Fighting you is like being in jail.

Madoka Kaname: Actually... it's not that easy to defeat a Machine Race... probably.

Leng Chang: It seems we'll have to find a way to use underhanded tactics when the time comes.

Shikame Maroka:...

Homura Akemi: As expected of you, your solution is to resort to underhanded tactics.

Hiratsuka Shizuka: This is very common.

Leng Chang: As long as the result is fine, the process doesn't matter.

Homura Akemi: So this is your reason for robbing me back then?

Cold and normal:

Kazuma Sato: What's going on?

Kitahara Iori: Right at the beginning, Leng Chang was broke and stole Xiaoyan's bank card, spending all the money.

Kazuma Sato: Wow! That's incredibly funny!

Leng Chang: I don't want to be talked to by someone like you who can kick a girl's face with all your might.

Kazuma Sato: What?! How could I possibly do something so horrible?!

Homura Akemi:

Bucciarati: ......

Celia: Ha!

Kaname Madoka: So, Leng Chang already has a plan?

Leng Chang: We'll see how things go then. After all, what can you say about using underhanded tactics?

Homura Akemi: Tsk tsk tsk.

Madoka Kaname: Madoka sighs.JPG

......

Faced with Liku's unreasonable upgrade, Leng Chang was at a loss for words.

Liku, however, clenched his fists, filled with excitement and certainty, his eyes gleaming with hope. His expression towards Leng Chang was more intense than ever, as if he couldn't wait to deliver the most devastating blow to Leng Chang's past suffering.

After finally calming down, Riku couldn't help but smile, his eyes blazing.

"Do you want to come with us?" he asked Leng Chang earnestly.

Leng Chang thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No need. I need to go to other places to see if there are any compatriots. My strength is limited, and I can't reach such a high position, so I can only do what I can to transfer the magnetic field to more people."

"This is hope, and it's the last thing I can do."

As he spoke, his face was filled with emotion, a sense of dejection and frustration.

If it weren't for that bastard in the chat group, I would have had a million horses by now!

But this scene was completely different in Riku's eyes; he seemed to see endless melancholy.

His pupils contracted as he gradually understood everything. He sat on the ground in silence for a long time, his heart filled with a heavy feeling.

It turns out he couldn't reach a higher position, so he could only pass on what he knew to others.

This is an attempt to seek hope...

"Thank you, humanity will remember your contributions."

Liku, his eyes glistening with emotion, looked at Leng Chang with deep gratitude and expressed his thanks.

"Don't worry about it, I don't ask for anything in return. If possible, you can pass on the power of the magnetic field."

Leng Chang grinned, looking at him with genuine sincerity, then slowly stood up.

"It's about time I went to my next destination."

Seeing Leng Chang about to leave, Riku opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then continued.

"Where are you going?"

Leng Chang smiled nonchalantly and said casually, "Who knows? Human settlements are scattered all over the world. We're like rats, always at risk of dying. Let's just take it one step at a time. Maybe we'll be dead on the roadside the next second, right?"

"..."

Riku fell silent. This was the truth, the reality; humans were like roadside creatures nowadays—who cared whether they lived or died?

"gone."

Leng Chang turned around, waved his hand, and with a burst of electric arcs from his legs, leaped into the air.

Twitching!

With a whoosh of wind as he leaped, he transformed into a towering firework and vanished before Riku and his companions.

Upon seeing Leng Chang leave, Liku stood up straight and said respectfully:

"Swear an oath to his legacy."

.....

Leng Chang left because there was still some time before Riku and Shubi met, so he wanted to do something conscious during this time.

This is something that everyone who comes into this world and has great power will inevitably do!

That's the chef in charge of Xiao Ji's stewed mushrooms!

I, Common Cold, have a dream: to accomplish what I've always wanted to do but couldn't!

Jibril, I choose you!

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Upon realizing this, Leng Chang's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and the corners of his mouth turned up in an extremely wicked smile.

On the black earth, Leng Chang sprinted forward with a hand-blade style, leaving a long trail of dust behind him, as if accelerated by nitrogen.

At this moment, Jibril was wandering around aimlessly, bored.

Although we are currently in the midst of a great war, it is not necessary to go to war all the time. As an extra individual, Jibril is one of the Skywing species who can leave at will.

The God of War had some expectations for Jibril, such as making her someone he could fight.

However, it's most likely impossible.

She drifted aimlessly in the black sky, her face filled with boredom; nothing fun had been happening lately.

Her interest is collecting heads, especially those of unusual people.

After wandering around for a long time without finding anything of interest, she slowly landed on the ground.

Just then, a voice rang out from behind her.

"Oh my, are you taking a walk alone today?"

The sudden sound made Jibril's pupils shrink, and she even gasped.

Slowly turning her head to look back, she realized that a man with black hair and black eyes was standing behind her.

"What's wrong? What are you surprised about? Isn't this an unexpected bonus for you?"

The man's voice came again, and at the same time, Jibril could see the person clearly.

It was the kind of aura that you could feel was extremely evil just by looking at the other person, as if it were innate, and you could feel a warning from the heart with just one glance.

When Leng Chang saw Jibril turn around and look at him, he grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth. His mouth stretched out infinitely, squeezing out wrinkles on his skin.

Those jet-black eyes shone with a golden light at that moment, filled with an aggressive and domineering aura.

"Gui'an, chicken wings."

His sinister grin came into full view of Jibril, accompanied by words of scorn.

“…”

Jibril's wide eyes flickered with a slight tremor. She slowly closed them to calm her surprise before opening them again with a calm expression and an excited smile on her face.

"I initially thought it was just a monkey, but the fact that you appeared behind me so quietly proves... you're definitely a rare breed!"

"This is a chance to increase my collection!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a black scythe appeared in her hand. She spun it rapidly, performing various maneuvers, before finally gripping the handle tightly.

Her smile was elegant, but her gaze at Leng Chang was filled with infatuation, and she even couldn't help but swallow.

"laugh--!"

Leng Chang let out a chuckle, his eyes flashing with intense light.

Slowly raising his clenched fists, he stood before her like a cross, as if everything around him had been engulfed in flames in that instant.

He couldn't help but utter the purest sound.

"war!"

嗖

Before Leng Chang could launch an attack, Jibril had already disappeared from sight.

Leng Chang glanced to the side, and a black scythe was already slashing down towards his neck from the side.

In an instant, Jibril's eyes flashed with a sharp light, filled with murderous intent. She shifted her body into the most suitable posture for wielding a scythe, aiming precisely at Leng Chang's neck to ensure a perfect decapitation.

"You can't escape now!"

Her voice rang out, brimming with confidence and certainty.

But the next second, she heard Leng Chang's voice in her ear.

"What are you messing with, Joker?"

"!!"

Jibril's pupils contracted, only then realizing that Leng Chang, who had been in front of her, had appeared behind her, looking down at her with arrogant disdain.

How is that possible! How did he get behind me?!

Why didn't I notice anything at all!

As her golden eyes turned backward, Leng Chang slowly raised his fist, which, crackling with electric current, slammed down on her face.

"Damn, 60,000 horsepower magnetic field rotating teeth"

1 "

roar-!

A loud shout created a powerful sonic boom, and at the same time, Leng Chang's fist struck Jibril's face with unparalleled precision.

boom! !

The impact felt like a magnitude 50 earthquake on her face, the powerful punch pushing Jibril backward.

"puff--!"

At that moment, the blood from the nose streaked through the air, scattering as droplets of blood.

However, the power of this punch did not cause Jibril much damage, only 60,000 horsepower.

But it still hurts.

"you!!"

Jibril steadied herself, standing on the ground with her toes pointing inward, blood streaming from her nose. Her eyes were fixed on something, and she gritted her teeth, gripping the handle of the black scythe tightly with both hands, raising the scythe upward with force and unconsciousness.

Leng Chang ignored her, lost in self-encouragement, his eyes blazing with an astonishing white light.

"Not enough, not enough, not enough!"

Boom boom boom boom

His aura continued to rise, like the tremors before a volcanic eruption.

Hiss!

He forcefully ripped off his sportswear, revealing sharply defined muscles, his sculpted body taut as if carved by a knife.

"Sixty thousand horses are far from enough..."

嗡