Holy Fist!
Bai Xiao descended, looking up not only at this strange and magnificent world but also at the career modifier he had downloaded before transmigrating.
"Consume all experience from sub-professions [Biological Mech Engineer], [Secret Realm Scholar], [Special Hypnotist], convert them into a million potential points, and fully upgrade the main profession [Fighter]!"
"I... obtained the golden ultimate profession [God of Martial Combat]!"
In the world's largest urban cluster, on a night of heavy rain.
On the ground, countless murderers and fighters engaged in a life-and-death struggle. Massive metal mechs and biological armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flames mingled, everything plunged into primitive violence and chaos.
At the top of the towering building, Bai Xiao stood silently in the dark rain, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes gazed downwards, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness.
He leaped down, his trench coat wildly flapping.
The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battlefield!
A cold voice echoed across the city skyline.
"Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, then come and stop me..."
A bustling and extravagant modern city, a consumer era where entertainment reigns supreme.
Beneath seventy years of apparent peace lies another chaotic and bloody hidden world.
Fighters who mastered secret techniques of various styles, and murderers controlled by combat modes, engaged in a terrifying, unending struggle.
Metal mechs with terrifying energy, biological armors extracted from monster cells, a cruel struggle between old and new technologies unfolded.
In this era alienated by machinery and external objects, shouting out for power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...