Ark Chess Player

"I refuse."

"Waaah..."

Bai Huang, who had once again failed to propose to Lin Lu while the atmosphere was pleasant, didn't give up. After all, this wasn't the first or second time. Sooner or later, before she succeeded in getting Lin Lu, she would take down the boss first!

Thinking of this, Bai Huang's will was rekindled.

"Boss, the enemy we need to deal with first at this stage is the ALEPH-class anomaly, the Bone Raider. Please wait a moment, I will pass on the information obtained by the intelligence team to you."

Bai Huang transmitted all the intelligence she had analyzed to Lin Lu's mobile terminal.

With a casual tap, the anemone flower appeared directly in the digitized spiritual domain, and a massive amount of data appeared before Lin Lu's eyes.

"Let me see……"

Lin Lu's eyes darted around at lightning speed as he quickly skimmed through the documents. It took him forty-two seconds to read through all the documents, thirty-five seconds to close his eyes and sift through the available information in his mind, and thirty-three seconds to open his eyes and compare the information analyzed by the Spirit Realm with the intelligence provided by the Borderless Army.

All ready.

Lin Lu smiled; he was ready to put an end to this terrible day.

"Boss, considering that you handed over the weapon to Amiya of Rhodes Island, I've assigned two A-rank combatants to assist you in this mission. They will follow all your instructions, whatever the order may be." Bai Huang emphasized her words slightly, implying that these two combatants were problem children; if used well, they could be a sharp blade, but if used poorly, they could hurt you.

"May you once again create an immortal legend in the mercenary world."

Bai Huang left a blessing and ended the conversation.

"Help... Ah, I've found it."

Lin Lu muttered to himself, his data-driven spiritual domain detecting a Sarkaz person in a gray robe ahead. Based on the information provided by Bai Huang, the individual was a Sentinel, an A-rank member of the Borderless Army combat team.

"Yay!!"

Cheers suddenly erupted behind Lin Lu. Before he could react, he was suddenly pulled into someone's arms.

"???"

Chapter 326 Amazon (4K)

Army without borders, combat team A-level personnel, sentry.

Three years ago, he followed the great BIG BOSS to Moon Lake to conduct an ancient ruins exploration mission.

In that operation, all the team members who accompanied the BOSS into the ruins were wiped out; no one except the BOSS managed to emerge. The Sentinel, as a scout for the defense team, survived because he was guarding the entrance and exit of the ruins.

Even though the Sentinel did nothing wrong, he gave almost everything to protect this lifeline, and even his Sarkaz brethren who took care of him sacrificed themselves as a result, but some people still looked at him with strange eyes.

survivor.

To put it nicely, this is a title that only those who survive calamities can possess.

To put it bluntly, this symbolizes that people around him had died in the disaster, a word synonymous with misfortune.

Even though the Boss survived, no one blamed him, and no one even thought it was his fault. Instead, the Sentinel was inexplicably suspected, and there were even rumors that he had killed everyone! The operation failed because of him!

This irresponsible report was presented in a seemingly plausible manner. It first boldly speculated that the sentries lured the beasts into the ancient ruins, causing the passageways to collapse, leading to the defense team's desperate defense. The support team was blocked, and the frontline personnel were attacked from both sides, ultimately resulting in the complete annihilation of the entire team.

Of course, this flimsy and flawed rumor was exposed that very day under the orders of the intelligence team leader, Chaoshan. Those who spread the rumor and sowed discord within the ranks were arrested, court-martialed, and received their due punishment.

However, even so, it doesn't change the fact that human nature is complex. Even though most people know that this is just a bad way to divert anger, resentment, and bitterness, some people will still vent their anger on the survivors.

Suspicion, exclusion, neglect, and indifference filled the sentry. The only people he saw each day were the medical team who changed his dressings, and his own reflection in the mirror. His ward was as quiet as a cliff at the edge of the world, with only the sound of the wind and the pungent smell of disinfectant.

The sentry was clearly still alive, but he felt as if he were dead.

He died as a mercenary of the Army Without Borders, and he couldn't even be buried with his Sarkaz brothers. The mercenaries who died in that operation were honored with the title of heroes, the highest honor, but he didn't deserve it.

Several days later, the sentry, still recovering from his injuries, silently left the Borderless Army base in Qazimir. He took only his banner, a Sarkaz banner, tattered and stained with countless drops of blood from that battle.

Later, the Sentinel was recalled by the new combat team leader and became a member of her exclusive squad.

Sentinel repeatedly triumphed in special operations, gradually earning merit and rising to the rank of A-level personnel. His actions silenced those who had initially looked down on him. But even so, Sentinel refused to go to Paradise. That heavenly place was unsuitable for a wandering soul like him; he still couldn't forgive those people… nor could he forgive himself.

Because of his own weakness, the Sentinel had no other choice but to let his mutated comrades die as humans. He kept wondering if things would have been different if the Boss had been there. But even the omnipotent Boss… couldn't even protect a single person in that battle!

Over the past three years, the sentry has wanted to see that man again countless times.

Therefore, when the Sentinel learned from the combat team leader that the BOSS had appeared in Lungmen, he set off for Lungmen without hesitation. He still carried a military flag, and still embarked on this lonely journey alone.

Today, the Sentinel finally got to meet the BOSS as he had hoped.

A slender, dark figure strode gracefully from afar, seemingly possessing precognitive abilities as he constantly evaded the aftershocks of the skeletal monsters' rampage through Lungmen. His effortless command of the battlefield brought tears to the eyes of those who saw him, as if the figure from their memories had superimposed upon the person before them.

That man was once a guiding light for so many people.

When he disappeared, the Army Without Borders, an organization he single-handedly united, nearly fell apart. Had the group leaders not steadfastly believed their boss would return, the Army Without Borders might have disbanded. Countless mercenaries, left without a place to call home, were forced to return to their old ways to survive. With their skills, unbound by rules, they could easily have stirred up global turmoil.

The sentry gripped his right hand tightly; a warm current seemed to emanate from the flagpole, instilling courage into his hesitant heart.

He wanted to ask the boss a question.

Just one question.

As the Sentinel took a step toward the BOSS, something happened that surprised him so much that his visor almost slipped off.

A legend in the mercenary world.

The founder of the Army Without Borders.

"We have no nation, no philosophy, no ideology. We go where we are needed, not for a nation, not for a government, but for ourselves. We fight for no reason. We fight simply because we are needed. We will deter those who have no other recourse. We are soldiers without borders, and our purpose is defined by the era in which we live."

—The man who left behind this famous quote.

Now, people actually pick me up from behind, lift me high, spin me around, and rub my face against me.

This dreamlike golden experience is so enviable—no, this is so disrespectful!! Stop! This is the BOSS! Don't touch him like you're petting a cat!!

The sentry then realized that deep down he still respected the BOSS.

Even though he still harbored doubts about the BOSS, this feeling wasn't a lie; he wanted to do it too. No, that would be utterly disrespectful!

Boom! !

Just as the sentry was about to intervene, the two people who were spinning in place were swept up by the aftershock of the Bone Raider's attack. They were blown directly into the burning ruins with a loud crash, like charcoal thrown into an oven, instantly bursting into flames.

The sentry tilted his head, unable to comprehend it. It was like a beautiful girl needing to go to the toilet!

An immortal legend in the mercenary world, gone just like that?!

"Pfft, pfft pfft pfft!"

Outside the ruins, Arno raised his head and spat out the charcoal he had eaten.

He blinked and found himself unharmed, then instinctively turned to look at the fire scene.

In the nick of time, Lin Lu used his close-combat techniques to grab Arnoren's wrist. With a pull and a push, he sent the brat flying. Therefore, only Lin Lu was truly trapped in the fire.

"Boss?"

The sentry couldn't help but run forward; he was in a hurry.

On the contrary, Arno, the culprit who caused the current situation, remained calm and composed.

Rather than saying he was indifferent, it would be more accurate to say that Arno believed Lin Lu wouldn't possibly fall in such a place.

"do not go."

Arno raised his hand to block the sentry.

"Get out of the way!" The sentry swung his arm and slapped it away. The faceplate under his gray robe glowed red, making him look quite fierce.

“I don’t know what you’re so anxious about, but I don’t recommend you come any closer.” Arno wasn’t annoyed at having his arm slapped away. He waved his hand, smiled, and stepped back. “I can feel that he’s waking up, right now.”

“NO·AH”

A mechanical female voice called out from the ruins.

The sentry suddenly understood why Arno had stopped him.

The ruins collapsed, the hard concrete turned to dust and disappeared in an instant.

Waves of solidified air, like meteorites falling into a lake, created terrifying ripples! The flames burning in the ruins were deprived of oxygen, the fuel for combustion, and the scorching air burst forth in a blinding blaze! The surging flames swept over him, and the sentry instinctively dropped his flag to the ground, a dark red light obscuring his figure. The light curtain rippled violently, revealing surging waves.

This is just the prelude to the transformation.

“Amazon”

The soft shout pierced through the shrill air currents.

As if an earthquake had struck, the mobile city of Lungmen trembled.

The earth cracked open, revealing the steel facade of the mobile city. High-pressure fire surges whipped up countless ruins of dilapidated buildings, and these flying debris, mixed with carbon ash, were pushed like a sudden rain towards the outskirts of the slums.

Amidst the thick black fog, a cobalt blue ghostly flame quietly rose—a discerning eye that sees through the true world.

Silvery-white bones covered Lin Lu's body, an illusion created by the rapid flow of photon blood. As the emergency response system ensured the crisis was averted, the photon blood vessels gradually dimmed, revealing a breathtaking beauty.

A wisp of white mist swirled around the dark gold armor, as if it were draped in a thin feather robe.

The lithe battle armor, perfectly tailored to Lin Lu's physique, was displayed in the air. Golden dragon patterns meandered across the intricate outer armor, seemingly alive as they swayed with his body. Its horns resembled those of a deer, its body undulating like a snake or python, its scales like a fish, and its claws like an eagle's. The Great Flame Divine Dragon's vertical pupils remained fixed ahead, as if it would descend upon reality at any moment, crushing its enemy with a single claw.

Even the helmets that used to look rather bulky now appear majestic and dignified.

With a gentle sweep of the Eye of Judgment, the ghostly flames flickered, and both the Sentinel and Arno were rendered immobile, giving them the illusion of being watched by hundreds of people.

This suit of armor was meticulously crafted by Bai Huang, the head of the Army Without Borders' research and development team. She poured all her regrets from the past few years into it, hoping only to avoid losing her beloved again. It may not be Terra's strongest armor, but it is certainly the most suitable for Lin Lu.

It boasts exceptional speed, lightweight weaponry, and versatility across all dimensions, and can also be used directly as a trigger for Originium Arts. If there are any drawbacks, they include relatively poor endurance and defensive capabilities, a lack of heavy weapons, and the consumption of Originium energy during use.

"Then, before being eaten by the other party, let's eat the other party first."

Lin Lu looked up at the noisy, skeleton-wielding raiders and delivered his judgment.

The skeletal raider, which was destroying the defenses, froze, its triangular head slowly turning. It was difficult to discern the extent of intelligence this artificial anomaly possessed, but it sensed danger; its biological instincts screamed in terror.

“——嗷！！！”

The raider galloped forward on all fours like a wild horse from hell.

It is more inclined to destroy its enemies than to flee.

At the same time, Lin Lu also got moving.

Lin Lu took a step forward, creating a shockwave, and instantly appeared in front of his target. His data-driven spiritual domain surged with a vast amount of numerical data; his clear and active brain analyzed and calculated mathematical formulas: point of force application, wind speed, deviation value, landing point—all calculations completed! It took only 0.045 seconds; his condition was perfect, ready to perform a function kick at any moment.

"go with!"