Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

A loud bang spread with the spreading air waves, and the light gradually dissipated. Roy had already pulled away, and he covered his left arm that was touching the hook claw, panting, with an ugly look on his face.

Since he got the module, his combat power has expanded too much recently, and he has reached the point where he can even beat Bomainna, but he forgot that he actually has no effective means to save his life. The Storm Knight's hook just now was tricky and powerful, almost overturning the impression Roy had of him a few minutes ago. If Roy hadn't reacted quickly and the Storm Knight had given him a chance, he might not even have had time to touch the hook, activate the effect of the [Stella! ] module, and blow up the Storm Knight's weapon!

Roy released his hand that was covering his cheating hand, wiped the blood, and smacked his lips. Although it was true that he underestimated the enemy and did not expect the Storm Knight to attack him directly, it was a fact that he was almost killed by a wave. While sounding the alarm for himself, Roy looked at the youth version of the Storm Knight who had taken a hit from [Stella!] not far away.

His situation was much worse than Roy's. The explosion not only completely shattered the hook he used for sneak attacks, but also completely shattered the armor on his right arm, leaving only an inner layer of protective membrane, which was soaked with blood and almost dyed the entire membrane scarlet. Its previous color could no longer be seen.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Storm Knight's arm will probably be broken by this explosion.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, what he didn't expect was that the Storm Knight didn't seem to care about the wound on his right arm that was bleeding profusely. He insisted on raising his right arm, and coordinated with his left arm that also had claws ejected, and rushed towards Roy for the second time!

"Something's wrong!"

This time he was prepared. Even though he only had one hand to use, Roy still pulled out the knife steadily and blocked the stabbing claw. At the same time, he took advantage of the moment of air strike caused by the Storm Knight trying to forcefully break through the defense and chopped the Knight's right hand that had already broken through the defense.

Without the armor to block it, blood gushed out instantly, but what was shocking was that even in this situation, the Storm Knight remained silent!

"You noticed it too?"

Roy's doubts were immediately answered. Mainna, holding the scabbard in his hand, did a graceful backflip and landed behind Roy. He supported his almost sprained waist and pretended to speak in a normal tone, saying:

"After being knocked down, he stood up immediately. Even though he was seriously injured, he showed no fear. He attacked randomly without any rules. He didn't value his life at all. He attacked forcefully even if he was injured. This reminded me of some bad things."

Mauna's brows were furrowed, and the disgust in her tone deepened.

"The death squad of the Ursus Army."

Mayenna was not a knight, but when he was young, he led the outlaws to form a volunteer army and participated in many conflicts and battles between Ursus and Casimir. In those border frictions, what impressed Mayenna the most was not the disciplined elite of Ursus and the armored warlocks with superb spells, but the Ursus death squad.

The death squad was originally an honorific title. A group of people, with a lofty spirit of dedication to their ideals, voluntarily formed a life-or-death assault team, actively moving towards an unattainable goal until there was no one left. They were a group of heroes. But in some border guards in Ursus, the death squad more often refers to those infected people, lower-class farmers, and disobedient wanderers who were temporarily captured from all over the place. They have no status, no equipment, and even no human rights. They are only worthy of being called "endless gray animals". They are driven to the battlefield by the supervisors with an old crossbow or a broken sword. The only meaning of their existence is to block the open terrain on the great plains to delay the charge of the most threatening group of the Casimir Knights' Phalanx.

After losing everything that made them human and the hope of living, the only thing left for them was the pride of being the glorious people of Ursus, so those poor guys always came up in waves with expressions of fearlessness of death, until the corpses piled up into a hill, enough to trap the iron hoof of any charging knight.

Just like the Storm Knight and Rift Knight now.

"Besides, their condition is not right. My scabbard hit his helmet, but he didn't get dizzy and even tried to fight back. You just slashed his arm with a knife. With that kind of injury, a normal person would have fainted long ago, but he continued to attack without making a sound. He is obviously not an ordinary knight." Mainna curled her lips and said, "They must have used banned drugs. There is something strange about that armor. I just don't know, I just don't know, whether they did it voluntarily, or..."

"They probably don't know either." Roy recalled the Storm Knight's action of stopping and preparing to surrender. Perhaps before that, the man in the armor still thought he had the right to type "GG" openly. "If they use banned drugs and it is exposed, even if they win, they will be completely expelled from the knighthood and even face jail time. And if they really know about this, they want to keep it secret unless they kill both of us on the spot."

"No one wants to gamble their future, especially on this opportunity that is not the only one."

"It's just a game, there's no need to be so serious, right?" Roy would certainly not say such low EQ words.

Knight competition was just a novel experience for him. If he lost, he could still sit on the throne of the No-Head Alliance, never be unemployed, and sleep soundly. For Mayenna, it was just a way to make money. If it weren't for the current financial constraints, he might never touch this industry in his life.

But for the Rift Knight and the Storm Knight, this may be everything to them. They can't abandon their prospects and future just to defeat themselves, or even ignore serious injuries and their lives!

Now, the person who is controlling them, or their two sets of armor, is most likely standing somewhere at the commentary desk and rejoicing, right?

This method caught Roy off guard. He had never expected a hidden arrow to come from behind, so he didn't use his full strength to deal with it. Even if he was strong, he almost capsized in the ditch!

Look at the fresh wound on the left arm, this is the best warning!

Eh? Where's the wound?

Looking at the smooth skin and elegant muscles, Roy thought for a moment that he was dazzled. But the pain and numbness in his right arm that had completely disappeared undoubtedly reminded him that his body had been completely repaired!

But why? He shouldn't have any module to quickly repair his injuries, right?

Wait, could it be......

Roy suddenly had an idea and remembered the only special growth module whose specific effects had not yet been announced - [The Last Knight].

His body has long been assimilated by the sea, his armor has also become one with his flesh and blood, but his spirit has never surrendered. The Knight of Tide Hunt rides on an unknown warhorse with only one goal, to hunt the newborn and kill the sea!

The last knight is also Hai Si. Hai Si’s bug-level self-repair ability is actually demonstrated here?

So if I round it off, am I now also a deep-sea hunter (cyborg)? Do I need to find a captain? If you ask me, compared to Team 2, our Team 3 is definitely better. Who doesn't like Ulpian who can save the world with just three sentences?

Moreover, the deep-sea hunter's buffs...tsk tsk, this is true, I have already become a deep-sea hunter!

But that’s okay!

Roy got into a stance and regrouped, this time showing no intention of holding back.

As the saying goes, the rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation. I am now a tough guy who has swallowed several bottles of perfume for performances. It is not too much to beat you up, an out-of-control omnic, right?

PS: Performance perfume, pigeon collection, restore 1% of blood per second.

Volume 1: Chapter 58 The Glory That Never Shined!

Question: How can a machine that has gone out of control be destroyed?

A more high-tech answer: "We should use EMP or hacking methods to paralyze the system inside the machine and make the machine stop working."

A more common answer: "Power outage."

The next best answer: "Fight him until his energy is exhausted!"

But Roy was neither an IT expert nor a cyber hacker, and he didn't have any black technology like EMP bombs, so he couldn't use high-tech means. And with ordinary means, Roy couldn't find the energy source that supported the operation of this thing. Originium technology was like this. A small piece of Originium could provide ten or a hundred times the efficiency of electricity, and it was not easy to be discovered and destroyed. It was like a high-tech idea that was thought up on the spur of the moment.

As for the worst answer, Roy could use up the energy of the machine. With Hai Si's strong life recovery ability and almost inexhaustible energy, Roy was fully confident that he could use up the two mechas. This was also the safest way. But Roy didn't intend to do that.

After all, this is not on the battlefield, but on the arena. Around him, there are more than 150,000 spectators watching his game live, and through the cameras aimed at him in all directions, in front of the TV screens, there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of people paying attention to the outcome of this game.

Who is Roy? As a career winner who is full of professional ethics and believes in doing what he does well, would he let his fans appreciate "Shakespeare"?

Chinese people should choose the style with the most barrage!

Since the armor now controls the knights inside, he will tell the people of the Business Federation that the tricks of capital cannot stop absolute strength! Let them see what it means to tear the armor apart with bare hands!

The [Bounty Hunter A's Fist] module was loaded, and Roy took a step forward, his afterimage swept across the field, and the next second he appeared beside the Storm Knight, punching the Storm Knight's right arm. However, as the iron fist was about to hit, the Storm Knight seemed to have expected it, and suddenly bent sideways, using an angle that was almost distorted from an outsider's perspective, and used both hands to attack Roy with the Iron Mountain Lean!

Roy's pupils suddenly shrank for a moment, and his swung fist was forced to change direction in the air, turning from offense to defense. He blocked the attack at the critical moment, without moving an inch, as steady as a rock.

The instant confrontation was seen by the spokesperson in the commentary booth, who smiled with satisfaction on his face.

"Prediction. In other words, battlefield information collection system. This is our magic weapon against Roy."

He said it calmly, but there was a hint of pride in his tone, which made the smile on Charne's face behind him stiffen a little.

"Roy is indeed very strong. We have invested a lot of money to ensure that we can get rid of this troublesome person without any mistakes. What do you think he is fighting against now?"

The spokesman asked, and before Charney could answer, he gave another desperate answer:

"He is fighting against a team of over a thousand game analysts, tens of thousands of physical data models, tens of thousands of Womar Heavy Industry workers, the most advanced and elite technical developers in Casimir, and the entire Business Federation!"

"He is indeed very strong. In order to reproduce his terrifying physical fitness, we superimposed and adjusted the physical data of nearly 10,000 people, but we only simulated a data model with the same strength as him. We were unable to reproduce his troublesome Originium skills, so we spent a high price to purchase the latest reversal Originium conduction circuits from Ursus and Columbia and banned his spells. To ensure that there is no room for error, we entered all the offensive, defensive, and moving methods he has used into the database. As long as he takes a step, the database can determine where he will land in the next second!"

"There's a cheat, how can he beat it?"

The spokesperson may have thought he was quite humorous, as he smiled a healthy smile as he finished his speech.

However, a word from Charne broke his good mood:

"But this is a team game, Roy has teammates."

"Huh, Maenna? Nothing to be afraid of!"

......

"Shit, I'm dead!" He took a step forward, and in the next second, the enemy's blade had already chopped in the direction he was about to go. If Roy hadn't just feinted, the blade would have hit him.

There's no way to explain it, this is a cheat, automatic aiming, locking, perspective, and even AI calculation-assisted pre-aiming. This game is all about technology, not a bit of human effort!

Most people would report this level of cheating master directly. But Roy couldn't report it. This cheat was officially launched. Would it be useful to report it?

If you can't win, you use cheats. This is a sign of not being able to accept defeat. Roy has never encountered a situation where a cheat is developed specifically for one person. It is a somewhat twisted romantic thing to target a person with point-to-point blasting. But for the time being, he seems to be really helpless against this cheat.

You can't risk both of you getting hurt by touching the armor manually and using [Stella!], right?

The attributes of this armor are comparable to those of an orange item in an RPG game. If it were to explode, it would be fine if it killed or maimed someone, but what if it broke an arm, and Roy performed a live performance to regenerate another one?

By then, what is probably waiting for him will not be the podium, but the operating table of the research institute.

However, just because Roy doesn't have a good way to deal with this thing doesn't mean that others don't have one.

Predicting his prediction again, Roy dodged a predicted hammer from the Rift Knight's armor, turned his head and looked at Maenna, who had been silent for a long time: "I say, Maenna, are you still not going to take action?"

Mr. Tong only needs 60 seconds to prepare for his dual sword style. You have watched the entire game, so isn’t it time for you to switch to the new skills?

Mainna stood at the edge of the arena. Ever since he noticed something was wrong with the two knights, he stopped attacking and instead stood at the edge of the ring, looking at the commentary desk and the referee's seat.

He was waiting, waiting for an explanation, waiting for a statement, waiting for hope.

Unfortunately, in the audience stands there were only cheers for the more exciting matches, on the commentary stand there were only the endless cheers from Big Mouth Mob, and in the referee's booth, it was so quiet that one would have thought the referees were all Iberians.

"Ugh."

A sigh came from the golden-haired Pegasus' mouth.

"These things are not worthy of my sword."

He said softly, but his words were not what he meant.

Lin Guang slowly drew out his sword.

Not for the victory of this game, nor for fairness and honor, but just for the only person on the field who can still be called hope.

"But you deserve it."

"Den!"

Crisp cutting sound.

It was a cold silver-white rain of light, pouring down like a bucket of clear water over the entire stadium. Every drop of rain reflected the sword light of Maynna, every drop of rain witnessed the sword light of Maynna, and every drop of rain was the sword light of Maynna.

The noisy air seemed to be suddenly quiet. The rain of swords attracted everyone's attention. Storm and Rift's originally aggressive offensive was forced to stop. The rain of light pressed them back step by step. The hard alloy heavy armor was covered with sword marks and gaps. Compared with the clear raindrops, the blood, which could be called ugly compared to the clear raindrops, seeped out from the cracks and quickly dyed the two suits of armor the bright red of the Blood Knight.

"What is that...?"

At this moment, even the eloquent Big Mouth Mob was at a loss for words. Surprise is a common trait among human beings. The confident spokesperson did not even notice that his hand that crushed the red wine glass was also dripping with blood.

But soon, Big Mouth Mob regained his ability to speak, and he saw Roy who suddenly began to advance rapidly.

"Meteor Knight, what is Meteor Knight doing? Meteor Knight is attacking, will he succeed?"

"Meteor Knight! Meteor Knight! The Meteor Knight has grabbed the gap in the Storm Knight's armor and is trying to tear it open! Oh my God! This is impossible! That is the latest and strongest knight competition custom armor jointly launched by Woma Heavy Industry and Gaofeng Competition! How could it be..."

“Sizzle—clang!”

The sound of metal falling to the ground was louder and clearer than any other sound and reached everyone's ears.

"He tore it open!"

PS: The "Shakespeare" lol meme refers to the LCK Korea region's boring games that are biased towards operations. After being criticized, the official responded stubbornly: Most people really can't appreciate our games, just like not everyone can appreciate Shakespeare.

Volume 1: The lockdown has been lifted, take a day off and have fun

Finally, the lockdown is lifted and the ID is green. I'm going to take a day off today to have fun.

I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time. I have to eat a lot, until I have diarrhea! There are also fried chicken, barbecue and barbecue.

In short, you have to play hard and make up for what has been blocked for so long!

See you tomorrow brothers!

I want to eat hot pot I want to eat hot pot I want to eat hot pot

Volume 1: Chapter 59 I Want to See a River of Blood

This is destined to be another moment that will go down in the history of knight athletics.

Well, why say again?

When the armor was slowly torn along the gap under the influence of huge force, and when the purple skin of the Storm Knight, who was already poisoned and dying from excessive injection of stimulants, was exposed to the sun and the camera, this unusual game officially announced its extraordinary result.

"He tore it apart! He...he..."

Big Mouth Mob kept repeating this word, but it was not to emphasize it, but to speak out of turn. When he saw the face of the Storm Knight who fell heavily to his knees after getting out of the armor, he knew that something was wrong!

Skin covered with bulging purple blood vessels, eyeballs that are almost bulging out of their sockets due to congestion, a face that is as ferocious as a demon, and intermittent screams coming from his throat that no longer sound like a human voice. Anyone can see that the Storm Knight's current condition is definitely not that of an excellent competitive knight.

The smug look on the face of the spokesperson standing behind Big Mouth Mob had completely faded away at some point, leaving only an indescribable panic. He took two steps at a time and staggered to the window in front of the commentary desk, staring at the three people who were still standing. He hastily grabbed Big Mouth Mob's microphone and said anxiously:

"There was an unexpected situation on the field. The game is temporarily suspended. Will we rematch at another date?"

"Rematch?"

The big-mouthed Mob, who was roughly pushed away by him, stood aside, his eyes wide open in shock.

The game has gone to this point, and you still want a rematch? This is not some opaque, non-public, unfair third-rate competition that can be manipulated at will. This is the Casimir Knight Competition Special Championship with more than 150,000 offline spectators and more than a million online spectators. Does he think the audience is blind?

Roy and Mayenna had clearly pulled out their trump cards. The rain of light and lightning that dimmed all light, the armor-tearing combat power had already defeated the Storm Knight in fact. According to the doubles competition system, the only remaining Rift Knight had lost the possibility of defeating Roy and Mayenna in terms of points. This was the rule set by the organizing committee itself. The winner of this match was undoubtedly the Roman combination of Roy and Mayenna. If the rematch was held at this time, would the authority and fairness of the special championship still be preserved?

Not to mention, Storm Rider's appearance...