The elusive Mengji Army finally appeared on the battlefield, each soldier wielding an electromagnetic acceleration rifle.
These rifles, combined with the tungsten steel bullets produced by Mengji, could penetrate even tank armor with a single shot.
The Wapol Army's ultimate subcutaneous armor made of Wapol Alloy was formidable, but not invincible. Given sufficient force, even subcutaneous armor could be breached. Notably, there were always weak spots—like the eyes.
When the Mengji Army fired, a tungsten bullet pierced the armor of the first Wapol elite soldier. This marked the first true kill of a Wapol Army elite—a pivotal moment.
Once the elite's body was brought into the dimensional space, the technical team quickly decomposed it and harvested the Wapol Alloy to craft new weapons.
Soon, Mengji soldiers were wielding shining short blades made from Wapol Alloy, bright as platinum.
With these blades, a single Mengji soldier could slaughter multiple Wapol elites in an instant. The supposedly indestructible armor was torn apart.
The counterattack began in earnest. The Mengji Army hunted the Wapol soldiers, collecting more Wapol Alloy and forging additional blades. With each victory, the Mengji Army grew stronger—each new short blade a trophy of a fallen Wapol elite.
"Run!"
"Mom! I want my mom!"
"We can't fight… we can't fight at all!"
The Mengji Army became a living nightmare, striking with surgical precision.
Thirty minutes into the battle, over 10,000 Wapol soldiers had fallen, while the Mengji Army suffered almost no losses. They struck like a razor, slicing through the enemy with small teams executing massive unilateral massacres.
Some Wapol soldiers, desperate, discarded their armor and fled, further breaking their formation.
"Steady! Steady! Anyone who charges recklessly dies!"
Wapol Xiao roared, his Overlord Haki radiating across the battlefield. The soldiers who had started fleeing froze under his oppressive aura, allowing the army to regain cohesion.
"Damn it! How could this happen?!"
Wapol Xiao's steel teeth gritted, his blue veins bulging with rage. His plans had completely unraveled, leaving the army uneasy and uncertain.
To win the Daluo contest now, they would have to face the king directly—defeat Sebastian Xiao and claim victory.
"The kid across the field, come out and fight me! Time to end this farce!"
Wapol Xiao, resolute, locked Sebastian Xiao in his Observation Haki and prepared for a final duel.
"Kill them all!"
But Sebastian Xiao ignored the invitation completely.
'A duel? You're not worthy,' he thought, lounging lazily on the sofa with Xi Hanmei in his arms, sipping leisurely.
Why bother with a king-versus-king duel when he held all the advantage?
Every Xiao had a golden finger from the Daluo Dao Fruit. Forcing an opponent to reveal their trump card before finishing the fight was pointless. A duel now would only waste his time and advantage.
"You're being too much!"
Xiao's indifference infuriated Wapol Xiao. With a stomp, accompanied by a gust of air, he activated the Moon Step and lunged at Sebastian Xiao.
"Swish~~ Swish~~ Swish~~"
But a volley of gunfire rang out. Mengji soldiers had already surrounded Sebastian Xiao, rifles raised. Tungsten steel bullets, propelled by electromagnetic force, rained down like white arcs, forcing Wapol Xiao back.
Even with Armament Haki, Wapol Alloy could not withstand the electromagnetic assault head-on.
"Despicable villain! Where did you get so much tungsten steel?!"
Wapol Xiao shouted, enraged. Tungsten was rare in both the Cyberpunk and pirate worlds. In Night City, top mobile troops carried only three rounds each, which had to be recycled. Yet Sebastian Xiao was using it as common ammunition—inhumane by any standard.
"I'm too lazy to explain. You don't deserve to hear it!"
With a wave from Xiao, the Mengji Army surged, silver-white short blades flashing as they harvested Wapol soldiers' lives. Even the Cyberpunk mercenaries, who had been watching idly, fell within Mengji's lethal range, providing Xiao with more prosthetic samples and cyber tech for study.
Under this unilateral massacre, the Wapol Army collapsed, fleeing regardless of Wapol Xiao's roars.
But in the Daluo Arena, escape was impossible. As the Wapol Army fled, the battlefield had already shrunk, leaving them with nowhere to run.
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