[Alucard Template System] [Experience: 15.36] [Skill points: 1]
After a quick glance at his Template System, Lin Feng knew full well that his experience gains now depended largely on his opponents.
Then I'll use you as a blood sacrifice for my experience counter.
"Heh... you really are just a brat. Do you think you can attack us here and get away in one piece?"
Dr. Stylish almost laughed, but before he had even realized it, Lin Feng was already standing before him.
Concentrating [Alucard]'s power in the sole of his foot, Lin Feng sent Dr. Stylish flying over ten meters with a side kick. Both its speed and power shocked the members of the Jaegers.
Yet Lin Feng felt as though he had kicked not muscle and ribs, but an incredibly hard steel plate.
"Now that's a rare sight... this is the first time I've seen you knocked back since you modified your body with drugs, Doctor..."
Dr. Stylish's mocking expression turned serious. He had clearly underestimated Lin Feng's strength, while Lin Feng had not expected this gay man to possess such a tough body.
"I'll say it again. Either you die alone today, Dr. Stylish, or you take your whole team down with you. Choose."
Lin Feng's eyes changed from a dull vermilion to a bright, bloody red. His monstrous strength and killing intent both struck the Jaegers as uncanny.
"Should we call the General?"
"No need... let me teach this brat a lesson."
As Dr. Stylish spoke, a smile appeared on his lips again.
Perhaps it was fair to say that he refused to accept Lin Feng suddenly showing up to pick a fight; Dr. Stylish now wanted to defeat him single-handedly.
"They should be here any moment now..."
Dr. Stylish had been waiting for something all this time, and Lin Feng vaguely sensed that the man would have plenty of reinforcements.
According to Seryu, his Teigu was God's Hands-in other words, he was an inventor.
A man with a Teigu like that could hardly go into battle without bringing his inventions along.
Bang-!
With an explosive crash, a group of people blasted the doors open.
"Dr. Stylish, how could you do this here..."
"We're inside the royal palace. The damage your abilities will cause is a bit..."
"Say no more. Since he wants to play with me, I'll oblige him to the very end."
With a sinister grin, Dr. Stylish looked at the army of mechanically modified humans behind Lin Feng.
With the Jaegers in front and his own army of modified humans guarding the rear, Lin Feng was undoubtedly surrounded.
"Dr. Stylish, don't go too far. He can't possibly be a match for you..."
The muscular Bols's offhand remark struck Lin Feng as rather amusing.
Turning his gaze toward Dr. Stylish's army of modified humans behind him, Lin Feng understood how the doctor's troops fought after just one look.
In front of three cowering modified humans stood two imposing mechanical humanoids covered head to toe in armor.
One robot threw the first punch at Lin Feng. The power of that heavy iron fist was certainly not to be underestimated. Lin Feng dodged its attack, only to be caught in the clinging grasp of a modified infantryman behind him.
As a beam of light shot out, a buzzing sound came from inside the modified infantryman's body, followed by a violent explosion.
Dust and gravel flew everywhere. Just as everyone thought Lin Feng had been blown to death, he turned into a mass of black shadow and avoided the fatal damage.
"Three modified humans for reconnaissance, two commanders for combat, and the rest are infantry equipped with self-destruct devices?"
"Speedster Toby... finish him!"
At Dr. Stylish's command, a glimmer immediately shone from the eyes of the armored warrior whose entire body was covered in machinery.
The next second, the metal warrior raised a long blade and slashed fiercely at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng had already anticipated it.
"Form Transformation."
From bottom to top, Lin Feng transformed into a pool of ghostly black shadow. The shadow darted across the floor, while the metal warrior's greatsword struck straight into the ground.
"What is this ability... what a troublesome man..."
The ability to turn into shadow rendered almost every method of attack available to his modified humans ineffective. Dr. Stylish gradually felt himself losing the upper hand.
Seizing this opening, Lin Feng merged with the desk's shadow on the floor, then used Dr. Stylish's shadow to climb onto his body, constantly spreading out.
"What is this?!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feng's black shadow had already wrapped around his throat.
For a moment, Run, Bols, and Kurome did not know what to do.
"This is just too..."
The three stared at Dr. Stylish with his neck constricted, completely at a loss as to how to respond.
Run's Teigu, Thousand-Mile Flight: Mastema, allowed him to fly and use the feathers of its wings for precision shooting like a firearm.
Bols's Teigu, Purgatory's Invitation: Rubicante, could unleash wide-area flame attacks and self-destruct.
Kurome's Teigu, March of the Dead: Yatsufusa, was extremely similar to Lin Feng's ability: it could summon the dead she had killed, up to a maximum of eight.
But inside a room like this conference room in the imperial palace, once Lin Feng became a swift black shadow with an extremely unstable form and wrapped himself around Dr. Stylish,
Whatever attack they launched would be very likely to injure Dr. Stylish.
Kurome was the first to react.
"If he can put pressure on a neck, then we must be able to touch him and hurt him."
Kurome rushed up to Dr. Stylish at unimaginable speed and fiercely lashed out three times with claw strikes at the black shadow Lin Feng had become.
"Not bad speed..."
The black shadow Lin Feng had become still coiled around Dr. Stylish's neck. Kurome's claw strikes seemed to have no effect on it.
The next second, countless red eyes suddenly emerged within the black shadow.
The crimson eyes invaded Kurome's mental world, seemingly making her see her older sister Akame, the traitor to the Empire.
Amid endless red, blood streamed from the corners of the red eyes. In her subconscious, Kurome felt unable to move at all, while several people resembling executioners drove long blades into her body.
"This is..."
"Kurome, what's wrong?!"
To the others, Kurome, who had attacked the black shadow, seemed to have completely lost consciousness. Although the shadow had not retaliated at all, her eyes had already gone vacant, and her consciousness had fallen into nothingness.
"It must be that boy's doing..."
Run spoke tensely, yet Lin Feng tightened his body around Dr. Stylish with even greater force.
"Don't get in my way... little girl..."
Dr. Stylish struggled with all his might to break free of the black shadow's restraints, but in the end, he could not escape.
Just then, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Dr. Stylish's lips.