CHAPTER 819: 817: TECHNOLOGY

As Catherine fell into the love of Sloth,

the black and white flower seat bearing the two became completely sealed off, isolated from the outside world. Even the appearance of seawater beneath the flowers slowly submerged the entire flower seat, temporarily disappearing from the scene.

In this way, the original 2V2 situation directly turned into 1V1.

On the field, only Reagan Ludwig and the earliest Blood Prisoner, Earl Bar Montoya, remained.

Yet Reagan remained with his usual expression, a faint smile squeezing through his meaty face, as if anything could be easily resolved. But now, both in shape and aura, Reagan was completely suppressed by the opponent.

Just at this moment,

Earl Bar began to move forward, perhaps because he hadn’t moved for a long time, or due to the heavy pressure of the armor paired with the giant blade,

each step was quite slow and left deep footprints on the ground.

Moreover, with the increase in steps, the Killing Intent also grew! Visible threads of blood slowly tangled onto the surface of the giant blade, as if to slay everything in front of it.

In the audience,

The Marquis Enwei, adept at Perception and Observation, furrowed his brow, "This guy has grown quite stronger again... Gluttony, have you recently sparred with him again? Or what."

Gluttony Gratoni, whose body fat had evaporated for the most part, placed his hands on the seat’s armrest before leaning back, "Whenever there’s nothing to do, I play with him. We have sparred ten times.

But considering the armor factor, I did not use the devouring effect, only purely competed in Power,

This guy isn’t much inferior to me, and of course, due to the constraints of the armor, he cannot unleash his real Power, otherwise, I estimate the Blood Plague effect inside him could rival ’Fury’ of back then.

One person has already fallen into the [Sloth Domain], the remaining one surely isn’t a match for Bar;

the first match should be easily won.

We need to prepare well for the second match, the two opponents surely will be difficult."

Gluttony seemed to have predicted the outcome of the first match, he started doing some warm-up exercises on the seat, his gaze slowly falling on Zede on the other side of the audience.

In the field,

Earl Bar’s slow walk had brought him within twenty meters of Reagan.

Reagan still did not make any move, just standing in place, seemingly waiting, calculating, and Observing.

"It’s different now..."

Reagan observed that Earl Bar’s body started showing slight agitation, with Grinding Teeth being most apparent, even grinding the gums to release a lot of blood,

The posture of properly standing also slowly changed, like a Beast with one drooping Arm, body leaning forward, legs bracing the ground.

Ah!!!

A piercing and deafening scream shouted out from the opponent’s mouth,

Earl Bar leaped high from ten meters away, swinging the giant blade wrapped in blood threads, slashing towards Reagan’s position.

Power, slaughter, and madness reached their peak.

But facing such aggression, Reagan still showed no action...

Boom!

The giant blade landed, raising dust at the impact point, and the ground behind Reagan was slashed with a mark over ten meters long.

Yet the situation inside the field shocked everyone, the Marquis Gluttony, who was preparing for exercises, immediately stopped in surprise.

Even Art, who initially was not very interested, sat upright, swallowing all the head balloons he blew outside his mouth back in, so as not to obstruct his effective view.

He turned to look at William not far away,

"Hey! William, where did you find this human... If we only look at the complexity of his brain, perhaps it’s more complex than your Madness Brain?"

"Reagan is one of my partners in the human Organization, he’s a born research maniac;

his intrinsic pursuit of Knowledge and Desire far exceeds what my Madness Brain brings... Actually, I didn’t even expect Reagan to be this stunning, maybe the first match will be interesting."

The dust cleared,

Reagan kept both hands in the English-style angled pockets of his khaki pants, maintaining an upright stance, not even reaching out to block, yet suspending the heavy gigantic blade in front of him.

Bzz~ Bzz~ Bzz.

A vague sound of some magnetic effect could be heard,

With Earl Bar’s exertion, you could even see at the blade’s cleaving spot, some kind of hexagonal geometric shape spreading like ripples,

like some unknown, unbreakable "Force Field" blocked between the two.

However, this was not Earl Bar’s full strength.

The slash just made was just a warm-up, considering he had been imprisoned for a long time, the first slash was helping himself to stretch! What followed was his actual skill.

Clang Clang Clang!

Continuous chopping without any Technique. Just like chopping meat, quickly hacking on the Force Field surface, with each cut increasing in power.

The ever-increasing Power impacts changed Reagan’s expression, slowly sinking the shoes into the ground,

The right hand he had placed into the pocket slowly took out, using the palm to personally Control and enhance the Force Field defense,

Yet Earl Bar’s madness surpassing imagination, not only giving the right-hand frenzied slashes, but the left hand forcibly tearing the Force Field with sharp structures given by the Armor.

Most outrageous of all, he even used his mouth directly, trying to bite the Force Field with blood-soaked Sharp Teeth,

"Your friend probably won’t hold out." Art bantered.

"Just watch closely..."

Bang!

With one final feral bite,

The hexagonal structured Force Field was completely broken,

Reagan’s ’slightly chubby but fragile’ human Physical was exposed entirely, seemingly not having even the basic physical defense, outside the scene the blood people had even begun to imagine a gore-splattering ’settling scene’.

Giant blade,

Sharp hand,

Blood-bath maw,

All heading towards Reagan,

ZZZ!

The blade sliced the surface of Reagan’s body, which should have easily cut in half, yet after slitting the clothing out burst out a shower of Fire Core, indicating some tough thing blocking the cut.

As for the blood bath maw biting ’mouth to mouth’ towards Reagan in the instant of approach heard a grudge-filled voice, like something from an old-fashioned telephone, intermittent.

Stay~away~from my man...

An Arm made of countless precise wires suddenly emerged from Reagan’s spine, each wire’s arrangement was very deliberate, even aligning with some ancient technology’s ’line form’.

When all the wires formed, its surface covered with a layer of bionic Skin, Instant transforming into a slender Arm belonging to a woman.

The palm pierced straight out like a spear,

Taking advantage of Earl Bar’s biting inertia, and fully opened mouth, a standard punch pierced directly into the mouth... Swish!

Clang~ The armor plate on the back of the head dropped onto the ground.

What seemed to be a woman’s thin Arm had completely penetrated Earl Bar’s head, even damaging part of the Armor specifically designed by the Monastery.

Not only that,

Earl Bar’s entire head through and put mid-air, feet off the ground.

Pressed him into submission despite the Armor, giant blade, weighing more than a ton, yet such a slender Arm easily lifted.

At that moment,

The audience clearly saw the owner of the Arm, a woman connected to Reagan’s spine, both real and unreal, black hair covering her face but tongue protruding like a phone receiver.

Additionally,

Under Reagan’s outfit cut by the giant blade, revealed a silver Physique featuring Perfect streamlines, the surface flowing with metallic luster, yet retaining flesh characteristics.

The attack was not over,

Miss Faye’s Arm that penetrated the opponent’s head began to change, electric wires grew out arcs, indescribable electrical energy released from it! ZZ, brilliance flooded the entire Circus.

Once the electrical energy discharge finished,

A burnt corpse laid on the ground, with all Blood evaporated.