Chapter 231 This Time, the Clown Lost

"Warning, warning!"

"Power system damaged..."

"Alloy steel armor damaged..."

"Simulated neural system damaged..."

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Ear-piercing alarm sounds filled Jemmas' ears. The next moment, he looked at his right arm and could no longer hide the terror on his face.

The cyan vortex on the Frost Sword enveloped Jemmas' arm. Then, visibly, the metal armor on the arm was torn apart bit by bit, turning into pieces that were continuously unraveled. Jemmas' arm was exposed.

"Ah!"

The intense pain made Jemmas cry out in agony. Driven by the cyan vortex, the flesh and blood on his arm became completely distorted. Then, with constant "crackling" sounds, Jemmas' entire arm twisted unnaturally, its bones completely crushed.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" Jemmas roared at Bai Ye. "You haven't used it, you've never used this move before, why? Tell me, why haven't you used it!"

Perhaps due to the pain, or perhaps due to panic, Jemmas became incoherent, his expression gradually contorting.

Bai Ye's response was...

"Kill!"

Bai Ye pointed forward again with his condensed sword finger.

He had no obligation to satisfy Jemmas' curiosity.

On the Frost Sword, the cyan light intensified, and then...

With a "puff," Jemmas' entire arm exploded, turning into a large cloud of blood mist that dispersed in all directions. The air was immediately filled with a strong scent of blood.

The Frost Sword pressed forward relentlessly, piercing directly into Jemmas' chest.

The metal armor on his chest was instantly torn apart, and the Frost Sword, transforming into a cyan and white glow, pierced through the mechanical armor's chest.

Naturally...

It also pierced through Jemmas' chest!

A single sword pierced through the body!

Inside the mechanical armor, Jemmas looked at the large hole in his chest in disbelief, still fixated, "Why... is..."

Jemmas struggled to utter two words, and blood began to gush wildly from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He finally lost all signs of life.

"You have killed a participant (Mythical Civilization World)."

"You have obtained a fragment of God's Stone."

Bai Ye let out a long sigh, leaning against the wall, his body slowly sinking to the ground, feeling a lingering sense of dread.

This City of Sin truly clashed with him; this was the second time he had narrowly escaped death.

At the same time, Bai Ye was puzzled. Was this mechanical armor made by Jemmas himself?

If Jemmas was resourceful, it wouldn't be difficult to understand his abilities by observing his combat. But how could he counter Bai Ye's abilities?

Unless that suit of mechanical armor was made by Jemmas himself.

However...

Obtaining mechanical armor now might be possible to some extent, but creating it himself...

Was it truly possible to achieve such a feat?

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Wasteland area, a desolate wilderness.

Li Jia Yi gazed into the distance, his face suddenly showing a look of anger. He then punched hard to the side, hitting a huge boulder.

With a "boom"!

The boulder, two people tall, let out a loud roar and shattered.

"Idiot, idiot, that idiot!" Li Jia Yi cursed through gritted teeth. "It's one thing for him to go looking for death, but he had to lose the ace craftsman too!"

Li Jia Yi roared in anger, venting his emotions.

A moment later, Li Jia Yi gradually calmed down. The anger on his face disappeared, and soon, he reverted to his usual indifferent and composed demeanor.

He made a "microphone" gesture with his hand and brought it to his ear.

"Hello, Jemmas is dead."

"Don't ask me how he died. That idiot wanted to die, could I have put a leash on him and tied him up?"

"In short, I need a new assistant, a new Knight of the Apocalypse Ten."

"I don't care about anything else. Send me a person, and don't disrupt my plan."

"My next target? It's the Ark Reactor!"

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City of Sin, ferry.

Bai Ye carefully examined the mechanical armor, still unable to understand how Jemmas could have manufactured it so precisely.

Then...

Bai Ye suddenly remembered something and quickly checked the time.

"Damn it!"

Bai Ye cursed, realizing he had almost forgotten the main task.

Bai Ye ignored Jemmas' corpse and quickly walked back. After finding his hiking backpack, he scattered bombs in various places in the ship's hold and then began to move upward.

Passing a window, Bai Ye glanced outside. The crowd had already started boarding.

Two ferries; one carried prisoners, while the other, according to their order in line, carried ordinary citizens.

Even so, some people were very dissatisfied that the prisoners were allowed to board before the ordinary citizens.

However, after an armed guard said, "If you're unhappy, you can share a boat with them," those who wanted to cause trouble quieted down.

As for Bai Ye, since boarding had begun, it meant he could no longer return the way he came.

Bai Ye had to change his route, moving to the side of the ship not facing the dock. He then smashed a window and jumped down.

The icy river water made Bai Ye's wounds ache. Bai Ye gritted his teeth and endured, swimming all the way to the cargo area far from the pier. It was deserted here; the workers and administrators had long since fled.

After crawling ashore, Bai Ye lay on the ground, gasping for breath. After a while, he sat up.

He glanced at the light screen; his mission was not yet complete, indicating that the matter was not over.

However, it was close.

Bai Ye looked at the ferries in the distance. The first batch of people had boarded completely, and the two ferries began to move, crossing the river.

Bai Ye silently watched the time on the light screen.

Not much time was left until midnight.

The distant city was still brightly lit, appearing prosperous, radiating light everywhere, showing no sign of the panic engulfing it, shrouded in the dark night.

So, could the Joker's fireworks completely ignite this night?

Could the emotion called fear take root in people's hearts?

Bai Ye glanced at the time; there was only one minute left.

Thirty seconds...

Ten seconds...

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one...

Time reached twelve o'clock.

This was the time given by the Joker, the final ultimatum.

Before midnight, the people on the two ferries had to make a choice, using detonators to blow up the other boat, thereby saving themselves.

The Joker called it striking first; either the other party dies, or they die. If they didn't detonate in advance, their own boat might be detonated by the other party.

However...

It was midnight, and both ferries were fine; nothing had happened.

The Joker wanted to play with human nature, but it turned out that while human nature had a wicked side, it also had a good side.

Therefore, human nature was the most unpredictable thing!

This time...

The Joker lost!

Bai Ye smiled and opened his palm, revealing several button batteries.

The next moment, Bai Ye casually waved his hand, tossing the button batteries into the water.

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