Chapter 136 Chapter 136: Where Is Your Master? Have Him Step Forward!
Chapter 136: Where Is Your Master? Have Him Step Forward!
"What is this?"
Even though it was just an illusion floating before her, not a physical object, the Doctor recognized it instantly.
Judgement of Shamash?
She knew the name of Kevin's weapon. So that's it, this is the function of that button.
Indeed, anything related to that man exudes such a sense of security.
Kal'tsit & Mon3tr: "???"
The anticipated slash did not arrive. The crimson-gold illusory greatsword perfectly shielded them behind it.
Theresis frowned, gesturing with his hand. The longsword that had been knocked away flew back into his grasp. When Kal'tsit stood in his way, he hadn't felt much inner turmoil.
The Six Heroes once braved the torrential magical bombardment of Leithanien's Golden Law Guards, brought down the towering Steam Knights, and tore through the elite defensive lines of the Old Guard wielding siege lances and great shields.
In the end, they forcefully slew Kal'tsit right on the battlefield.
Now, the Six Heroes have scattered. But even without help from others, since he had accomplished such a feat once, he could naturally do it a second time with ease.
Yet, he was blocked. That very same sword strike that had slain Kal'tsit amidst the armies of nations was blocked!
It was just a single greatsword. A weapon without even a wielder had achieved what the allied armies of nations could not.
"Where is your master? Have him step forward."
Theresis said in a low voice.
Ultimately, he was different from the Lord of Blood. Theresis had never faced Kevin directly. Even when dealing with the Demon Form that had annihilated one of his armies, he had only exchanged a glance through special means.
This led to an awkward situation: Theresis simply didn't recognize the Judgement of Shamash.
Naturally, the Mimicry - Judgement of Shamash paid no heed to his call. As for Kevin himself, he was far away in Gou Wu. Although capable of doing so, he had absolutely no need to appear here at this moment.
The Mimicry - Judgement of Shamash slowly hovered before the Doctor. Although synthesized purely from Honkai energy and less powerful than the genuine article in Kevin's hands, it had one advantage: it wasn't picky about its user.
The Judgement of Shamash Grand Stage: come if you dare!
Otherwise, you'd end up like Nian who wanted to touch the real thing—unable to even lay a finger on it.
"You... want me to?"
The Doctor wasn't entirely sure, but the Mimicry Divine Key of Destruction floated forward a bit more, reaching a distance where her hand could grasp the hilt.
Judging by the heat waves distorting the air around the floating sword, she estimated that even without any slashing or power release, the perceived temperature of touching the hilt would be at least a thousand degrees Celsius.
It was true she wasn't an ordinary person; she could even use boiling water to make instant noodles in her mouth. But at this temperature, her entire hand would melt away, wouldn't it?
The Doctor tried to view all this rationally, but—
Her body had already extended her hand ahead of her consciousness, and then the rationality in her mind followed suit in rebellion.
"To hell with it!"
The angel of reason and the demon of emotion reached an unprecedented agreement.
Kevin wouldn't harm her. Since this was a contingency left by Kevin, for her, it represented absolute safety.
Just as her fingertips were about to touch the Mimicry Judgement of Shamash, the cufflink on her hooded Doctor's coat trembled slightly. A large amount of dark blue fluid seeped out from it, enveloping the Doctor completely.
Hands, feet, face, body—every inch of skin was covered. The intense heat from the Mimicry Judgement of Shamash was isolated. She finally grasped the illusory greatsword.
The moment she took hold, the core on the Mimicry Judgement of Shamash emitted light. Brilliant golden threads extended, adjusted, modified, and finally formed a magnificent set of armor on her body.
"This is... the Doctor?"
Witnessing the Doctor's heroic and dashing appearance, not only Kal'tsit who was right beside her, but even Scout and Outcast from the sniper team in the distance who were preparing to provide cover were stunned speechless.
Was this still the ever-calm Doctor who strategized from within command tents?
"Blank Key?"
The Doctor uttered the name of this armor set.
To be precise, it was actually a weakened, improved version of Blank Key. It sacrificed the ability to bear a true Herrscher core in exchange for low load and portability. Overall, when it was first developed, its evaluation was only one word:
"Mediocre!"
Even its inventor thought so. Considering humanity's combat strength and the enemies they faced, output merely at the level of a Pseudo-Herrscher couldn't justify its high cost.
Weren't MANTIS much cheaper than this?
But now, worn by the Doctor, this armor truly served its purpose.
Theresis casually raised his longsword. Gunfire struck it, was flattened by the impact, and ricocheted away, scattering two sparks.
Wordlessly, he took a step forward. The strong wind generated by his high-speed advance made his cape flutter violently behind him. Theresis swung his sword once more.
Without the numerous and complex techniques of a Banshee or the eerie and bloody methods of a Vampire, what allowed this Regent to stand above all other royal courts was nothing but unparalleled speed and strength!
A crimson sword light flashed again, still swift as lightning!
But this time, with the help of the armor's built-in combat-assist visor, the Doctor's eyes miraculously caught the trajectory of that strike. Though blurry, it was traceable.
Clang!
The collision of sword against sword birthed sparks and elicited a clear ringing hum.
Feeling the recoil transmitted back through his longsword, an emotion called surprise once again appeared on Theresis's face. But the greatsword was already closing in; the high temperature from its flames forced him to dodge sideways.
Real-time combat and strategic command were two different things. The Doctor was deeply aware that she was a combat novice. Even wearing a full set of armor, fighting against Theresis, one of the Six Heroes, would only lead to her being utterly defeated.
So she simply handed over all permissions to the auxiliary intelligent combat system.
Auxiliary? No, she was the auxiliary—a tool providing a vessel for the combat AI to perform.
"The Doctor's" straight thrust was dodged by Theresis. But as if she had anticipated it, flames on the blade curled back; the thrust transformed into a sweeping slash!
It was hard to imagine such agile swordsmanship from a heavy greatsword used for wide swings. Theresis's eyes gleamed slightly. He didn't dodge again but instead drew his sword and slashed downward.
Thrust! Vertical chop! Horizontal slash!
In just a few exchanges, they clashed hundreds of times consecutively—deceptive feints, openings both real and false, reaction nerves stretched to their limit!
The high-frequency, multi-layered duel provided those around them with an intensely shocking audio-visual feast!
In fact, Theresis couldn't remember how long it had been since he experienced such an exhilarating battle. The flames burning on that blade often caused searing pain just by grazing him.
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