The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 348 - 213: I Am Invincible Because I Am T0_2
Chapter 348: Chapter 213: I Am Invincible Because I Am T0_2Lang Tai frowned slightly at the sight of the half suit of armor on Diller’s body.

The logically defying attack was evidently the doing of that armor.

However, as long as it was an attack, it must be supported by energy within. If it were merely an attack of this magnitude, it could easily be blocked by the energy absorption function attached to the giant claw.

Lang Tai moved again, his figure tracing a blurred arc across the testing ground, while the massive claw blade swung toward Diller with an unstoppable momentum.

Diller activated the jet device on his leg armor, retreating rapidly with the reaction force, while extending the palm of his right hand toward the looming Lang Tai.

It seemed as though an invisible barrier formed in the air, halting Lang Tai’s advance.

”Hmph,” Diller snorted lightly, his right-side armor’s firepower at full throttle, setting up several layers of air barriers around him in a mere instant.

The Sky Dome IV, a new type of External Armor he had begun researching after discovering the existence of the Key Master, boasted the ability to manipulate and compress air.

Through a special energy exchange with the Main Brain, he was able to disperse high-intensity energy in the space near the armor, creating intangible things like Iron Fist, barriers, and cages through compressed air.

Therefore, he called this half suit of External Armor ”Fantasist,” using the Imaginary Domain to create many intangible objects out of thin air, making them difficult to guard against.

However, this special energy-laden air would instantly lose its effect upon entering the human body; otherwise, he could easily kill his enemies by simply controlling the air inside their bodies to explode.

”Indeed,” Diller whispered, his speculation confirmed. The giant claw of Ti Yue could absorb and destroy his previous research achievement—the Energy Shield, but such Imaginary barriers were something that the giant claw couldn’t cope with.

Since the energy continuously surged from his armor into the air throughout the entire space, the giant claw’s efficiency in absorbing energy couldn’t keep up, rendering it unable to destroy these Imaginary objects.

Now, with three or four barriers up, he had already secured an unbeatable position, able to grind down the Ti Yue before him using offensive measures like Iron Fist and thrusts.

He was also curious as to why the Ti Yue, which served secretly in the Seks Group a decade and a half ago, would reappear at this time and place.

After all, it should have quietly exited the stage of history.

However, by immediately using the brain activity extraction device after killing the Ti Yue, perhaps he could parse out bits of memory, and within those memories, he might find answers.

He raised the palm of his right hand, invisible thrusts rapidly emerging from the ground while countless others materialized around Lang Tai and stabbed towards him.

This time, Lang Tai noticed the subtle changes in the airflow around him, so he protected his body with the giant claw and swiftly left the area.

Even though his reaction was quick, parts of his body other than the giant claw were still scratched by the thrusts, and in an instant, blood oozed and stained the waiter’s uniform red.

But he showed no reaction to this, simply gazing quietly at the target inside the barrier, lost in thought.

Diller’s lips curled slightly, realizing the balance of victory was tilting towards him.

The Ti Yue before him was not a mechanical life form; it seemed to be something like a Cyborg.

What puzzled him, though, was that neither mechanical life forms nor Cyborgs could use those special Sequence abilities and titles, but the man before him appeared to be unaffected.

It didn’t matter, the general situation was set.

The Ti Yue before him had no way to break his ”Fantasist,” at least not with that giant claw alone.

As for other methods, although his understanding of the Ti Yue was limited, he did know that its reputation rested entirely on that specially-crafted weapon, the giant claw, and its abilities were often used in conjunction with the claw.

Without the means to break through the barrier, the Ti Yue posed no threat. He didn’t need to worry about his own life; instead, he considered whether the Ti Yue might attempt to flee.

After all, assassins’ most common tactic was to retreat miles away after a missed strike.

He activated the communication device again, but the signals here were still being jammed.

He still couldn’t contact the outside world; the signal sources in the Underground Experimental Area were quite limited, likely sabotaged in advance by the opponent.

But it didn’t matter. In this situation, the Ti Yue had no chance of escaping.

Diller extended his hand, controlling the Fantasist Armor to continually dissipate energy in the air while more of the space transformed into the Imaginary Domain he could manipulate at will.

At that moment, however, the man before him suddenly underwent a change he couldn’t comprehend.

The giant claw melted away like a liquid.

And with it, the body of Lang Tai also began to dissolve.

”Huh?” Diller’s inner world was suddenly thrown into turmoil.

The giant claw had a third form?

Why had he never heard of it?

No, this liquid metal invisibility trait belonged to another weapon made of Black Silver; why would two completely different fantastical traits appear on the same weapon?

But in the next second, he stopped pondering over this matter.

A scimitar with a slender blade gently pierced through the left side of his body, and instantly, the wound lost all sensation.

The blade was coated with a poison that numbed upon contact.

This was Ti Yue’s method.

This was another T1 level Combat Sequence’s method!

And Ti Yue had been an active assassin six or seven years ago.

Who on earth was this man?!

Why did this happen, aside from the abilities of a Fantasist, he clearly had many other methods he hadn’t used...

”Ti Yue... who exactly are you?”

With such unwillingness and confusion, Diller’s consciousness faded into the chaotic darkness.

Lang Tai gripped the scimitar in his hand, then squeezed hard, and the blade once again melted into a liquid that adhered to his hand.

The liquid silver metal rose up his hand, gradually fusing with his hand until it looked no different from a normal arm.

Although he only had this one prosthetic, it was entirely sufficient.

He had not killed Diller, because he was well aware that a living Diller was more valuable than a dead one, and now, he was to take the unconscious Diller to find Jiang Shu at the D-202 laboratory.

Lang Tai took out the food from the trolley and placed it on the somewhat cluttered ground of the lab, then he placed Diller on top of the trolley.

Straightening his sleeves and adjusting his tie, Lang Tai removed the Wolf Face mask and placed it on the lower tier of the trolley.

He pushed the trolley out of the laboratory just as leisurely as when he had come in.

The entire process took only about five minutes.

”Done?” The Fox leaned against the wall near the door, and upon noticing Lang Tai leaving the lab, he kicked off the wall, straightening up.

Lang Tai silently nodded.

”You’re hurt?” The Fox noticed the bloodstains on Lang Tai’s body, ”Is it serious?”

Lang Tai shook his head again.

”That’s good,” The Fox turned and walked towards the elevator, ready to head to another experimental area with Lang Tai. That was the sector where Jiang Shu and Tang were located.

He had never really worried about Lang Tai coming up short.

T0.

Combat Sequence.

Two simple terms sufficed to demonstrate Lang Tai’s unmatched combat prowess.

”But what is your title exactly? Crimson Moon? Ti Yue?” Although The Fox had maintained an aloof demeanor when Lang Tai arrived, he had not missed a second of the brief five-minute fight, and naturally, he had heard what Diller said.

Crimson Moon?

Ti Yue?

He was unfamiliar with both of these people, but he knew that those at the top of the Combat Sequence were granted the title of ”Moon.”

Lang Tai then shook his head, signaling with hand gestures that he was neither Crimson Moon nor Ti Yue.

”Then why do you know their... combat methods?” The Fox continued to ask, deducing this was not difficult from Diller’s words.

Lang Tai, however, fell into thought, seemingly unsure how to express these words in sign language to The Fox.

So he wrote on a piece of paper:

I am proficient in the combat methods of all ”Moons.”

Because I am T0.

I have never been granted the title of ”Moon.”

But where I grew up, they all called me ”No Moon.”