Chapter 64

The two mechs simultaneously retreated and disappeared into the darkness. As they retreated, the infrared vision device of War God No.1 also shut down.

The kids were completely stunned.

War God No.1 had turned off the vision device, and he didn't have the superwave positioning assistance.

Was he going to commit suicide?

But there was no choice. With the infrared light on, he would be a live target in the darkness.

After all, the Dark Hunter also had a shield. How could he fight with no chance of winning at all?

Perhaps the skeleton was strong in close combat, but in this environment, the opponent showed a dominant operation.

Whether it was those who had seen many matches or those who were watching for the first time, they all held their breath. The two commentators were very quiet, because this kind of battle didn't need their commentary. This was the basic professional quality of a commentator.

It was completely the showtime of the two players!

Although it wasn't as intense as a typical match, the atmosphere was more thrilling than any previous match.

War God No.1 was forced into a corner. So far, this was the first time a player had completely suppressed the skeleton.

This was Johnson Doma.

The legendary Dark King of the European region, he was also famous for his mystery. In high-level matches, as long as the battle map was of this type, his win rate was 100%.

Often, one legend creates another legend.

The Dark Hunter emitted a strong killing aura in the darkness. The prey was already locked. For Johnson Doma, his opponent was as clear as a firefly in the darkness.

In a certain internet cafe in Europe, which mainly featured the War God Covenant, a middle-aged man was fighting. However, everyone in the internet cafe knew that the boss was visually impaired.

This was the legendary Dark King.

No one knew his background, except for the young man beside the middle-aged man, who was the real Dark Hunter.

This ordinary internet cafe boss was once a top pilot of the Solar System Federation's Dark Special Forces. During a mission, he was exposed to radiation, suffered severe injuries, and became permanently visually impaired, forcing him to retire.

Some people would choose to stay in the military for a position, while others who had experienced glory would choose a peaceful life... to return home.

But in a peaceful life, there are always some memories of past glory. A warrior's fighting spirit only calms down at the moment of death.

Johnson hadn't felt this way for a long time. Although he didn't know who the opponent was, in several exchanges, excluding physical factors, the opponent's reaction and operation were also that of a master in the military.

It wasn't that he didn't want to launch a strong attack, but the opponent had no weaknesses, and what seemed to be weaknesses were all traps. If he advanced recklessly, he would have to pay a price.

Similarly, Wang Zheng also realized that the opponent was an experienced master. This experience came from intuition.

All the previous exchanges were just probing.

In the darkness, the Dark Hunter launched an attack. Continuous bangs sounded, but it was impossible to determine the position. The Dark Hunter had all-around mobility, and its inward-curving claws allowed it to firmly grip the cave walls.

It was impossible to judge the position, and the laser was completely ineffective. At this moment, the hunter was fully unfolded, and just this agile movement on the ground and walls was enough to scare the kids.

War God No.1 remained still, as any random movement would mean death. He was trying to determine the enemy's position.

Without the superwave assistance, there were echoes everywhere. In the dead silence of the darkness, the continuous sounds would cause fear, anxiety, and helplessness to pile up.

Ultimately, it would lead to a breakdown.

The audience felt lost and helpless, and anyone in such a situation would probably surrender to such an opponent.

In fact, most players chose to do so.

Fighting Johnson in such an environment was a sign of mental problems.

At this moment, the stationary War God No.1 suddenly launched an attack, suddenly advancing to the right and cutting through the air.

But...

Damn!

This was the position the Dark Hunter was about to move to.

Prediction!

This was a godly rhythm, how could he judge this!

This wasn't a coincidence!

Boom...

The two mechs engaged in a fierce battle, and the darkness seemed to have no effect on either of them.

They were both masters who could blend into the darkness.

In such an environment, their minds were even clearer.

Wang Zheng was very excited; he had finally met such an opponent!

Johnson closed his eyes, but a smile of happiness, which he hadn't shown for a long time, appeared at the corner of his mouth. He longed to fight like this again in his dreams.

Leaving the battlefield was more tragic than death for a warrior at the peak of his career.

No matter the opponent, fight with all your might!

The ultrasonic wave assistance device was turned off. This was for beginners; making judgments based on this would delay the operation by at least one-third of a second.

The players' operations and equipment choices were displayed on the screen.

Two monsters fighting in the darkness without any assistance devices!

The titanium knife and claws clashed, sparking in the darkness. The various obstacles and rugged terrain posed no threat to them, and their combat frequency was getting higher and more intense.

The audience was almost suffocated by the intensity.

What level of battle was this!

The audiences on Mars and the Moon were stunned. Was this the current level of Earth?

This Dark Hunter was already insane, and the War God No.1 on the other side was like a ghost. What kind of person could use War God No.1 in such a way, with all kinds of non-human movements?

In fact, humanoid mechs could also make animal-like movements. Humans evolved from animals, and although using all four limbs wasn't very flexible, it wasn't impossible.

Boom...

After dozens of consecutive clashes, the two mechs separated and disappeared into the darkness. This was the operation of a master, moving like a rabbit and standing still like a virgin.

The mechs were completely silent. In Johnson's over ten years of service, he had encountered masters, and this one was definitely the highest level.

He hadn't moved for a long time, and he didn't know if his attack was still as proficient.

The engine output of the Dark Hunter was building up, and Johnson felt all his cells jumping, as if he had returned to his former self.

The Dark Hunter advanced, pattering... What kind of movement was this?

The limbs of the Dark Hunter moved completely out of sync, not only in position but also in attack direction and angle, making it impossible to judge.

Short-range frequency-changing advance, no large movements, all small and controllable ranges. In such darkness, this was known as completely unpredictable attacks.

If War God No.1 didn't move, he would be waiting for death. It was impossible to catch the opponent's movement trajectory like before.

However, War God No.1 also moved, and the two almost mirrored each other's movements in the complex terrain.

War God No.1 was also using frequency-changing movement!

How could he do that with just two legs???

But watching War God No.1's movement gave a sense of disorientation.

This was only possible with frequency-changing movement.

The distance between the two was getting closer, and the Dark Hunter made a move. Even so, he still caught the target instantly.

Only those who had lost their vision could have a calm mind and see more clearly.

Frequency-changing movement was ineffective!

Deer's heart was already roaring and shouting. This was a godly operation, take him down!

First move!

The Dark Hunter's crazy claw attack!

Jumping left and right, the double claws became like a madman, instantly grabbing like countless claws.

War God No.1's titanium knife could only passively defend and block, but the Dark Hunter was already in a frenzy, and the four legs undoubtedly had the upper hand in such terrain.

The powerful grip and stability of the hind legs provided a stable base for the front claws' attacks, and War God No.1 was already on the verge of collapse.

To be honest, if it were another mech, even with a shield, it would have been destroyed long ago.

How long could War God No.1 hold out?

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

One of War God No.1's arms was torn apart!

Passive defense had its price. In the continuous attacks, War God No.1 was already overloaded.

This was the Dark King.

Even if you were a god, you had to bow here!

Some people were already roaring, cheering for the victor, while the Skeleton Corps were already considering jumping off the building.

What to do???

Bang...

The titanium knife was knocked away!

War God No.1's defense was on the verge of collapse. Why didn't the skeleton dodge? This desperate clash was too disadvantageous for the mech.

And at this moment, the Dark Hunter hadn't even activated its shield.

This was a loss.

The prey was on the verge of collapse, and Johnson was waiting for this moment, completely dismantling the opponent's defenses!

The Dark Hunter then performed a cross-lock.

The claws crossed and struck down, and at this moment, Johnson's body instantly burst with the strength of a warrior, which had been dormant for a long time.

The aggressive operation made the claws glow in the darkness.

This was a strike that could completely tear the opponent apart.

At this moment.

A red light flashed, and War God No.1 disappeared!

Immediately followed by an explosion, sparks flew everywhere.

Skeleton WIN!

What???

What happened???

Deer was the first to jump up, completely forgetting his commentary, "What's going on? Power outage? How could he win? It's a lie!"

The slow-motion replay of the final move.

The Dark Hunter rushed over, and the environment was fully lit. Everyone finally saw why War God No.1 hadn't moved. Behind him was a protruding stalactite.

At the moment the Dark Hunter launched its attack, the red light was from the infrared detector. In the darkness, especially for a warrior who had blended into the darkness, sudden exposure to light would cause instant blindness, and the more adapted to the darkness, the more severe the effect.

By the time Johnson recovered from the blindness, it was too late. In that instant, he felt he was going to lose.

This was the intuition of a warrior.

What greeted the Dark Hunter was a huge stalactite spike.

The claws couldn't block in time and were pierced through.

When people noticed War God No.1's movement, a chill ran down their spines.

War God No.1 simply took a step to the side, watching the scene unfold.

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