Gray tombstone

Bai Xiao descended, lifting his head to not only see the bizarre and magnificent world but also the professional modifier he had downloaded before crossing over.
"Drain all experience from my sub-occupations, 'Biological Mecha Master', 'Mystic Explorer', 'Special Hypnotist', transforming it into one million potential points, all enhancing my main occupation, 'Fighter'!"
"I... have obtained the golden ultimate occupation, 'God of Martial Combat'!"
The largest urban agglomeration in the world, a night of torrential rain.
On the ground, countless Killing Ghosts and Fighters fought to the death, while hordes of metal Mechas and Biological Armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flame intertwined, plunging everything into primordial violence and chaos.
Atop a high tower, Bai Xiao stood silently amidst the rainy darkness, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes looked down below, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness.
He leaped down with his trench coat wildly dancing.
The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battleground!
A cold voice echoed across the city skyline.
"Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, try to stop me..."
A modern city of extravagant luxury, an era of entertainment and consumption supreme.
Beneath seventy years of peaceful façade, lied another mad and bloody Inner World.
Fighters, masters of their martial traditions, and Killing Ghosts, controlled by combat modes, engaged in a frightful, relentless slaughter.
Metal Mechas with terrifying energy and Biological Armors extracted from monstrous cells commenced a brutal struggle between old and new technologies.
In this era infested with machinery and altered by external entities, to proclaim the power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...

Holy Fist!

The many hunters present couldn't help but ask themselves.


At this moment, Bai Xiao, drenched in blood, looked even more like a Void Demon than an actual Void Demon. The murderous aura and momentum mixed on his body were oppressively clawing out like demons.


In the blood pool from the Void Demon's corpse, that young man looked utterly stunned.


The thunderous interrogation close at hand shook him until his head swam.


A wave of fear instantly enveloped him, making him feel as if he had suddenly fallen off a cliff. Panic grievously seized his trembling heart.


a massive shadow of iron red had already enveloped him.


Huge hands like millstones, muscles knotted, veins popping.


They gently rested on the young man's trembling, frail shoulders.


"Don't be afraid, I know you must have been scared silly by that Void Demon just now, so you spoke nonsense, right? Don't be nervous…"


138 Evil Ghost Court, Black Flame Lion Heart