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-splitting alarms blared in Jemas's ears. He then looked at his right arm and could no longer conceal the terror on his face.

The azure vortex on the Frost Sword enveloped Jemas's arm. Then, visibly, the metal armor on his arm was torn away piece by piece, fragmenting as it was continuously spun off. Jemas's arm was exposed.

"Ah!"

The intense pain made Jemas cry out in agony. Driven by the azure vortex, the flesh and blood on his arm became completely contorted. Then, with a series of "crackling" sounds, Jemas's entire arm twisted grotesquely, its bone structure utterly shattered.

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

Whether it was due to the pain or sheer panic, Jemas became incoherent, his expression contorting.

Bai Ye's response was...

"Kill!"

Bai Ye pointed his condensed sword finger forward again.

He had no obligation to satisfy Jemas's curiosity.

The azure light on the Frost Sword intensified, and then...

With a *puff*, Jemas's entire arm exploded into a mass of blood mist, scattering in all directions. The air was immediately filled with a thick scent of blood.

The Frost Sword, unstoppable, pierced directly into Jemas's chest.

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

Naturally...

It pierced through Jemas's chest as well!

A single sword through the body!

Inside the mechanical armor, Jemas stared incredulously at the large hole in his chest, still fixated, "Why...why..."

Jemas managed to utter two words with difficulty. Blood began to gush from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and he finally lost all signs of life.

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

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

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

This City of Sin truly had a bad omen for him; this was the second time he had narrowly escaped death.

At the same time, Bai Ye was somewhat puzzled. Had Jemas crafted this mechanical armor himself?

If Jemas had the intention, then by observing his battles, it wouldn't be difficult to understand his abilities. But how could he specifically counter those abilities?

Unless that suit of mechanical armor was something Jemas had made himself.

But...

Acquiring mechanical armor now might still hold some possibility, but to create it himself...

Could he really achieve such a feat?

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Wasteland area, a stretch of wilderness.

Li Jia Yi gazed into the distance. A look of rage suddenly appeared on his face, and he violently swung his fist to the side, striking a giant boulder.

*BOOM!*

The boulder, twice the height of a man, let out a deafening roar and shattered into pieces.

"Idiot, idiot, that idiot!" Li Jia Yi gritted his teeth and cursed. "He wants to die, fine, 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 resumed his usual indifferent and composed demeanor.

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

"Hello, Jemas is dead."

"Don't ask me how he died. The idiot wanted to die, was I supposed to chain him up like a dog?"

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

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

"My next target? The Ark Reactor!"

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City of Sin, Ferry.

Bai Ye scrutinized the mechanical armor, still unable to comprehend how Jemas 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 no longer paid attention to Jemas's corpse. He quickly turned back, found his hiking backpack, placed bombs in various locations in the hold, and then began to ascend.

As he passed a window, Bai Ye glanced outside. The crowds had already begun to board.

Two ferries. One was for prisoners, and the other, according to queue order, carried ordinary citizens.

Even so, some were clearly displeased, questioning why prisoners could board before ordinary civilians.

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.

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

Bai Ye had to change his route. He went to the side of the ship farthest from the dock, smashed a window, and leaped out.

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

Bai Ye climbed ashore and 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 the matter was not over.

However, it was close.

Bai Ye looked at the ferries in the distance. The first batch of people had all boarded. 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 city in the distance was still brightly lit, appearing prosperous and illuminated everywhere, giving no hint that it was in the grip of fear, shrouded in the dark night.

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

Could the emotion called fear become deeply rooted in everyone's hearts?

Bai Ye glanced at the time. One minute remained.

Thirty seconds...

Ten seconds...

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

Time struck midnight.

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

Before midnight, the people on the two ferries had to make a choice, detonating the other ship with a detonator to save themselves.

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

However...

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

The Joker wanted to play with human nature, but the fact was, while human nature had a wicked side, it also possessed a benevolent side.

Therefore, human nature was the most unpredictable thing!

This time...

The Joker had lost!

Bai Ye smiled, opening his palm. In his hand lay several button batteries.

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

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