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It is the instinct that can instantly strip away even the courage to run away when a herbivore faces a top predator.
However, Su Chen left him no room to continue thinking.
He was too lazy to even raise his arm.
It was just a thought.
"Om-!"
The swarm of metal locusts covering him responded to the monarch's will.
They instantly detached from the armor surface, transforming into a sky-covering silver torrent, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, sweeping towards the Tyrant Bull.
That was not an attack.
That was a natural disaster.
Ba Niu's expression changed drastically beneath his mask. His survival instinct made him immediately hold the chainsaw sword horizontally in front of his chest, attempting to build a final line of defense.
However, his prized weapon, capable of cutting through steel, appeared so laughable and so vulnerable before this sea of metal.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
The grating, teeth-grinding sounds of gnawing blended together.
The incredibly sturdy chainsaw sword was visibly broken down and devoured by the locust swarm at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.
Hard alloys are as fragile as cookies in their presence.
Just a few seconds.
The chainsaw sword turned into a pile of useless scrap metal, slipped from Ba Niu's trembling hand, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"My...weapon!"
Ba Niu let out a gasp of disbelief.
But this is just the beginning.
The silver torrent did not stop at all, and instantly submerged his tall figure completely.
His prized heavy armor, a sturdy defense capable of withstanding artillery fire, was gradually dismantled and stripped away by the endless, all-pervasive swarm of locusts.
The mournful cries of the metal armor mingled with the desperate screams of the bull, becoming his final lament.
Finally, amidst that desperate roar, Su Chen slowly raised his right leg.
As if receiving a command, the silver swarm of locusts automatically gathered, compressed, and deformed at his feet, forming a sharp, gleaming spike.
He kicked out.
The movement was so casual, it was as if he were simply kicking a pebble while taking a walk.
The silver spike struck the core of the Overlord Driver with perfect precision.
"boom--!"
The extremely violent explosion resounded throughout the ruins.
The bull was kicked away by the immense force, and in mid-air, it helplessly deactivated its transformation, reverting to the form of the Taoist priest, and crashed heavily into a pile of rubble in the distance like a rag doll.
[Ding! Contestant 'Master Wuzhi' has reached zero points and is forcibly eliminated!]
The cold, impersonal system voice brought this one-sided battle to a close.
At the same time, a notification belonging to the victor also rang in Su Chen's mind.
Defeat powerful competitors and acquire massive amounts of world rule data.
[Data analysis in progress... Gained the special ability 'Resilience'.]
Su Chen felt the immense power that seemed to increase the density of his body, and slowly withdrew his leg.
From beginning to end.
He didn't even move an inch.
Chapter 76: The Final Stage, the BOSS Appears! One-Hit Kill, Technological Singularity
Dead silence.
A deathly stillness capable of freezing the soul.
With that arrogant figure completely erased, the entire battlefield, this ruin built of desire, fell into a strange slumber.
The wind stopped.
The remaining flames had lost their flickering strength.
All the surviving contestants, those whose lives lingered under the claws of Jamato and the iron hooves of the bull, breathed their last at that moment.
Their gazes were fixed on the silver-white figure, like iron filings drawn to a magnet.
That's no longer the way you look at a competitor.
That is the pure fear mixed with utmost reverence that mortals show when they look up to the gods.
Su Chen stood there quietly, as if he wasn't the one who had just crushed a top-tier knight in such a humiliating manner.
His figure was upright, and his silver-white armor reflected a cold yet holy light against the dim purple sky.
The previous whispers about "score boosting" have long since disappeared.
Doubt turned into fear.
Discontent turned into submission.
No one dared to approach anymore.
Some contestants who were still relatively clear-headed even began to move backward silently with an almost instinctive, stiff motion.
They stayed away from that area.
It was as if that place was not the pinnacle of victory, but a black hole that would devour everything.
They are afraid.
They were filled with dread, fearing that a single careless action of theirs would make them the next target that the silver-clad knight would "casually" eliminate.
The bloody massacre in Jyamato.
Kamen Rider Bull's violent elimination.
After a series of brutal trials, only one in ten contestants remained.
In this oppressively silent atmosphere, the cold, ruthless electronic narration once again resounded throughout the world.
Its appearance seemed to toll the bell for a change of scene in this silent drama.
"The first phase, the cleanup phase, has ended."
The announcement was cold and devoid of any emotion.
"The final stage begins!"
The instant the words fell.
The whole world began to tremble violently.
The earth groaned, and the air howled.
This tremor was far more intense than any previous appearance of Jyamato.
That was not a simple tremor.
That was the space itself offering its trembling in homage to an even more terrifying being.
All eyes were drawn to the very center of the venue.
The ground there suddenly arched upwards.
The solid concrete, like a fragile biscuit, was lifted from the ground by an unparalleled force, instantly covered with huge, spiderweb-like cracks.
What seeps out of the crack is not soil, but a bottomless, chilling darkness.
A colossal shadow was slowly rising from the darkness.
It rises slowly, but with an irresistible, overwhelming momentum that crushes everything.
It was as if the whole world was making way for its arrival.
"Roar--!"
A roar erupted from the depths of the earth.
That wasn't a sound.
It was a pure, destructive sonic shock.
It pierced the eardrums and vibrated the internal organs, as if it wanted to shatter the soul of every creature that heard it from its body.
Finally, the enormous creature was fully revealed to everyone.
It was a gigantic monster, the size of a small hill.
It stood there like a despairing mountain rising from hell, casting a shadow that could cover half the battlefield.
Its appearance is like the ultimate evolution of the sword saint Jyamato.
Its body is no longer made of flesh and blood, but a truly mobile war fortress.
Countless dark cannon muzzles, like the eyes of venomous snakes, covered its thick, menacing armor.
Its arms are two enormous engineering machines, capable of splitting mountains and cracking rocks.
At the end of the robotic arm are two giant blades that gleam with an ominous cold light, large enough to cleave a tall building in two.
Fortress-level Jyamato.
The final boss of this Desire Grand Prix.
Coming!
It didn't give anyone time to react.
Upon its appearance, it unhesitatingly declared its absolute dominance as the final boss to the world.