The Samurai Sword sliced through the smoke.

Messiah's Eye focused and locked on, tracking the opponent's movements with rapidly adjusting dynamic magnification.

The Ninja lunged forward with footwork, slashing horizontally.

John dodged backward, and suddenly, Igdrasir's combat algorithm sent a signal.

Instinctively, he retreated one more step.

The next second.

A deadly slash came from the shadows.

Another hidden Ninja's ambush failed, and he immediately used wide slashes to create distance.

The two heavily modified Ninjas attacked alternately.

The team codenamed "Chuan," every member could seamlessly cooperate, switching among cooperative strategies based on real-time calibration by smart AI, regardless of the number involved.

Streamlight flickered.

The night and the halo of the light strips cast a deep blue filter over the open-air garden.

Blade clashes resulted in various large arcs of light flashing.

[Chip: Raqi Industry - Ranger]

The moment John gripped the Samurai Sword, the integrated close-combat chip activated, showing no panic amidst the encirclement.

Time stopped intermittently.

The Samurai Sword sparked suddenly, with the brittle sound of alloy collision accompanied by some tooth-aching whine.

Whoosh—

Sianweistan operated at high speed.

In the world of stopped time, only afterimages of the three Samurai Swords remained.

These weapons, condensed with high technology from Raqi Group, had a core to ensure hardness, while the blades were relatively brittle, maximizing sharpness and metal-cutting capabilities. If necessary, they could carry viruses or pollutants to destroy smart devices.

At this point, the blade surface was already pitted.

Even the hardness core inside had developed cracks, glimmering in the intervals of stopped time.

The terror of "Chuan" gradually unfolded.

They were Alpha Level modified bodies, capable of loading vast amounts of data.

Including the [Ranger] used by John, mainstream combat chips on the market would be endlessly simulated and trimmed in the lab by AI, then periodically uploaded as version updates to "Chuan's" program.

They would adjust configurations according to the mission difficulty.

This time, the Bolago Club was a stealth infiltrating mission, and some hacker programs and external equipment were not brought in, making the top-configured "Chuan" even more terrifying.

John delegated his body to the chip program, with the central nervous system controlling his limbs to perform attack moves.

The moment he lunged forward with footwork, the two Ninjas had already preemptively dodged, even countering with an upward strike that almost severed John's hand entirely.

The mask of "Chuan" kept flickering.

They captured information from John's movements and immediately matched it with the content of the [Ranger] chip, thus counteracting it as he made his move.

"F*ck."

John timely regained control of his body and retreated.

Eden had emphasized to John during combat training—relying solely on chips would never amount to greatness. If the enemy could read the database or simply memorize the chip's moves, the situation would become very dire.

John realized the terror of elite soldiers.

Yet it wasn't a situation of utter despair.

[Weapon: Samurai Sword - Su]

John wielded the alloy weapon.

Amidst a two-man enclosure without getting injured, he relied on the advanced artificial eye and a more enduring Sianweistan to fully capture the slashing trajectory of the Ninja Slayer.

Igdrasir also had built-in combat algorithms offering appropriate suggestions based on the current situation.

Under Black Light's calibration, it was equivalent to a lower configuration of "Chuan."

Its database wasn't as extensive, merely integrating the chips John had absorbed.

John felt his head throbbing with heat, and a tingling electric current coursed through his chest and spine.

This was the feeling of entrusting one's body to the algorithm.

The upgrade of Black Light induced a series of chain reactions.

It wasn't until today, during the close combat assassination encounter, that he realized Igdrasir's algorithm seemed to have optimized further.

Black Light's calibration of the prosthetic body became more meticulously detailed.

It allowed the equipment to run stably at the hardware limit state and further optimized the program, making calculations more precise and the proposed solutions more reasonable.

The Raqi Ninjas' time stop ended.

They quickly created distance, their leg prosthetics ejecting their bodies backward.

Bam.

John stamped on the ground hard, stepping forward to pursue.

Swish—

A Samurai Sword grazed over his head.

John's eyes focused and locked, ducking under extreme pressure as he thrust forward with the blade in hand, directly piercing the opponent's chest.

Beep—

Squelch.

The sound of a pressure valve releasing echoed.

The Ninja in front of John was pierced through the prosthetic body, with the structure of the mimic cloak and spinal core behind being broken open.

The leaking liquid got evaporated by the high temperature.

An orange mist exploded into the air.

Swish—

Another Ninja burst through the mist.

He attacked from the side, raising the Samurai Sword to behead.

But John's arms displayed immense strength, with the blade lodged in the enemy's chest shattering out through bones!

At the junction of the alloy skeleton, microprocessors, coolant, muscle bundles, and an unknown liquid mixed with a small amount of fleshy tissue splattered into the air.

John sliced open the chest and, following the momentum, spun around and crouched, suddenly shifting his center of gravity to flip his body.

This was a move from the [Brazilian War Dance].

The fusion of Black Light temporarily surpassed Chuan's calculations.

The Samurai Sword with [Level 3 Sharpness] in John's hand swept through the air, severing another's head.

Clunk, clunk—

The other's chest completely burst open in the gradually splendid electric arc, with weakening knees emitting weakening whines, supporting the corpse as it slowly knelt forward.

John took off the tattered suit.

Steam rose from his body, and his shirt was completely soaked with sweat.

[Mission Objectives Updated]

[Proceed to the insurance room to retrieve equipment. (Not Achieved)]

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