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!

Some passersby even took out their phones, attempting to take photos of the sky to share on social media. However, when they tried to send them, they found there was no network.


A female office worker dressed in typical office-lady fashion put down her phone and suddenly looked up toward the distant skyscrapers. Against the dim blood-red night, a huge white spider's web intertwined between two buildings, resembling a hammock. Right in the middle was an enormous white cocoon.


The cocoon was the size of a truck and pulsated like a heart.


It was as if something was about to break out of it.


On the left, bright flames blazed, and screams came in waves.


The office lady looked over and discovered a super-giant golden mantis standing on top of a tall building. Its enlarged, fierce, and terrifying mandibles snapped open and shut, ejecting blood. With a swoosh, its flamboyantly patterned wings, as wide as airplane wings, unfolded.


Here, is my home court!_2