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Chapter 382 Goodbye Lyra! (Merry Christmas!)
Click!

In that instant, Xia En felt as if his fist had struck something like a chip.

Then, the chip broke.

Almost at the same time.

Camus solved the problem under the simplified assumption.

The moment he realized the chip had shattered, Camus's expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily.

"how dare you?"

Immediately, his armor glowed with a silvery-white light.

A blade-like silver light slashed straight towards Xia En's waist.

This forced him to temporarily step back.

However, Xia En's attack just now was not without effect.

He could clearly see several fine cracks appearing on Camus's silver armor.

Even if these cracks heal themselves in the next moment.

But this also illustrates...

After shattering that chip, the stability and sturdiness of the entire suit of armor will inevitably decrease significantly.

The evidence is...

In Shane's [Peeping Eyes], Camus's weaknesses suddenly multiplied several times over.

After the light faded.

Camus's gaze toward Shane finally held a hint of seriousness.

At that moment, he clearly noticed the glint in Xia En's eyes and murmured to himself.

"Your eyes... actually possess the power of rules?"

"So, that's how you found the core of the armor."

Camus's eyesight was indeed extraordinary; he quickly understood the effects of Shane's [Prying Eyes].

Suddenly at this moment.

Camus's gaze then swept over Jane, who was standing to the side.

At this moment, the wise and rational old woman raised her cane once again.

The chaotic codes and numbers, arranged and combined in ways incomprehensible to ordinary people, seem to be forming another cage made of knowledge.

Jian spoke calmly.

"What you just said is outdated knowledge that is eight hundred years old."

"Now, if it were research findings from 500 years ago, how would you respond?"

Upon hearing this, Camus felt a sense of foreboding.

Through his interactions with members of the Truth Society from later generations, he naturally learned that these people, like those members, were beings from the "future."

Even though Camus outwardly looked down on them, deep down he knew—

As times progress, many new technologies will inevitably emerge, and many laws and conjectures will be proven.

In his view, the technology by which the Truth Society replicated Augustine was a groundbreaking achievement.

This is also an inevitable consequence of the development of the times.

Camus's talent was undoubtedly exceptional and his knowledge profound for this era.

However, it is obviously not easy to decipher knowledge that has never been encountered before.

This is like...

Imagine suddenly throwing an ancient scientist into the modern era.

If they study for a period of time, they may be able to quickly master that knowledge.

But expecting them to explain the principles of the core technology within minutes is undoubtedly wishful thinking.

"I admit, I underestimated you."

Camus said coldly.

"In that case..."

"Then this is the only option."

next moment.

He pressed a button on his body again.

A cold, mechanical voice then rang out:

"Automatic combat mode activated."

Subsequently, the color of the entire suit of armor underwent a subtle change, seemingly turning into a pure silver-white.

And then they attacked Shane again!
And this time.

The secret arts constructed from knowledge once again descended upon Camus.

But Jane was surprised.

This time, Camus seemed to ignore the shackles of formulas and numbers, and charged at Shane without stopping.

Jane only glanced at it before realizing the truth.

"So, you're abandoning personal consciousness and fighting solely through the armor itself?"

Simple knowledge and secret techniques only work their proper function when dealing with beings capable of rational thought.

Especially for someone like Camus, who is a researcher himself, he is irresistibly drawn to knowledge and wants to unravel the mysteries behind it.

But it has almost no effect on inanimate objects like stones or pieces of steel.

Because they themselves do not possess the concept of knowledge.

Even basic rationality is absent.

at this time.

Camus activated the armor's automatic combat mode to evade Jane's secret technique.

It must be said that this tactic was indeed correct.

Moreover, what surprised Xia En was...

After activating the so-called automatic battle mode...

Camus's fighting ability has actually become stronger!

simply put.

Previously, Camus seemed to have no understanding of combat records or techniques.

They fight purely on instinct, relying solely on their superior performance.

Some loopholes are inevitable in the process.

It's simply because his speed is too fast and his strength is too great.

Even if Xia En saw these flaws, he wouldn't be able to seize the opportunity immediately.

Actually, this is the normal situation.

Industry specializing in surgery.

The researchers of the [Truth Society] devote their efforts to research and mostly do not put their energy into actual combat.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have taken a different approach, reviving the powerful figures of history and bringing them under their control.

And at this time.

After handing over the silver-white armor as a "substitute fighter".

Camus seemed to transform in the blink of an eye into a seasoned warrior who had honed his skills in martial arts for many years.

All movements became extremely efficient and effective, with nothing superfluous.

It is as precise and meticulous as a machine.

It almost perfectly demonstrated the combat power that this armor should have.

What alarmed Xia En the most was...

He could tell that the armor seemed to be constantly learning and imitating his movements during the battle.

And adjust your strategy based on his moves!
In other words.

This armor has the ability to learn in battle.

It's hard to imagine that this is something a suit of armor could do.

But considering that even Carles can exist.

It doesn't seem impossible that the Truth Society could design such armor.

For these reasons.

After Camus switched to combat mode.

Instead of decreasing, Shane's pressure increased significantly.

And the worst part is...

Shane also noticed that Camus seemed to have revised his operational objectives.

The original plan was to annihilate Xia En and the others, but instead it became... to delay them as much as possible.

They were not to be allowed to stop the group that was trying to seize the Eternal Coffin.

have to say.

After Camus abandoned his underestimation of Shane and the others, the situation became several times more complicated.

If Xia En is given enough time.

He was confident that he could find the most fatal flaw in the silver armor and completely destroy it.

But right now...

Those members of the "Truth Society" wouldn't give him that kind of time.

at this time.

The group had arrived at a point less than twenty meters from the [Eternal Coffin].

A fiery glint flashed in the eyes of the leading member of the [Truth Society], who muttered to himself.

"We're about to get the key to a new world..."

He glanced back at Xia En and the others who were being entangled, and sneered. "Heh, you fools, just watch us hold this key in our hands."

But suddenly, his words came to an abrupt halt.

A figure made of ice crystals appeared before them.

That icy face belonged to Anbing, who had been silent since the beginning.

"what?"

Camus's slightly surprised voice came from beneath the silver armor.

He looked at the spot where Dark Ice had been standing and found that the body had silently disintegrated into pieces of ice crystals.

Obviously.

Dark Ice used some kind of clone technique to conceal her form, leaving an ice crystal body in place, thus deceiving Camus's perception.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the dark ice in front of him, the leading member of the [Truth Society] cursed and gave an order to his companion.

"You, go and stop him!"

"I will take the [Eternal Coffin] with me."

Having said that, he abandoned his companions and ran straight toward the [Eternal Coffin].

The other members were also momentarily startled by the sudden appearance of Dark Ice.

But seeing that she was all alone, he couldn't help but feel a surge of courage.

So many people against one.

The advantage is mine!

Without further hesitation, the group charged towards Dark Ice.

These members of the "Truth Society" each have their own methods.

Some of them took out weapons that looked like modified firearms.

Some of them look like they've undergone some kind of human modification, shooting lasers from their arms.

Others were muttering something under their breath.

The dark ice body froze, feeling locked and weakened.

It must be some kind of curse.

As can be seen.

This group of members is considered the elite of the [Truth Society], and many of them possess the aura of a sixth-tier secret path practitioner.

But at this moment.

Dark Ice also displayed combat power far exceeding that of ordinary sixth-tier Mystic Path practitioners.

Her black hair danced wildly behind her, gradually turning an icy blue.

The temperature around us kept dropping, and tiny ice crystals kept appearing in the air.

The hall already contained a large amount of icy secret power, which she then activated, creating an extremely cold domain.

The icy, secret power poured out without reservation.

It serves as both a means of attack and a defensive barrier.

To completely shut out the enemy's attacks.

Click... click...

Under this chill.

Members of the Truth Society were successively frozen into ice sculptures by the extreme cold.

Camus, watching from the side, grew increasingly furious and attempted to rush forward and kill Dark Ice directly.

At this moment, Xia En stepped forward and sneered.

"Your opponent... is me!"

This is exactly what Camus said not long ago.

Just as Camus could keep Shane and Jane occupied, preventing them from getting distracted.

With Shane going all out, Camus will also be unable to attend to anything else.

It was clearly impossible to assassinate Dark Ice in front of him.

But at this moment.

The Truth Society members were simply too close to the Eternal Coffin.

No matter how fast Dark Ice was, they still managed to delay him for some time.

The lead researcher took out a uniquely designed spatial ring and pressed it against the [Eternal Coffin] in front of him.

Saw this scene.

Xia En and the others felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

Is it...

In the end, they still couldn't stop the Truth Society's plan?
But suddenly.

A female voice that Xia En vaguely recognized rang out in the cold underground hall.

"Who gave you permission... to touch what belongs to me?"

All of a sudden.

The members of the [Truth Society] froze instantly, as if they were being watched by some incredibly terrifying being.

The oppressive feeling, originating from the depths of his instincts, made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He slowly raised his head.

I saw...

On that ice coffin, a tall, elegant woman was sitting.

Her long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

Its emerald green eyes were like the most precious gems in the world.

No amount of praise can adequately describe the beauty of that face; once seen, it is unforgettable.

Her slightly pointed ears indicated her race.

"...An elf?"

"This is what the member of the Truth Society murmured."

"But how could there be elves here?"

Before he could think any further, the world before him was plunged into darkness.

To everyone's eyes, the researcher's body slowly collapsed to the ground, already lifeless.

But when they saw the face of the woman who had suddenly appeared...

Xia En was deeply shocked.

That voice, that face, that figure...

How could he possibly admit his mistake?
That woman was none other than Layla, whom Shane had always wanted to see!
Lyra's appearance undoubtedly brought a stronger shock to Shane than when he had met Augustine before.

Because he never expected Lyra to appear here!
and.

Lyra also claims... that the Eternal Coffin is hers?

What's going on here?

Under such intense psychological shock, even Xia En was momentarily stunned.

Camus, standing before him, clearly wouldn't let such a weakness slip by.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting me?"

"go to hell!"

A first-order blade emerged from Camus's arm.

A dazzling, brilliant silver blade flashed straight down towards Xia En.

It contains a highly concentrated secret power that can almost cut through any obstacle in its path.

If this strike hits, Xia En will be severely injured, if not killed.

But in the very next instant...

A long, slender index finger blocked the blade's flash.

Xia En felt an arm encircle his waist.

Then, that face he would never forget came into view.

"Shane, it's been a long time."

"Layla said softly."

A gentle smile played on her lips, her eyes filled with joy and excitement, but also a hint of sadness that she couldn't hide.

Such an expression was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the joy in Xia En's heart.

Because, in the instant I came into contact with her.

Xia En figured it out—

The woman before them was not the real, living Laila, but rather a projection of the memories of the Great Yan.

Even so, seeing Lyra again was enough to fill Shane with a myriad of emotions.

at the same time.

Lyra glanced at Camus not far away, her expression turning cold again.

"You're not qualified to hurt me in front of me."

Seeing Lyra easily block his full-force attack, Camus felt a strong sense of vigilance.

"Where did this pure-blooded elf come from?"

"Wasn't the Elf race already extinct?"

"Moreover, this aura..."

Before Camus could think any further, Lyra gently tapped him with her fingertip.

An extreme sense of crisis arose.

(End of this chapter)