[Current number of floors: Six.]
[You cause 1640 magic damage to surrounding enemies every second. ]
"..."
——Duo Shao?
For a moment, he looked dumbfounded.
One thousand six hundred and forty, this number alone does not seem to be particularly impressive.
After all, with Gong Yang Zhen's current huge maximum health base, one "Giant Devour" can hit nearly six thousand in terms of value alone. In comparison, a mere one thousand six hundred seems a bit insignificant.
But you have to know that "Giant Devour" is a one-time effect, and it will immediately enter a cooling period of seconds after use; on the other hand, "Sacrifice", as long as the effect is renewed by hitting or being hit, it will continuously burn all enemy units within a radius of four meters!
Ten and a half seconds, during the cooling time of "Giant Devour", if the "Sacrifice" can continue, it can burn five-digit blood!
In addition, there is one thing that needs to be noted - the former, as physical damage, is released in the form of "force" and can be reduced by force dissipation technology.
As for the latter, there is no trace of magical damage - although the priority is to consume the physical part of the opponent's health first, and then burn the final part that represents the health status of the living body, but in these worlds without supernatural power systems, there is almost no defense.
Based on this ability, it can be said that Gong Yang Zhen is already invincible.
however--
"It's strong, but there are some problems. How can I happily stack steel?"
The nature of the Heart Steel equipment means that it can be most effective in long-term combat.
For example, in the battle with Pico today, although I cannot crush the opponent with numbers for a while, he can't kill me anyway. I just need to keep beating him. After a few days or three, I will overtake him.
But with the addition of Sunfire Aegis, the situation is very different. Just a few days?
I can't even hold on for half a day! It's only been ten seconds and my kidneys are already exhausted, leaving me alone in my empty room, feeling sad and depressed. I can't live like this.
After all, reality is not a game. It is now quite rare to find an opponent who can withstand the power of "Giant Devouring" and can be recycled. Each one is worth cherishing.
Otherwise, if you accidentally kill the opponent, there will be no resurrection hot spring to allow him to revive infinitely and continue to be beaten on the line, which is really a waste of one.
Although from the perspective of strength alone, Heartsteel and Sunfire Shield are indeed complementary to each other, who would have thought that they would now hinder each other on the road to progress?
For a moment, Gong Yangzhen stared at the front as if he had noticed something. Pi Ke, who looked a little timid, was also a little sad.
"You used your bestial instinct and sixth sense to sense danger just before your life began to burn, and thus escaped from the range of Sacrifice? ... You're amazing, if you were a little later, you might have caught fire."
"——But what should I do now?"
"Just like Heart of Steel, the passive ability of Sunfire Aegis also has a friendly/foe determination mechanism, so by controlling one's own hostility and confrontation, one can actively control its on and off."
“…But here comes the problem.”
"Once I eliminate the hostility through psychological suggestion, 'Sacrifice' is turned off, but the Heart Steel of Nian Ma can't be triggered. What's the point of turning it off?"
——Think. Gong Yang Zhen, you always have a way... You won't just accept your fate like this. You are the one who will one day break into the world's invincible 1 million layers of Heart Steel realm. How can you be blocked by such an unknown stumbling block?
Damn it, amazing wisdom, I command you to appear on my body! Let me, Gong Yangzhen, come up with an effective solution!
"..."
"..."
“…nonsense.”
——F*ck, I really can’t think of it for the moment.
...Any ideas for the Fighting Spirit Arena?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn to the Fighting Spirit Arena for help, but then Gong Yang Zhen laughed at himself slightly - this time he was really seeking help from all directions.
Before this, he had repeatedly applied to interact with the Fighting Spirit Arena because of the uncontrollable nature of "Giant Devouring", attempting to get the latter's help to fully control the Heart Steel.
In the end, I still didn't get any feedback, but I finally realized my wish in an alternative way with my own strength. I guess it won't be any different this time.
However, who would have thought that this fighting spirit arena seemed to be quite arrogant.
If you have expectations for it, it will ignore you. If you have no expectations for it, it will pamper and favor you instead.
[Privilege upgrade detected, accepting players' reasonable demands. 】
[You have unlocked new features: spare equipment bar, equipment disassembler. ]
[Equipment Disassembler: You can temporarily disassemble purchased equipment and store the disassembled equipment in the spare equipment column. The equipment in the spare equipment column will not take effect. ]
[Warning: Please pay attention to the remaining slots in the hero equipment bar. You cannot equip spare equipment from the spare equipment bar when the equipment bar slots are full. ]
"...?"
The sudden series of prompt sounds also made Gong Yang Zhen a little confused, and his first reaction was -
Privilege escalation? What the hell?
What did I do to get my privileges upgraded?
And follow.
"...Equipment disassembler?"
He subconsciously lowered his mind, allowing the heroic template that Gong Yang Zhen had visualized countless times and had already memorized by heart to emerge in his mind.
It was precisely because of his familiarity that he noticed the difference between this hero panel and the previous one at a glance - the changes were mainly concentrated in the two rows of six equipment slots.
The shape and number remain the same, but there is a blank slot below the equipment slot. Combined with the prompt sound of the Fighting Spirit Arena, it is not difficult to guess that this is the so-called "spare equipment bar".
At the same time, on the left side, near the somewhat insane position of Zaun Madman - Mundo, an icon quietly appeared. It was orange in appearance, and resembled the shape of a wrench...
...Fighting Spirit Arena, do you have a brother or sister named "Teamfight Tactics"?
Fighting Spirit Arena: ...?
Although he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of déjà vu about the appearance of the equipment disassembler, he didn't have the time to think about it at the moment.
In his heart, Gong Yang Zhen was grateful for the Fighting Spirit Arena that responded to him again at the critical moment. He immediately had an idea and used the equipment remover to temporarily remove the Sunfire Holy Shield.
Soon after, I felt a certain heat current that seemed to have merged with my body and became inseparable from it slowly draining away and dissipating from my body. My strength and physical fitness decreased to an unnoticeable level.
Then, in the spare equipment column, a red-gold shield inlaid with emeralds suddenly appeared.
——Sunfire Holy Shield!
“…Does this count as temporarily removing the equipment?”
I'm not sure, but I do feel a slight weakening. I guess the function of the equipment disassembler has indeed been functioning normally.
Then next——
"You have lost a lot of energy, and I have temporarily sealed up 50 points of your armor and magic power... I believe that with your physical ability that is unrivaled in the world of Baki, you will be able to recover quickly and start playing again."
It seemed as if a huge stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground, and he showed a relaxed and happy smile again.
This time, there was no clumsy response. Gong Yang Zhen took up a boxing stance and immediately looked directly at the primitive man who seemed a little absent-minded because he had not waited for his reaction for a long time. He stimulated the opponent's senses again with fierce momentum.
"——Then I should also unlock my skills, otherwise I won't be able to withstand your bombardment. Come on, Pico. Second fight!"
However, Pico's face showed a little hesitation in response to his cordial invitation.
"...?!"
Still want to fight?
Compared to this man, who should perhaps be described as weird rather than powerful?
Until now, he still hadn't figured out what means the other party had used to make him feel threatened by death, but at this moment, one thing was beyond doubt - that was that Pico's dominance and dignity as the overlord of the Cretaceous period was temporarily restrained.
Instead... escape.
"woo woo woo woo!--"
There was no response to Gong Yangzhen's invitation, nor was there any intention to stop for him.
In Pico's eyes, this guy can't even be considered a living creature. Instead, he is more like the personification of "forest fire". He is not an object of hunting or fighting at all!
Damn, who is the primitive man rushing into the fire?
A low whimpering sound came from his throat, and this simple primitive man used all four legs and ran wildly along the road without looking back, leaving behind only faint air waves, cracked footprints and the ram that stood still.
"..."
Run, run away?
Before the brain could come to its senses, the body had already reacted, and Gong Yang Zhen also started to chase after the receding figure!
"Don't run away! Pico! Come to me!"
Chapter 5 Street Fight
"...Okay, I've learned the details. Thank you for your call."
"Please go to a safe area as soon as possible or hide in a secluded place. Your personal and property safety is the top priority. We promise to dispatch police forces as soon as possible."
"..."
""
After hanging up the phone, the police operator, whose police hat was casually placed on the table and whose short hair was unkempt and looked a little messy, suddenly relaxed her tense face.
Then an expression that was difficult to describe appeared on his face.
If I were to make an analogy, it would probably be like wanting to sit down and play with your phone quietly during the holidays, but having to deal with the naughty kids of your relatives, making them so mad that you become exhausted, and yet you have to put on a tearful smile to show that you really like this kid.
"Huh...what happened today? Why are there so many calls to the police?"
"Isn't it just a street fight? It sounds like neither side was armed. How destructive can a crime of this magnitude be? Why are you talking about it as if it's the end of the world?"
"And the calls to the police were all in different neighborhoods?"
"——It's like two people fighting and moving at the same time."
The bald police officer who was drinking coffee from a paper cup at the self-service coffee machine nearby said cheerfully, "It's probably that street fights broke out in several blocks at the same time and were witnessed by the public. Although it's a low-probability event, it does happen occasionally."
"Of course, it's not a difficult matter. The nearby patrol team has already rushed to the scene. I think it will be solved soon--"
“Beep, beep, beep!——”
"...?!"
There was no room for further small talk, because this was a communication from the front line. Sometimes when there was a need to request additional police force or when lethal force had to be used, the police officers on duty would contact the headquarters through this line, and the slightest mistake could lead to irreversible consequences.
The operator immediately straightened her chair and connected the call. At the same time, she made a gesture to her colleague, which probably meant "sorry to leave you for a moment."
The fat police officer naturally would not have any objection - as fellow police officers, they all have their own difficulties, and there is still considerable respect and understanding between them.
So he gave an OK gesture, held a cup of coffee with milk foam and went back to his desk.
However, he couldn't help but pause for a moment before leaving. It wasn't because he had left something behind or for any other reason - it was just because he saw the operator's expression changing again and again.
——No, did I hear it wrong?
Requesting to deploy more than ten police cars and all police forces, and also bringing all the heavy firepower available in the bureau? If you said you were going to suppress a terrorist organization riot, I would believe it. Two hooligans fighting on the street?
Are you awake, team member?
"...Please believe me, ma'am, this is absolutely a necessary measure after I analyzed the situation with a clear mind - that person is not a human being at all!"
"Not human? What else could it be? Alien? Predator?"
"It's way worse than that - it's the fucking Hulk and the Abomination!!!"
............................................................
At this moment, the police officer holding the communicator with a terrified face felt an indescribable tremor, a fear from the level of life...
And a shock that seems to transcend all artistic aesthetics!
This is the beauty of the wild flesh of higher creatures!
Because of countless years of adapting to the environment and evolving, humans have unknowingly become completely free of natural enemies on this beautiful planet of life thanks to their own wisdom.
Years of stable life have caused the keen senses that were deeply engraved at the genetic level in the distant past to degenerate. Now, except for some gifted people, most ordinary people have lost the sense of crisis and the fear of powerful creatures.
In their minds, humans armed with muskets are invincible, and the only threat is their own kind...only their fucking own kind.
However, this time, I saw those two creatures who were clearly human in form but seemed to be another kind of creatures wearing human skin, fighting each other violently, and their every move destroyed the crystallization of human wisdom and sweat - the city made of steel and concrete.
This police officer, who was clearly holding a pistol but felt like he was standing naked in front of a top predator that was staring at him hungrily, had his fear and keen senses buried deep in his genes awakened!
Skin torn, flesh shattered, bones broken...
--die!
