In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

Moon-white flames spewed from the fire-breathing gun, but were blocked by the blood-red bones, failing to burn anything of value.

Seeing that he couldn't hit anything with his own body as a weapon, Asmon wasn't angry. Instead, he raised his hand and made a move—

"Sacrifice!"

The lumps of flesh on the ground vanished rapidly, and the ground returned to calm. Lilith cautiously retreated, flashing to land in front of Lu Mingfei, her body shimmering with light.

If anything seemed amiss, she would immediately transform into the true form of a succubus to protect Lu Mingfei.

"In the name of Asmodeus, I summon!"

"In the name of Lu Mingfei, I summon!"

A tall, humanoid figure, clad entirely in armor, descended. His armor was a bright, shimmering gold, while his outer robe was a soft, delicate pinkish-purple. But both armor and robe possessed an unforgettable, exquisite quality—

The reliefs on the armor stretch endlessly, and when viewed together, they seem to evoke an epic; the same is true of the cloth shirt, which at first glance appears to be just a blurry patch of color, but upon closer inspection, one can discern a kind of unpredictable, grating-like effect from the ingenious weaving techniques...

Son of the Emperor

【✪✪✪✪】【1500/1500/1500】

[Race: Human/Demon] [Attribute: Evil] [Special Abilities: First Strike, Exorcism, Death Touch]

[Special Move: Phoenix Metamorphosis, Chemos' Champion Swordsman]

[Phoenix Metamorphosis: Transformation. Attack and defense receive a massive boost; race changes to Assassin/Demon; gains the ability to kill. Upon death, the abyss will notice, and the evil dragon Tiamat has a chance to cast its gaze upon this location.]

[Champion Swordsman of Chemos: Passive Skill. When facing an attack, first calculate the dodge probability based on the difference in attack attributes between the enemy and oneself, then calculate the damage.]

Without time to command the four energy-level spirits that had just landed, Asmon abruptly turned his head and cast his gaze toward Luo Tianyi's location in the distance.

Even through the layer of night clothes, he could still see Luo Tianyi's hair tied in a figure-eight shape.

"...It really is Luo Tianyi? And that elf... Miyamoto Musashi? From Baki?"

"No, buddy, you watch pretty eclectic stuff..."

After a silent sigh, Asmon immediately withdrew the crimson bones that were protecting him. Using them within his limits was fine, but exceeding those limits, even if he was using magic cards, would have a very serious consequence:

Decreased vision in both eyes.

Asmon didn't want to have to use a cane to walk in the future.

The purplish-red flesh wrapped around his body like a leather suit writhed, gradually changing color with Asmon's movements, finally turning as black as the night and dissolving into the night without a trace.

Lu Mingfei also became alert and instructed Luo Tianyi to be more vigilant and search the surroundings, while he and Lilith focused their attention on the warrior clad in golden armor.

Strangely, ever since it was summoned, the warrior stood motionless, seemingly with no intention of fighting whatsoever—Lu Mingfei could even see something transparent hanging down beneath its visor—

Is it one of those common tropes in comics? To create a sense of power disparity between the enemy and allies, characters might even become tired and fall asleep when facing a "powerful foe"?

"No, brother, you're overthinking it."

A hint of helplessness crept into Lu Mingze's voice. "He's a piece of trash, I'm not kidding."

"If you want, brother, I can take action right now and pin him down here."

Let's forget about it then.

Lu Mingfei became more vigilant, his eyes fixed on the golden-armored warrior. Miyamoto Musashi, Luo Tianyi, and Lilith stood guard beside him, keeping watch from three directions.

Although it started out of a moment of righteous indignation, the two still exercised considerable restraint in their fight.

Putting aside other things, the fact that Lu Mingfei didn't bring Talulah back from her studies in another world to end the match, and that Asmon didn't use scrolls or spell crystals—methods beyond the realm of summoners—is enough to demonstrate the restraint between the two in their battle.

Both of them tacitly kept their battle confined to the realm of "sparring" and did not escalate the intensity further.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei pondered that if he made the first move, who knew what kind of tricks Asmon would pull out of his pocket to deal with him...

"Fine, brother, if you want to play, then go ahead." Lu Mingze's voice trailed off. "But, brother, if you don't have any other tricks up your sleeve, you'll lose."

So what if I lost? Do you think I'm the kind of person who can't afford to lose?

As he watched Asmon emerge from his concealment and walk to the side of the golden-armored warrior, Lu Mingfei took a deep breath.

……

Lilith was the first to notice something was wrong.

Her keen senses, inherited from her succubus bloodline, told her with absolute clarity that the golden-armored warrior before her was no longer the same as when he was first summoned.

Miyamoto Musashi was the next to realize something was wrong.

Although it was still unclear what had happened, Miyamoto Musashi had no time to be on guard—he had already sensed a strange fish that stirred up storms in the sea and appeared only in legends and myths.

This also caused a slight blush to appear on his usually taut cheeks, as if he were lost in thought.

Ah, so plump and delicious... Such a huge sea beast, I wonder what its flesh would taste like if it were slaughtered?

Luo Tianyi was the one who finally realized something was wrong.

Ever since she changed into Shuo Jinniang's clothes, Luo Tianyi could constantly feel the guidance of the 'heroine' who only existed in her imagination—

Sometimes the guidance was a subconscious adjustment of posture or a subconscious slowing of breathing; other times it was clearer, as if one could hear the female warrior whispering in her ear, personally instructing how to respond.

But this time, the guidance was so clear: she even saw another "Luo Tianyi" dressed in black appear before her, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her violently.

"Run! Run! Take him and run!"

"Why are you running?"

Luo Tianyi asked in confusion, but saw the Luo Tianyi she sensed sigh helplessly:

It's too late...

—As for Lu Mingfei, he never had any of these random premonitions, synesthesia, or hallucinations from beginning to end.

Before him were only Asmon and the golden-armored warrior whose presence he had just touched.

On the warrior's back, there was a jar—a potion emitting an unknown pink light was being injected into the warrior's spine.

"Hehehe—"

The aura impacted the voice, causing the golden-armored warrior's body to tremble violently—

As he trembled, his armor crumbled, and his legs lifted upwards against his natural physiology, transforming him from a figure with two hands and two feet into one with four hands.

But even though his legs were gone, his body didn't just collapse on the ground, unable to move:

A thick snake tail replaced his feet for support, allowing this new "Spiky Man" to stand on the ground.