The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

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★Name: Venia Irenforno

★Gender:Male

★Height: 173cm

Age: 23

★Alias: [Master Venia] [General Venia]

★Ability assessment (only under ideal conditions):

【Mobility】:B

【Strength】:B

【Battle Skills】:C-

Intelligence: B-

【Endurance】:B

【Talent】:C

【Comprehensive evaluation】: C (“mortal”)

(Note: The ratings are divided into S/A/B/C/D. [Talent] is a factor that determines the ratio of time and growth.)

Appearance:

He had a handsome appearance for a Thebite, and often had a sly smile on his face.

Due to lack of exercise, Venia's body is rather skinny and has little muscle content, making it difficult for him to use heavy weapons.

Therefore, he needs the help of the prototype giant armor to reach the capabilities of ordinary Thebit soldiers.

★Character Description:

Son of Michael Irenforno, General of the Infinite Steel Legion, Chief Commander of the Inquisitors

Having enjoyed this favorable environment and power above everyone else since birth, Venia has long since included himself in the ranks of those in high positions, looking down on everything from above.

He is sinister and cunning, and will do many things out of pure evil taste. He secretly distorted the Iron Lord's order to reclaim the Monarch Mansion into "annihilating the Monarch family". It was because of this that Pace's family suffered a heavy blow.

All in all, he is a person who is unworthy of his position, but he still has countless followers.

Weapons:

[Prototype-09 "Golden Vein" Giant Power Armor]

The giant force armor focuses on improving strength. Its performance is higher than the MK21 "Fortress" created based on it. It has golden edging and is deeply loved by Venia.

【Cold Steel Knife】

The scimitar is forged from cold steel produced in Thebeth, with a slightly beveled blade. The special properties of this steel allow it to be about 15° below normal temperature under any circumstances, hence the name.

Due to the high difficulty of forging and the small number of them, cold steel knives are generally worn by people of high positions.

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★Name: Ekaterina Goncharova

★Gender:Female

★Height: 175cm

Age: 27

★Alias: [Angel of the Iron Guard] [Angel]

★Ability assessment (only under ideal conditions):

【Mobility】:A

【Strength】:A-

【Battle Skills】:B+

【Intelligence】:B

【Endurance】:A

【Talent】:B

【Overall Assessment】:A- (“Strong”)

(Note: The ratings are divided into S/A/B/C/D. [Talent] is a factor that determines the ratio of time and growth.)

Appearance:

Long, smooth golden hair, deep blue eyes, and that pretty face with a soft yet strong look that is unique to Debit beauties.

She had a curvaceous figure that perfectly matched the aesthetics of Thebit, yet possessed qualities that would attract even outsiders.

All in all, [Angel] Ye Lina completely lives up to her title and has an angelic face.

★Character Description:

A member of the Iron Guard, Angel

He has been following the current Iron Lord Mikhail Irenforno in battles since the Unification War with his brother, the Iron Fist Lesev Goncharova, and is one of the earliest members of the Iron Guard.

Ever since Lesev died at the hands of the [Blade of Babel], Yelena has been forging her body like a madman. Human emotions are rarely seen in her. She is a weapon, a weapon forged by her own hands.

Weapons:

[Prototype-2 "Dome Wing" Giant Armor]

It has a silver armored appearance, with huge silver wings connected to its back. When it flies, each silver wing will be filled with factor energy.

It has weak defensive capabilities and focuses on mobility. It is the only one among all the giant armors that has the ability to fly.

[Hors Factor Energy Great Sword]

A greatsword that matches the Prototype-2 "Dome Wings" giant armor. The head of the huge silver sword hides an energy cannon. Combined with the power of the "Dome Wings", it enables the holder to have both melee and long-range power.

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5) Cage Beast Fighting (Part 6)

Get beaten, exercise, get beaten, exercise, get beaten....

Under the lights of the workshop, Pace lifted the dumbbells in his hands with difficulty, his forehead bulging with veins and covered with sweat.

From yesterday till now, his life has been almost filled with training, without any rest time. During the day, he and Ryan practiced together, got beaten, rested, got beaten, rested. At night, he trained alone, tearing every muscle in his body, and then drank high-protein drinks to reorganize them.

Fitness shouldn't be like this. In theory, you should train one part of your body and rest for a day, then train another part, and rest for another day. You should train every part of your body in turn, giving each part enough rest time to allow the muscles to reorganize. But Pace has no time to waste. He has been neglecting it for too long. He will go to the Shura Field to participate in the first trial tomorrow, but he can't guarantee that he will make any progress.

Ah... these are indeed the debts I owed during my time at the tavern. Now I can't even pay them back. I really regret it...

Pace lifted the dumbbells with difficulty, feeling the pain in his biceps. If he slacked off, he would lose his chance of survival.

The scar left on the Star Track still hurts a little on his left arm. Although it has recovered a lot with the treatment of special medicine, it will still become tense when Pace exerts his strength to the limit, as if it will split at any time.

This is totally unacceptable...

Pace gritted his teeth and continued to exercise without hesitation.

My strength was running out bit by bit, and the lights were becoming blurry...

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"Hey, Thebitten, wake up."

Feeling a stinging pain on his face, Pace opened his eyes fuzzily and found that it was Carly with a look of disgust on her face.

"Can you please stop sleeping on the floor...get out of the way..."

"Ms. Carly...?"

Pace got up dazedly and wiped his eyes, only to find himself lying on the floor of the workshop again, sleeping with the dumbbells in his arms.

"Ah! We haven't finished practicing yet! I can't sleep!"

Pace got up with a start, then raised the dumbbells and continued to practice:

"1...2...3..."

Looking at Pace who was working hard, Carly shook her head helplessly, her ice-blue eyes narrowed slightly:

"I'm telling you, are you flattering yourself?"

"7...8...Huh?" Pace was lifting the dumbbells in a daze. When he heard Carly's voice, he turned his head in surprise and looked at Carly, "Ms. Carly, are you looking for me?"

"It's useless to train like this. It takes time to reorganize your muscles. Training like this will only make it harder for you to exert your strength in tomorrow's game..."

Carly sighed, looking helpless. Seeing her like this, Pace was stunned for a moment before he stammered:

"But...but...I..."

"Don't say but, come on, come forward."

Carly waved to Pace, but Pace just stood there motionless, which made Carly walk to him impatiently and grab his left hand:

"You, could you be smarter?"

After that, Carly waved her hand gently, and several small drones flew out from the storage bag on her waist, following the trajectory of Pace's muscles and sticking to his body, almost invisible to the naked eye.

"This is..." Pace looked at his arm in a daze, with a puzzled look on his face.

"This is a secondary function of the Rain Barrier. I won't explain the principle to you, since you won't understand it anyway..." Carly rolled her eyes helplessly, then pointed behind her, "Let's go sit over there."

Following the direction of Carly's finger, Pace saw a sofa, which was where he took a nap after every tired practice.

"Sit...sit down? What for?" Pace asked dazedly.

"Hey, just sit down if I tell you to, you annoying Thebit idiot!"

Carly impatiently walked around behind Pace and pushed him towards the sofa. Pace kept saying "ouch, ouch" for a long time, and finally Carly forced him to sit down on the sofa.

"Ms. Carly...?"

"Sit still," Carly said silently, then waved her hand again and whispered, "Skyline, mapping data..."

Following Carly's orders, some faint blue light spots attached to Pace's body, constantly scanning the various data of his body. Pace just stared at all this, he had no idea what Carly was doing at the moment, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only let Carly do whatever she wanted.

After a while, Carly finally finished collecting information. She waved her hand again, and all the drones flew back to the storage bag on her waist. At the same time, Carly's ice-blue eyes lit up with a faint flash. Pace knew that it was Carly's magical contact lenses, which allowed her to directly view some of the data sent by the drones through her retina.

"This thing in your hand will help you when you exert force," Carly said as she stepped back two steps and motioned for Pace to stand up. "Come on, give it a try."

"Ah? Oh..." Pace stood up after hearing Carly's words and picked up the dumbbells from the ground, "Is that so?"

As Pace lifted the dumbbells, he was surprised to find that his strength had increased. The dumbbells that had previously seemed difficult to lift became incredibly light in his hands, and it seemed as if he could lift ten at a time.

"Wow, this thing is so fucking awesome," Pace cursed excitedly, and Carly frowned when she heard it. "With this, wouldn't I be..."

"Don't be complacent, this 'thing' has a price," Carly seemed to be unable to bear seeing Pace being complacent, and quickly poured cold water on him, "As long as you continue to use it for a period of time, all your strengthened muscles will hurt for a few hours. Don't blame me when that happens."

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as I can deal with this first," Pace didn't pay any attention to Carly's warning. He checked his arm with a look of being saved, "You are great, Miss Carly..."

"Thank you for the compliment," Carly said perfunctorily, and walked to the table in the workshop. She frowned at the MK23 "Fighter" lying on it, and said, "Also, you should move this pile of junk to another place. It's too crude. What kind of folk scientist is this..."

"I figured this out in the tavern, Miss Carly!" Pace looked hurt. "The conditions are limited! The conditions are limited!"

"So it's useless, move away," Carly walked back to Pace and urged him, "This thing is enough to deal with the thugs on the streets of Lorton, but if we get into a battle like the one by the lake next time, you won't be able to help us wearing this thing."

"Oh, that's right." Pace scratched his head aggrievedly, then lifted down the giant armor he had built.

"Also, since I have helped you solve your current problem, go back to bed and sleep quickly. Don't occupy this place... I need it."

"Uh, you want to use it?" Pace scratched his head, looking puzzled. "What does Miss Carly want to use the workshop for?"