Chapter 51: The Late Viscount, Section 4 – Word Count: 3716

Yes…
Hearing the gasps of those in the cabin, the black-haired man did not respond. He merely moved his lips slightly before leaving, showing no intention of explaining.
Yet even without his explanation, everyone could roughly guess from his appearance. A Primal Force Armor that could change its capabilities based on its owner’s combat preferences? Monkey was good at close combat, so his Primal Force Armor took on a highly agile form with sharp blade-like weapons. Blood Pupil was skilled in shooting, so his armor was equipped with up to twelve gun barrels on his arms. What about Baroka? What was his transformation like?
Soon, many Blood Wolf warriors gathered around, whispering among themselves while pointing at Baroka with evident interest. This made Baroka feel very uncomfortable, and he couldn’t help but let out a deep snort.
“No need to guess. Mine is a cannon warfare model.”
Cannon warfare?
The Blood Wolf warriors beside him were stunned. They circled Baroka several times but saw no cannons. Moreover, the Primal Force Armor was only three meters tall—slightly taller than an average human—and didn’t seem capable of housing cannon warfare weapons.
Cannon warfare mechs were known to be the largest and most powerful among all mechs, yet they had the worst mobility. They sacrificed so much just to carry the most powerful cannons. Thus, their weapons were always famous for their size and strength. Although Baroka’s current appearance was somewhat similar, it certainly didn’t resemble that of a cannon warfare mech.
A cannon warfare model? Ha, are you joking?
A few Blood Wolf warriors immediately expressed disbelief. But the next moment, they were completely speechless.
With a cold snort, Baroka suddenly spread his arms wide in a cross shape. Instantly, the numerous protrusions all over his body began to glow. A powerful surge of energy swept out like a storm. The nearby Blood Wolf warriors, caught off guard, were sent flying.
But that wasn’t the most surprising part. What came next was…

Surrounded by blinding white light, it seemed to everyone that in just an instant, they vanished without a trace. But soon after, a stunning sight appeared. Countless white beams emanated from Baroka’s entire body, rushing upward like a storm toward the roof. Some of these beams traveled in straight lines, some in arcs, while others seemed to move independently, avoiding obstacles along the way—though it was unclear how they did so. Yet they all struck at the same time. With a loud explosion, numerous huge craters appeared on the warehouse’s roof.

“Oh, my God!!”

The many Blood Wolf warriors were stunned by the massive craters, each with a diameter of ten meters.

After all, this was inside the vessel of the Virtual Puppet. Although it was just a warehouse, every inch of space around it was protected by armor. As the carrier ship for Snake Fang, the Virtual Puppet’s defense system ranked first among all in the Blood Wolf faction. Its armor was so strong that even the main cannons of the Moorish giants couldn’t create such large craters. And Baroka… he had done this with just one strike? And so many at that? Even though it happened from within, it was still extremely exaggerated.

“Huh… I might have used a bit too much force.” Looking at the countless craters above, Baroka sheepishly touched his head and smiled innocently.

Seeing his reaction, everyone around him was stunned, pointing at Baroka without being able to speak. Just then, Blood Pupil’s voice suddenly rang out. He had been by Baroka’s side the whole time. Amidst the sudden surge of energy, only he and Monkey remained unaffected.

“It’s not that you used too much force. It’s that you didn’t accurately estimate the energy capacity within your control range. If I’m not mistaken, you controlled about fifty cubic meters earlier, right? Let your brothers check if the energy pipes under your feet are damaged.”

“Oh, right.” Baroka smiled sheepishly. Indeed, he hadn’t considered the energy issues on the Virtual Puppet. That’s why he included that factor in his experiment, resulting in far more controllable energy than expected and causing such an effect. However, Blood Pupil was wrong about one thing—he controlled less than ten cubic meters, not fifty. By that calculation, one of the energy pipes under his feet had indeed been affected.

But even so, it’s a bit excessive. If Baroka’s memory is correct, it’s just an unimportant small pipeline with hardly any energy. Yet after being reconfigured, it can cause such terrifying destructive power. From any angle, it’s beyond what his clumsy mind can imagine… It’s quite incredible… Baroka stared at the numerous protrusions on his body, lost in thought. Then Blood Pupil’s voice rang out again.
“Baroka, that just now—wasn’t that the main ability of your Primal Power Armor? It seems to be about converting the surroundings into your own weapon system. Still, it follows the attack patterns of traditional mechs.”
“Mm,” Baroka nodded honestly. “I just got this gear, and I only know the basics. I haven’t dared to use those abilities yet. So I just reconfigured it according to my old habits. It seems pretty powerful.”
“Not just pretty powerful—it’s terrifyingly strong. Way better than the original Blood Moon,” Blood Pupil smiled. “It’s just a bit wasteful. The attack method is too simple. Most of the energy gets consumed. Are those beams variants of missiles?”
“More or less. Similar to the ant-warship aggregates I obtained. They’re beam-guided weapons, and their power is comparable. It’s hard to believe this was achieved by a mech,” Baroka replied in a low voice. Finally, he glanced at Blood Pupil.
“What about you? It seems your Primal Power Armor has also changed. Is there anything special?”
“Me?” Blood Pupil was taken aback. His red eyes scanned Baroka for a moment (Note), then he raised his arm. (Note: After wearing Primal Power Armor, all movements become mechanical. Blood Pupil has a face mask, so his gaze comes from the mechanical eyes on it.)
“You see, six-machine gun barrels. Energy-based. Their power isn’t confirmed yet, but judging by your performance, it’s probably not much different.”
“Is it also an old-fashioned attack method? In your words, simple?”
“Yes,” Blood Pupil nodded honestly. “Like you, I’m not used to it yet since I haven’t figured out its abilities. But give me some time, and I’ll change it.”
“Nonsense,” Baroka replied irritably, then turned his gaze to the monkey beside him. “Hey, why haven’t you said anything?”
As Baroka spoke, Blood Pupil also looked at the monkey, feeling puzzled. He knew well the monkey’s personality. Normally, he was the most restless of the three, always making a fuss over the slightest thing. How could he stay silent now that he had Primal Power Armor? Watching Baroka show off over there didn’t fit his personality at all.

Influenced by the two of them, the Blood Wolf warriors around them also woke up. Instantly, all eyes in the warehouse were fixed on the monkey. Everyone wore strange expressions.
Silence fell around immediately, lasting for quite some time. It was only then that the monkey seemed to sense everyone’s gazes and raised his head. Bright blue light burst from the eyes of his Primal Power Armor.
“I’m fine. I was just studying the ability system. Although Primal Power Armor doesn’t have many abilities, they’re extremely practical. I got a bit lost in thought.”
“Oh? Tell us, what did you discover?” Blood Pupil and Baroka immediately became interested and pressed for details.
To be honest, the two of them were still stuck in basic energy absorption and their old attack patterns. They never expected the monkey to have already explored the true power of his eye-based Primal Power Armor. Naturally, they wanted to hear his thoughts.
“Actually, it’s nothing much,” the monkey said, shrugging indifferently under their eager gazes. “It’s just that amplification ability. It’s something I saw with my own eyes. The Killing Emperor was defeated by that very move.”
“Huh…” Blood Pupil and Baroka exchanged glances, realizing something: among the three of them, only the monkey had witnessed the true combat scenario of Primal Power Armor. So in terms of experience, he was far beyond them. They hadn’t expected that such a brief battle would already put the monkey ahead of them.
Actually, among the three main fighters under the black-haired man, although Blood Pupil and Baroka refused to admit it, the monkey was indeed slightly stronger than them. Now that he had taken the lead again, they felt uneasy.
Though uneasy, they were still very curious about the monkey’s insights.
“What is it? Show us.”
“Here?” The monkey glanced around and then up at the ceiling. “Isn’t this inappropriate?”
“No problem!” Baroka waved his hand dismissively. “The virtual puppet’s armor is sturdy, and it has a self-repair system. With such skills, it should be well-protected. Besides, just control the intensity. We’re all veterans—why hesitate over such a small thing?”
“Hmm…” The monkey gave a wry smile, his voice suddenly lowering. “It’s easier said than done…”
With a long sigh, the monkey raised his left hand. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he suddenly clenched his fist.
At the same time, the space around him twisted violently, and streaks of black lightning appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Then, a punch…
Boom!!!!!!
In the starry sky, a tiny glimmer appeared on the massive hull of the virtual puppet. It shrank slightly at first, then exploded violently…