My Cell Prison Novel Chapter 1002 - 1002 1001 Victory or Defeat

??Chapter 1002: Chapter 1001: Victory or Defeat

Chapter 1002: Chapter 1001: Victory or Defeat

Sa Kind

Whether it was the basic system of the two or their subsequent multi-faceted developnt, their physical traits and various bizarre abilities were very similar, even down to their modes of thought.

Continuous cleaving, sweeping, and leaping slashes…

Due to the deathly assault caused each ti the scythe swung, Ed’s sword-handling palm had suffered deep damage.

Due to the chaotic data released internally when the lightsaber struck, Han Dong’s hands had also suffered deep damage.

During the 136th weapon collision.

The already battered right hands of both, when subjected to the weapon’s reactive force… the entire thumb along with the flesh of the palm was completely torn apart.

Clang!

The weapon naturally flew out of their hands along with the severed thumb.

As the Dead Scythe fell, it transford into the shape of a Crow Wand and firmly planted itself in the ground.

The Data Lightsaber, the mont it slipped from the hand, underwent a system reset, transforming into a handgun with an integrated circuit structure, crashing to the ground.

Both these pieces were epic-level equipnt, highly compatible with their owners… the mont Ed or Han Dong’s consciousness passed onto them, the weapons would swiftly return to their respective hands.

However… the return of the weapons required ti and process, yet the fight between the two continued.

Neither Han Dong nor Ed had any intention of recalling their weapons.

Click, click ~ (sound of bones rubbing when clenching a fist)

The mont the weapons slipped from their hands, both clenched their fists tightly and simultaneously threw out punches.

The Count had alone endured the pain, barely recovering.

In hatred for his enemy, he conjured the “Abyssal Bloodhound Arm” during his punching motion.

The crimson fist collided with Ed’s face, imdiately crushing his facial features and even damaging the internal data layer (green characters floated visibly within the muscle tissues of Ed’s face, intricately positioned blood vessels arrayed like circuits within the flesh).

On the other hand, Ed’s fist also squarely t Han Dong’s cheek.

This punch instantly triggered the automatic defense chanism of the “Faceless Skull,” causing nurous grey tentacles to sprout from the face, attempting to block the damage from the punch.

However, what seed like an ordinary punch instantly shattered the tentacle defense layer.

This data-driven attack constituted ‘true damage,’ fully ignoring the reduction effect of “Deadliest Stance”… Crack! It fractured his cheek.

Both struck by the heavy punches, flew backwards simultaneously.

Several pink octopus tentacles from behind embraced Han Dong, absorbing the force of his backward flight, while a healing “Deep Sea Secret thod” worked on Han Dong’s skull.

Injured skull.

Only the high-tier “Deep Sea Secret thod” from Nicole could repair it, ordinary healing thods were useless.

“Nicole, thanks.”

“Do you need my help, ssenger Sir?”

“Helping this much is already enough, Ed isn’t a bad person, just stay put for now… co out to help when I urgently need you.”

…

As Ed’s body flew backwards through the air, cables sprouting from the ground connected to the ports on his back, stopping his backward flight while also adjusting and correcting the chaotic paraters within his body.

Even though both faces had suffered trendous injuries, almost damaging the crucial brain.

A smile, characteristic of the battlefield, still lingered on their faces, it had been a long ti since they had fought so freely and vigorously.

Especially Ed.

The Capital City was a relatively conservative place, unlike the Holy City, which often organized investigative missions and various expeditions, they rarely organized activities outside the city.

Day and night, regular training and programming work trapped Ed in a “circle”.

This ti’s “node turbulence” gave him an unprecedented sense of novelty. Nicholas’s arrival shattered his understanding of the conventional fate levels, broke many definitions of “power,” and allowed him a wholly new understanding of the “system”.

Even in the recent battle, he had an important realization, a feeling of breaking out of the “circle”.

Buzz!

The Crow Wand flew back into Han Dong’s hand, who began chanting spells from Ancient Egypt.

He lifted his left hand, fingers spread wide.

As strands of black Death Qi, originating from the Underworld, overflowed from the palm, a two-ter diater Black Magic Array ford before him… The signs on it slowly rotated following Han Dong’s chanting.

A bandage-wrapped arm had already crawled out from between the arrays.

The spells Han Dong chanted might have been calling the dead from Underworld, as an army of the dead descended… or perhaps he was unleashing a death secret thod beyond his own level.

Correspondingly.

Ed had retrieved his silver handgun, and the programming of the next “Delete Bullet” was complete, the muzzle aid at Han Dong’s head.

Just at that mont.

Ed suddenly changed his gesture to mimic ‘surrendering the gun’.

It was not that he couldn’t defeat Han Dong.

In the simulation running through Ed’s brain, this shot, if it collided directly with the magic Han Dong was casting, had a 53.7% chance of success… Choosing to surrender was due to Ed having other ideas.

Seeing this, Han Dong did not continue his attack. He decisively cancelled his chant, and the undisclosed dead, still between the arrays, let out a wail and returned to the Underworld.

Due to the forced interruption, Han Dong also suffered considerable backlash damage, clutching his chest as a clump of sticky black sand spewed from his mouth.

“This confirms that you are indeed a ‘human.’ I lost this ‘Node War’…”

Han Dong was startled, not quite understanding the other’s tactics, “Ed, according to the Node War’s rules, as long as you can kill , no matter how horrendous the external battle situation, it should count as your victory, shouldn’t it?”

“I myself do not care for such a victory, and if I really wanted to kill you, I would have to sacrifice ‘half’ of myself… It’s really not worth it.

Your army has already breached four temples.

Except for the Temple of the Sun God which could basically hold, the rest of the temples are under restraint.

40% of the pyramid’s interior has been invaded by the rebels, and the remaining internal forces are simply unable to withstand your special invaders.

I am a bit curious… what exactly is the origin of this town? It can’t just be a common True Fate, right?”

“It pertains to a chain of events, corresponding to a special world.

The town’s system is very special, governed by a mayor responsible for selecting townsfolk, usually choosing elites from various small worlds. It’s a different story from the security of the City of Gods.”

This left Ed with a puzzled face, “Directly selecting the elites from lower-level worlds? What kind of power is that? This is sothing even I, as a ‘Node Holder,’ haven’t heard of.”

“Hm?” Han Dong had suspected this early on.

If Derry Town could select Promoted ones from the lower worlds, then other middle-level worlds of the sa rank as Derry Town should also be able to select.

The competition must be fierce.

But… those selected to Derry Town were indeed the elites of the elites.

Ed pinched the bridge of his nose and said earnestly, “No wonder you couldn’t take down the world’s node of the town but ca to snatch mine… That mayor really isn’t ordinary.

I suspect he must possess a Legend-level item, one that can directly select people from the small worlds.

That’s really interesting… Ouch! Let’s not fight anymore!

Anyway, my City of Gods army can still hold on for a while, shall we have a chat instead?”