Zhensi's injuries, he helped treat the bleeding wounds, all while sneakily prying at the Kui Ox cha's internal parts, almost tempted to stuff the whole cha into his backpack slot.
Unfortunately, before he could act, the entire cha reverted to magnetic fluid. It splashed onto the ground, then quickly receded and burrowed back into Ding Zhensi's body. The anxious Special Affairs Bureau staff waiting below the stage also rushed up to check on Ding Zhensi's condition.
"Brother Li!"
The voice of Xing Hechou ca from behind. As Li Ang turned, he saw Old Xing's face, with its thick brows and large eyes, exuding an air of righteousness.
"Phew, I really owe you one this ti."
"Huh?"
Thankful for what? For beating a Special Affairs Bureau agent to the point of losing a kidney? Li Ang arched an eyebrow.
"I know you've hidden your strength," Xing Hechou said solemnly. "If it weren't for you this ti—if it had been another player—Agent Ding might have suffered far more severe injuries. Or he might have been thwarted before he could display his full strength, losing his fighting spirit as a result. Thank you, Brother Li."
No need to thank , Tailo.
Li Ang waved his hand dismissively. "That was all him; it has nothing to do with . But you guys, developing sothing like this..." He glanced at Ding Zhensi, who was being lifted by a hovering stretcher toward the dical pod, and added earnestly, "Truly impressive."
If the Special Affairs Bureau could possess large-scale, practical cha weapons, that wouldn't be a bad thing for
either—security in places like Yin City would improve, and my "Li Ang" identity could be maintained even longer.
Xing Hechou chuckled. He wasn't very familiar with the affairs of the equipnt technology departnt himself.
The two stood there making awkward conversation for a while, until Li Ang, having recovered enough stamina, excused himself to buy sothing to eat and returned to the spectator seats.
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