Divine Arrival's combat system was highly flexible.
Especially in the VR version, where the brain-computer interface recreated combat to an almost real extent.
That was why it was a restricted game—although the battles were virtual, the effects brought on by shared sensory feedback still had unstable aspects. Every year, countless people developed psychological issues as a result, sometimes even physical ones, such as photosensitive epilepsy.
And if one looked carefully, there were terms resembling a waiver of life and death when registering an account... Back when the game had first launched, some people had even speculated that the mysterious developer behind it might have been Prism, hoping to use this method to earn some extra income.
Even now, there were still marketing accounts saying that...
Having experienced the game mechanics firsthand, Xu Shi now deeply understood it. The impact felt amazing. He loved it!
And as they said, art came from life, but surpassed life. That was absolutely true—clashing lightsabers and staffs felt very much like fighting with Ascendant Abilities, but he himself did not actually possess such abilities. No wonder everyone loved this game so much. Who would not enjoy being able to easily do things they could never do in reality?
Especially when he was currently controlling a hacked tech build. He could have whatever he wanted.
Shen He, on the other hand, was looking rather miserable... He had wanted to use this method to strike at Xu Shi, but naturally, he himself would also be affected.
The impact from the halo around him being shattered made him look extremely uncomfortable. The mask on his face immediately broke apart as well, completely stripping away that cult-leader-like aura of mystery.
"You!"
He pointed at Xu Shi in shock, his eyes filled with resentment.
Shen He truly had not expected